Chapter 428: Wangfu Temple

Chapter 428 Wangfu Temple
Murong Xue’s bright face was slightly dark. She had only heard of forcing others to give gifts, or saw it for the first time, forcing others to receive gifts!
God knows that what she hates most is the forcedness of others!
Murong Xue’s hand threw the necklace back into the hands of the night, and the cold road said:
Thank you for your kindness, but I don’t like this necklace?


Why?
She looked at her at night: this necklace was completely made according to her preferences, sapphire, plum-shaped, all her favorite...
"There is no reason, don't like it, just don't like it." Murong Xue said faintly, his eyes were calm and waveless, as if he was talking about a common thing...
The sword eyebrows of the night smog slightly wrinkled, and the sharp eyes of the sharp eyes flashed.
Murong Xue said that if he is innocent, he said: "It is not early, let's go first, Jing Wangye, leave!"
When the words fell, Murong Xue picked up the curtain and got on the carriage.
Ouyang Shaohao also went up, seated next to Murong Xue, held the teapot and poured a cup of tea for her.
Murong Xue took a cup of tea and sipped a bite, and a little smile in the cold eyes, brilliance, flashing eyes.
The nighttime dusty face is gloomy and terrible, just a cup of tea, which can make her show such a bright smile...
The big hand of the micro-grip suddenly clenched, and the beautiful sapphire necklace instantly turned into a fly ash: she didn't like this necklace. She clearly didn't like him. She would not like the house and the house didn't like the gift he gave...
The carriage went away, and the night was cold and cold, watching it disappear, and it didn’t regain its gaze for a long time...
"Yi Dust, your strength is not as good as Ouyang Shaosheng." A faint sigh sounded, Jing Lao Wang stalked over, the dark bottom of the scorpion flashed a little dignified: After the dust appeared, Ouyang Shaoyun cloud light wind It seems that he did not see him, and after Yi Chen saw the Ouyang Shaohao, his look changed slightly. Although the change was extremely shallow and extremely light, but the discerning person could still see it...
The night is soft and deep: "He knows that Murong Xue doesn't like me and will take the initiative to reject the gift I sent, so I will be calm and calm."
"That is also the extraordinary ability of Ouyang Shaohao, you have not been able to hold Murong Xue's heart, let her so single-minded to you ..." Jing Lao Wang gave him a look, screaming at the bottom of the blame.
Night Dust: "..."
It was his negligence that made Ouyang less sinister. Before the dust-washing feast, Murong Xue’s heart was always on him...
"The relationship between Murong Xue and Ouyang Shaohao is very good, and your chances are not great." Jing Lao Wang looked at the night and sighed softly.
"I won't give up." The night of the dust is a word, and the bottom is flashing with dignity that has never been seen before.
"The speed of yours can be faster, Murong Xue has been away for a few months..." Jing Lao Wang's eyes are faint: with her and Ouyang Shaohao's feelings, she and her sister, Ouyang Shaohao will be hired...
The night of the dust is sharp and sharp, and the darkness of the scorpion is hidden.
Jinguang little bit, according to the antique street, Murong Xue got off the carriage, and slowly walked into the Xiaoyao Wangfu.
Ouyang Shaohao walked on her side and looked down at her. She saw her little face bright and charming, her eyes were clear and cold, her body was slightly tall, and her chest was a little raised. It was like a man who was going to be awkward. Now!
Night smog sent her sapphire necklace to please her, save her heart, don't want to let go...
Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of invisible sneer, stretched his long arm, and took a small waist of Murong Xue, taking her to the side of the ramp.
Unfamiliar scenery came into view, Murong Xue smashed his eyebrows: "Shizi, this is not the way to Zhaoning Temple."
"I know, I will take you to a place." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly.
"Where?" Murong Xue looked at him inexplicably.
"You will know when you arrive." Ouyang Shaohao smiled a little, especially mysterious.
Murong Xue came to the Wangfu, to find the Ouyang Shaohao. Every time he stepped into the gate of the palace, he went straight to the Zhaoning Temple and rarely went to other places. He did not expect to be in a secluded corner, where a stone courtyard was located!
The whole yard is made of white marble stones, just like the castle drawn in the comics, noble and sacred. Murong Xue stood in front of the stone house and looked at the tall stone house. He even praised: the houses piled up in stone did not even exist. What kind of gap, like a naturally-generated stone house, is really awesome...
"Where is this?" Murong Xue could not help but ask.
"The ancestral hall of the Happy Palace!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly.
Murong Xue blinked, and the ancestral halls of other people used the stone and bricks of the house to build and mix and build. The Xiaoyao Wangfu actually used the white marble stone to build it. It is really a big deal. However, the temple is the heart of every family. Or when something major happens, the people will come to the sacrifice, for no reason, what does Ouyang Shaohao take her to do here?
"Let you look at the deeds of the Happy Kings..." Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, pushing open the closed door, the faint sandalwood rushing to the face, making people feel calm...
Ouyang Shaohao grabbed Murong Xue’s little hand and took her and went in...
Hurricane, no traces appeared, and left and right guarded outside the hall!
Looking at the Murong Xue standing in the ancestral hall, the corner of the mouth couldn't help but pumped out: "This ancestral hall, isn't it only the owner of the Happy King's House to enter?" How did the world bring the Murong girl into it...
The hurricane glanced at the Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue's hand, very calmly said: "Murong girl will soon become the master of the Happy Palace, and it is indifferent to advance in advance..."
No trace: "..."
Well, with the permission of the world, Murong girl enters in advance, it does not matter, but although the elders are all elders, but they are just some cards, there is no breath at all, the world son with Murong girl to 'look' They are not quite right...
Murong Xue stood in the ancestral hall and saw that the ancestral hall was very large. The pavement was covered with white marble, and the stone walls on the four sides were engraved with small reliefs. A embossed representative of a man wearing a long sword and wearing The armor rides a fast horse, wears a robe and holds a jade, wears a robes and a folding fan, etc. The men's looks and forms are different, but they are all handsome and handsome.
"Who is this carved?" Murong Xue leaned against the wall, slowly moving forward, gently touched the relief, the relief was clean, and the dust was not stained...
"The princes of the dying kings of the dynasty." Ouyang Shaohao walked behind her and explained softly.
Murong Xue glanced at it and watched it carefully. I saw some words of different sizes alongside the relief. The big characters were written with the name of the embossed man. The small words were written on the birth day of the embossed man.
(End of this chapter)