"Then stop for a while and wait until tomorrow." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and gently kissed Murong Xue's fair neck, smudged with bright red plum blossoms .
Murong Xue's face was gloomy, and she pushed Ouyang Shaochen hard: "You can't wait... wait for me to finish speaking... I will finish it soon..."
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously, and put his arms around Murong Xue's waist tightly: "We have plenty of time... It won't be too late to talk about it tomorrow..."
Murong Xue still wanted to explain why, but Ouyang Shaochen's lips touched her lips, swallowing everything she wanted to say...
The clear water in the pool instantly became scorching hot, and there were huge ripples on the calm water surface. The petals on the water surface kept shaking, and the shadows of the night pearls were reflected, dazzling and dazzling.
When Murong Xue woke up, it was already broad daylight, and the bright sunlight shone on the big bed through the lattice window. She rubbed her sore forehead, looked sideways, and saw that Ouyang Shaochen had woken up early and was wearing white underwear. Yi, sat beside her and read a book: "What time is it?"
Ouyang Shaochen put down his book, and glanced lightly outside the house: "It's just now (from 7:00 am to 9:00 am), it's still early, you can sleep a little longer."
"I'm rested, and I'm not sleepy anymore." Murong Xue said leisurely, and sat up slowly. When she and A Li climbed the cliff, although her spirit was tense, she rested every night and was not particularly tired. When I came to the other hospital and rested for a night, my spirit and physical strength almost recovered, but it was Ouyang Shaochen: "You came to Turkic from Qingyan, you haven't rested for seven days and seven nights, why don't you sleep more?" Obviously more tired than her , unexpectedly woke up earlier than her...
The thin silk quilt slid down, revealing Murong Xue's body covered with bruises. Ouyang Shaochen bent his mouth, took a white underwear and put it on her body, gently took her into his arms, and said lightly: "I practice martial arts, no matter how tired I am, I can recover after a night of rest."
"Really!" Murong Xue's eyes were full of astonishment, and deep envy rose in her heart. She almost forgot that people who practiced martial arts in ancient times possessed inner strength, and the deeper the inner strength, the easier it is to recover their spirit and physical strength. They are a few times stronger than ordinary people ten times.
She seems to have half of Ouyang Shaochen's internal strength, but her resilience is much worse than Ouyang Shaochen's...
"Shaochen, when will I have the same deep inner strength as you?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen with sparkling eyes and asked.
Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment, then said lightly: "You should be almost done after practicing your inner strength for twenty or thirty years."
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "Haven't you only practiced for more than ten years?" Why did she have to practice for twenty or thirty years
"Practicing internal skills depends on aptitude. With your aptitude, it takes 20 to 30 years to develop the same internal strength as mine, which is already very good..." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and Murong Xue's beautiful face instantly It got dark: If you want to say that she has poor aptitude, you can just say it directly, but even mocked her in a roundabout way...
Murong Xue was furious, grabbed Ouyang Shaochen's waist, and pinched it hard, thinking, his waist is so hard, she can't pinch it no matter how hard she squeezes...
"My son, my concubine, that woman has awakened." Wuhen's respectful report came from outside the door.
Murong Xue was startled at first: a woman? What woman
Then it occurred to her that the woman was the one she had saved from the boys in short shirts.
The Turkic doctors are good at medicine, they saved the injured so badly: "Is she still resting in the guest room?"
"No, she is outside the courtyard, coming to thank the prince, the concubine for saving his life." Wuhen replied truthfully.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows lightly, she came to thank her just after waking up, that woman is a grateful people: "Let her in."
Murong Xue put on her dress as quickly as possible, combed her hair in a bun, took Ouyang Shaochen's arm to the front hall, and sat on the main seat.
The woman was wearing a green maid dress, and walked in with the support of two rough envoys. Her face was pale, her lips were pale, and two deep bloodstains had been drawn on her delicate face, saying no. It's hideous...
The woman knelt in front of Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue, and kowtowed heavily: "My servant, thank you son, madam for saving my life."
Ouyang Shaochen's expression was calm, he took a sip of tea, and didn't even look at the woman.
Murong Xue's eyes were cold, she looked at the woman lightly and said: "Which mansion are you from, how did you become like this?"
"Mrs. Hui, the maidservant's name is A Huan. She is the dowry maid of the eldest daughter-in-law of the Minister of the Ministry of Officials. The son of Shangshu, Cui Pu, is vicious and brutal. He likes to abuse women the most. He kills several of them every night. The servant girl is just one of them..." Ah Huan spoke in a low voice, with imperceptible fear in her hoarse voice.
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "Your miss, don't you care about your life?" Anyway, she is also Mrs. Cui Pu's dowry maid...
Ah Huan smiled wryly: "Although Cui Pu married my young lady, he never respected her. He beat and kicked my young lady every day until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen. The young lady could not even save her own life. How can she save us... "
Murong Xue frowned even tighter. She knew that the Turks were tough, but if this kind of toughness was reflected in beating women, it would be disgusting: "Then why didn't she ask her natal family for help?" , but high-ranking officials and aristocrats also like marriages very much. Those who can marry with the Minister of the Ministry of Officials are definitely not ordinary people. As long as Miss Naru is willing to ask for help, she should be able to get rid of such a tragic life.
Ah Huan's wry smile grew stronger: "Miss naturally asked her natal family for help, but Miss's father and brother are not high-ranking officials and dare not offend the Shang Shufu, so naturally they never came forward to negotiate peace or seek justice for Miss..."
how so
Murong Xue frowned tightly, her natal family was weak, she didn't dare to stand up for her married daughter, and she had only heard about the fact that her married daughter was tortured in her husband's house before, but she didn't expect to see it today: "Your Miss How about now?"
"I was seriously injured and stayed in bed. It's not very good!" Ah Huan said in a low voice, with a melancholy tone: "Of the four dowry maids who married with Miss back then, only one maidservant is still alive, and the other three have all been arrested. Cui Pu killed..."
how so
Murong Xue frowned tightly, her natal family was weak, she didn't dare to stand up for her married daughter, and she had only heard about the fact that her married daughter was tortured in her husband's house before, but she didn't expect to see it today: "Your Miss How about now?"
"I was seriously injured and stayed in bed. It's not very good!" Ah Huan said in a low voice, with a melancholy tone: "Of the four dowry maids who married with Miss back then, only one maidservant is still alive, and the other three have all been arrested. Cui Pu killed..."