The slender jade-like hand gently pulled the ribbon around Murong Xue's waist, and the smoky purple dress slid off her shoulders, revealing her delicate collarbone and large snow-white skin. With a wave, the red curtain slowly fell, covering the entire room from the sunlight, and half of the room from the spring scenery...
The smoky purple dress and the snow-colored gown were thrown out of the curtain, and they were placed on the brocade bench at one side without any mistakes...
In the red tent, the handsome man and the beautiful woman cuddled closely together...
"Ugh... it hurts..." the woman cried out in pain, a trace of pain appeared in her bewildered beautiful eyes, and crystal clear teardrops slipped from the corners of her eyes and fell into her temples.
"Don't be afraid..." Ouyang Shaochen's voice was low, with a touch of forbearance, he gently kissed away the crystal water drops from the corners of her eyes, and the soft kiss became lingering and fiery.
"Your Majesty!" Shen Lixue looked at Ouyang Shaochen, her face was flushed, her eyes were misty, her long eyelashes were stained with water droplets, she was weak and graceful.
"Call me by my name!" Ouyang Shaochen bewitched softly, his slender hands lightly outlined her slender figure, and his fiery lips gradually kissed deeper and deeper.
"Shaochen... Ouyang Shaochen... I'm sorry..." Shen Lixue groaned softly, her smoky eyes filled with apology: for her, he will lose the peerless martial arts that everyone envies...
"It's okay, as long as you're alive." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, holding her slender body tightly, and pulling her into the fog that is getting deeper and further away...
Outside the red tent, the room was full of silence. The smoky purple dress on the stool overlapped with the snow-colored robe, which was indescribably pleasing to the eye. The pale golden sunlight shone into the room through the lattice windows, rendering a beautiful spring scene...
Under the golden sunlight, a crimson figure pierced the sky and flew towards Xiaoyao Wangfu. It was about to fly into the mansion. Dozens of dark guards in black rushed out and waved their swords to stop it. over him.
The man in purple, that is, Ye Yichen, looked gloomy, and with a light wave of his palm, dozens of invisible internal forces shot out, hitting the dark guards mercilessly.
The hidden guards did not show any weakness, swiped their long swords, and struck at the invisible internal force. In an instant, Ye Yichen and the hidden guards of the palace began to fight, and the fierce fighting sound was carried far and far with the breeze...
"Stop!" A cold male voice resounded through the sky suddenly.
Everyone paused and looked up, only to see Xiaoyao Wang striding out, his eyes were cold, not angry, he stood on the steps in front of the palace, looked down at Ye Yichen and said, "So it's Jing My lord, I don't know what the so-called Prince Jing forcibly broke into Xiaoyao Palace?"
Ye Yichen was bathed in the sun, tall and tall, and met Xiaoyao Wang's eyes, looked over, and said word by word: "This king has a very urgent matter to find Mr. Ouyang, and Wuxia is waiting for his servant to report it, so I force you to do it." Breaking into the Xiaoyao Palace, if you are rude, please also invite the Xiaoyao Prince Haihan!"
I see!
King Xiaoyao nodded understandingly, and looked sideways at the leader of the hidden guards of the palace: "It's important, Xun Feng, go and invite Shaochen over."
"This..." Xun Feng frowned in embarrassment, and said bravely: "My lord, my son... is busy, and the busy matter is extremely urgent. Even if the subordinates call him, he may not be free..."
Xun Feng's words were very cryptic, but Ye Yichen understood what he meant, and his handsome face was slightly gloomy: "It doesn't matter if Mr. Ouyang is inconvenient to come to see this king, this king can go to see him..."
"I'm sorry, Prince Jing, the son just ordered that without his permission, no one is going to come within ten feet of Zhaoyang Hall, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy." The taste of chill.
Ye Yichen's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and he clenched his hands under his sleeves tightly, looking in the direction of Zhaoyang Hall coldly, without saying a word.
Xiaoyao Wang raised his eyebrows: "What exactly is Shaochen doing?"
"My subordinates don't know!" Xun Feng lied without changing his expression, his calm attitude and open expression made King Xiaoyao think that he really didn't know anything.
King Xiaoyao pondered for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Shaochen has always been calm, and he has arranged Zhaoyang Hall so tightly, it can be seen that what he is doing is really urgent, and I am afraid that he will not be able to help Prince Jing. If Prince Jing If you can trust me, you can tell me about the urgent matter, as long as you can help, I will definitely help... "
"Thank you King Xiaoyao for your kindness, but only Ouyang Shaochen can help with what this king said. No matter how good the martial arts are, no matter how powerful the other people are, they can't help..." Seeing that the time was getting late, Ye Yichen had no intention of meeting again. Xiaoyao Wang said more, and with a long leg, he ran towards Xiaoyao Wangfu: "This king is looking for Ouyang Shaochen..."
Xiaoyao Wang's face was slightly gloomy, and he reached out to stop him: "Prince Jing, Shaochen has already said that we don't see any guests..."
"Get out of the way!" Ye Yichen shouted coldly, and slapped Xiaoyao Wang's palm: Ouyang Shaochen has returned to Zhaoyang Palace, and something may happen at any time, he can't wait any longer...
Xiaoyao Wang's sharp eyes narrowed slightly, he dodged Ye Yichen's heavy blow with his backhand, and fought him, more than ten strokes had passed in a flash.
The dark guards were standing not far away, they couldn't see how the two of them made their move, they could only see phantoms flashing back and forth in the mid-air, which made people dazzled...
Suddenly, King Xiaoyao's palm passed Ye Yichen's interception, and hit him hard on the chest, causing him to take four or five steps back, staggering a few times before he stood still, his chest was churning with blood, and Ye Yichen couldn't hold it back. With a 'poof' sound, he spit out a mouthful of blood.
Xiaoyao Wang glanced at him lightly, turned around, and strode towards the mansion, his cold order came in the wind: "Keep the gate, don't let idlers intrude, it's a big deal for the prince."
"Yes!" The hidden guards took the order, and rushed forward to stand in front of the gate of the palace, holding a gleaming long sword in their hands, watching Ye Yichen not far away warily.
Ye Yichen's face was gloomy and terrifying, he opened his clenched hands slightly, and the invisible internal force quickly condensed in his palm, about to hit the hidden guards.
Xu Tianyou rushed over in a hurry, and held him tightly: "My lord... my lord... Ouyang Shaochen has been back home for a quarter of an hour, what should have happened, should have happened, even if you rushed into Xiaoyao Wangfu Zhaoyang Temple, nothing can be changed..."
Ye Yichen's body froze, and he looked up at the sky, only to see the golden sun hanging in the western sky, shining so brightly that his eyes hurt...
Has it been this long? He came late, he used lightness kung fu to rush here as fast as possible, but he was still late!
Ye Yichen's eyes were a little bit sour, he gave a wry smile, stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, traces of crystal water overflowed between his fingers...