"Have you picked out the jewelry yet?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue and asked softly.
"How about this?" Murong Xue picked up a plum blossom hairpin and asked Ouyang Shaochen for his opinion.
Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "It doesn't match the bun."
"Then what about this one?" Murong Xue picked up a pink lotus golden step shaker.
"It's not too good either." Ouyang Shaochen shook his head, moved his slender hand like jade in the jewelry, took out a sapphire hairpin, and gently inserted it into Murong Xue's hair. It was reflected brightly.
Murong Xue looked at the bronze mirror, took photos left and right, and nodded in satisfaction: "The hairpin you chose is quite beautiful."
Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her: "You have a problem with your eyesight, so naturally you can't pick out a beautiful hairpin."
Murong Xue's bright face darkened instantly, and she slapped Ouyang Shaochen with her palm: "Ouyang Shaochen!"
Ouyang Shaochen reached out and grabbed her soft and boneless little hand, pulled her up, sat down on the chair Shi Shiran himself, and said leisurely: "It's your turn to help me comb."
Murong Xue glared at him fiercely, took the wooden comb, and combed his hair vigorously. His ink brocade hair was like silk, smoother than hers. No matter how strong she was, the wooden comb would slide from head to bottom. , Combing does not hurt him at all.
Murong Xue grabbed his hair and gently tugged it a few times before she took the wooden comb and combed his black hair slowly. The white jade crown was placed farther away. The hands loosened slightly, and the ink brocade-like hair was all loose...
Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: "I'll comb it again!"
"No rush, take your time!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, rarely despising her.
Ye Yichen stood in the middle of the outer room, watching Ouyang Shaochen sitting on the chair completely relaxed, Murong Xue lifted his hair up again, combing it gently... Their relationship is so natural and intimate, just like a loving couple young couple...
Ye Yichen frowned tightly, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.
Ouyang Shaochen suddenly pulled his gaze away from the bronze mirror, looked sideways at Ye Yichen, as if he had just seen him, and said indifferently: "Prince Jing is here, please sit down!"
Ye Yichen gave an indifferent hum, but did not sit down.
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "I don't know why Prince Jing came to Qinghui Garden early in the morning, what's your business?"
"This king is here to look for Xue'er. My father's birthday will be here soon. I want to invite Xue'er to Prince Jing's mansion to attend my father's birthday banquet..." Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue and said every word. pause.
Ouyang Shaochen frowned, and said lightly: "Old Prince Jing's birthday, the juniors will naturally go to celebrate it, Prince Jing doesn't need to come here specially to invite."
"Father is not going to hold a big birthday banquet, and only invites acquaintances to eat. Is Xue'er coming to Prince Jing's residence?" Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue without blinking.
Murong Xue pondered for a moment, then said calmly: "If there is nothing to do that day, I will naturally go to Prince Jing's mansion to celebrate the birthday of Old Prince Jing."
"Well, I'll wait for you at Prince Jing's Mansion." Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue, with an imperceptible smile flashing in his sharp eyes.
Murong Xue: "..."
Why does this sound so weird.
Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face was slightly gloomy, and he said coldly: "Prince Jing has a lot of things to do every day, so don't bother him. Please go back, Prince Jing."
Murong Xue: "..."
This is an eviction order!
"I don't have anything to do today, I'm going to soak in the hot spring here before leaving!" Ye Yichen said softly, sitting gracefully at the round table in the center of the outer room, and poured himself a cup of tea slowly.
"Prince Jing's hot spring is in the Jing Garden in the front yard, but this is the Qinghui Garden in the backyard. Prince Jing is sitting in the wrong place." Ouyang Shaochen said calmly, without any emotion in his calm voice.
Ye Yichen could hear the gnashing of teeth in his words, and said disapprovingly: "It's still early, and it's not time to soak in the hot springs. I'm not in a hurry to go to Jingyuan. Xue'er can eat early? Do you want to eat?" Use some together?"
"Xue'er's breakfast, this son has already arranged, don't bother Prince Jing, please come back." Ouyang Shaochen said coldly, his fingers under his sleeves opened and closed, and the strong internal force wanted to fly away. Go out and hit Ye Yichen.
Murong Xue hastily stretched out her hand to stop him, glared at him fiercely and said, "You are injured, you can't use martial arts internal force casually..."
Turning to look at Ye Yichen, she said calmly, "Master Jing, the front yard hasn't been cleaned up yet, so you can't soak in the hot spring for the time being. You should go back to Prince Jing's mansion first."
Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue, and saw her eyes were as cold as ice, and his figure was clearly reflected in the dark pupils, but deep in the pupils, there was no him at all.
Ye Yichen felt sad, and said in a low voice, "If this is what you want, then I will go back to Prince Jing's Mansion."
Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly: Ye Yichen's words became more and more strange...
"Farewell!" Ye Yichen took a deep look at Murong Xue, turned around and walked out of Qinghui Garden, tapped his toes, his slender body soared into the air, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.
Watching him disappear into a small black dot, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a meaningful look: "This Prince Jing is really scheming..."
"The Lord of War God, of course he is a scheming person. He who has no scheming and no strategy will become the God of War. I don't believe a word of his words!" Murong Xue said casually, holding a wooden comb, and gently combing her black s hair.
Looking at her disapproving face, a smile appeared in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes: she was finally smart once...
A guard walked over quickly and said respectfully: "My son, Miss Murong, the old lady of Zhen Guohou's mansion, Mrs. Yuan Song (Murong Rou) is crying at the gate of the villa, asking to see Miss Murong by name."
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, Du Shi, Murong Rou, what are the two of them doing to see her
"I'll go and have a look!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and stood up gently.
Murong Xue hastily stretched out her hand to grab her: "Mr. Du, it's better for me to deal with Murong Rou's matter, but they are two weak girls, I can handle them..."
Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "Then go and come back quickly!"
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded, walked out of Qinghui Garden quickly, and walked towards the gate of the villa.
From a distance, Murong Xue saw a lot of people gathered at the gate of the villa. Du Shi and Murong Rou stood in the center, crying and crying. When she saw Murong Xue, Murong Rou hurried over and said in a hurry: "Xue'er, please!" Please let Qingyan go, aunt promises that she will never target you again... "
Murong Xue curled her lips into a sneer, she thought it was something, it turned out it was because of Song Qingyan, Song Qingyan plotted against her so cruelly, Murong Rou dared to force her to let Song Qingyan go, she was beyond her control...