Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 93
"No wonder you look down on my Zhen Guohou's mansion, so you plan to climb another branch." Yu Wenzhen came out from behind a wall with a folding fan in his hand.

Murong Yu smiled coldly: "I never knew that besides being playful and flirtatious, Mr. Zhen Guohou also has a hobby of eavesdropping on people's conversations."

Yu Wenzhen didn't take it seriously: "You reject Ouyang Hanfeng, are you planning to climb higher? If you go up, you will be the prince..."

"Is my matter related to you?" Yu Wenzhen's attitude was bad, and Murong Yu's tone was also bad: "You are from the residence of the Marquis of Zhenguo, and I am from the residence of the Marquis of Zhongyong. There is no connection between the two. What's more, Mr. Yuwen has always hated getting married to the Zhongyonghou Mansion, now that it's as you wished, you should be happy, why are you still bothering me?"

"Do you think Ouyang Hanfeng is excellent?" Yu Wenzhen suddenly asked such a sentence without thinking.

"At least he is better than you emotionally. He is a blank piece of paper, but you can't see the original color." Murong Yu Wuxin talked to Yu Wenzhen more, and walked forward quickly.

"Do you like people with pure white feelings?" Yu Wenzhen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Even if the feelings are pure white now, they will still take concubines in the future..."

"That's better than marrying a flirt who is merciful everywhere." Murong Yu didn't turn his head back, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a familiar dress, Lu Haowen!

When she took a closer look, there was nothing in the distance, and there was no one at all. Could it be that I was wrong just now? Although Lu Haowen is a teacher in the Hou's Mansion, he is also a poor student. It is impossible for him to come to the palace to attend the banquet. It seems that I am really dazzled.

Murong Yu was thinking about something, didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment, turned a corner, bumped into a wall of people, subconsciously reacted, backed away, and apologized: "I'm sorry... my son..." Ouyang Shaoxian, why are you here?

"Where's Wang Xiangya?" Ouyang Shaoxian's tone was as indifferent as ever.

"She went to the study room to get the paintings drawn by the Prince of Luoyang." The flower hall where he and Wang Xiangya went out together is now the only one here, so Ouyang Shaoxian asked, it was not surprising.

"Have you seen Ouyang Hanfeng?" Ouyang Shaoxian was extremely clever, and after a little thought, he understood the cause and effect of the matter.

"Yes." Murong Yu nodded: "The Prince of Luoyang was called to the front hall by the Lord of Luoyang to greet the guests." He looked around quietly, if someone came, he would find a reason to leave here.

"Are you afraid of me?" Ouyang Shaoxian's gaze was like a sharp sword, able to see through people easily.

"No." She wasn't afraid of Ouyang Shaoxian, but she just didn't want to stay with Ouyang Shaoxian. He was too smart and too dangerous. All the secrets were hidden from him.

"Wow, this painting is so beautiful, like flowing clouds and flowing water, you will never tire of seeing it..." A person suddenly ran out from behind and bumped into Murong Yu heavily. In Ouyang Shaoxian's arms...

While startled, Murong quickly straightened his body and backed away from Ouyang Shaoxian...

"Who doesn't have eyes and is blocking my way..." Wang Xiangya's angry questioning stopped abruptly when she saw Ouyang Shaoxian and Murong Yu, her small eyes widened instantly, and it took a long time before she realized: "Who is that?" ...When I don't exist, you continue to..."

With that said, Wang Xiangya turned around and ran away: "Did Xiangya get the painting of Prince Luoyang?"

Just now she sold Murong Yu once for the painting, but now, she is afraid of Ouyang Shaoxian and wants to sell her again, how could Murong Yu let her do so.

"Hehe, I've already got it." Wang Xiangya turned around, raised the scroll in her hand, and smiled unnaturally: "What's painted on it." Murong Yu walked over, took the scroll and opened it to look, high mountains and flowing water, Majestic, indeed impressive.

"This painting is beautiful." Wang Xiangya was complacent: "Just now the men in the front hall were competing for literary talents, including calligraphy and painting. Lu Haowen, the teacher in your family is not only superb in literature, but also in painting..."

Lu Haowen actually came here, and his father should have brought him here: "This painting of yours is not painted by Lu Haowen, right?" There is no signature or seal on the painting, unlike noble sons like Ouyang Hanfeng for.

"You're smart, this painting was drawn by him." Wang Xiangya exclaimed in shock, and when she saw Ouyang Shaoxian, she was startled and shut her mouth instantly.

"Xiangya likes painting very much." Ouyang Shaoxian's voice was cold, with some special elements in it. Murong Yu didn't care, but Wang Xiangya's eyes rolled quickly, thinking about the best answer.

"Yeah Xiangya, you don't like painting, why do you like to collect and appreciate paintings?" She was going to sell herself twice, and she also helped her to teach her a few words, so that she could remember them long. However, why did Ouyang Shaoxian Want to teach her a lesson?
"I am a special Bole. I only know how to appreciate, but not how to paint." Wang Xiangya put away the scroll and looked sideways into the distance, not daring to look at Ouyang Shaoxian.

Ouyang Shaoxian and Murong Yu cooperate so tacitly, as if they have practiced many times, it seems that this is the so-called fate, these two people are a match made in heaven, that boy Ouyang Hanfeng, I am afraid that I will be sad alone, secretly Weeping, but there is no way, who made him not as good as Ouyang Shaoxian.

"By the way, Li Xiangdong, the champion of the new division, is also here. His paintings are not bad, but compared to Lu Haowen, they are inferior. Everyone in the front hall knows Lu Haowen. Even the prince praised him and gave him a drink. ..."

"It's not time for meal yet. What wine are you drinking?" Subconsciously, Murong Yu sensed that something was wrong. Li Xiangdong and Lu Haowen actually appeared in the Luoyang Palace at the same time. Could there be a conspiracy like the time in Zhongyonghou's Mansion? .

"It's the fine nectar bestowed by the imperial palace. Most people can't drink it. The prince of Luoyang just rewarded talented scholars with this to encourage them to write more poems. The winners drink more. Then Lu Haowen drank six or seven cups..."

"Come here, it's bad, someone fell into the water..." The servant girl's screams resounded throughout the Luoyang Palace, Murong Yu frowned, and the ominous premonition in her heart grew stronger: something really happened!

"On this happy day, someone fell into the water." Wang Xiangya took Murong Yu's arm and walked forward: "Yu'er, let's go and see."

(End of this chapter)