Chapter 265

The sound of the board and the housekeeper's painful howl came into his ears. Murong Xue blinked his eyes and said, "the housekeeper is just a little servant. He has no right and no power. How dare he defiance to discredit the crown prince?"

"Dark Wei finds out that the housekeeper is the distant nephew of LAN Guifei's nurse." Ouyang Shaochen light return way.

Murong snow eyes a Lin, orchid princess? It's not Gong qianze's mother. Naturally, her nanny is facing Gong qianze. Along with her distant nephew, she also takes refuge in Gong qianze, quietly calculating Gong Qianyu

The strategy of doing evil and destroying people's reputation seems simple, but it is very effective, because the ancients attached great importance to reputation. A prince who oppressed and resented the people was naturally less popular than a gentle and considerate prince.

For the sake of the throne, Gong qianze is really despicable and shameless. He does everything he can

"Fortunately, you returned to Beijing ahead of time. Otherwise, you are now infamous and everyone is shouting and beating." Murong Xue looks at Gong Qianyu, her cold eyes twinkle with sympathy.

Gong Qianyu's eyes are deep. Gong qianze's hostility towards him has always been known to him, but he didn't expect that Gong qianze would use such a despicable way to calculate him

"In the future, I will not give Gong qianze another chance to calculate me." Since Gong qianze wants to fight, he will accompany him to the end. He will pull out all the visible and hidden piles around him. The death of the housekeeper is just the beginning.

A bodyguard came forward and said in a respectful voice, "Your Highness, the things that the housekeeper is greedy for ink, Lord he has ordered to return them to the prince's house. Will they be transported back to the prince's house now?"

"Well!" Gong Qianyu nodded and raised his eyes to Murong Xue: "you go to the prince's house with me."

"No!" Murong Xue laughs and shakes his head. They are Qingyan people. Qingyan and southern Xinjiang are at war. Gong qianze looks at him from the side. If they go to the prince's house, Gong Qianyu and them will have trouble.

Gong Qianyu's dark pupil flashed a faint light: "where are you going to live? An inn

"When I visited the capital of Southern Xinjiang in the early years, I bought a courtyard in the suburbs..." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly that although he had left the south of Xinjiang early, the courtyard had been cleaned up by employees and could be occupied at any time.

Gong Qianyu's eyes flashed a trace of loss, looking at Murong Xue for a moment: "then when you are free, remember to come to the prince's house to see me."

"Good." Murong Xue nodded. Her cool eyes twinkled with a little smile. She was so bright and shining that she could see Ouyang Shaochen's handsome and gloomy face. She grabbed her arm and helped her into the carriage: "let's go."

Ouyang Shaochen also strides to come up, put down the car curtain casually.

The luxury carriage drove forward slowly, and the scenery on both sides quickly regressed. Murong Xue frowned tightly and looked at him angrily. "It's still early. Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Although the courtyard has been cleaned, it has not been inhabited for many years, so it needs careful arrangement to accommodate people. Now it's unitary time (from 17:00 to 19:00), let's go to another courtyard and arrange a room. It's almost dark. If we delay further and we can't finish the room before dark, we'll stay in the inn tonight." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, glancing at her carelessly, the feeling of disdain overflowed.

Murong snow bright face suddenly black down, she has not been to the other courtyard, where do you know that room needs to be decorated? Ouyang Shaochen despises her, which is hateful

"Bark!" When the clear barking of a dog was introduced into his ears, Murong Xue suddenly returned to his senses. How could this sound be so familiar? It's like Beibei calling!

She opened the curtain and looked out. She saw a little dog running fast in the crowd. The snow-white fur fluttered along with its running. The dark pupils were wet. The cute and cute little appearance and Beibei were almost like those carved in the same mold

"Beibei!" Murong Snow's heart is soft and soft, trying to call out, the voice is as light as the breeze.

The fast running Tibetan mastiff suddenly stopped the pace, followed the sound to look at Murong snow, eyes blooming bright light, happy ran over: "Wang Wang."

Murong snow a Zheng, actually is Beibei: "stop, stop quickly."

No trace is unknown, so suddenly pull the reins, the fast horse steady stop.

Murong Xue picked up the curtain of the car. She felt a flash of white light in front of her eyes. It was Beibei who threw herself into her arms. Her small head gently rubbed her clothes and barked. Her voice was very aggrieved.

Murong snow white hands gently knead its snow-white head: "how did you come here?" Before she went to the Xiaoyao palace, she put Beibei in the Luoxue Pavilion of the Marquis of the town. She also told Hongxiu to take good care of it. How could it come out alone

"Bark!" Both the host and the hostess were not there. They were not eating, sleeping and doing anything. They ran out of the capital and followed the breath to find the hostess and hostess.

Murong snow gently knead its small white body, only feel under the palm is full of bones, not a bit of meat: so thin? I haven't eaten well for at least half a month. What a poor dog

Murongxue gently rubbed Beibei's lovely little head and helped it smooth its hair. Suddenly, there was a noise in the silent air: "quick, quick Catch up Don't let the snow-white dog run away... "A large group of servant girls, Mammy and little boys ran from the opposite side in a hurry. They were very tired and sweating. They looked anxiously on the road. Behind the stones, the crowd kept scanning. Suddenly they saw the Beibei in murongxue's arms. Their eyes were full of bright light: "found, found There's the snow-white dog

Looking at Xi Xiaoyan Tian, Murong Xue frowned and tapped Beibei's cerebellar bag: "are you in trouble?"

"Bark!" He just ran through the door of a more noble mansion. Unexpectedly, such a large group of people rushed out of the mansion, shouting and chasing after it and saying that they would seize it.

A middle-aged mammy first ran to Murong snow, looking at the white dog lying in her arms, haughtily holding up her head and watching the development of the situation, whispered, "please give the dog to the maid and return it to its original owner."

Mammy respectful voice with a strong tone of voice, hear Murong snow tightly frown: what is to give her is the owner? Beibei is clearly given to himself by Ouyang Shaochen!

"Sorry, this dog is mine..."

"The girl laughs. The dog is snow-white, dark eyes, cute and cute. It's clearly the one my miss lost..."

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