Chapter 119: Meet the falling snow pavilion

Chapter 119 gathers in the Snow Court
Under the warm sunshine, Murong Xue sat under the Qionghuashu, slowly pouring a cup of tea and pushing it to Ouyang Shaohao: "Where is Du's mother and child, what can be done?"
The dark guard of the Happy King's House is near the town of Houfu, and the parents of Du's mother and son are all well-known.
Ouyang Shaohao took the teacup and sighed a bit. He said: "For the time being, it is very safe. There is nothing wrong with it... Song Qingyi woke up, but the injury was quite serious, and at least he had to rest for more than half a month to recover."
"Yes? It seems that the night is a kick, and the kick is very heavy." Murong Xue said leisurely, the bottom is full of gloating: the night is the of war, the most sorrowful plot, design framed Murong Jian and Song Qingyi actually dared to give him a fragrant incense. I really didn’t know how to live and die. The night was not cut into seven paragraphs and eight paragraphs, and they were lucky...
Looking at her beautiful smile, Ouyang Shaohao flashed a touch of laughter, faintly said: "The doctor said that the foot will be heavier, Song Qingyi will be violent, and back to heaven."
so serious? Murong Xue jumped and jumped: It seems that the night is dusty and wants to kill Song Qingyi! It was only that he inhaled the fragrant incense, and the internal force was affected more or less. Song Qingyi was lucky enough to return a life...
"Du's mother and son are not afraid of it, don't dare to provoke the night, you have to marry other ways!" Ouyang Shaohao voice is faint.
Murong Xue nodded: "I know!" Du's mother and son have always been bullying and fearing hard. When they encounter the night, they are so devastating that they can't hide and they will never find another way to find their way.
Song Qingyi was only her first move. She asked the stone and asked for the old prince. The night yao dust was also careful and cautious in Jingwangfu. I wanted to calculate them and let them agree to the marriage. It was not a simple matter...
"Ouyang Shizi, Murong girl!" Qingya male voice into the ear, Murong Xue looked up, I saw the East walked away from the stride, the mysterious purple clothes fluttering in the wind, can not tell the chic, noble.
"Seven princes!" Murong Xue surprised his eyes wide open: How did he come to the Snow Court?
"Today is the detoxification day, Murong girl will not forget it!" The East looked at Murong Xue, and the elegant voice was faintly ridiculous.
Murong Xue smiled softly: "Of course, I have not forgotten, I am preparing to wait for the Wangfu Palace..."
"Murong girl is not in good health, so I don't bother you to run back and forth. Under the patient, I should go to the hospital for medical treatment. Later, let the Murong girl come here every three days."
The East said gently, took the white cloth bag in the hands of Huo Tong, and smiled and shook: "I am ready for the water, I can start healing at any time."
Murong Xue: "..." The idea is really thoughtful, and the preparation is complete!
Ouyang Shaohao's face is slightly gloomy, cold and cold looking to the east away: "Luo Xue Ge is Cher's boudoir, not a medical hall, how can you run a big man?"
The East is not at the same time: "Ouyang Shizi does not come often!"
After living in the Xiaoyao Wangfu, he almost went to see the Ouyang Shaohao every day, and all the time went to the air. After checking it, he realized that Ouyang Shaohao was bright every day and came to Jingwangfu to find Murong Xue.
"Is this kind of child the same as you?" Ouyang took a look at him, and he was full of contempt.
"What's the difference?" The East looked at Ouyang Shaoqi from the eyebrows: "Ouyang Shizi did not have a marriage, nor did he have it underneath. Ouyang Shizi did not have a marriage contract, nor did he have it underneath. Ouyang Shizi was clean and self-satisfied. ..."
Murong Xue's eyelids jumped and jumped. How did the two people talk more and more surprised?
Looking at the Ouyang Shaohao, I saw that his bottom was flashing with a little bit of coldness. The hand under the sleeves was slightly gripped, and the silky sleeves looked like they were going to wander. She hurriedly said: "It’s not too late, I Detoxify the Seven Emperors first!"
"There are Lao Murong girls!" The smile from the east to the smile, the shallow curvature of the corner of the mouth, how to look is proud and provocative.
Seeing that he walked to the front of the recliner, ready to sit down, Ouyang Shaoyan eyes glanced, his hand gently waved, the green bamboo recliner instantly reached seven or eight meters: "Just sucking a poison, lying on a reclining chair, sitting on a chair."

"There is no one sitting on the recliner, and the empty space is empty. Why can't the Emperor use it?" The East frowned and looked at Ouyang Shaohao.
Ouyang Shaohao’s cold road:
Because the recliner is dedicated to this world and Cher, no one is allowed to touch it.

Murong Xue is speechless, and these two people, somehow contradictory contradiction: "Seven princes, you just sit down and take a chair, sucking out toxins is the most important."
"Good!" Hearing her words, the East was too lazy to compete with Ouyang Shaohao, nodded, sat down on a bamboo chair, backed against the back of the chair, untied the robe and the blouse, revealing a white, strong chest. .
Murong Xue blinked and was about to get up and walked over. Ouyang Shaosheng stretched her hand: "The men and women don't kiss, you are a young woman, give the east a chest, don't put it right, or you say acupoints, let Let's put it in."
Murong Xue raised his eyebrows and said: "The toxins near his heart have been sucked into the 3rd and 4th. It can't be attracted by simple water. You need to tie a few silver needles to let the toxins dissipate quickly..."
"Let Huo Tongza!" Ouyang Shaohao gave unbiased advice.
"I don't understand medicine underneath." Huo Tong looked at him with a low voice.
"You should always know the acupoints. Just put a few inches of the silver needle into the acupuncture point!" Ouyang Shaohao casually pointed.
"but……"
"Don't be, your master, take care of yourself!" Ouyang Shaohao interrupted his words, took a sip of tea in front of him, such as jade fingers holding Murong Xue's little hand.
"Dongzi!" Huo Tong looked at the East with a distressed look, but he saw that he was looking at the hands of Ouyang Shaohao and Murong Xue, and frowned slightly. For a long while, he said: "You come to the Emperor to let the water drop."

"Yes!" Huo Tong sighed with a sigh of relief. He quickly walked to the east and opened the cloth bag. He was preparing to take the water, and a gust of wind blew through it. A purple figure suddenly fell in front of several people.
Murong Xue stood up and looked at his handsome, cold face, frowning tightly: "Night, dust, what are you doing?"
"Come to discuss the marriage with you." Night Yichen looked at Murong Xue, a word, and the bottom flashed a look that others could not understand.
"Consult the marriage?" Murong Xue disdain and laughed: "What joke are you doing?" She is now thinking about how to retire with him.
"I am not kidding. My father has relapsed. I have no medicine for medicine. Sun Tai’s proposal, let me be a pro...." Yuyao said lowly, and the bottom of the sputum flashed a dignity that had never been seen before.
Murong Xue glanced at me: "What do you mean, let me go to hi!"
(End of this chapter)