Murong Xue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen little by little: "You actually drank all the juice in the jar!"
"I think the taste is not bad, so I drank a few more cups, and I finished it without knowing it." Ouyang Shaochen said calmly, but Murong Xue's face was gloomy when he heard it. It was half a jug of juice, and he unexpectedly I drank all of it, and didn't even leave a glass for her...
"How is your juice wine made?" Ouyang Shaochen asked softly, ignoring her gloomy expression.
Murong Xue was angry in her heart, she glared at him angrily and said, "What kind of brewing is it? You are a majestic Prince of Xiaoyao, you have drank countless fine wines, don't you think that the juice doesn't have half the smell of alcohol?"
"You mean, juice wine is not wine?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, without any emotion in his calm voice, as if he had guessed it would be so.
"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded lightly: "Juice is the juice squeezed out of fruits, it has nothing to do with wine..."
She originally thought that what Ouyang Shaochen drank was wine, no matter how good he was, he would get drunk sometimes, but she drank fruit juice, no matter how bad he was, he would never get drunk, but unexpectedly, halfway through drinking, he would be drunk Ouyang Shaochen saw through...
"Comparing juice with me, you're smart!" Ouyang Shaochen squinted at Murong Xue.
Murong Xue did not show any weakness, she glared at him and said, "Compete with me, a person who is suffering from cold poison and has absolutely no capacity for alcohol, you are the smart one."
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered, he pretended not to hear her words, and said without changing his expression, "Is there any juice left?"
"Before I left, I squeezed several jars." Murong Xue glanced at the empty corner of the wall: "But now it seems that only the jar just now is left, and the rest have been drunk by the maids of Luoxue Pavilion..." The juice was put If it takes too long, it will deteriorate. Before she left, she told Hongxiu, the fragrance, remember to drink juice...
Ouyang Shaochen frowned: "Then can you squeeze juice?" The juice tastes very good, not worse than Fengya wine...
"Of course I can, but you have to bring the fruit first." The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curved slightly: It's early spring, but it's not the season for fruit...
"There are a lot of fruits stored in the warehouse of the palace, you can squeeze the juice as you like!" Ouyang Shaochen said softly.
Murong Xue's complexion was gloomy, and she almost forgot that famous nobles like to store vegetables and fruits so that they can eat vegetables and fruits in the cold winter. Xiaoyao Wangfu is a palace, so naturally they also store vegetables and fruits: "After squeezing, give me half of the juice .”
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded without the slightest hesitation: "Are you going to the palace to squeeze the juice, or let the guards deliver the fruit to the Zhenguohou's mansion?"
"I'll go to the palace to squeeze it. You can ask the guards to prepare the fruit, and the jar will do." The process of squeezing the juice is not troublesome, Murong Xue can do it anywhere, and there is no need for the guards to move the fruit and the jar around: "The juice that is freshly squeezed and drunk tastes the best. Let the guards prepare the amount for a day or two. You don't need to prepare too much."
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, seeing that Murong Xue was wearing thin clothes, he took a slightly thicker cloak and put it on Murong Xue...
The sun was rising gradually, after Murong Xue bathed and freshened up, she walked out of Zhen Guohou's mansion and walked forward slowly.
"Xue'er, don't you want to take a carriage? The palace is a bit far from here!" Ouyang Shaochen asked puzzled.
"Before I left Beijing, I ordered a few small iron nets for squeezing juice in the iron shop in front of me. They should have been ready. Take them and take the carriage." Murong Xue said leisurely, holding Ouyang Shaochen , walked forward quickly.
Pedestrians on the street are bustling, coming and going, the warm wind blows, bringing the faint fragrance of flowers, and the golden sun shines on the body, making it warm.
Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaochen walked side by side, their jet-black hair fluttering in the wind, their stunning faces were even more dazzling under the scorching sun, the sky-blue long skirt and snow-colored robe complement each other, causing many passers-by to stop and watch, one after another Sigh: What a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven...
Suddenly, like the wind, a gray figure ran over from behind, knocked Murong Xue away, and hurried forward, the wide gray cloak was blown by the gust of wind he brought, and disappeared into the corner in the blink of an eye not see…
Murong Xue looked at that corner, her cold eyes narrowed sharply: This figure from the back is so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere...
"Woof woof... woof woof..." The ferocious dog barking sounded, and Murong Xue suddenly came back to her senses, only to see big, dirty, colorless dogs coming out of all the alleys, coming out, bared With sharp teeth and eyes full of fierceness, he rushed towards Murong Xue...
Murong Xue's eyes froze, she raised her foot and kicked the big dog that was running in front, and rolled it away three or four meters away, barking loudly, turned over and stood up, and once again threw herself at Murong viciously Snow…
"The mad dog has bitten someone, run, run..." The shocked people woke up like a dream, screaming, and fled in all directions, and the whole scene became a mess in an instant.
Ouyang Shaochen's gaze sank, and the hand under the sleeve was about to open, Murong Xue hurriedly reached out to stop him, and kicked the ferocious dogs methodically, kicking them several meters away...
The ferocious dogs seemed to know no pain, barking and screaming, and rushed towards Murong Xue viciously...
Wuhen stopped the carriage, leaped into the battle ring, kicked away the ferocious dogs, and said puzzledly: "Miss Murong, what's going on?"
This street is the most famous bustling commercial street in the capital, surrounded by luxury shops and high-ranking official residences, and all the pedestrians coming and going are glamorous or not. Even if there is a dog, it is a healthy, shiny and expensive dog, not like a dog. Now such a dirty, vicious begging dog.
"What else can happen? Someone is plotting against me." Murong Xue said casually, and kicked away a fierce dog that was close at hand.
Wuhen's sharp eyes narrowed sharply: "Who is plotting against you?"
"I don't know." Murong Xue shook her head: she didn't see that black hand at all.
"Then how did he plan on you?" Wuhen asked.
Murong Xue's eyes were dark: "A stranger bumped into me just now, and then a big fierce dog appeared... It seems that he should have sprinkled medicine powder on me to attract fierce dogs..."
The medicine powder has been dyed on her body for so long, but she didn't see a single trace, nor smell the slightest smell. It seems that the medicine powder is very exquisitely made...
"That man is too vicious." Wuhen was filled with righteous indignation: the ferocious dogs in front of him are all wild and inhumane, and under the stimulation of the medicine powder, they will definitely bite people ferociously until they bite people to death , killed...
"Yes!" Murong Xue's eyes were cold: she was walking well on the street, but that man ran out out of nowhere, sprinkled things on her body, and attracted dogs to bite her, it was really deceiving!
That man wants to court death, so she will fulfill him!