Murong Xue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen. His eyes sank. He put down the white porcelain cup and came over. His thin lips were pursed. His beautiful face was as cool as the lonely moon in the sky. He walked slowly with grace in his gentle steps. His broad sleeves swung gently with the wind. He looked like a beautiful immortal immortal.

They all stretched their necks one by one, and looked at him in an instant, with deep amazement and excitement at the bottom of their eyes: This is Xiaoyao Wang Shizi. Qinghua is noble and elegant, which is three points better than the rumor

When I came to yubaoxuan to shoot things, I was able to see the son of God who had seen his head but not his end. What a great harvest

Su Nanxiang stood in the middle of the hall, looking up at the face that he had been longing for. He could not see anyone else in his eyes. His eyes were a little bit warm. When he left Beijing, she was at her grandmother's house and couldn't see him off. When he came back to Beijing a few days ago, she happened to be at her grandmother's house. She didn't see him first. Lin Lin Lin finally figured out that they hadn't met for more than ten years 。

He grew tall, more beautiful than when he was a child, she also grew up, thinking of him all the time.

"Ouyang, long time no see!" The soft voice of Southern Jiangsu and Hunan is as light as a breeze.

"Miss Su!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, and his voice was not salty.

The moist eyes of Southern Jiangsu and Hunan disappear quietly, full of young girls' joy to see her sweetheart. Her hands under her sleeves are tightly twisted with a silk handkerchief. She is slightly nervous, but with haughty reserve: "I have just returned to Beijing today. I wanted to go to Xiaoyao Palace tomorrow to visit the prince, the princess and the son of a son. I didn't expect to meet him here."

"My father, my mother and princess are not in the capital for the time being!" Ouyang Shaochen light way.

"Is it? I got the best pearl powder in Quanzhou, and I'm going to give it to the princess... " Su Nan Xiang gently said, bright smile, shining eyes.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyelids were heavy and silent.

"Shizi, what is the relationship between you and Su Nanxiang?" Murong snow low voice, curious inquiry: are familiar to visit their parents, the relationship between the two is certainly not general.

"My grandfather in southern Jiangsu and Hunan is the emperor's master and the most famous Confucian in the capital. When I was five years old, I worshipped him and taught him for several years." Ouyang Shaochen's voice is faint.

Murong snow to understand the nod: "originally you are childhood together grow up together!" It's no wonder that Su Nanxiang's tears filled his eyelashes when he saw him. He was so sad that he seemed to have seen his husband after a long time. It turned out that there was such a special relationship.

Ouyang Shaochen frowned and said in a low voice: "I was in the front yard listening to the emperor's teaching, never set foot in her inner courtyard, and occasionally met her once or twice a year, not very familiar..."

"You've known each other since childhood, and you've grown up together. It's not too much to say that you were childhood sweethearts." Murong Xue blinked and blinked. He looked innocent and seemed to smile. Ouyang Shaochen sighed in secret: how could she not remember what happened when she was a child with him

Su Nan Xiang's eye light is a flash, who is that woman, unexpectedly can stand by Shaochen's side, unscrupulously converse with him quietly?

Shaochen has always been superior and never cares about girls of the same age. Only when she talks to him, he will simply respond. This honor is only available to her in southern Jiangsu and Hunan. She will never allow others to share with her!

Thinking in this way, Sunan Xiang's face is a gentle and modest smile: "Ouyang son of the world, to be honest, my mother's constitution is weak and cold, and she suffers from pain all the year round. If you can use diyangcao as medicine, you can cure the cold and recover your health."

She can't wait to let Ouyang Shizi decide who will sell diyangcao.

All of them held their breath for a moment, and looked at Ouyang Shaochen without blinking. They guessed secretly, who would be more attractive to Ouyang's son, the granddaughter of Su emperor and the mysterious daughter?

Ouyang Shaochen's indifferent eyes swept the large auction house and fell on Murong Xue's side. He said, "Madame Su is an elder, and she is too old to suffer from illness any more. If you are still young, you should give up diyangcao to Miss Su."

After hearing the speech, Su Nan Xiang felt a long sigh of relief and a happy smile on his face. He looked at Ouyang Shaochen gratefully: she knew that she was different in his heart and would not be changed by anyone's appearance

The onlookers were also secretly relieved: I knew it would be like this. Ouyang Shaochen is Su Dishi's disciple, and Su Nanxiang is Su's granddaughter. They are very close to each other. But the mysterious woman, who has just known Ouyang's son, is far less friendly than him and Su Nanxiang

Murong snow bright small face moment black come down, fierce stare at Ouyang Shaochen: who told him the pain to see age? Su Nan Xiang's mother is old, and her body deficiency and cold is a serious disease. Her age is small, and the cold poison in her does not matter. What is this logic breaking?

Even if Su Nan Xiang is his childhood sweetheart, he doesn't need to be so biased.

"Ouyang's son, Madame Su's deficiency cold can live without diyangcao. When I was poisoned, I would die without diyangcao!"

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were deep: "there is only one Diyang grass in the box. Even if it is given to you, it can only restrain your once poisonous hair..."

"That's better than the fact that there was no diyangcao when the poison was going on." Murong snow cold voice interrupted his words, the burning anger in the beautiful eyes would like to burn him to the end.Ouyang Shaochen has a smile in her eyes. She is so angry that she can't continue to provoke her: "dark Wei just came to report that she found a lot of Yangcao in a place. You can pick as many as you want..."

Murong Xue's eyes brightened: "really?"

Ouyang Shaochen nodded lightly, and a little dignified twinkled in his pupils: "when did I cheat you?"

Murong snow heart light hum, he is to see the ground Yang grass to his small green plum, he is not good to her, just take the ground Yang grass group to appease her.

However, compared with such a diyangcao in the box, she still likes the Diyang grass group composed of countless diyangcao. Her life is guaranteed, and she does not have to contend with others: "then this diyangcao will be given to Miss Su."

Looking at her generous manner, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were tinged with a light smile, which was moving.

Xiangmingyan's smile in southern Jiangsu suddenly froze on her face: diyangcao is the most Yang herbal medicine. Its quantity is not large, but its price is very high. Each plant is worth tens of thousands of Liang silver.

Ouyang Shizi asked himself to spend 100000 Liang silver to buy a Diyang grass, but he gave the lady Diyang grass group free of charge. It was inexhaustible, so that she could avoid the pain of poisoning and worry about the future. He was really attentive to her

She has known Ouyang Shaochen for 13 years, and has been together for three years. He has never done anything for her, nor has he said anything intimate to her

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