"Didn't you go back to Xiaoyao Palace? Why did you come back?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzled.
"Father, mother and concubine fly pigeons to pass on the letter, and we need to spend a few more days in Taiyuan..." Ouyang Shaochen said casually.
Murong Xue: "..."
King Xiaoyao, if Princess Xiaoyao doesn't come back, he will just come to Zhen Guohou's mansion openly and never return at night...
"Are you talking about Master Hou?" Ouyang Shaochen asked softly.
"En!" Murong Xue nodded.
"Do you have any clues?" Ouyang Shaochen continued to ask.
Murong Xue shook her head: "No!" The shadow guards didn't find any clues.
"Father died very badly, and I want to avenge him." Murong Ye said suddenly, his jade-like eyes shone coldly: When his father passed away, he didn't remember much, but he clearly remembered that his father was lying in the cold coffin There, the sword, the sword wounds one after another, and several blood holes were shot out of the chest, and there were not many good spots on the whole body.
If his injuries were on the battlefield, it means that the soldiers in southern Xinjiang were strong and fought fiercely, but if his injuries were caused by someone murdering him, then that person is too cruel...
"Brother, don't worry, we will definitely find out the mastermind behind the scenes and avenge father." Murong Xue patted Murong Ye on the shoulder, comforting softly.
Murong Ye's complexion softened slightly, and he nodded lightly: "En!"
Ouyang Shaochen's complexion was slightly gloomy, he looked at Murong Ye's small white hand on Murong Ye's shoulder for a moment, and the air around him quickly dropped.
Ge Hui's frozen body trembled, and he said in a low voice: "It's getting late, I'm going to order my servants to prepare dinner."
After saying that, he grabbed Murong Ye's wrist and dragged him forward quickly. In the wind came Murong Ye's puzzled question: "Uncle Hui, you ordered the servants to make dinner, why are you dragging me?"
"Take the young master to the kitchen to see if there is anything you particularly want to eat..."
"I'm not picky about food, just ask the kitchen to cook a few dishes for me..."
"Young Master, let's go to the kitchen and have a look..."
The voices of Ge Hui and Murong Ye became farther and farther away until they disappeared.
Murong Xue stared at the sky speechlessly, Uncle Hui took Murong Ye to the kitchen to order food, he was clearly startled away by the indifferent aura of the prince beside him...
Looking up at Ouyang Shaochen, she said indifferently: "My lord, you can go back to Xiaoyao Palace, I'm afraid I will take care of you flawlessly tonight."
"Why?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her puzzled.
Murong Xue's eyes were dark: "My brother's mood is very low, I want to comfort him." Murong Ye is just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old child who lost his father for ten years. Once he learned that his father's death was strange, It must be very uncomfortable...
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously: "Uncle Hui will persuade him, so you don't need to work hard..."
Murong Xue shook her head disapprovingly: "Uncle Hui is an elder, so we may not have common topics with Murong Ye. My brother and I are about the same age and know our weaknesses well. It is most appropriate for me to comfort Murong Ye..."
Looking into her shining eyes, Ouyang Shaochen had a meaningful flash in his eyes: "Are you really going to comfort your brother?"
"En!" Murong Xue didn't know why he asked this question, but she nodded.
"Then I'll go with you." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, holding Murong Xue's little hand, leading her to walk forward quickly.
Murong Xue's bright little face darkened in an instant: Hui Bo dragged Murong Ye away, just to stay away from Ouyang Shaochen and avoid his coldness, if she brought Ouyang Shaochen in front of Murong Ye and Hui Bo, the two of them would be sure. Will change places again, how can she comfort Murong Ye...
"It's getting late, I'm going to have dinner first, and then go to comfort my elder brother, the prince should go back home for dinner soon..."
"Father, mother and concubine are all in Taiyuan, Xiaoyao Palace is a bit deserted, you also eat alone, let's go together." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, took Murongxue by the hand, and walked on the road to Luoxue Pavilion.
Murong Xueming's pretty face was slightly dark: Ouyang Shaochen would definitely stay here after eating at her place. She and Ouyang Shaochen shared the same room and slept on the same bed before they got married. The princess knows, it's very bad. After all, the ancients were more conservative in their thinking, and they would not accept cohabitation before marriage...
"My father, mother and concubine knew that we are close, so they wouldn't mind." Ouyang Shaochen seemed to have seen what Murong Xue was thinking, and gently wrapped her arms around her waist, comforting her mysteriously.
Warm breath sprayed on Murong Xue's little face, her face was reddish, and she pushed him angrily: "But I don't mind... You should go back to Xiaoyao Palace."
Looking at her angry and beautiful eyes, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a smile, lightly pressed his forehead against hers, and said lightly: "It's not impossible for me to go back to the palace, but you have to promise me one condition. "
"What condition?" Murong Xue raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
"I usually like to have a drink, let's have a drink competition, if you win, I will listen to you!" Ouyang Shaochen said calmly.
Murong Xue's face was gloomy when she heard this, she knew that Ouyang Shaochen's conditions were not so easy to agree to, she was poisoned by the cold, and she didn't have much capacity for alcohol at all, Ouyang Shaochen was drinking with her, and it wasn't just to trick her and make her lose Well.
Black-bellied Ouyang Shaochen is really pissed off... Wait, she might not lose in the drinking competition.
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled up into a weird smile, and she raised her eyebrows to look at Ouyang Shaochen: "It's okay to try drinking, but I also have a condition."
"What conditions?" Ouyang Shaochen asked.
"Use the wine in my room." Murong Xue paused every word, the corners of her mouth curled up in a graceful arc, like a little fox plotting tricks.
A smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes: "Okay!"
Murong Xue walked into Luoxue Pavilion with a slight smile, took out two wine jars from the corner, put one jar in front of Ouyang Shaochen, and put the other jar in front of herself.
Ouyang Shaochen opened the wine jar, poured out a glass of transparent wine, and the faint aroma of the wine instantly filled the room: "This is the new 'Moonlight' brewed in the winery."
Moonlight wine is brewed from Qionghua, soft in the mouth, very light in taste, and excellent in taste. It is the favorite of literati in the capital.
"Good eyesight!" Murong Xue praised softly, opened the wine jar in front of her, and poured out the wine inside, only to see that the wine was golden yellow, faintly mixed with golden particles. Good-looking, with a touch of fruity aroma wafting from the cup, fresh and pleasant...
Ouyang Shaochen looked at the golden-yellow wine, and frowned slightly: "For the sake of drinking, you have to drink the same wine. Why did you take two jars of different wine?"