Chapter 490

Not far away, under the big tree, there was a luxury carriage with the mark of the carefree palace hanging on it. Murong Xue walked slowly to the carriage and lifted the curtain of the carriage. Seeing Ouyang Shaochen sitting in the carriage, his back was leaning against the wall of the car. Hearing the sound, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at her bright face, and bent a light smile: "the matter is solved?"

"It's done!" Murong snow nodded, stepped on the stool on the carriage, sat down to Ouyang Shaochen body side.

"After selling Murong Rou, she is so angry that she is so angry that she can be angry?" Ouyang Shaochen looks at her with a smile.

"Not bad!" Murong Xue's eyes are dim: Du Shi, Murong Rou comes to her for trouble, so no wonder she's rude. The silver faced man is sincere and will sell Murong Rou to Turks. She will be quiet and quiet with less intrigue

"Du Shi, murongjian must hate you deeply..." Ouyang Shaochen looks at Murong Xue with a smile, and a little indistinct banter flickers at the bottom of his eyes.

"As they please!" It's not surprising that she didn't want to be surprised by the fact that she was doomed to die.

"By the way, who is that silver faced man?" The man is very good at martial arts. He is not an ordinary peddler.

Ouyang Shaochen pondered for a moment and said faintly: "it should be a person from Xiliang. His specific identity has been checked by the dark guard..."

Murong Xue nodded his head. People from Xiliang came to sell people in Qingyan country. There was something wrong with it. We really need to check it out

"What are you going to give for your birthday Ouyang Shaochen looks at her and asks softly.

Murong Xue blinked: "what does Mr. Jing like best?" Mr. Jing is a good elder. He should give his birthday gift to his liking.

"It seems to be a sword, a dagger!" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank and said softly, "inkstone, calligraphy and painting seem to like him..."

Murong Xue nodded gently. Lord Jing was once a general on the battlefield. Naturally, he liked excellent weapons. However, he had not been on the battlefield for many years. He could not give him exquisite weapons. "I asked them to go to the warehouse to pick out good inkstones or calligraphy and paintings and give them to him as a birthday gift."

She just let the servants choose, not herself. She didn't pay special attention to the birthday of Lord Jing!

Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curved with a beautiful radian: "old prince Jing has also given me a post. Then, I will accompany you to jingwangfu to celebrate his birthday!"

"But your injury..." Murong Xue looks at Ouyang Shaochen's chest anxiously. Other people's chest injuries are carefully lying on the bed for rest. Ouyang Shaochen is well and walks around with injuries.

"It's just a minor injury. After a few days' rest, I almost recovered." Ouyang Shaochen light says, completely did not put own injury on the heart.

Murong Xue's bright face is slightly dark, and his bone spurs pierce through his chest, which almost hurt his heart and pulse, and he also calls it hurt? If it is someone else who has suffered such a heavy injury, he will definitely stay in bed for rest. Only Ouyang Shaochen doesn't take his serious injury seriously

"Let's go back to Qinghui garden immediately. Before Lord Jing's birthday, you should lie in Qinghui garden and take care of your wounds carefully. You can't step out of Qinghui garden. Otherwise, you don't want to go to the palace of King Jing for a banquet." Murong snow is threatening fiercely, the bottom of her eyes is flashing a little bit of concern that she has not noticed.

Ouyang Shaochen's Obsidian pupil flashed a clear smile and nodded gently: "good!"

As the stars change, it will soon be the birthday of Lord Jing.

Jingwangfu is located on the busy street of the capital, which is a little far away from the hot spring villa. When Ouyang Shaochen and murongxue arrived at the jingwangfu in a carriage, they saw several luxury carriages and dozens of horses parked outside the huge Jingwang mansion!

Murong Xue blinked his eyes and got off the carriage slowly. He and Ouyang Shaochen handed out the post and presented gifts. He walked into the Jingwang mansion side by side. He walked slowly along the black stone road. The rockeries were stacked and the vines were covered. The garden was full of beautiful flowers. The breeze blew and the flowers swayed gently, which was very elegant.

There are dozens of long tables in front of the garden, on which are placed exquisite wine, melons and fruits, and dozens of young ladies. The childe gathered in twos and threes to talk and laugh at the wind.

More than a dozen ladies gathered around old princess Jing, chatting and laughing. The old princess was smiling and entertaining. Her face was pale and her eyes were haggard, but she looked pretty good.

Murong Xue glanced at a famous guest and raised his eyebrows gently: Lord Jing really only invited friends to celebrate his birthday

"Ouyang Shaochen, murongxue!" Qingrun male voice sounded, mu Liufeng slowly came over, the demon's handsome face was filled with a charming smile: "you also come to the birthday banquet!"

Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, his eyes were as deep as the pool

mu Liufeng looked him up and down: "are you well?"

"Almost." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly, his deep eyes swept over a cluster of people, and said: "how can we not see Lord Jinglao?""He went back to discuss things with my father, Prime Minister Xie." Mu Liufeng said carelessly. He picked up a wine pot from the long table, poured a cup of wine and handed it to Ouyang Shaochen: "the wine prepared by Prince Jing's house is not bad. Try it."

Ouyang Shaochen has not yet spoken, Murong snow frowns and reaches out to take the wine cup: "his injury has not completely recovered, can't drink!"

Mu Liufeng raised eyebrows and looked at Murong Xue with a smile: "you really care about him..."

Murong snow chin micro Yang, proud way: "he is for my injury, I don't care, who cares?"

"If I was hurt for you, would you care so much?" Mu Liufeng's eyes twinkle at her, the eye bottom of evil spirit twinkles a little banter.

"No!" Murong Xue did not want to think about it, but refused.

"Why?" Mu Liufeng rubbed his chest, indicating that he was hurt.

"Because Ouyang Shaochen is here, you won't have the chance to get hurt for me..." Murong snow smile, such as flowers bloom.

Mu Liu Feng's mouth corner smoked: "you really trust him!"

"That's nature!" Murong Xue was smiling, and his natural appearance made Ouyang Shaochen bend his mouth and put a small half plate of fruits and melons from the long table into Murong Xue's hand: "the melons and fruits prepared by Prince Jing's residence should be good. Have a try..."

"Good!" Murong Xue nodded, picked up an apple and put it into his mouth

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