Chapter 339: Murong Jian set up a trick

Chapter 339 Murong Jian set up a trick
"Two, thank you." Murong Xue smiled and looked at Zhou, the sly smile in the cold eyes, and saw that Zhou’s old blood was vomiting, and she kept busy all day. I was so beautiful in the decoration of the house, I did not expect that I did not give the husband a half-use, all of them were cheaper than Murong...
A breeze blew through, bringing a touch of coolness. Murong Xue yawned boringly, Shi Shiran walked forward, and her cold farewell sounded in the wind: "It is not early, I am going back to the Snow Court to rest." You are free!"
Murong’s eyes flashed and he quickly followed up:
Sister, after you left the border, there have been many more things. Let me talk to you...

"Okay." Murong Xue nodded, slowed down, and talked with Murong.
Standing in the direction of Murong Jian, I can clearly see that both of them are smiling. The chat is very speculative. A string of silver bell-like laughter is heard in the ear. Murong Jian’s face is slightly dark and black...
"The elders are still here, they just said that they are laughing and laughing, there is no distance..." Zhou looked at the back of the two people, and did not complain.
"They already know that we want to grab the position of the town, and we will treat them as enemies in our hearts. Naturally we will not respect us any more..." Murong Jian stunned and looked faint.
Zhou's frowning slightly: "Murong has been promoted to the leader of the three products, the official position is higher than the master, and it is not easy to grab the position of the country from his hands..."
"Don't worry, Murong Yu is just a young boy who has no scent, no parents, no power, even if he is a pioneer, he can't make a big splash. Don't worry about him for the time being. It's a matter of urgency. It is a lesson that hinders me. Song Tian, ​​who is on the road to promotion,..."
Murong Jian said in a word, the sharp eyes slammed in the cold: a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for promotion, so that Song Tian asked to stir up, he will never let go of Song Tian asked...
"Master can think of the method of learning Song Tian?" Zhou looked up to Murong Jian, a little bit of light in the dark eyes.
"I already thought of it." Murong Jian nodded, and his mouth curled up with a shallow smile. He couldn’t tell the sinister, strange...
In the confused lake, Murong Xue feels that someone is calling her: "Snow... Cher..."
Murong Xue’s mind was stunned, and the eyes were so sleepy that he couldn’t open it. He was weak and screamed:
Don’t argue... I’m sleepy...
Turning over, away from the voice, she closed her eyes and continued to dream...
"Hey!" One side of the cotton pad suddenly hit her forehead, the cold water infiltrated into the skin, and she was so cold that she had a cold war. The deep sleepiness disappeared without a trace. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.
Looking at the beauty of Ouyang Shaohao, who is close at hand, her chilling eyes ignited the raging anger: "Ouyang Shaohao, what are you doing?"
"Wake you up, when are you looking at it, you are still asleep!" Ouyang Shaoyu said casually, took the wet cotton pad in her hand and threw it into the basin not far away.
Murong Xue looked out of the window and saw that the golden sun was getting higher and higher, and he was about to rise to the middle...
It’s almost noon, she’s really sleep longer. However, Murong has been sitting here last night, telling her about the fun, and talking about ugly (1am to 3am)... ...
Murong Xue blinked his eyes and looked at the Ouyang Shaohao with a quilt: "What are you looking for?"
Her black hair is slightly messy, the light pink apron is looming under the thin quilt, the clavicle is exquisite, the white skin is delicate as porcelain, and the light luster shines in the pale golden sunlight...
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes flashed unnaturally, and he took a snow-blue dress and put it on Murong Xue:
There is nothing big to see if you have lost something.

Murong Xue’s bright face suddenly darkened. She was in his heart, is it a love disaster? Grabbing the soft pillow behind him, the evil man threw the past toward Ouyang Shaohao: "You love disaster..."
Ouyang Shaohao reached out and grabbed the soft pillow, and gave her a casual look: "Is there any trouble? Then what did you do yesterday?"
Murong Xue glanced, his eyes flashed unnaturally: "It’s Song Qing’s shameless calculation, I will let her eat her own fruit. If I was less alert, I didn’t find the abnormality in the bowl. It’s me who is poisoned by poisoning now..."
Looking at her angry face, Ouyang Shaoyan’s eyes are deep and deep: "You have just returned to Beijing for two days, and there have been so many things happening. You are surrounded by danger. The relatives in the town of Houfu are all speculative. Do you have any thoughts? Have you moved to the Happy House to live?
He was by her side, and she was safe to protect her.
"No, I will be careful, although I am now alone, but they want to count me, it is not so easy." Murong Xue said with a smile, the heart of the belly: Ouyang Shaohao is a stingy, refused to give In her separate guest house, she entered the Happy House, and she would live in a room with him. How can she live alone in a snowy house...
Ouyang Shaohao ink eyebrows smashed, faintly looking at Murong Xue did not speak, dark eyes like a deep pool...
Murong Xue was looked at him with a chilly back and wrapped his long skirt. He smiled unnaturally: "That... It’s not too late. I heard that Linjiang Tower has introduced several kinds of pastries and tastes. Not bad, let's try it?"
The ancient cakes are made of pure natural petals, melons and fruits. They are delicious, sweet but not greasy, and very nutritious. They are the refreshments of the time when they are free, and the cakes made by Linjiang Tower are The most delicious of all the pastries...
"Good!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded and regained his gaze.
Murong Xue sighed loosely, dressed in a skirt at the fastest speed, turned over and went out to bed, went to the screen and brushed...
Linjiang Tower is a famous restaurant in Beijing. Guests come and go, and there is a constant stream of people. Murong Xue is sitting in the plum car, slowly savouring the signature dishes of the restaurant, the talk in the hall, through the micro-opening of the door. Passed in.
"I really envy those who can inherit the title, and the generations are the court officials, rich and glory."
"What is enviable? If you want to, you can also have a hereditary title. However, the premise is that you have to enter the military camp and work hard to make a living. Every heroic title in the capital is so hard for the ancestors. The greater the credit, the greater the appreciation of the emperor to you..."
"What happens if you are seriously injured on the battlefield and become disabled?"
(End of this chapter)