Chapter 277
"My son!" Murong Lin trotted, her face was flushed, and she was about to come to Ouyang Shaoxian, when a slim figure suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking the way: "This bag is tightly packed, like a monster." Who is it?" Yu Wenqian looked up and down Murong Lin disdainfully, even mockingly.

The injured half of Murong Lin's face is afraid of the wind, so she is still wearing a cloak and hat to cover the injured half of her face, leaving only the uninjured half of her face outside. Suddenly, she looks really weird.

"Yu Wenqian, let's go to the sky, each side, I didn't offend you, why do you make things difficult for me?" Ouyang Shaoxian is close at hand, but due to Yu Wenqian's obstruction, Murong Lin can't go to talk to her, While anxious in her heart, she was going to reason with Yu Wenqian, arguing would not lead to results, and it would delay her time with the prince. Under the eyes of everyone, if she had nothing to say to refute Yu Wenqian, she would have no reason Stop yourself from going to see the prince.

Yu Wenqian snorted lightly, her eyes mocking: "I am the one who likes to meddle in other people's business and fight against injustices. Don't you remember what nasty things you have done yourself?"

"What bad thing did I do, why don't you tell me?" Murong Lin held her head high and her chest high. She has been keeping a close eye on her recently, and it is absolutely impossible for her to fall into someone else's hands.

Yu Wenqian smiled strangely: "Who sent you the post about entering the palace?"

"Yes..." Murong Lin suddenly stopped the topic, her eyes flickered unnaturally, and she said perfunctorily, "What does this have to do with you?"

Yu Wenqian sneered and said: "It really has nothing to do with me, but it has a lot to do with the owner of the post. Your post was stolen by Mr. Hanfeng. Fortunately, he didn't enter the palace again and asked for another post." , otherwise, when my sweetheart comes, and I meet you, a nasty counterfeit, the misunderstanding will not be resolved..."

Murong Lin and Yu Wenqian quarreled in a moderate voice, just enough to be heard by the people nearby. Many people focused their mocking and disdainful eyes on Murong Lin. Murong Lin hurriedly explained, and blurted out, "You are talking nonsense, that post I didn't steal it, I picked it up..." After finishing speaking, Murong Lin immediately realized that she had said something wrong, and it would be disgraceful to find a post and enter the palace...

"Even if you picked up the post and didn't steal it, but the things you pick up are not returned to the original owner, and you still use them for other purposes, Murong Lin, your quality is really...!" Yu Wenqian's eyes mocked Stronger: "Posts are not valuable, you keep them for your own use, and if you find something valuable one day, you have to do everything possible to hide it..."

The daughter of a famous noble family, the son's family is rich and has everything. If you pick up other people's things, you will naturally not be greedy. If you pick up money, you will be of high moral character and will get a good reputation. Although Murong Lin picked up posts, small things are more responsive The quality of a person, plus, she used the posts she picked up, not only did not apologize, repent, but also repeatedly made unreasonable words. Everyone's impression of her dropped to the extreme in an instant. The word "bad quality" was used on her. It's just right.

"Murong Lin, don't you feel ashamed that you just came out wearing a hat and showing half of your face?" Yu Wenqian was very puzzled by Murong Lin's behavior of showing half of her face, so she provoked her with words just now, wanting to see how she would respond thing.

Murong Lin's scheming was not as deep as Yu Wenqian's. When she was provoked, she really got angry and took off her hat: "I'm wearing a hat just because it's too cold, there's no other meaning!" The cold wind penetrated through the injured skin , penetrated into the bones of the face in an instant, and the pain spread across half of the face like thousands of needles punctured. Murong Lin was shocked, but because of face, she kept enduring the pain and didn't put on the hat.

"Tsk tsk, you have such a thick powder on your face. I didn't know it. I thought you were selling rouge powder!" Aristocrats have light makeup and heavy makeup. It doesn't matter if the makeup is heavy or light, Yu Wenqian Seeing that Murong Lin was not pleasing to the eye, he picked her thorns everywhere.

Murong Lin was about to refute, but Yu Wenqian turned around and walked towards the pond: "People's character is destined by nature, and it will also affect the day after tomorrow. I should stay far away, so as not to be polluted with bad qualities!"

"Murong Yu, let me see your revolving lantern." Murong Yu took the lantern and walked forward quickly, ignoring Yu Wenzhen's request behind him: "The lantern is not mine, if you want to see it, borrow it from the original owner!"

By the pond, Ouyang Shaoxian, who was anxiously looking for someone, saw Murong Yu running over, the corners of his mouth slightly bent, and was about to meet him, when Yu Wenzhen's figure came into view, Ouyang Shaoxian frowned tightly, and walked a few minutes Stepping forward, he came to Murong Yu: "What happened?" He looked at Yu Wenzhen with sharp and cold eyes.

"It's nothing, Mr. Yuwen wants to see this revolving lantern." Murong Yu held up the lantern to Ouyang Shaoxian.

"Murong Yu said that the lamp is not hers, so she won't let me see it!" Yu Wen walked over shaking his folding fan, with a playful smile in his eyes: "It seems that this lamp belongs to the prince, and Miss Murong also belongs to Prince Chuxuan's mansion." Post it into the palace."

"Is my matter related to you?" Murong Yu retorted unceremoniously.

"Of course it has nothing to do with me." Yu Wenzhen smiled lightly, with a strange flash in his eyes: "There will be many changes in the future, and no one can predict what the ending will be. A temporary lead does not mean that we will definitely have... ..."

Ouyang Shaoxian's face was calm, and he gave Yu Wenzhen a cold look: "You have been taught, Mr. Yuwen is very confident in himself!"

Yu Wenzhen still smiled: "Confidence is the first step to success!"

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The higher you fly, the harder you fall. I hope Mr. Yuwen won't fall to pieces!"

The words of Ouyang Shaoxian and Yu Wenzhen were very reserved, but they confronted each other with guns and sticks, and each sentence meant something. Murong Yu understood a little bit, but he was not sure...

"elder sister."

"Big brother."

Both Murong Lin and Yu Wenqian became smarter, instead of calling Ouyang Shaoxian directly, they found someone else to address them, getting closer to Ouyang Shaoxian.

Murong Yu smiled slightly, Murong Lin was quite capable, and she actually got the invitation to enter the palace.

"Sister." Murong Lin walked to Murong Yu's side, calling her affectionately, but looked at Ouyang Shaoxian frequently.

(End of this chapter)

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