The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

Chapter 45: The dust has settled

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The only difference is that when she talks and asks questions, Ouyang Shaochen will answer her seriously. Although his polite tone is indifferent and alienated, she still thinks that she is different in his heart.

But today she actually saw Ouyang Shaochen standing face to face with a woman, he was smiling and bickering with that woman, that was the intimacy she had never enjoyed before.

Su Nanxiang's eyes were pierced sorely and painfully, and a sharp look flashed in the bottom of his eyes: "Thank you for giving up my love, I don't know what to call you, Nanxiang will repay you in the future."

Su Nanxiang bought a plant of Diyang grass for 100,000 taels. She didn't spend a penny, and got the Diyang grass. There is nothing shameful, just as Su Nanxiang wished!

Murong Xue smiled softly, opened the beaded curtain, and her bright little face appeared in front of everyone.

Su Nanxiang's eyes froze: "You are... Murong Xue!"

When she entered the palace to attend the palace banquet, she had seen Murong Xue several times from a distance, she had never spoken to her, and she had no friendship. She did not expect that in the blink of an eye, she would become her rival in love.

Murong Xue nodded and said with a smile: "Miss Su spent one hundred thousand taels of silver to buy Diyang grass for Mrs. Su, that's really filial!"

Su Nanxiang's beautiful face was slightly gloomy. Murong Xue bid for Diyang Grass for 50,000 taels of silver, but asked her to pay 100,000 taels, what a deception!

However, now that she knows who her opponent is, it doesn't matter if she loses for the time being. One day, she will find a chance to defeat Murong Xue: "Miss Murong is awesome!"

Looking at her calm face, the corners of Murong Xue's mouth curled up slightly. After spending an extra fifty thousand taels of wronged money, she was able to remain so calm and composed. She really is a powerful character. Judging by her appearance, she is not going to embarrass herself for the time being. I'm too lazy to talk to her.

Looking sideways at Ouyang Shaochen, he said leisurely: "Senior Ouyang, let's go."

Murong Xue came to Imperial Treasure Xuan because of the Diyang Grass, and since the Diyang Grass was auctioned off, she naturally didn't need to stay here anymore.

"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, with a little smile in his eyes, and walked out slowly.

The eyes of the guests in the lobby fell on him one after another, their eyes full of reverence.

Su Nanxiang's gaze was also fixed on Ouyang Shaochen, and he saw him walking down the stairs step by step, over the crowds, Shi Shiran walked out, without even looking at her, she only felt a bang, and her mind suddenly went blank Blank: Ouyang Shizi completely forgot about her, how could this be...

Seeing that Ouyang Shaochen was about to walk out of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, Su Nanxiang gritted his teeth secretly and said anxiously: "Your Majesty Ouyang, wait a minute!"

"What's the matter?" Ouyang Shaochen paused, but didn't turn his head, Qingyue's voice was indifferent and alienated.

"I..." Su Nanxiang looked at Murong Xue, hesitant to speak.

Murong Xue blinked, and said to Ouyang Shaochen, "Talk slowly, I'll wait for you outside." Su Nanxiang and Ouyang Shaochen are childhood sweethearts, and they love him as deeply as oceans. They haven't seen each other for many years, so they must have a lot to say Tell him that I will not be a light bulb here anymore.

Ouyang Shaochen watched Murong Xue walk out of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion with long eyes, stopped outside the door, looked around, seemed a little impatient.

The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and his obsidian-like pupils were stained with a faint smile, radiant and dazzling.

Su Nanxiang tightly clenched the hands under his sleeves, stepped forward, and reminded in a deep voice: "My son, Murong Xue is Prince Jing's fiancee!"

The smile in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes dissipated instantly, Mo frowned, and said coldly: "So what? They are going to divorce soon!"

"But after all, she has an engagement with Prince Jing. Even if she divorces, it cannot erase the fact that she was Prince Jing's fiancée. How can she marry a woman that Prince Jing discarded..."

Ouyang Shaochen's cold eyes were like sharp arrows, and he shot at Su Nanxiang: "Miss Su, you take too much care!"

The silent pressure rushed to the face, and the powerful aura made Su Nanxiang's face pale, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably: "I... I..."

"Miss Su, do your part, it's not your business, so don't ask about it!" Ouyang Shaochen said coldly, turned around, and strode out without looking back.

When Su Nanxiang came back to his senses, the man with a long and elegant figure had already walked in front of Murong Xue, and was talking to her with his head down.

Her eyes filled with tears in an instant, her teeth clenched her lips tightly, almost bleeding: everything she said was for the best of Ouyang Shizi, why didn't he appreciate it

Ouyang Shaochen walked out of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, and said to Murong Xue, "What are you doing?"

Murong Xue turned around and looked at him strangely: "Why did you come here so soon?"

Ouyang Shaochen said casually: "I have nothing to say to her."

Murong Xue blinked her eyes: "I thought you guys were going to talk for a long time, and I was planning to find a stall selling umbrellas, buy an oil-paper umbrella to cover the sun, and wait for you to finish talking."

Ouyang Shaochen was taken aback for a moment, then sighed silently: It turned out that what she was looking around was not urging him, but looking for a stall selling umbrellas.

"Is the sun very hot?" The sun at noon in March can only be called relatively warm, and it has nothing to do with the scorching sun.

Murong Xue nodded: "For me, it's a bit sunburnt!" People suffering from cold poison are very weak. If it is too cold, they will freeze, and if the sun is a bit stronger, they will easily get sunburned.

Xun Feng came over and handed over an oil-paper umbrella.

Ouyang Shaochen opened it and propped it above Murong Xue, covering her from the sunlight: "Is this better?"

"It's much better!" Murong Xue's eyes were stained with a smile, she walked forward slowly, and said in a low voice: "My lord, where are the earth sun grasses you mentioned?"

She wanted to ask when she was in Yubaoxuan, but there were too many people there, so she held back. After all, Diyang grass is the best Zhiyang herbal medicine, and it is very valuable. If the Diyang Grass is stolen, her situation will be miserable...

"On a mountain, a little far away from the capital..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, a figure flashed in the corner of his eyes, and he glanced thoughtfully.

Murong Xue was staring at him, waiting for his answer, saw him looking to one side, subconsciously glanced at him, and saw Shuangxi walking hurriedly on the street, with beads of sweat on her forehead, as if she was a little anxious, her brows Picking it up, he raised his voice and said, "Shuangxi, you are in a panic, what are you doing?"

The cold voice of inquiry came to her ears, Shuangxi paused her footsteps, turned her head and saw Murong Xue, and ran over with a smile: "Miss!"

Murong Xue glanced at his shriveled purse, and sighed softly: "Is something wrong with my brother?"

"No, no." Shuangxi shook her head hastily, "It was the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion who sent someone to send a post, inviting the old lady, Young Master and you to the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion for a banquet!"

Murong Xue's eyes froze: "What banquet?"

"Three days later, it will be the fifty-fifth birthday of Mrs. Marquis Wu'an!"