There is a crabapple tree planted in the small courtyard, and the pink crabapple flowers are fluttering down with the breeze, which is indescribably beautiful and pleasant.
There is a round mahogany table under the crabapple tree. Ouyang Shaochen in a snow suit is sitting in front of the mahogany table, holding a teapot and pouring tea.
Murong Xue was sitting beside Ouyang Shaochen, holding two plates of pastries in her hands, a little golden fox was lying on her shoulder, pointing at the pastry in her left hand with its furry little paw, barking non-stop.
"You like this plate of cakes, then this plate of lotus paste cakes will be given to you." Murong Xue said with a smile, and put the cakes in her left hand to the place closest to Xiaohu.
"Aww." Thank you!
Xiaohu's eyes sparkled instantly, he jumped to the pastry, grabbed the lotus paste cake and ate it happily, seeing the delicacy, Ouyang Shaochen frowned slightly: "I like lotus paste cake!" Cake, you can take it back to your room and eat it, we still have something to discuss... "
"Aww." Discuss what you want, don't pay attention to me.
The little fox said without raising his head, eating the lotus paste cake even more happily.
"What we are discussing is confidential, and it is not appropriate for outsiders to know." Ouyang Shaochen replied coldly, his obsidian-like pupils were stained with frost.
The little fox stopped eating the pastry, raised his head, and glared fiercely at Ouyang Shaochen: "Aww." Am I an outsider
Ouyang Shaochen took a sip of tea gracefully, and said casually: "You are not an outsider, you are an outsider fox."
The little fox frowned in an instant, waved its little paws, and rushed towards Ouyang Shaochen viciously: "Aww." You are the outsider fox, and your whole family is outsider foxes...
"Little fox!" Murong Xue sighed helplessly, and stretched out her hand to stop the little fox. She didn't want to, but she didn't stop it. The little fox rushed towards Ouyang Shaochen, and was about to jump on him. Ouyang Shaochen looked indifferent Yes, as if he hadn't seen Xiaohu, his slender jade hand gently stroked the white porcelain cup in front of him. A drop of hot tea floated up from the cup and hit Xiaohu's forehead fiercely. Wetting the fur and seeping into the skin, the little fox screamed loudly, and quickly ran towards the small bucket not far away...
"Little fox!" Murong Xue whispered, and was about to get up to have a look at it.
Ouyang Shaochen grabbed her shoulders and pressed her down: "Don't worry, Xun Feng will take care of it..."
Murong Xue Gaoxuan's heart relaxed slightly, she turned around, glared at him angrily, and said, "The little fox is only three years old, and he's still an ignorant child. You, an eighteen-year-old, have nothing to do with it. Maimang, that's too much..."
Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously: "It's just a drop of hot tea, let it grow memory, learn to be smart, how can it be considered too much..."
That drop of hot tea was too hot, and the little fox was scalded away!
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen with displeasure, and was about to criticize him a few more words, when she saw a dark blue figure standing outside the courtyard, with a handsome face and a tall and straight figure, it was the Dan who had just separated from them. Taiwan ink.
"Ninth Prince." Murong Xue called softly.
Ouyang Shaochen looked indifferently, glanced at him, and didn't speak.
Tantai Mo didn't mind either, and smiled politely, and walked in slowly: "Concubine Shi Zi, Shi Zi Ouyang, do you still like this guest house?"
Murong Xue smiled softly: "The Ninth Prince has a heart, the guest house is quiet and elegant, and the scenery is pleasant, we like it very much..."
"Just like it." Tantai Mo smiled, and sat down opposite Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue.
Murong Xue picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for Tantai Mo: "This is Tianshan Yunwu Ninth Prince, try it."
"Thank you." Tantai Mo picked up the tea cup and took a sip, the faint tea fragrance permeated in the mouth, making people feel extraordinarily peaceful, Tantai Mo couldn't help but sigh: "Good tea, I haven't had it for a long time Drinking tea so peacefully..."
Murong Xue blinked: "Qian Xuan's battle situation, are you nervous?"
"It's okay." Tantai Mo smiled lightly, with a calm and breezy appearance, but his heart was full of contradictions. The two completely opposite thoughts of asking for money and not asking, in the fierce battle, disturbed him. Distraught, an imperceptible anxiety appeared in the bottom of his eyes. Although the anxiety was only for a moment, Ouyang Shaochen was still keenly aware of it, and said in a low voice: "The Ninth Prince came to see us, is there something wrong?"
Tantai Mo and Ouyang Shaochen had an average relationship, and it was very difficult for Tantai Mo to tell Ouyang Shaochen about borrowing a large amount of money to raise elite soldiers, but Ouyang Shaochen saw that he had something on his mind, so he stopped hiding it and bulged up. Courageously said: "It's a little matter to bother Mr. Ouyang, I wonder if Mr. Ouyang can..." While speaking, Tantai Mo suddenly met Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, and the little bit of chill flickering in the dark pupils brought him to his mouth The content of the words was changed: "Tell me how far is Xiaoyao Wangfu from here?"
A strange look flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, as if he didn't expect Tantai Mo to ask this question. Looking carefully at Tantai Mo, he saw that his eyes were sincere, and he didn't mean to be joking, so he roughly calculated and answered truthfully. Said: "Thousands of miles away!" Qingyan Capital is almost a thousand miles away from here...
Qingyue's voice came into his ears, Tantai Mo was a little guilty, and a little bit hated himself, why did he suddenly change the topic, but the best time has passed, he couldn't say anything about borrowing money, so he asked casually Asked the question: "I don't know how many years the Xiaoyao Palace has been passed down?"
"As many years as the inheritance of Qingyan Kingdom, the Xiaoyao Palace was established together with the Qingyan royal family..." Ouyang Shaochen didn't need to hide what everyone in Qingyan knew.
Tantai Mo nodded in understanding, and said curiously: "The Xiaoyao Palace has been passed down for so many years, so it must have accumulated countless connections and wealth..."
"En." Ouyang Shaochen nodded lightly: "Every palace that has been passed down for a hundred years should have such a foundation, otherwise, what the princes of the past have done is too failed..."
Tantaimo smiled unnaturally. They have inherited Qianxuan Kingdom for many years and accumulated a lot of contacts and wealth. They could have continued to prosper and pass down the descendants like Xiaoyao Wangfu, but they were all passed down by their descendants. ambition ruined.
Tantaimo was melancholy in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask: "Are the hidden guards of Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion in the hands of Shizi now?" After the words came out, he realized something was wrong, and smiled unnaturally: "I just said something casually. , Prince Ouyang doesn't need to care."
The secret guards are hidden forces in each mansion. The number of secret guards and the people in control are also secrets, and they will not be easily known to outsiders. Tantai Mo asked, and Ouyang Shaochen didn't mean to hide it. Said: "Father has no intention of political affairs, and has handed over all the secret guards of the palace to me a year ago. The secret guards of the Xiaoyao Palace have already been controlled by me."