Ouyang Shaochen took a wet cotton handkerchief and gently wiped Murong Xue's cheeks, small hands.
Murong Xue cooperated with his movements, raised her hand, turned her face, enjoying his care as a matter of course, and glanced at the pages of the book with cold eyes.
Ouyang Shaochen took off his robe, lifted the quilt, and sat beside Murong Xue. Murong Xue leaned in subconsciously to make way for him, and kept her eyes on "National History".
Looking at her serious face, Ouyang Shaochen had a clear smile in his eyes, put his arms around her shoulders, and pulled her to lie on the bed together.
Murong Xue rested her head on his arm, found a comfortable position, and continued reading while holding the book.
From Ouyang Shaochen's direction, one can clearly see Murong Xue bathed in the pale golden sunlight, with curved willow eyebrows, a straight nose, cool pupils, and a bright and dusty face without makeup. She is wearing lavender silk The nightgown, lying quietly, reflected the snow-blue brocade quilt, like an excellent ink painting.
The faint fragrance of fire lotus lingers around the tip of the nose, and Ouyang Shaochen's pupils are instantly black as ink. He gently bends down his face, and kisses Murong Xue's pink lips like a dragonfly. The soft and fragrant touch makes people linger.
Warm breath sprayed on her small face, Murong Xue glanced at Ouyang Shaochen, and continued to concentrate on reading: Ouyang Shaochen often disturbs her in such a small way, she is not surprised...
Looking at her usual appearance, an imperceptible smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, with Murong Xue's cherry lips in his mouth, he took his breath lightly and slowly, unknowingly, kissing her All breathing is blocked.
Murong Xue's breathing was gradually difficult, her chest was heavy and stuffy, she suddenly came back to her senses, and stared fiercely at Ouyang Shaochen who was close at hand: "What are you doing? I'm reading a book."
"Read it later." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, took the book in her hand, threw it aside, and fell on her lips with a kiss as light as a feather, soft and tactile.
Murong Xue's heart skipped a few times, with raging anger burning in her eyes, she pushed Ouyang Shaochen hard: "Your Majesty Ouyang, it's daytime now..."
"This is our room, no one will dare to trespass..." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, and the faint fragrance of ink feathers turned into an illusory green feather, which was gently rubbed between Murong Xue's lips, crisp and numb numb.
Murong Xue's body trembled, her bright face was slightly darkened: "I'm still hurt..."
"I'm just kissing you, I won't touch your wound." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, and inadvertently tore off the skirt of Murong Xue's pajamas, exposing her fair skin to the air, as thin as creamy fat, faintly There is a faint fragrance of fire lotus and a faint medicinal fragrance, which makes people deeply intoxicated.
Ouyang Shaochen's pupils were as deep as a pond in an instant, and his powerful arms suddenly tightened, holding Murong Xue tightly in his arms. The faint fragrance of black bamboo filled every part of her lips, making her madly and fiercely Almost can't bear it.
Murong Xue's slender body trembled lightly, her heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst into her chest, her misty eyes were stained with mist...
Looking at her slightly flushed little face due to shortness of breath, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a smile in his eyes, and slowly loosened the restraint, his movements were as gentle as spring rain falling, gently and softly.
Murong Xue was gradually intoxicated by Ouyang Shaochen's tenderness, her arms slowly wrapped around Ouyang Shaochen's thin waist, and she responded jerky but still enthusiastic.
A smile flashed in the depths of Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and he tightly surrounded Murong Xue, deepening the intimacy with each other again, lingering, gentle like water, making people deeply fascinated.
Murong Xue collapsed into Ouyang Shaochen's arms, dizzy and almost suffocated, her light gasps turned into short ones, her beautiful little face was also stained with a rosy color, and she pushed Ouyang Shaochen feebly: " Ouyang... Shaochen..."
Ouyang Shaochen was reluctant to leave her for an inch, staring at her deeply, there seemed to be two clusters of flames burning in his obsidian pupils...
Murong Xue gasped for breath, her blurred pupils gradually regained clarity, she saw Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face like a picture scroll close at hand, her deep pupils were like a deep spring, she looked at her for a moment, as if she wanted to suck her in .
Murong Xue's eyelids twitched violently: "What are you thinking?"
"I'm thinking, time flies so slowly." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, wrapped Murong Xue's waist, and pulled her into his arms. It will take two or three months before she will be ready...
"Senior Ouyang, Miss Murong." The guard's call suddenly came from outside the door.
Ouyang Shaochen frowned displeasedly: "What's the matter?"
"Zhongliang from the Xiliang Kingdom has come outside the city and is about to enter the city!" the guard said in a low voice.
"It came very quickly!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, a flash of meaning flashed in his eyes.
The guard said in a deep voice: "After the Seventh Prince set foot on the land of Xiliang, he began to contact all the loyal descendants..." They have arrived in the capital now, and it is not particularly fast...
Ouyang Shaochen knew it in his heart, and said in a neutral tone: "Do you have something to do?"
"Back to Prince Ouyang, the Seventh Prince, Chu Yan, and Chu Zhao brothers have gone out. Before leaving, they left this letter for the prince to pass on." The guard said in a low voice, and passed a letter through the crack of the door. stuffed in.
Ouyang Shaochen waved his palm lightly, and the letter flew into his hand in an instant. He tore off the cover and glanced at the contents above. His handsome face sank slightly.
"What happened?" Murong Xue asked softly.
Ouyang Shaochen said indifferently: "After Zhongliang came to Beijing this time, there were as many as dozens of people. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the officers and soldiers, Dongfangli asked them to divide into four groups, from the east, south, west, and north gates. Entering the city, the imperial guards spread all over the entire imperial city, and martial law was in place recently, and Dongfang was worried about them, so he and Chu Zhao and Chu Yan split up into three groups, and went to the east, west, and north gates to meet people. , No one went to the last south gate, so he asked the two of us to go there."
Murong Xue nodded understandingly: "Anyway, we're fine here, why don't we just go to the South City Gate." Dongfang Li has many secret guards under his command, but he didn't send them to pick them up, but I personally went to the gate of the city. It seems that the capital is very heavily guarded. It is not easy for the Zhongliang queens to enter the city...
Looking at her sparkling eyes, Ouyang Shaochen frowned: "You are injured, you should not run around..."
"I'm taking a carriage instead of walking to the South City Gate. How can I call it running?" Murong Xue interrupted Ouyang Shaochen disapprovingly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took off her nightgown, and put on a pair of clothes In a long dress of the color of a concubine, she held Ouyang Shaochen's arm and dragged him out: "Let's go, let's go, I've been to Xiliang Kingdom for so long, and I haven't been to the South Gate yet..."
Looking at her excited face, a trace of helplessness flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and he nodded slightly: "Okay!"