Chapter 123

Under the warm sunshine, Murong Xue sat under the Qionghua tree, slowly poured a cup of tea, and pushed it to Ouyang Shaochen: "what's going on with Du's mother and son?"

The secret guard of Xiaoyao palace is near the Marquis of Zhenguo. They know everything about Du's mother and son.

Ouyang Shaochen picked up the tea cup and sipped it gently. He said, "it's safe for the time being. There's no change Song Qingyan wakes up. However, she is seriously injured and needs to recuperate for at least half a month to recover. "

"Is it? It seems that ye Yichen's foot is very heavy. " Murong Xue said leisurely, and her eyes were full of schadenfreude: ye Yichen was the God of war, who hated conspiracy and design. Murong Jian and song Qingyan dared to give him a sweet fragrance. They were lucky that ye Yichen didn't cut them into seven or eight sections

Looking at her smiling eyes, Ouyang Shaochen flashed a clear smile at the bottom of her eyes, and said faintly, "the doctor said that if the foot was heavier, song Qingyan's five internal organs would be cracked, and she would be helpless to return to heaven..."

So serious? Murong snow eyelids jump: it seems that night Yichen is trying to kick song Qingyan to death! Only when he inhaled Mei Xiang, his internal power was more or less affected, and song Qingyan was lucky enough to recover a life

"Du's mother and son are so scared that they don't dare to provoke Ye Yichen again. You have to think of other ways to get rid of the marriage!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice is faint.

Murong snow nodded: "I know!" Du's mother and son have always been bullying the soft and afraid of the hard. When they encounter such a murderous God as ye Yichen, they have no time to hide. They will never try to find their own way to death.

Song Qingyan is only her first move. She throws a stone to ask for the way and finds out old prince Jing. Ye Yichen is careful and cautious in everything in Prince Jing's mansion. She wants to calculate them and ask them to agree to divorce. It's not a simple matter

"Ouyang Shizi, Murong girl!" Elegant male voice into the ear, Murong snow looked up, saw the east from the stride over, dark purple clothes flying with the wind, unspeakable chic, noble.

"The seventh prince!" Murong snow surprised eyes: How did he come to the snow pavilion?

"Today is my detoxification day. Miss Murong will not forget it!" East from looking at Murong snow, elegant voice with a touch of ridicule.

Murong Xue said with a smile: "of course I didn't forget. I'm going to the Xiaoyao palace later..."

"Miss Murong is not in good health, so you don't have to run back and forth. I'm a patient. I should go to see a doctor. Later, I'll let you come to Murong every three days for treatment."

Dongfang Li gently said, took over the white cloth bag in Huo Tong's hand, and shook with a smile: "leech, I'm also ready to start treatment at any time."

Murongxue:.... " How thoughtful and well prepared!

Ouyang Shaochen's face was slightly gloomy. He looked at the East coldly: "the falling snow Pavilion is xue'er's boudoir, not a hospital. How can you run here every other time as a man?"

"Ouyang Shizi doesn't come here often."

After living in the Xiaoyao palace, he went to see Ouyang Shaochen almost every day. Every time he checked, he found out that Ouyang Shaochen came to King Jing's house to look for Murong Xue every day.

"Can my son be the same as you?" Ouyang Shaochen cast a glance at him, his eyes are full of scorn.

"What's the difference?" Dongfang Li picked her eyebrow and looked at Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang's son has not been married. I have not. Ouyang's son has no engagement. I haven't either. Ouyang's son is clean, and I've never been close to a woman..."

Murong Xue's eyelids jumped. How could the conversation between the two people be more and more weird?

Looking sideways at Ouyang Shaochen, I saw that his eyes twinkled with cold light. The hand under his sleeve held up slightly. The silk sleeve was about to float. She said in a hurry: "it's late. I'll detoxify the seventh Prince first."

"Thank you, Miss Murong!" Oriental from smile, the corners of the mouth curved shallow arc, how to see are proud and provocative.

Seeing him go to the reclining chair and prepare to take his seat, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes are awe inspiring and his hand is gently waved. The green bamboo reclining chair reaches seven or eight meters away in an instant: "it's just a poison. Just lie down in a chair and sit on it."

"There is no one to sit on the reclining chair. If it is empty, why can't I use it?" East from frown to see Ouyang Shaochen.

Ouyang Shaochen said coldly: "because the reclining chair is the exclusive use of this son of the world and xue'er, no one is allowed to dye the finger."

Murong snow speechless looking at the sky, these two people, inexplicably what contradiction: "seventh prince, you can find a chair to sit, the most important thing is to suck out the toxin."

"Good!" Hearing her words, Dongfang Li was too lazy to argue with Ouyang Shaochen again. He nodded and sat down on a bamboo chair. He leaned back against the back of the chair. He untied his outer robe and inner garment, revealing his white and strong chest.

Murong Xue blinked and was about to get up and walk over. Ouyang Shaochen held out his hand and held her: "it's not appropriate for you, a young woman, to let leech out of the chest of the East. You should say acupoints and let Huo Tongfang go."

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and said leisurely, "he has absorbed 34% of the toxin near his heart vein. He can't attract the leech any more. He needs to tie several silver needles to make the toxin dissipate quickly...""Let Huo TONGZHA!" Ouyang Shaochen is not polite to give advice.

"I don't understand medical skills." Huo Tong looked at him with a low voice.

"Acupoints, you should know it. Just put the silver needle into a few inches under the acupoints!" Ouyang Shaochen's careless advice.

"But..."

"No, your master, take care of yourself!" Ouyang Shaochen interrupted his words, picked up the green tea in front of him and sipped it gently, such as jade fingers holding Murong Xue's small hand tightly.

"Childe Huo Tong looked to the East in embarrassment, but saw that he was looking at Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue's hands, and frowned slightly. After a long time, he said, "you can let me have leeches for my prince."

"Yes Huo Tong breathed a sigh of relief and walked quickly to the East. He opened the cloth bag and was about to take the leech. A strong wind blew by, and a dark purple figure suddenly fell in front of several people.

Murong snow stood up, looking at his beautiful, cold face, tightly frowned: "night Yichen, what are you doing here?"

"To discuss marriage with you." Night Yichen looked at Murong snow, word by word, the bottom of her eyes flashed a look that others could not understand.

"Discuss marriage?" Murong snow disdains to sneer: "are you kidding?" What she is thinking about now is how to divorce him.

"I'm not kidding. My father's old disease recurred, and there is no medicine for it. Dr. Sun suggested that I get married..." Night Yichen low said, the bottom of the eyes flashing never had dignified.

Murong snow eyes a Lin: "you mean, let me go to celebrate!"

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