Chapter 588: a bolt from the blue

Chapter 588 Blue Sky 霹雳
"Yes!" Song Qing nodded, and hated his teeth. She was not Murong Xue's opponent for the time being. She could only hide from Murong Xue, but: "Murong Xue will soon marry Ouyang Shizi, waiting for her to enter the Xiaoyao Wangfu. When the child is born, he will often live in the house, and he can’t move around at will.
When he arrives, he no longer has to worry about avoiding her...
"What do you say? Murong Xue married Ouyang Shaohao?" The man sharply slammed his eyes.
"Yes!" Song Qingyi did not understand how the man reacted so much, and nodded slyly.
"Who did you listen to?" The man asked coldly.
"The next generation of the Wangfu Palace, they also said that Xiaoyao Wang, Xiaoyao Wangxi is secretly preparing for the Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue's marriage, just wait for the time to arrive, go to the town of Houfu to hire ..." Song Qingyi according to the actual report, 眸There is a deep hatred at the bottom: Murong Xue is a woman who has been remarried. Isn’t there anyone who should be interested in it, old and dead? How did you get the love of Ouyang Shizi? Also let Xiaoyao Wang, Xiaoyao Wang Hao also agree that she is married to the Xiaoyao Wangfu...
The man’s sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and the bottom of the sill flashed a touch of meaning: Ouyang Shaohao, Murong Xue is ready to become a relative...
Bright sunshine warms up, the round table on the courtyard of Zhaoning Temple is filled with a jar of fruit juice, golden juice, aroma, and mouth watering.
Ouyang Shaohao came forward and gave the jar a mouthful and looked up at Murong Xue: "Working hard."
"You're welcome, remember to divide the juice into half." Murong Xue squinted at the sour wrist, his eyebrows bent and bent, like a small fox, watching the Ouyang Shaohao flashing a touch of laughter: "it is good!"
The breeze blew, and a slight snoring came over. Murong Xue’s incomprehensible Emei:
What happened?

Ouyang Shaohao looked out of the hospital: "Nothing, the craftsman who transplanted Qionghua came with the Qionghua sapling."
Transplanting Qionghua?
Murong Xue blinked: "The scenery of the palace is very beautiful. Every flower and grass is just right, why do you want to transplant the Qionghua tree?"
"Do you not like Qionghua? Let the craftsmen plant the Qionghualin in the Wangfu. When we are free, we can rest and rest under the Qionghua tree." Ouyang Shaohao looked at Murong Xue, and the dark eyes flashed. A little bit of love.
Murong Xue’s eyes lit up, and there was a luxuriant Qionghualin in front of him. The piece of Qionghua fluttered in the sky, and the beauty was like a fairyland: rest in such a Qionghua forest, the quality is really pleasant...
"Shizi, the study has been arranged according to your requirements, vacant half." The hurricane came forward and screamed.
Ouyang Shaohao nodded, faintly said: "The half that is vacant, carefully arranged according to Cher's preferences."
"Yes!" The hurricane took the lead.
Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaohao inexplicably: "Why is it arranged according to my preferences?"
Ouyang Shaoyan's mouth is slightly curved: "My study, half of you."
The study is a heavy place, the study room of Ouyang Shaohao is even more important. In addition to the hurricane, there are no traces of these two people who regularly clean the study, others have never entered, Ouyang Shaohao will give half of the study to her, is to see In her, trust her.
Murong Xue felt a sweet feeling in his heart, and smiled at Ouyang Shaohao: "Thank you!"
"You don't have to be polite, in the future, the study of the study, cleaning, will be handed over to you!" Ouyang Shaoyan gave her a look, the corner of his mouth bent a few invisible beautiful arc.
Murong Xue’s bright face suddenly darkened, and she knew that Ouyang Shaohao’s belly black did not make a loss to buy and sell, sent her half of the study, and by the way cleaned the study, finishing work...
"Shizi, the shopkeeper of Yixiangge came." With a slap in the face, a woman in her thirties, with more than a dozen embarrassed, smiled and walked over.
We have a tray in each hand, a red fabric in the tray, standing in front of Murong Xue.
"What is this?" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaoyu inexplicably.
"You pick a piece of cloth and let the embroidered lady of Yixiangge make a wedding dress for you." Ouyang Shaohao said softly.
Murong Xue is speechless, and making a wedding dress is not a matter of parental care? How did Ouyang Shaohao worry about this future husband? Moreover: "I still have a month or two to be married, the wedding period will be farther away, and now I will start making a wedding dress. Is it too early?"
"Women's wedding dresses must be cut and embroidered at least, and it takes at least a month to embroider. You are a child, and the wedding dresses must be cautious and careful. It is not too early to prepare." Ouyang Shaohao A word and a word, the bottom of the glint flashed a rare dignity.
Murong Xue’s eyes flashed unnaturally. She planned to marry after a year or two. It’s too early to make a wedding dress.
We’re not sure about our marriage, we’re rushing to make a wedding dress, not too. Ok, still a few days..."
Ouyang Shaohao Shen Shen for a moment, nodded in agreement: "This is also true, then I immediately fly the pigeons to the book, let the father, the mother to return to Beijing, tomorrow to go to the town of Houfu to raise the pro..."
Murong Xue was shocked and hurriedly stopped: "Don't stop... Beijing, Taiyuan is separated by a hundred miles. It takes a long time to go to a trip. Wang Ye, Wang Hao's things have not been bought yet. If you call them back now, They interrupted their purchases. Afterwards, they have to go to Taiyuan again, and have more trouble..."
Xiaoyao Wang, Wang Wei was originally scheduled to go to the town of Houfu to kiss her a few days before her, and wait for her and her next appointment to discuss the date of marriage, if they call them back now, go to the town of Houfu to raise relatives, estimated I will be hired in a few days, and she will be married afterwards...
She doesn't make a wedding dress, she wants to push the wedding for a few days, but she doesn't want to advance...
Ouyang Shaohao disapproved: "Father Wang, the mother went to Taiyuan, to buy gold nanmu, now Jinsi Nanmu is already on the way, they stay in Taiyuan, but want to play for a few more days..."
Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: "Let them play, don't bother them..."
"Playing is a small matter, we have set up our marriage, they are not too late to play!" Ouyang Shaohao said faintly, it is necessary to write a flying pigeon biography, Murong Xue hurriedly stopped him: "Marriage is not urgent, do not To disturb the prince, Wang Hao, let's look at the fabric first, make a wedding dress..."
Ouyang Shaohao shook his head in disapproval: "If the marriage is not fixed, then the wedding dress will be made. The name is not right..."
"We are quietly ordering, let others know not to do it!" Murong Xue said in a hurry, lest Ouyang Shaohao retorted, and took Ouyang Shaohao to the front of the cloth: "Which fabric do you think is right for me?"
Looking at her bitter face, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of incomprehensible laughter: finally agreed to order a wedding dress!
Squinting glides over a piece of cloth and landed on the pallet in front: "How about this cloud?"
Yunjin was placed in the first tray. The silky fabric was bright and dignified in the sun. It was enjoyed by the noble wife. Murong Xue looked at it, but there was not much love. He shook his head gently.

What about Jin Jin?
Ouyang Shaohao looked at the other tray.
The brocade is also red, the silk is smooth, and it looks like it is even more beautiful than Yunjin. Murong Xue still doesn't like much, and shakes his head again.
"Su embroidery brocade?" Ouyang Shaohao looked at the fabric not far away, the cloth was placed in the tray, and the red color seemed to flow with a trace of gold wire, which was under the illumination of the sun. The beauty of the people is wrong.
Picky, such as Murong Xue, is also full of surprises, the ghost makes the difference: "Just embroidery embroidery."
"Murong girl really has a vision, Su embroidery is the most beautiful of all the fabrics, and the wedding dress is also the most beautiful..." The woman smiled and praised.
"The award is that the fabric of Yixiangge is good..." Murong Xue smiled slightly and suddenly felt two sharp lines of sight shot.
She glanced up and suddenly looked up and saw a young man in a light purple robes standing on the treetop not far away, looking at them with a condescending look.
Murong Xue frowned slightly and looked at the man coldly. "It turned out to be Jing Wangye. I don't know when Jing Wang had a voyeuristic hobby?"
The big sorrowful Wangfu quietly came down, the shopkeeper of Yixiangge, we looked at each other, eyes and nose, nose and heart.
Ouyang Shaohao looked faint, as if he had known that the night was there.
The night of the dust did not answer the words of Murong Xue, and looked straight to Ouyang Shaohao: "Hear, Ouyang Shizi wants to kiss?"
"Yeah!" Ouyang Shaohao nodded.
"Congratulations to Ouyang Shizi!"
"Thank you!" Ouyang Shaohao's voice is faint, obviously it is perfunctory.
Night Yi Chen does not mind, watching Ouyang Shaohao said: "I don't know the Happy King, Xiao Yao Wang knows that Xue Er is in the cold poison?"
Ouyang Shaohao screamed and screamed: "What do you mean?"
(End of this chapter)