Murong Xue's eyes flickered slightly, Xiaoyao Wang's Mansion and Zhen Guohou's Mansion were married, she and Ouyang Shaochen discussed marriage, she knew it clearly, Ouyang Shaochen said she didn't know, he was just trying to excuse her, after all, she and Ouyang Shaochen Shaochen discusses the marriage, and then runs to the palace to attend the concubine selection banquet, everyone will definitely say that she has a flamboyant personality...
"It's getting late, don't bother the emperor to choose the concubine, Shaochen said goodbye." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, grabbed Murongxue's little hand, and dragged her to walk out quickly.
Under the pale golden sunlight, Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue walked away lightly, snow-colored brocade robes and water-green long skirts fluttering with the breeze, looking from a distance, they looked like a pair of intimate young couples.
Everyone sighed softly when they saw it: the best of the noble ladies from Qingyan's family was actually preempted by Ouyang Shizi, and she can no longer be a concubine, what a pity...
Wait, if Prince Ouyang marries Murong Xue, doesn't that mean that Murong Xue is going to marry Prince Ouyang! Ouyang Shizi is going to get married!
Ahhh... They also admire Ouyang Shizi and dream of becoming his other half, but they didn't expect Ouyang Shizi to settle the marriage so quietly, and her heart was broken...
The emperor looked at the two people who were walking away, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, he chose concubines for the princes today, and Ouyang Shaochen also made a marriage today, and the woman he chose was the one he was most satisfied with, It's a coincidence that she wants to be chosen as the princess!
Ye Yichen looked at the water-green figure in the sunlight, his handsome face sank slightly, the wine glass in his hand shattered at the sound, and the coldness shot from his sharp eyes: Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue!
Outside the palace, Ouyang Shaochen dragged Murong Xue into the carriage, lowered the curtains, blocking the view from inside and outside, he approached Murong Xue step by step, with a dangerous look in his eyes: "Which prince do you want to marry?"
Murong Xue's eyelids twitched violently, with a bad premonition in her heart, she hurriedly shook her head: "I don't want to marry anyone."
"Then why did you come to the concubine selection banquet?" Ouyang Shaochen paused every word, every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Murong Xue's heart hard, her body trembled, and she backed away unknowingly go.
"I didn't know that the banquet was held in the Imperial Garden, and I didn't know that today's Hundred Flowers Banquet is the banquet for the prince to choose a concubine!" If she knew, she would have left the palace by a remote path, and would never set foot in the Imperial Garden...
"Really?" Ouyang Shaochen was dubious.
"Yeah, it's truer than gold!" Murong Xue nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Then how do you explain that you shined brightly at the banquet?" Ouyang Shaochen Qingyue's voice contained a hint of coolness: If you really entered the Hundred Flowers Banquet by mistake and don't want to be a princess, you should keep a low profile and be an invisible talent.
"I was forced by Lu Wanwan. She provoked me. I couldn't get angry. If I fight back, I will become what you call a great glory." Murong Xue said in a low voice, retreating to the corner, with no way out .
Ouyang Shaochen was close at hand, looking down at her: "Is that really the case?"
The faint scent of black bamboo lingers around her body, and her warm breath sprays on her cheeks. Murong Xue's eyes flashed, and she said confidently: "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can go to the imperial garden and ask, those daughters, sons, maids, guards, They all saw that I was forced by Lu Wanwan to answer the question."
Ouyang Shaochen's complexion softened slightly, and his voice softened: "From now on, don't enter the palace less, and have less contact with princes..."
"I know!" Murong Xue replied casually, she didn't want to have too much contact with the princes, but she happened to meet, there was nothing she could do...
"My son, my lord, did my concubine really go to my house to propose marriage?" Speaking of the prince, Murong Xue suddenly remembered what Ouyang Shaochen said in the imperial garden.
"Of course!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded slightly.
Murong Xue's pretty willow eyebrows frowned: "Do they know that I have cold poison?"
"I know." Ouyang Shaochen nodded: "I told them!"
"Then they are still willing to let me marry into Xiaoyao Palace?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen without blinking, not letting go of any expression on his face.
"En!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded.
"Didn't mention the side concubine, aunt?" Murong Xue continued to ask, looking at Ouyang Shaochen more seriously.
A clear smile flashed across Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, he stretched out his long arms, wrapped her around her waist, and hugged her into his arms, his voice was as soft as a breeze: "My father, the king, and my mother and concubine have lived together for twenty years, and they love each other very much. They can't get a third person between them, and they understand that the relationship between husband and wife is more important. Only when there are lovers together can it be called a real family. They won't force me to accept a side concubine, auntie..."
Murong Xue's beautiful face was slightly bitter: "But I..."
"They won't mind. Now they only care about whether their son can find a woman he likes, whether he can be like them, happy for a lifetime, and his heirs will follow fate. If not, they will not force it." Ouyang Shaochen looked Looking at Murong Xue, comforting her softly, her pitch-black pupils were as deep as ink.
"Really?" Murong Xue still didn't quite believe his words.
"Of course it's true. What would I lie to you about this kind of thing!" Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, his chin lightly resting on Murong Xue's shoulder, and the hand around her waist tightened even more.
An unspeakable sweetness welled up in Murong Xue's heart, women who cannot conceive would be disliked in modern times, but the two ancient people, King Xiaoyao and Princess Wang, didn't mind it.
Murong Xue found a comfortable position in Ouyang Shaochen's arms, rested her head on Ouyang Shaochen's chest and said, "Then you tell them, how do they react when I have the cold poison in my body?"
"Hesitated for a while, but I soon felt relieved. After all, I am the one who wants to spend the rest of my life with you, not them. They respect my choice." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
"Your parents are so kind." Murong Xue Qingling's voice revealed envy that couldn't be concealed.
The corners of Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curled up gracefully: "They are the most sensible parents in the world. If you marry into the Xiaoyao Palace, they will not make things difficult for you."
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally: "It's too early to talk about marriage now."
"It's not too early. Propose marriage today. When you get married that day, and then choose an auspicious day, you can get married. There are still three months at most." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "I'm getting married in three months, it's too late."
"Fortunately, three months is enough to prepare for a grand wedding..." Ouyang Shaochen Qingyue's voice was a little joyful, but Murong Xue frowned slightly: What she was worried about was not whether the wedding would be grand or not, but , getting married in three months, it's really too early, too soon...
Suddenly there was a moist touch on her lips, Murong Xue came back to her senses, looked down, and saw Ouyang Shaochen was kissing her lips lightly...