Chapter 866

There is a Begonia tree in the courtyard. The pink Begonia flowers flutter and fall with the breeze, which is beautiful and pleasant.

There is a round mahogany table under the Begonia tree. Ouyang Shaochen, dressed in snow clothes, is sitting in front of the mahogany table, holding a teapot to pour tea. The fragrance of tea overflows everywhere, which makes people salivate

Murong Xue is sitting beside Ouyang Shaochen, holding two plates of cakes in her hand. A Golden Fox lies on her shoulder, pointing to the cake in her left hand, and screaming incessantly.

"If you like this dish of cake, I'll give you this dish of lotus paste cake." Murong Snow said with a smile and put the cake in his left hand to the nearest place from the fox.

"Ouch." Thank you!

The little fox's eyes twinkled in an instant. He jumped to the cake and ate it happily. He tasted the delicious food and looked like a gluttonous foot. Ouyang Shaochen frowned slightly: "if you like lotus cake, you can take it back to your room. We still have something to discuss..."

"Ouch." Do not pay attention to me when you discuss with you.

The small fox head also does not lift say, grasps the lotus paste cake to eat more joyfully.

"We're talking about secrets, not for outsiders to know." Ouyang Shaochen coldly returns to it a sentence, the pupil of obsidian like dye a little frost China.

Small fox eats the action of pastry a meal, raise a head, glare maliciously to Ouyang Shaochen: "Ao Ao." Am I an outsider?

Ouyang Shaochen tastefully sipped his tea and said carelessly, "you are not an outsider, you are a fox."

Small fox instantly fried hair, brandish small claw son, maliciously toward Ouyang Shaochen: "Ao Ao." You are the foreign fox, your whole family is a foreign fox

"Little fox!" Murong Xue sighed helplessly and reached out to stop the little fox. He did not want to stop him. The little fox went straight to Ouyang Shaochen. He was about to pounce on him. Ouyang Shaochen looked pale, as if he had not seen the fox. His slender hand rubbed the white porcelain cup in front of him. A drop of hot tea floated from the cup and hit the fox's forehead The thick heat wet the fur and seeped into the skin. The little fox screamed and ran to the small bucket not far away

"Little fox!" Murong Xue let out a low cry, and he was about to get up and have a look at it.

Ouyang Shaochen grabbed her shoulder and pressed her down: "don't worry, Xunfeng will take care of it..."

Murong Xue's high hanging heart slightly let down, turned around and glared at him angrily and said, "little fox is only three years old, and is still a naive child. You, an 18-year-old man, and its needle point to wheat awn, too much..."

Ouyang Shaochen disapproved: "it's just a drop of hot tea, let it have a long memory, learn to be smart, how can it be excessive..."

That drop of hot tea is too hot, the fox has been scalded away!

Murong Xue looks at Ouyang Shaochen with displeasure. He is about to criticize him again. He sees a dark blue figure standing outside the courtyard. His beautiful face and upright posture are the tan Tai Mo who just separated from them.

"The ninth prince." Murong called softly.

Ouyang Shaochen looks light, look at him, did not speak.

Dan Tai Mo didn't mind. With a polite smile, he walked in slowly: "Princess of the aristocracy, son of Ouyang, do you still like this guest house?"

Murong Xue said with a smile: "the ninth Prince is interested. The guest house is quiet and elegant, and the scenery is pleasant. We like it very much..."

"Just like it." Dan Tai Mo smiles and sits down in Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue.

Murong Xue held up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for Dan Tai Mo: "this is the ninth Prince of Tianshan Yunwu to taste."

Thank you very much Dan Tai Mo picked up the cup and sipped it gently. The light fragrance of tea diffused in his mouth, which made people feel very peaceful. He couldn't help sighing: "good tea, I haven't drunk tea so calmly for a long time..."

Murong snow blinked: "qianxuan war situation, very nervous?"

"Not bad." Dan Tai Mo smiles gently. He looks like a light cloud and a light breeze. However, he has a strong contradiction in his heart. He has two completely opposite ideas: to borrow money and not to open his mouth. In the fierce battle, he gets upset. A touch of uneasy anxiety appears at the bottom of his eyes. Although the anxiety is only for a moment, Ouyang Shaochen is still keenly aware of it and says in a low voice: "the ninth prince comes to us, But something? "

The relationship between Dan Tai Mo and Ouyang Shaochen is general. It's very difficult for Dan Tai Mo to say anything about borrowing a large sum of money from Ouyang Shaochen to raise elite soldiers. However, Ouyang Shaochen sees something in his heart, so he no longer conceals it and encourages his courage: "it's a small matter to trouble Ouyang's son. I don't know if Ouyang's son can..." Speaking, Dan Tai Mo suddenly went up to Ouyang Shaochen's eyes. The little chill in the dark pupils made him change the content of his words: "how far is Xiaoyao palace from here?"

Ouyang Shaochen flashed a strange look at the bottom of his eyes. It seems that he didn't expect that Dan Tai Mo would ask this question. When he looked at Dan Tai Mo carefully, he saw that his eyes were sincere and he didn't mean to joke, so he roughly calculated and replied according to the facts: "thousands of miles away!" Qingyan capital is almost a thousand miles away from hereWhen the voice of Qingyue was introduced into his ears, Dan Taimo felt guilty and hated himself. How could he suddenly switch the topic? But the best time had passed. He could not say anything about borrowing money. He asked the question casually: "how many years has the Xiaoyao palace been handed down?"

"As many years as Qingyan Kingdom has passed on, Xiaoyao palace was established together with Qingyan royal family..." Green flame everybody knows thing, Ouyang Shaochen need not conceal.

Dan Taimo nodded his head and said curiously: "the Xiaoyao palace has been passed down for so many years. It must have accumulated countless contacts and wealth..."

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded gently: "every palace that has been handed down for a hundred years should have such details. Otherwise, what the princes of all dynasties have done is too failed..."

Dan Tai Mo's unnatural smile, their qianxuan country has also been passed on for many years, accumulated a lot of contacts and wealth, which could have been passed down like the Xiaoyao palace, but they were destroyed by the ambitions of their descendants.

Tan Tai Mo's heart is melancholy. I don't know if he asked: "is the dark guard of the carefree palace in the hands of the son of heaven?" After the words were spoken, he realized that there was something wrong with him. He laughed unnaturally: "I'll talk about it casually. Ouyang's son doesn't have to care."

Dark guard is a secret force in every mansion. The number of secret guards and the people who control them are also secrets. It's easy to let outsiders know. When Dan Taimo inquired, Ouyang Shaochen didn't mean to hide it. He said leisurely: "my father didn't care about political affairs. He gave me all the secret guards of the palace a year ago. I have already controlled the secret guards of Xiaoyao palace."

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