Murong Ye is still young, although he has honed in the military camp for a period of time and has developed good martial arts, but his temperament is not mature enough, his ability is fair, but he is not to be feared. On the contrary, Murong Xue, who is young and capable, Every time she, Jian'er, and Rou'er fight against Murong Xue, they lose miserably. Murong Xue is a serious problem.
"Whether it's to suppress the Marquis' Mansion or to avenge Rou'er, Murong Xue must be removed first!" Du Shi paused every word, his eyes were cold.
"I know!" Murong Jian nodded lightly: he has fought Murong Xue brothers and sisters many times, he knows how powerful Murong Xue is, and all the methods he thinks of are only aimed at Murong Xue.
"Murong Xue now has shadow guards to protect you, so you have to recruit more powerful guards to protect yourself. Don't be careless." Du Shi solemnly urged.
Murong Jian nodded: "Mother, don't worry!" No matter what he said, he is also the second son of Lao Zhen Guohou. Although he lost his official position and was demoted to be an idler at home, he still has some contacts and influence, and quietly plots against Murong Xue. , no problem at all...
Looking at his serious face, Du Shi felt sore: "It's all my mother's fault for being useless. She failed to grasp Murong Xue's shortcomings and weaknesses, and put her to death early, causing your brothers and sisters to lose their positions. …”
Murong Xue's shortcomings, weaknesses!
Murong Jian's eyes suddenly lit up: "Mother, I have thought of a way to deal with Murong Xue."
Zhen Guohou's Mansion, Luoxue Pavilion.
Murong Xue was sitting at the stone table under the viburnum tree, casually flipping through the pages of the book, sipping tea, the pale golden sunlight shone on her body through the mottled leaves, hazy and indescribably beautiful.
There was a sudden sound of light footsteps, and it was the servant girl Anxiang who walked over quickly: "Miss, the Turkic prince asks to see you."
Murong Xue paused suddenly when she was tasting tea. It has been several months, and the Turkic prince is still staying in Qingyan Capital. She is very patient, but she is not interested in seeing him: "Just say I'm not here..."
"Miss Murong is obviously drinking tea in the yard, how can you say she's not here?" Accompanied by a playful voice, a black figure flew into the yard, and landed lightly in front of Murong Xue, with a rough face and piercing eyes, It is the great prince of Turkic.
The shadow guards hidden in the dark were about to show up, but Murong Xue quietly stopped them, and looked at the eldest prince indifferently: "Is the eldest prince trespassing without permission when he visits other people's homes?"
The eldest prince shook his head: "Of course not. This prince seldom visits other people's houses. The Zhen Guohou Mansion is the first..." Luoxue Pavilion was also the first courtyard he forcibly broke into. It can't be his fault. Who told Murong Xue to lie, I don't want to see him anymore.
Looking at the playful eyes of the eldest prince, Murong Xue's expression was indifferent, and she didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being caught lying: "I don't know why the eldest prince came to Zhen Guohou's mansion?"
"Looking for you to catch up on the past!" The eldest prince said with a smile, and sat down opposite Murong Xue unceremoniously, and the hot wind brought by him crossed the stone table and rushed towards Murong Xue.
Murong Xue frowned in displeasure: "I don't think there is anything old between me and the eldest prince."
The eldest prince shook his head in disapproval: "You know this prince, and this prince knows you, and this prince knows almost everyone you know. There are so many common topics between us, how can we say that there is nothing old to talk about? "
"Just met a few times, not even friends, even if we know the same people, we have no old friends." Murong Xue replied unceremoniously.
Looking at her firm gaze, the eldest prince raised his eyebrows, and said leisurely: "If you don't recount the past, let's talk about the past. Let's talk about something new. When this prince came to Zhen Guohou's mansion, he passed by Prince Jing's mansion. Bai Banan, the inside and outside were full of people who went to offer their condolences, and after inquiring, I found out that it was Old Prince Jing who had passed away, why didn't you, the daughter of the Marquis of Zhenguo, go to offer condolences?"
"Because our Zhenguohou's Mansion and Prince Jing's Mansion fell out, there is no need to go to express our condolences." Murong Xue replied casually.
So it is!
The eldest prince nodded understandingly, seeing Murong Xue's face was slightly ugly, and he didn't want to mention the matter of Old Prince Jing, he suddenly remembered his purpose of coming to Zhen Guohou's Mansion: "I heard that you are going to marry Ouyang Shaochen, the son of Prince Xiaoyao. ?”
"En." Murong Xue nodded lightly: "Did the eldest prince receive a happy post?"
The wedding invitations for their marriage were written long ago, and they only need to fill in the date before they can be sent to various houses. Ouyang Shaochen said when he parted from her yesterday that he should send out the invitations as soon as possible.
"Yes, this prince received an invitation card from Xiaoyao Palace early this morning." The eldest prince said sullenly, looking at Murong Xue for a moment: "Do you really want to marry Ouyang Shaochen?"
"Of course!" Murong Xue nodded.
"Ouyang Shaochen is just a son of the royal family. No matter how powerful he is in the future, he will only be a prince. If you marry him, you can only be a princess and take charge of the backyard of the palace. If you marry this prince, you can be the queen of the Turks and take charge of the entire Turkic king. Ting..." The eldest prince looked at Murong Xue, honest and seductive.
Murong Xue's eyes were cold and cold: "Thank you for the kindness of the eldest prince. I married Ouyang Shaochen because of people who like him, not because of his family status and rights. The eldest prince is the future Turkic king, and there will definitely be many girls." If I like it, I won’t join in the fun…”
"But what should I do if the prince only likes you?" The eldest prince looked at Murong Xue with an imperceptible interest in his eyes.
The Turkic prince only met her a few times before and after, and he has a deep affection for her, so he won't marry unless she is the only one? Don't be kidding, she doesn't have that much charm. The eldest prince is a Turkic aristocrat. He has seen many beauties since he was a child. No matter how beautiful her appearance is, it is impossible for the romantic and affectionate eldest prince to value her so much. The eldest prince is testing her and teasing her. .
"The eldest prince grew up in Turkic. He rarely saw the beauty of Qingyan. He liked me, but it was just an illusion. When he saw more of the beauty of Qingyan, the eldest prince would understand that what I said was true." Murong Xue said with a slight smile. He said, and raised his voice to order: "Come here, send the eldest prince to the street to find his good match."
Does he like Qingyan beauty? She sent him to the street full of beauties in Qingyan, and let him have a good time.
"Yes!" Two shadow guards came out from the darkness, grabbed the eldest prince's shoulders from left to right, and dragged him out quickly!
"Don't, don't, don't... Murong Xue, this prince really likes you..." The eldest prince struggled vigorously, but he couldn't break free from the grip of the shadow guards. He could only let the shadow guards drag him further and further away. Far…
Sitting in front of the stone table, Murong Xue looked at the eldest prince who was struggling desperately with teeth and claws, and slightly narrowed his eyes: "The eldest prince recovered very quickly."
When Ouyang Shaochen nailed him to the wall, he was wounded to the brink of death, and he was only half breathed. No matter how strong his body is, no matter how good the medicine is for recuperation, he should not be able to recover so quickly.
"Which doctor was the one who showed him the injury?"