Ouyang Shaochen was about to leave, when he heard her words, he suddenly stopped, looked at her awkward expression, a smile appeared in his eyes, and said lightly: "Okay!"
Ouyang Shaochen walked into the Hou's mansion and walked side by side with Murong Xue, a little bit of golden light surrounded the two of them with a faint halo, hazy and beautiful like a picture scroll.
The maids serving dishes and sweeping, the nuns couldn't help but stop and watch, their eyes full of amazement, in a corner where no one was paying attention, a rough servant girl sneaked into the Yutang courtyard and reported the news to Mrs. Du!
Upon hearing her words, Mrs. Du narrowed her shrewd eyes slightly: "Ouyang Shaochen came to the Hou's Mansion at the invitation of Murong Xue, did you read it correctly?"
"Returning to the old lady, you can't be wrong!" The little girl nodded heavily: Ouyang Shaochen is such a noble man from Tsinghua University, he is the only one in the world, how could she be wrong.
"What's going on?" Mrs. Du frowned tightly. Didn't it mean that Prince Xiaoyao was so lonely and arrogant that even the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the Manchu Dynasty didn't bother to pay attention to him? How could he accept Murong Xue's invitation
"What else can happen? A hero is sad and a beauty passes." Murong Jian who was sitting next to him suddenly said: Ouyang Shaochen's concern and love for Murong Xue, he has seen clearly for a long time, Ouyang Shaochen is definitely right Murong Xue is interested.
Mrs. Du shook her head in disapproval: "Ouyang Shaochen has traveled around the world, and he has seen as many beautiful women as Guo Jiang Zhiqing. Would he still like a girl who is only fourteen years old?"
"You can't say that. Murong Xue's appearance is seven or eight points like her mother Shen's. She is a rare beauty in the world. Ouyang Shaochen has traveled all over the world, and he may not have seen many people who are more beautiful than her..." Murong Jian's eyes were dim .
Du's complexion darkened in an instant: She didn't want to believe it, but she had to admit that Murong Xue had a good-looking face, and when she saw Murong Xue, she would lose her mind for a moment, let alone young men, if it wasn't for Murong Xue who was weak and sick , lived in Luoxue Pavilion for a long time, and didn't like to go out. She has long been known as a stunning beauty, and her reputation is all over the capital.
"With Ouyang Shaochen backing Murong Xue, we won't be able to attack her anymore, otherwise, wouldn't we be seeking our own death." The little cheap hooves are smart enough to have found such a powerful backer.
"Not necessarily!" Murong Jian smiled slightly, unfathomable: "Men, they always like the new and dislike the old. Ouyang Shaochen must be more novel than true to Murong Xue. As long as our people can attract Ouyang Shaochen, you don't have to worry about it." I can't deal with Murong Xue."
Du Shi's eyes lit up: "You mean..."
"That's right!" Murong Jian nodded, looked at Song Qingyan with a smile, and looked up and down without any trace.
Song Qingyan was very uncomfortable being looked at by him, and she couldn't help but feel her clothes tightening: "Uncle, why are you looking at me like this?"
"Qingyan has grown up too." Murong Jian said this inexplicably, smiling with a deep meaning.
"That's right, it's about to be the age to say goodbye!" Shi Du took his words with a smile, and the smile in his eyes grew deeper.
Song Qingyan's beautiful face instantly blushed, and she was infinitely shy: "Grandma, you are making fun of me again..."
"Grandmother is just telling the truth, how can I make fun of you!" Mrs. Du looked at her blushing face and smiled all over her face: "Qingyan, do you like Mr. Ouyang?"
Song Qingyan was startled, Ouyang Shaochen's poetic and picturesque face appeared in front of her eyes, her complexion turned redder, but a trace of bitterness welled up in her heart: "Is there any woman who would not like such an excellent man as Mr. Ouyang, but Mr. Ouyang, you can't see it." Fuck me..."
"You haven't tried it, how do you know that he doesn't like you!" Murong Jian interrupted her, with a bewitching tone in his deep voice.
Song Qingyan was startled: "What does uncle mean?"
"The relationship between a man and a woman is born in mutual contact. You and Ouyang Shaochen didn't even say a few words. How could he have a crush on you?" Murong Jian raised his eyebrows and looked at her, talking eloquently: " If you want someone to like you, you have to talk to him more, get in touch with him more, let him remember you... "
Song Qingyan suddenly realized, yes, she didn't say a few words to Shizi, Yan knew that Shizi would not like her.
"Thank you uncle for your guidance. Qingyan has something to do, so I'm leaving first!" Song Qingyan blessed her body, and ran out quickly, with a lot of excitement and joy in her eyes: Ouyang Shizi is in Zhen Guohou's mansion, she can be fair and honest. Get close to him, snatch him away from Murong Xue, and hit Murong Xue hard...
Watching her gradually running away, Du's eyes were full of worry: "Can Ouyang Shaochen see Qingyan?"
It's not that she underestimates her granddaughter, it's that Qingyan, among the noble girls in the capital, can't be more ordinary than ordinary, there is nothing outstanding...
"Don't worry, Qingyan won't let us down!" Murong Jian smiled slightly, unpredictable.
Ouyang Shaochen traveled abroad for ten years, read all kinds of women, but he was never close to women. He made an exception until he met Murong Xue. It can be seen that he likes women like Murong Xue!
Although Qing Yan's appearance is not as good as Murong Xue's, but she is about the same age as Murong Xue, and she is Murong Xue's cousin, so she should have some similarities with Murong Xue. As long as she does her best, she should be able to attract Ouyang Shaochen He pulled into their camp and became their powerful backer.
At that time, Murong Xue will lose her support, and she will become a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered by them, and the position of the Marquis of the State is also a matter of hand...
Murong Xue didn't know about Du's mother and son's tricks, so she walked into Luoxue Pavilion leisurely.
"Woof!" A small white figure rushed towards him, and Murong Xue reached out to catch it. Without thinking, the small figure passed her and rushed to Ouyang Shaochen's feet, circling around his clothes non-stop, eyes full of joy !
"You... are familiar with it?" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and looked at Ouyang Shaochen:
It should be the third time he came to her room. The first two times, Bei Bei was obviously not here. How could he be closer than seeing her
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her gloomy little face, a smile appeared in his eyes, he knelt down and touched Beibei's head: "It should be considered familiar, when I picked it up, it was just born and fell on the mountain road On, dying, I took it with me for three months, one day, it ran out to play, and never came back... "
Murong Xue blinked her eyes, she almost knew the next thing, Beibei was caught, sold to the Colosseum, she bought it by accident...
"Since Beibei is yours, you can take it back to Xiaoyaowangfu!" Murong Xue was very reluctant to part with Beibei, but Ouyang Shaochen knew Beibei earlier than her, and he is the real owner of Beibei, so she is not easy to win people's love !
Looking at her unwilling eyes, Ouyang Shaochen curled up a smile: "There are many hidden guards around me, you don't need it, it's better to stay by your side!"
Her troubles are almost dealt with, and there is no need for Beibei for the time being!
Murong Xue was about to speak, when a barely audible sound of breaking wind came to her ears, her eyes froze, and she followed the prestige to look over: "Who is it?"