Chapter 485

"Have you picked out the jewelry?" Ouyang Shaochen looks at Murong snow and asks softly.

"How about this one?" Murong snow picked up a plum blossom hairpin and asked Ouyang Shaochen for his opinion.

Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "it doesn't match the hair bun. "

" what about this one? " Murong snow picked up a pink lotus gold step.

"Not really." Ouyang Shaochen shakes her head. Her slender hand plucks it in her jewelry. She takes out a sapphire hairpin and gently inserts it into Murong Xue's hair. In an instant, her bright little face is reflected.

Murong snow toward the bronze mirror, left and right according to the photo, satisfied with the nod: "you choose the hairpin is very beautiful."

Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her one eye: "your eyesight has a problem, naturally can't pick out the beautiful hairpin."

Murong snow is bright and beautiful, small face is momentarily gloomy, wave palm to Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang Shaochen!"

Ouyang Shaochen reached out and grasped her soft, boneless hand and pulled her up. He sat down on the chair and said leisurely, "it's time for you to help me comb."

Murong Xue glared at him fiercely. He took the wooden comb and combed his hair. His black brocade like hair was silky, smoother than hers. No matter how powerful she was, the wooden comb slid from the beginning to the end, and it didn't hurt him at all.

Murong Xue grabs his hair and drags it quietly for a few times. Just then he takes the wooden comb and combs the ink hair. The white jade crown is placed at a distance. Murong Xue goes to get it. Unexpectedly, his hand slightly loosens, and the ink brocade like hair is all scattered

Murong snow smile unnaturally: "I comb again!"

"No hurry, take your time!" Ouyang Shaochen light says, rare did not despise her.

Ye Yichen stands in the center of the outer room and looks at Ouyang Shaochen sitting on the chair completely relaxed. Murong Xue raises his hair again and combs it gently They get along with each other naturally and intimately, just like a couple of loving little couples

Night Yichen frowned tightly and felt uncomfortable in her heart.

Ouyang Shaochen's sight suddenly pulled away from the bronze mirror. He looked at the night Yichen, as if he had just seen him. He said faintly, "Lord Jing is coming. Please sit down!"

Night Yichen not salty not light of of, but did not fall to sit.

Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously and said casually: "I don't know if the king Jing came to Qinghui garden early in the morning. What can I do for you?"

"I'm here to find Xueer. My father's birthday is coming soon. I'd like to invite Xueer to Jingwang's mansion to attend my father's birthday banquet..." Night Yichen looks at Murong snow, word by word.

Ouyang Shaochen frowned and said lightly, "the younger generation will naturally go to celebrate the birthday of old prince Jing, and Lord Jing doesn't have to come to invite him."

"My father is not going to hold a big birthday banquet. He only invites his familiar friends to have dinner. Does Xueer want to come to Jingwang's house?" Night Yichen looks at Murong snow for a moment.

Murong Xue pondered for a moment and said, "if nothing happened that day, I would naturally go to the Jingwang mansion to celebrate the birthday of old prince Jing."

"Well, I'll wait for you in the Jingwang mansion." Night Yichen looked at Murong snow, sharp eyes flashing a little bit of hard to detect the smile.

Murongxue:.... "

Why does this sound so strange.

Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face was slightly gloomy and said coldly, "Lord Jing is in charge of everything, so don't disturb him. Please come back."

Murongxue:.... "

It's asking for leave!

"I have nothing important to do today. I'm going to have a hot spring here before I leave." Night Yichen gently said, elegant sitting in front of the round table in the center of the outer room, slowly poured a cup of tea for himself.

"Prince Jing's hot spring is in Jingyuan in the front yard, but it's Qinghui garden in the backyard. Lord Jing is sitting in the wrong place." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, the voice without wind and without flow does not take any mood.

However, ye Yichen heard the gnashing of teeth in his words, and said with disapproval: "it's still early now. It's not time to take a hot spring bath. I'm not in a hurry to go to Jingyuan. Can xue'er eat early? Do you want to use some together? "

"Xueer's breakfast has been arranged by my son. Don't worry about it. Please go back." Ouyang Shaochen says coldly, the fingers under the sleeve open and close, strong internal force wants to fly and shoot out, hit to night Yichen.

Murong Xue quickly reached out his hand and stopped him. He glared at him and said, "you are hurt. You can't use your internal power freely..."

Turning to see ye Yichen, she said faintly: "Lord Jing, the front yard has not been completely cleaned up, so you can't take a hot spring bath for the time being. Go back to King Jing's mansion first."

Night Yichen looked at Murong snow, only to see her eyes as cold as ice, the dark pupil clearly reflected his figure, but in the depths of the pupil, there was no him at all.

"If this is what you want, I will go back to the Jingwang mansion," he said

Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed slightly: the words of night Yichen are more and more strange

"Goodbye!" Ye Yichen takes a deep look at Murong Xue, turns around and walks out of the Qinghui garden. With a light toe, the slender body rises into the air and disappears into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.Watching him disappear into a small black spot, Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed a touch of profound meaning: "this king Jing, the heart is really deep..."

"The God of war, of course, is a man with deep thinking. If he has no plan, he will not become the God of war. I don't believe a word of his words." Murong Xueman said without heart, holding a wooden comb, gently combing his black hair.

Looking at her disdainful face, Ouyang Shaochen saw a clear smile at the bottom of her eyes: she finally became smart once

A bodyguard came quickly and said in a respectful voice, "my son, Miss Murong, the old lady of the Marquis of the town. The former lady song (Murong ROU) is crying at the gate of the villa. She wants to see Miss Murong by name."

Murong snow pick eyebrows, Du Shi, Murong Rou, what do they two come to see her for?

"I'll see it!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly and stood up gently.

Murong Xue quickly reached out and held her: "Du Shi, Murong Rou's affairs are better handled by me, but they are two weak women. I can handle them completely..."

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment and said faintly, "then go back quickly!"

"Yes!" Murong Xue nodded and walked quickly out of Qinghui garden to the gate of the villa.

Far away, Murong Xue saw that there were many people gathered at the gate of the villa. Du Shi and Murong Rou stood in the center, crying and crying. Seeing Murong Xue, Murong Rou rushed over and said in a hurry: "xue'er, please let Qingyan go. Aunt promises that she will never target you again..."

Murong Xue sneered. She thought it was for song Qingyan. Song Qingyan was so cruel and ruthless. Murong Rou even dared to force her to let song Qingyan go. It's beyond her power

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