Murong snow into the car, slowly sat by the window, Ouyang Shaochen also walked in, elegant sitting in front of her opposite window.

Outside the car came yuan Fangfei's coarsely urging voice: "it's about time. It's really late. Murong Ji, hurry up."

"Mother, I'm leaving." Murong Ji glanced at Yuan Fangfei quietly and said goodbye. Shi Shiran walked to the carriage and stepped on the stool slowly.

Yuan Fangfei was very impatient, rudely mentioned Murong Ji and threw it into the carriage: "you are a big man, can't you get on the carriage quickly? It's so slow and slow. "

Murong Ji was caught off guard and was heavily thrown to the ground. The bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered, and the pain was unbearable. His clear eyes were slightly red. From childhood to adulthood, his parents loved him and spoiled him. He had never been harsh on him. What is yuan Fangfei? How dare you abuse him

What are you doing with the door? Sit in and make room for me. " Yuan Fangfei said without being angry and reached out to push Murong Ji.

Murong Ji's emaciated body plumped into the car wall with a thump, which made him dizzy and tinnitus. His eyes were full of anger, and he waved his hands fiercely: "Yuan Fangfei, I'll fight with you!"

From last night till now, Yuan Fangfei is either criticizing or criticizing him, or slapping and beating with heavy hands, which makes him hurt all over his body. He is fed up with this man woman. He doesn't want to bear it any more. He will teach this man a lesson and give him a bad temper.

Yuan Fangfei sneered scornfully. She grabbed Murong Ji's wrist and flung it around. Yuan Fangfei's rude admonition pierced the clouds and resounded: "you dare to fight with my mother. You're impatient..."

"Bang bang bang!" Across the two walls of the car, Murong snow can still clearly hear Murong Ji was thrown to the car ground, the heavy impact on the wall of the car, the solid carriage was also slightly shaken.

Her eyelids jumped violently: "is yuan Fangfei throwing Murong Ji as a sandbag? She put such a heavy hand? Is Murong Ji still alive? "

"Yuan Fangfei grew up in a military camp. She has a proper hand and won't fall Murong Ji to death. However, the injury is certain." Ouyang Shaochen said carelessly, picked up the books on the sandalwood table and looked through them carefully.

"That's the same Murong Xue nodded, Murong Ji is her fiance, she will not die, but: "with such a strong wife, Murong Ji will always be the one who has been bullied. In this life, don't want to have a good life."

Of course, as a father-in-law and mother-in-law, the Zhou family can't expect to have a good life, because Yuan Fangfei is a very strong daughter-in-law, and has a strong family as the backing, which is not what they can control

A flash of light flashed through the corner of her eye. Suddenly, Murong Xue looked up and saw Ouyang Shaochen holding a bronze mirror and placing it in front of her: "comb your hair in a bun."

"Good!" Murong Xue nodded and followed you to the summer resort. Her hair and hair should be dignified. Her hair is so Dishevelled. It's just how she combs her hair

Murong Xue combed her hair with a wooden comb. She picked up a wisp of ink in her left and right hands, turned it over and turned it over, but she couldn't get her hair into a bun

Ouyang Shaochen couldn't see it any more. With a helpless sigh, she put down her book and took over the wooden comb in her hand: "you can't make a bun!"

Murong Xue gave an unnatural smile: "my hair bun is full of red sleeves, which is combed by secret fragrance. I have never moved my hand..."

He knew it would be like this!

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her contemptuously and combed her hair carefully. The black ink silk flew up and down in his jade like hands. In a short time, it was combed into women's favorite ponytail, which was more exquisite than the red sleeve and dark fragrance combed.

Murong Xue narrowed her cold eyes and her eyes flashed with dangerous light. She looked at Ouyang Shaochen: "how can you comb a woman's hair?" He combed her hair so skillfully and exquisitely that he never gave her less hair, but it was the first time that he combed her hair

"My father often combs my mother's hair in a bun. After watching it for a long time, I learned it naturally." Ouyang Shaochen said carelessly.

"Really?" Murong Xue raised eyebrows and looked at him, obviously did not believe his words.

"A wise man can learn everything by looking at it once. Unlike some people who are stupid and stupid, they can't learn a single move after seeing it a thousand times." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, glanced at her one eye, the corner of the eye eyebrow tip is disgusted.

"You..." Murong Xue was very angry. They were talking about hair bun. How could they talk about smart and stupid things

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her and took a pink lotus gold hairpin to her bun.

Murong Xue suddenly remembered that when she came out of the snow Pavilion, she was in a hurry. She only grabbed a hairpin and didn't bring any other jewelry. Where did this pink lotus step shake come from?

Bewildered, see Ouyang Shaochen and take out a pair of south pearl earrings, carefully wear to her ear.

Murong snow gently frown, unhappy looking at Ouyang Shaochen: "how can you have women's jewelry on the carriage?" They are hairpins and earrings. They are quite complete.Ouyang Shaochen gently closed the exquisite sandalwood jewelry box and said lightly: "this is what I specially ordered to make. I wanted to give it to you as a birthday gift. I didn't expect that you didn't bring jewelry today. I gave it to you in advance. Do you like it?"

In the bronze mirror, a beautiful face is reflected. The gently shaking pink lotus gold step and the South Pearl Earrings complement each other, reflecting her beautiful little face more and more beautiful, as if it was tailor-made for her.

Exquisite bun, beautiful jewelry, Murong snow are very fond of, but, this year's birthday ceremony is too early, Ouyang Shaochen, this is to create the birthday ceremony next year? It's too early

The carriage stopped slowly. Xun Feng's report came from the outside of the car: "my son, I'm outside the city!"

Ouyang Shaochen light um a, already immediately arrived, immediately about to set off.

The emperor summoned so many ministers with his family. There should be a lot of people outside!

Murong Xue blinked, lifted the curtain and looked out. There were rows of luxury carriages on the official road, row by row, one by one, and could not see the end at a glance. On both sides, the guards of energetic horses stood in perfect order.

Murong Xue's cold eyes swept over a famous guard, civil officer, military officer, and family members, and landed on a luxury carriage. Looking at the sign hanging on the carriage, she frowned slightly: it was the carriage of King Jing's mansion, and Mali should be sitting on Lord Jing, Princess Jing

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