Murong Xue frowned slightly, Ouyang Shaochen really didn't care about this piece of warm jade!
This warm jade is so far the only piece of warm jade that can restrain the cold poison in her body. If it is really smashed, it will be her who will suffer...
Murong Xue's gaze sank, she took out a stack of bank notes from her sleeve, and stuffed them into Ouyang Shaochen's hands without looking at them: "I bought this piece of warm jade."
Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes to look at Murong Xue, and saw that she was wearing the warm jade around her neck and stuffing it into the skirt of her coat, a barely visible smile flashed in his obsidian pupils: "good!"
"It's getting late, I want to go back to my room to rest, my son, please go back!" Murong Xue glared at Ouyang Shaochen, walked past him, and walked out quickly without looking back.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank, he put away the banknotes, and followed Murong Xue, walking slowly forward, when Murong Xue left, he left, when Murong Xue stopped, he stopped...
Murong Xue couldn't bear it anymore, turned around, stared at him fiercely and said: "If you don't go back to Xiaoyao Palace, what are you doing with me?"
"The scenery of Zhen Guohou's Mansion is nice. I'll walk around and have a look!" Ouyang Shaochen said without changing his face and heartbeat.
"Really? Then the prince can slowly appreciate the beautiful scenery in the mansion. I'm a little tired, so I won't accompany you." Murong Xue said with a smile, and closed the door with a 'bang', revealing Ouyang Shaochen's picture as beautiful as a scroll. His face was shut at the door.
What he likes is the original owner, Murong Xue, so he should always think about the original owner, think about the original owner, and stop bothering her.
Her chest felt tight and her head hurt slightly. Murong Xue rubbed it lightly, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and lay down on the bed: I don't know if it was because she ate too much Diyang grass, or because she lacked Ouyang Shaochen's internal energy. This time, the cold poison was developed, and the recovery was not good. Up to now, there are still some sequelae...
"Xue'er, it's windy, it's very windy, and it's very chilly." Ouyang Shaochen Qingyue's voice suddenly came from outside the door, Murong Xue raised his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Then why don't you go back to Xiaoyao soon?" Palace?"
"The Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion is a bit far from here. When I return to the Palace, I may suffer from frostbite!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "Don't lie to me, your son Ouyang has strong martial arts and deep internal energy, will you be sick by a gust of cold wind?"
"In order to find you, I haven't eaten or rested for three days, and my resistance has dropped a bit..." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice.
"Lying again!" Murong Xue replied angrily, obviously not believing his words.
"I'm not lying. Didn't you see just now that I look a little tired?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his voice was weak.
Murong Xue's eyes froze, and when he thought about it carefully, Ouyang Shaochen's complexion was indeed a little haggard, and his expression was also a little tired. He really didn't eat or rest for three days.
"Then you can eat something in Zhen Guohou's mansion, and then rest in the guest room, wake up, and then go back to the mansion!"
Ouyang Shaochen frowned, and said in a low voice, "I don't like living in guest rooms!"
"You can't stay in the guest room, so you can stand outside, frozen like an ice sculpture, don't say I didn't treat you well!" Murong Xue replied angrily, and closed her eyes leisurely: It's good if you can live, but unexpectedly Also pick and choose.
The outside of the room fell silent, Ouyang Shaochen didn't speak any more, the whistling wind blew past the door, the window paper was blown away, Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, it was really windy, the wind seemed to be quite strong …
Deep drowsiness hit, Murong Xue's consciousness gradually became blurred, and she unconsciously felt that she had entered a dreamland.
In a daze, Murong Xue felt a faint chill, and there was a heat source beside her, warm, warm, she leaned towards it subconsciously.
Heat Yuan stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms, the thick warmth permeated into the blood through the skin, Murong Xue's whole body was warm, she shrunk back into Heat Yuan's embrace without knowing it, faintly Mo Zhu The fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose, Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly opened her eyes.
I saw Ouyang Shaochen wearing a white underwear, lying beside her, with his arms wrapped around her waist, sleeping soundly, his warm breath sprayed on her hair, her bright little face was instantly gloomy, and she pushed hard He drove Ouyang Shaochen, grabbed his collar, and asked viciously: "Ouyang Shaochen, why are you in my room?"
Ouyang Shaochen slowly opened his eyes, looking at her angry beautiful eyes, an imperceptible smile flashed in her eyes, and said casually: "I pushed the window lightly, it opened, and I came in Already!"
Murong Xue's bright face darkened in an instant. Before she went to bed, she had clearly inserted the doors and windows. How could Ouyang Shaochen open them with a push? He must have used some special method to pry open the windows...
"Get up!" Murong Xue pulled Ouyang Shaochen by the skirt, grabbed him up, and said viciously: "Leave Luoxue Pavilion immediately, you are not welcome here!"
Looking at her sullen beautiful eyes, Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows, grabbed Murong Xue's shoulders, and pressed her under him.
Murong Xue was furious, waving her arms, and beat Ouyang Shaochen severely: "Ouyang Shaochen, get up for me."
Ouyang Shaochen grabbed her wrist, pressed it to the sides of her head, pressed his forehead against hers, looked at her for a moment and said, "Xue'er, you are the one I like..."
"Stop lying, the one you like is the original Murong Xue!" Murong Xue interrupted him sharply, glaring at him fiercely and said: "The original Murong Xue has passed away, and I, hiding in her body, You say you like me because you see 'her' often..."
"No!" Ouyang Shaochen shook his head heavily, and Murong Xue's figure was clearly reflected in his obsidian pupils.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully: "It's just a trivial matter. There is nothing to deny. Although I am not the original owner Murong Xue, it is true that you saved this body, and it can be regarded as indirectly saving me once. Don't worry, I will regularly go around Xiaoyaowangfu to let you see this body more, but please watch in the dark, don't appear in front of me again, I don't want to see you again... um... "
Ouyang Shaochen suddenly lowered his head, sealed Murong Xue's lips, and swallowed all the words she hadn't finished speaking, with gentleness mixed with domineering, wantonly tasting the taste of her cherry lips.
Murong Xue's lips were numb, her jaw was buckled open, and a faint fragrance of black bamboo invaded in. Murong Xue was furious and struggled desperately, but she couldn't break free from Ouyang Shaochen's restraint. Her eyes turned cold, and she bit hard. The tip of Ouyang Shaochen's tongue...
Ouyang Shaochen paused, looked down at Murong Xue, and Murong Xue also stared at him with wide eyes, the raging anger burning in his eyes, wishing to burn him to nothing...