Chapter 658: Birthday face (1)

Chapter 658, the birth of a face (1)
The Qingyue voice is soft and soft, like the spring breeze, the light fluttering into the heart.
Murong Xue glanced, looked up, facing a pair of deep and narrow eyes, like the charm of the night, scattered development of the message.
Murong Xue’s eyelids jumped vigorously, and the heart made a very bad premonition. The slim body quickly retreated backwards. I didn’t want to, Ouyang Shaohao took her small waist and took her back. The thin lips were printed on her. On the pink lips.
The sleek touch is uploaded from the lips, and the faint ink bamboo sticks permeate in the mouth. Murong Xuemei has flashed a hint of helplessness, pushing the Ouyang Shaohao: "That... I suddenly feel a little sleepy... Let's rest... …have a rest!"
Ouyang Shaoyi was reluctant to leave her, and her dark eyes were deep and inky, staring at her deeply: "Are you really sleepy?"
"Really, really... absolutely true." Murong Xue focused on his head and swear by his hand.
Ouyang Shaohao’s eyes are deep and deep:
But I can see your eyes shining brightly, without any fatigue and sleepiness...

Murong Xue blinked and flashed: "That... I am already sleepy, and I haven’t shown it on my eyes... I can fall asleep with the first pillow."
I am afraid that Ouyang Shaohao does not believe that Murong Xue’s 'tired' yawned, and hugged the waist of Ouyang’s Shaohao, buried his face in his arms, his eyes closed, and long eyelashes twitched. .
Therefore, to make a calm look, I saw Ouyang Shaoyan's mouth curling a beautiful arc, clutching her shoulder and pulling her out.
"Sleepy, sleepy, don't quarrel." Murong Xue was dissatisfied with his hands, holding his hands on Ouyang Shaohao, his face buried deeper in his arms, a pair of 'I am really sleepy, how do you pull, I I won't open my eyes and say more to you.
Ouyang Shaohao flashed a smack of laughter, loosened her shoulders, pulled the sloping quilt, and re-covered the two men, pointing the night jewel in the wall slot, holding the arms, smiling Sleeping: Since you are sleepy, take a break.
Silver moonlight shines into the room from the window, and shines on the two people who are embracing each other.
When Murong Xue woke up, it had already arrived (5 am to 7 am), evacuated toward the clouds, the mist subsided, and a little golden light passed through the lattice window and sprinkled on the big bed in the room.
Murong Xue slowly and gently groomed, after eating, went out with the Ouyang Shaohao and went to the carriage of the Six Emperors.
The Six Emperors are the royal princes. They are noble and have been the most beloved sons of the Emperor. They also have a certain influence in the DPRK. His birth, the capital of the city, is well known.
Far away, Murong Xue saw the predecessors of the Six Emperors' House come and go, and the excitement was extraordinary. The officials who came to congratulate the family were full of friends. The various gifts piled up like mountains. The butlers of the Six Emperors House stood at the door and politely welcomed the guests.
Emperor Xiao Dong is so jealous of the six emperors, there are still so many people to attend the six princes' birthday feast, the six emperors seem not simple...
"Look, look, the little brother of the underground palace is coming!" I don't know who shouted, everyone looked at the road.
Murong Xue also looked up and looked at the past. I saw Xiao Feiyang wearing a red robes, sitting on a gorgeous sedan chair lifted by four people, and striding forward, his lips swaying, his chin raised, his eyebrows were arrogant.
Seeing the housekeeper of the Six Emperors' House, he raised a slap in the corner of his mouth: "Yang Guanjia, today is the birth of the six cousins, Feiyang is here, wish him every year, today and now..."
"By Xiao Xiao's young master Ji Yan." Yang Guanjia's voice is not salty, not faint, faint, revealing perfunctory.
Xiao Feiyang did not mind, and commanded the bearers to park the car in front of Yang Guanjia. He took a small box of mahogany with a length, width and height of 20 centimeters from the attendant and handed it over: "This is It is not a tribute to the birthday gift of the six brothers."
"Thank you Xiao Xiao Shaoye!" Yang Guanjia said faintly, reaching out to pick up the small box, do not want to, in the moment he touched the small box, Xiao Feiyang has regained his hand, Yang Guanjia did not catch the small box, the small box 'plop through' One fell, fell to the ground, fell into several pieces, revealing the gift inside.
The gift is a light gray hat, which is the kind of fashion that the scholars on the street often wear. It is not set with any gold, silver or jade ornaments. What is more peculiar is that it is made of coarse cloth and looks gray and smashed. It’s shabby...
Yang Guanjia’s face sank slightly, not salty and not light:
This is the birthday gift sent by Xiao Xiao’s young master?

"Yeah!" Xiao Feiyang nodded, and of course took a look.
"The gift of Xiao Xiao's young master is really strange!" The last two words, Yang Guanjia aggravated the voice, highlighting the deep ridicule.
Everyone looked at each other and looked at the nose and nose. The underground palace was sitting on Jinshan and Yinshan. The gift that the young master of the underground palace prepared for his cousin turned out to be a rough cloth hat worth only a few copper plates. It is really...hehe... ...if such a hat is placed in front of them, they will not look at it and kick it directly to the side...
Xiao Feiyang very disapproved of their words, Yang said: "Speaking often, courtesy and affection, I sent a gift from my six brothers, representing my heart, you can not just criticize..."
Murong Xue sneered at the lips and sneered at the time. If the people in the poor family lived a birthday, they would be able to represent their own wishes.
But now the situation is that the six emperors of the Nanzhao Kingdom lived the birthday, the young masters of the underground palace gave gifts, the more rituals were given, the more they could represent the respect of the six emperors in the underground palace, and the gift of rituals represented that the underground palace had not placed the six emperors In the eyes, they are mocking him and provoking him...
Yang Guanjia also understood the meaning of Xiao Feiyang, and looked at him faintly: "That is the meaning of Xiao Xiao’s young master, do you care about the six emperors?"
"Of course!" Xiao Feiyang focused on the key: "The hat, that is, the courtesy, I sent this gift to the six cousins, I want to tell him, I am polite to him, respect..."
"Is it? Xiao Xiao's young master is really good at heart!" Yang Guanjia said lowly, no emotions in the sound of no wind and no waves, Xiao Feiyang heard the ridicule in his words, he did not mind, smile Looking at Yang Guanjia: "Yang Guanjia is heavy..."
Now Xiaobei, but an incompetent person with no power and no power, he is too lazy to cope with him, he is really bored in the underground palace, will come to the six emperors to join in the fun, send Xiaobei a rough cloth hat, already very I can see Xiaobei...
Xiao Feiyang thought arrogantly, and the corner of his eye invisibly saw Murong Xue standing in the distance, and his bright eyes suddenly slammed: "It's you!"
"It's me!" Murong Xue sounded faint.
"You also come to the six-brother's birthday feast?" Xiao Feiyang asked.
(End of this chapter)