The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

"Come on, Murong Xue murders, grab her up!" Du Shi squatted on the ground, tearing his heart and shouting.

The courtyard was quiet, not half-personal, and her words naturally did not respond.

Du Shi was seriously injured, and even thinking about teaching her, really is not self-reliant!

Murong Xue’s bottom appeared a touch of coldness, and Yang said: “Come on!”

Suddenly, there were sudden footsteps in the silent air. Thousands of guards dressed in poor clothes and waisted with long swords poured into the Yutangyuan. They stood neatly in front of Murong Xue. The voice was shocking: "Listen to Missy. Command."

"The old lady has lost her heart and is insane, and she is surrounded by Yutangyuan. She is strictly guarded. Without my command, no one can get in!" Murong Xue’s cold voice carries an unsuspecting command tone.

"Yes!" The guards sighed down and surrounded the Yutangyuan with no expression, and the security was so strict that it was daunting.

Du Shi was full of horror, Houfu guards... All of them turned to Murong Xue, such an important thing, why did she not hear a little wind...

Murong Xue, this little hoof, is really good, and it’s so horrible...

Perceive her hatred, Murong Xue did not care, scorned her and scorned her head and walked away: Du is 50 or 60 years old, and getting older, will not be able to live for many years, will be buried For security.

When Murong was only fourteen years old, he will grow bigger and bigger. Even if he has nothing to do, he will inherit the position of the kingdom of the hereditary. In the future, the entire Houfu will be his, and the guards will also be in him. Hands to discuss life.

Let them choose between Du's and Murong, and smart people will choose Murong.

Du Shi has a child and a mother, can not directly kill her, otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble, she will be locked in the Yutangyuan, let her fend for herself, is life or death, just look at her own Made up...

Looking at the courtyard door of Yutangyuan, which was slowly closed, there was no trace of the mouth. The Du's was old and suffered such a heavy injury. He must be healed as soon as possible before he can heal.

Can Murong Xue not only let people ask the doctor, but also let the guards seal the Yutangyuan, is it to delay the injury of Du Shi, let her hurt and die? Hey, killing people without seeing blood, admire, admire!

Murong Xue reported his hatred, his mood was very pleasant, and his footsteps came briskly: "Ouyang Shizi."

Ouyang Shaohao looked at her bright face, and she dyed a smile at the bottom, faintly said: "Diyang grass has all been put into your arranged warehouse."

"Thank you for the world!" Murong Xue smiled and said: "Shizi helped me a lot, I asked the world to drink tea!"

There was no trace of the mouth and pumping, and my heart was abdomen: Shizi helped Murong Xue find the life-saving sungrass, and saved her life in the carriage. She also helped her bring back the assassins. She even invited the world to drink. Tea, this thank you, too light!

"Drinking tea is just a polite thank you. I am always busy with the help of the child. I have always remembered it. In the future, there is something in the world that I need to help. Although I open my mouth, I must die!" Murong Xue smiles and promises, dark eyes There is a rare dignity in the sputum.

There is no trace of unnatural, light coughing, and disappeared without a trace: misunderstanding the meaning of others, no face to see people, hide it.

"Go to the Snow Court to drink tea?" Ouyang Shaohao faintly asked.

"Yeah!" Murong Xue nodded.

"Let's go!" Ouyang Shaochun's sleeves flicked, gracefully turned around and Shi Shiran walked out.

Murong Xue followed him out of the Yutangyuan, along the Qingshi Road, slowly moving toward the falling snow pavilion.

Far away, I saw a personal sitting on the rockery in front of the pond, the dark green robes, the handsome and childish face, and it was Murong Yu. He looked up at the blue sky and looked confused. I didn’t know what to think.

Murong Xue raised his eyebrows: "Brother, how is your injury?"

The cold inquiry sound came into the ear, Murong suddenly returned to God, watching Murong Xue slowly coming, his eyes lit up, turned over and jumped down the rockery, and quickly walked up to her, looked up and down, confirmed that she was safe and sound, only then I was relieved: "You are back safely, it’s so good, my injury has recovered almost..."

Looking at the Ouyang Shaohao next to him, Murong’s eyes were on the right side, and he gave a deep ceremony to Ouyang Shaohao: “Thanks to Ouyang Shizi for taking care of my sister...”

"Do your best, you don't have to be polite!" Ouyang Shaohao sounded faint.

"Brother, you have no problem with your body. Why didn't you go to fight with your friends and friends, and gamble?" Murong Xue looked at him, his mouth was slightly picked, like a smile, and he was obviously joking.

"You said that it is a friend of the fox, and there is nothing to do with it. I don't want to continue fighting the dog. I am gambling. I am studying seriously..." Murong swayed the book in his hand and was full of arrogance.

Murong Xue blinked and cautiously reminded: "But your book... take it down..."

Murong stunned and looked down. The word "The Analects of Confucius" on the cover was not falling.

Murong Yan Junyan slightly reddish, unnaturally light cough a few times, the bottom of the flash flashed a trace of frustration: he is very hard to want to study, but he is not reading materials, full page, care, and, also, look He got his eyes dizzy, and there is still a mind to understand what they mean, and then integrate it...

"How did my brother suddenly prepare to study?" Murong Xue was full of curiosity. The original master remembered that Murong had not read the book in addition to playing or playing.

"I don't want to do anything anymore!" Murong's voice was low: When the night was 14 years old, the army went to the battlefield and set up a heroic battle. When Ouyang Shaosheng was fourteen years old, he traveled in various countries, and Wencai Wulu was world famous!

And his fourteen-year-old, cockfighting, fighting dogs, gambling, and the name of 纨绔 传 遍 京 京 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , one!

He wants to study hard, not to be side by side with them, just to stop idling like this, so when people see him, they think of a bunch of negative words, shaking their heads and sighing!

Looking at Murong’s appearance, I really want to change myself. Was he stimulated by the words of Song Qingyan?

Doesn't it matter, as long as he is willing to go up, it is a good thing: "There is a civil and military minister in the court, my brother does not like to read the text, you can try martial arts!" Murong Xue smiles.

Murong Yiyi: "Xiwu?"

"Yeah, you don't like to bite the word, even if you read a book hard, you can't learn much, it's better than martial arts. When Hui Bo teaches you martial arts, you are also very willing to learn."

The original Lord had seen Murong Yu and Hui Bo Xuewu. At that time, he was elated and full of curiosity, that is, people were too lazy to learn only forty-nine martial arts in ten years.

"However, you should not ask the martial artist to come to the government to teach martial arts. Go directly to the military camp. You can learn martial arts and learn to use soldiers..."

Murong Yu is of good qualifications, that is, people are lazy, and there is no elders to supervise and discipline, it will become the current text of this article, Wu does not look like!

The control in the military camp is strict, and the training and requirements for the sergeants are extremely strong. As long as he can eat hard, he will be greatly changed.