The golden leaves spread all over the garden, and everyone realized that this was a grand dinner party running into late autumn.

It was in this weather that Murong Xue was in the snow garden, painting the Kodan on her nails.

It's not a bright red, it's a transparent color, and it doesn't have any color on the nails, and it doesn't smell at all.

This is the formula that Murong Xue specially found in the twenty-first century.

She thought she couldn't find the ingredients here, and she didn't expect the effect to be so good.

"Miss, what's the use of this thing?" Wu Yue stood beside Murong Xue, frowning puzzled.

This is what the young lady told her to find, and there are snake venom and pollen, as well as grass blades, what is the use of these juices mixed together?

"It's useful." Murong Xue didn't say much.

"July, tell me what's going on out there now."

"Two days ago, it was rumored in the palace that King Yuze's condition was getting worse, and the ministers of the court and China are now choosing a camp. And the eldest prince and the third prince, the activities are more frequent"

"My father, which camp are you in?"

"Neutral, don't stand at any point."

Murong Xue leaned her whole body lazily on the chair, put her hands on the back of her head, and pillowed her head.

It seems that Daddy's attitude is wise, and the eldest prince and the third prince know at a glance that they are not good birds. A man who only knows how to eat, drink, and gamble all day long, and does nothing all day long; And the other one, murderous and bloodthirsty, if such a person really becomes the king of Yuze, Yuze will be destroyed sooner or later.

"By the way, why haven't you seen my brother come to Xueyuan in the past two days?" If she remembered correctly, at this time, Murong Feng should have come to Xueyuan to report.

"Young master, I am receiving the third prince in the hall at this time." Wu Yue knew that Miss was asking her.

Qiyue was in charge of outside affairs, while she, Wu Yue, only needed to understand the movements of several masters of Murong Mansion.

"The Third Prince?" Oh, it looks like I can't wait. I always thought I would wait for a while, but I didn't expect to come to the door so soon.

However, Murong Feng's reputation as the fourth young man in the capital is not touted, and he is more than enough to deal with the third prince.

Hey, as if she's overlooked something.

By the way, Xiahou Mobing!!

He is also a prince, whether he is favored or not, he has the blood of the Wang family in his bones, there is no doubt about it, she Murong Xue doesn't believe it, as a prince, he will be indifferent to that supreme position.

In fact, this time Murong Xue really thought wrong, Xiahou Mobing really didn't have the slightest interest in anyone. He rarely cares about the Mo Palace, let alone wants him to take over a country. But he wouldn't watch Yu Ze be destroyed like this. Who called Mo Gong the ruler and peacemaker of the Falling Rain Continent!

"We've all neglected one person! What about the sixth prince, Xiahou Mobing? ”

However, with his talent and means, it shouldn't be very difficult to get that throne.

Murong Xue was thinking about it, when she suddenly found that an enlarged face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The narrow eyebrows on this face flew into the sideburns, a pair of black eyes shone with a dark glow, and the facial features were three-dimensional, as if carved by a famous artist.

Although she hasn't seen her for more than ten days, she shouldn't admit this face...... Is it a delusion?

Murong Xue just wanted to reach out and rub her eyes, but a pair of delicate and delicate concubines were grasped by his wide hand. Xiahou Mobing's pair of black eyes showed a different look, and he seemed to be smiling, "What's the matter, I don't know Prince Ben?" ”

"Xiahou Mobing?"

"You really have this prince in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't be eager to investigate this prince, what do you think?" Xiahou Mobing's shallow and thin lips are like Dan, and the corners of his mouth are curved to look good.

“………… Die to shame!!! Murong Xue rolled her eyes.

Xiahou Mobing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked Murong Xue up and down strangely, and then touched her little hand and poked her little head. Why is this girl so vindictive?

What the heck? Is this playing with her as a doll?

Under the sun, Xiahou Mobing's beautiful eyes that were as black as ink seemed to be covered with a faint layer of gentle and doting color, he suddenly stood up, grabbed Murong Xue's hand, and said charmingly: Go, take you to a place.

Where to? Murong Xue looked at him with some puzzlement. Also, it seems that they don't know each other, right?

At this moment, his pupils seemed to be shining with a brilliant luster, and there was a faint flow of excited light and shadow. It seemed as if all of a sudden, the doubts were explained.

Yashel? What the heck? Murong Xue looked puzzled, how could she not know that Yuze would have such a place?

Xiahou Mobing knew that Murong Xue had a lot of questions, but he walked forward directly without explaining, and the delicate pair of soft wattles were held by his wide hands, and he didn't let go until he reached the destination.

Hot spring? Take her to the hot springs? Murong Xue felt a flock of crows flying overhead.

"Go clubbing, I'm guarding the entrance of the cave!" Xiahou Mobing rubbed Murong Xue's hair.

“………”

Watch the back of the beautiful young man disappear into the cave. Murong Xue woke up in shock.

Faintly, she seemed to smell the smell of Chinese medicine. Is this to condition her body? He knows how to heal??

Although Murong Xue has a lot of questions, she still cherishes her own body very much. She had always wanted to find the Divine Doctor Ruthless, and since she had fallen into the pond, she had been afraid of cold, and she knew that it was cold poison. And Murong Zhong and the others have also spent a lot of thought over the years, trying their best to find a way to detoxify, but they have never found it, only a way to suppress it, she knows that the cold poison is suppressed in her body, but if it is not cleared, it will be a matter of time before the attack occurs.

………… An hour later.

Murong Xue appeared in front of Xiahou Mobing in a neatly dressed manner.

Xiahou Mobing's eyes were raised, his throat tightened, and he suddenly felt his mouth dry.

The eyes of this girl, the white and tender face looked red, and the smooth hair was still dripping.

Alas, when will she grow up! Xiahou Mobing couldn't help but turn his back and sigh slightly.

"............" is inexplicable.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."