Chapter 177

A familiar figure suddenly came into my eyes, with a beautiful and unprepared face and sharp and cold eyes, which was the dust of King Jing's night life!

Qin Yuyan was so badly injured. Why didn't he take good care of him in the mansion and go to the summer resort?

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and slowly lowered the curtain. As soon as the curtain fell down, ye Yichen noticed something and turned to look at her. She was gradually disappearing from the curtain. Her sharp eyes narrowed fiercely. She was on Ouyang Shaochen's carriage!

The bottom of his eyes was stained with anger, and he strode over.

Seeing that he was about to walk to the carriage of the Xiaoyao palace, Xunfeng held out his hand and stopped him: "Lord Jing, please stay."

Night Yichen Dun step down, looking at the motionless curtain of the car, the bottom of the eyes dark flash, she knew he came, but indifferent: "snow son, I have something to say to you."

"I have nothing to say to Lord Jing. Please come back." Murong snow leisurely said, not polite under the guest order.

At the bottom of night Yichen's eyes flashed a touch of anger, and then disappeared without a trace. He raised his voice and said, "it's not proper for you and Ouyang Shaochen not to be related to each other, but to sit in the same carriage."

"My arm is injured, so it is not suitable for bumping. The carriage of Xiaoyao palace is comfortable and stable. I can sit without shaking my wound..." Murong Xue retorted rudely: comfort is the most important thing, and she won't change to a carriage for the sake of people's unimportant remarks, so that she can break her wound and suffer again

Ye Yichen's eyes sank and said, "the carriage of King Jing's mansion is also very comfortable. You can go over..."

"Lord Jing and I are not related to each other. It's not proper to ride in the same car..." Murong Xue interrupted him coldly.

"I don't take a carriage..." The night Yichen looked at the carriage with a low voice.

Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and raised her voice: "Lord Jing, old princess Jing is on the carriage. It's not suitable for me to sit in the carriage again as a wounded Junior..."

"Lord Jing, Princess Jing went to the summer resort yesterday." Ouyang Shaochen suddenly opened his mouth.

Murong Xue was stunned: "who is sitting in the carriage of Prince Jing's mansion now?" When she lifted the curtain and looked out, she saw a figure shaking in the carriage of Prince Jing's mansion. At that time, night Yichen was not in the car

"It can't be Qin Yuyan, Princess of Mobei." She is only qualified to sit in the palace.

Ye Yichen's eyes flashed unnaturally. Yuyan said that the weather was too hot and he wanted to go to the summer resort to recuperate. He agreed. Unexpectedly, he would meet murongxue here: "Princess Qin..."

"Prince Jing doesn't need to explain. Princess Qin and the prince are in love. She should ride in the carriage of Prince Jing's mansion." Murong Xue interrupted him with a cold voice, and his cold eyes were full of disdain: knowing that she and Qin Yuyan were mortal enemies, they were allowed to ride in the same carriage. Did you think that their fight was not fierce enough?

"Xueer..."

"Lord Jing, don't say much. Please go back." Murong Xue interrupted him impatiently, her eyes slightly closed and her eyebrows wrinkled. She didn't want to listen to him again

Ye Yichen's eyes sank. He was about to say, "I will order someone to send Qin Yuyan back to the jingwangfu. You can ride alone in the jingwangfu's carriage." Xunfeng said, "Lord Jing, we're on our way."

Ye Yichen looked sideways, and the emperor and Empress's Luan Jia had already started to move forward, and the civil and military ministers followed each other in cars and horses.

He can't stay here too much, looking at the motionless curtain, a trace of helplessness flashed at the bottom of his eyes: "Xueer, when you get to the summer resort, I will explain to you again."

Murong Xue disdains to hum: he and Qin Yuyan love each other, it's normal to take Qin Yuyan to the summer resort. What can I explain to her? be rather baffling!

The sun rises higher and higher. The ground is almost scorched by the heat. The bodyguards ride under the trees, still sweating.

Murong snow sitting in the carriage, holding the round fan non-stop fan, little sweat or from the forehead continuous seepage.

She frowned and looked at Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang son, why didn't you put ice in your carriage?" Aristocrats like to store ice. Every summer, they fill their rooms, carriages and other places with ice for summer heat.

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her one eye, light way: "you body is in cold poison, natural cannot put ice in carriage!"

Ice will release cold air, and cold poison is the most taboo. If ice is put in the carriage, at most a quarter of an hour, Murong Xue will be poisoned with cold poison. The falling snow pavilion has never let go of ice, even in the hottest dog days, not even a little ice water

Murong snow tightly frowned: "put a little bit, should be OK."

"Not at all." Ouyang Shaochen refused her proposal mercilessly.

Murong snow bright face slightly gloomy: "do not put ice, you are not too hot?" She was very hot.

"Not bad!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice is light. He is a martial arts practitioner. It is cold and hot in the sky. His influence is not particularly great.

"I'm very hot. I'll open the window and ventilate." Murong Xue raised his voice and said: the carriage is running fast, and the strong wind from the carriage can also relieve some of the heat.Ouyang Shaochen cast a glance at her forehead of fragrant sweat frequency, light way: "casual!"

Thank you very much Murong Snow said with a smile, quickly lifted the left and right side of the car curtain, slightly wind poured in, dissipated some heat, but could not solve her hot.

Murong Xue untied the ribbon of her outer skirt and took off her long skirt. The slight wind blew on her bare neck and shoulders, which relieved her discomfort a little

Murong Xue's mouth curved with a shallow smile, blowing the wind, and it was much cooler.

"Murong Xue, what are you doing?" Qingyue voice with a light anger into the ear, Murong snow looked up, saw Ouyang Shaochen in front of her, grabbed the blanket on the long skirt, put on her body, eyes hidden anger surge: "so many people nearby, how can you wear so few clothes?"

Murong Xue skimmed her lips. She wore a bra skirt, which was worn under her chest and armpits. It was similar to a modern evening dress. How could it be called "so few clothes"?

Ouyang Shaochen is green flame person, she explains with him, he also does not understand!

"It's too hot to put ice in the carriage, so I have to use this method to cool the temperature..." Murong Xue casually said a reason, in the heart is not satisfied: the carriage runs so fast, the window is so small, outsiders can see what, he is really a fuss.

The heat of Murong Xue spreads to Ouyang Shaochen's hands through her clothes and skirts. He frowns slightly. Her temperature is a little high, and it's really hot

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