Chapter Twenty-Eight: Are You Married?

A gust of autumn wind stroked the broken hair on Xia Zhixue's forehead, and greeted the sunset, making her more and more gentle.

Ouyang Huaiyu looked at her like this, his heart was soft, and even his tone was gentle: "What does it matter if you are sincere or not?" At this age, you have to get married. ”

Xia Zhixue is so smart, when she got this statement, she had an idea in her heart.

"You will also have to please a husband in the future." Ouyang Huaiyu's eyebrows on one side were raised, he looked at Xia Zhixue, and said quietly: "When the time comes, you will understand that there are many things that you and I cannot control at this time."

"The prince can see it clearly," Xia Zhixue sighed, and her eyes fell into the distance: "Now I already know."

"You don't have the same heart as Xia Zhiqiu, but you can't go along with her every day, aren't you tired?" In the palace, he saw clearly from the side, Xia Zhixue looked down on her eldest sister inside, and on weekdays, Xia Zhiqiu was all for the good of the third sister, but in fact, it was also a joke.

Xia Zhixue laughed: "It's a long story for me to talk about my sister, the prince is the dragon and phoenix among the people, and the royal nobles still don't have to listen to these parents."

It's hard to tell him that he's already died once, he must be unbelievers, lest he be regarded as a madman.

made her face different from Su Ri, and the disappointment and determination when he first saw her appeared in his eyes, he Ouyang Huaiyu felt a headache, so he eased his tone: "Speaking of which, you are not young, has Master Hou ever married you?"

Xia Zhixue turned her head and smiled: "I don't know what my father thinks in his heart, the most important thing in my father's eyes now is the marriage between my sister and you, I guess he doesn't have time to take care of it."

"You recognized me as the seventh brother that day, and then mentioned it many times," Ouyang Huaiyu followed the temptation and wanted to say: "Isn't it already secretly agreed?" If that's the case, for the sake of your sister's face, this king can still help. ”

When did she show her love for Ouyang Huaisen? Moreover, the man in front of him couldn't do without the matter of marriage in three sentences, which was really abrupt, and looking at it like this, he was making fun of her again.

Thinking like this in her heart, Xia Zhixue's face turned cold: "The prince has to think twice when he speaks, I am a woman who has not left the cabinet and lives in the palace with my sister, which has made outsiders talk about it, and now the prince and I have been crowned with this trumped-up crime, who will be able to look down on me in the future?" How do others look at our Hou Mansion? ”

A person's fate and family must be closely linked, Xia Zhixue knows this truth very well, one is prosperous, and one is lost, although he hates the blood-sucking demon cave of the Hou Mansion, he still has to maintain it.

Her face was flushed, and the look in her eyes had already become normal, Ouyang Huaiyu knew that she was wary, so she looked down: "Why did the third sister scold this king so much?" I also look at Zhiqiu's face and want to help you, since the third sister is so unappreciative, I have the right to treat this king as if he never opened this mouth. ”

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"Lord Wang, but tired of Zhiqiu?" As soon as the two of them said goodbye to the princess and arrived at the palace, Xia Zhiqiu stood at the gate of the courtyard with a smile, looking at the prince with autumn waves in his eyes.

After a tiring day, before he sat down, he was dragged and slandered, Ouyang Huaiyu was furious, and his tone was not as good as before, and he said impatiently: "You don't have to think about it, it's just that the road up the mountain is rugged, and I don't want your body to be bumpy a lot, so I didn't call you."

Xia Zhiqiu saw Xia Zhixue behind Ouyang Huaiyu at a glance, and his heart was even more jealous: "The prince is not telling the truth, the third sister looks younger than me, how can she go, I can't go?"

The most disgusted woman cries and cries, Ouyang Huaiyu looked at Xia Zhiqiu coldly: "If you cry, go to your hibiscus garden and cry enough, this king is tired for a day, and he can't even rest?" No matter how bad it is, you go back to your Hou Mansion and cry. ”

This is the first time she has given face in front of Xia Zhixue.

Xia Zhixue only stood aside respectfully, and did not speak, looking at Xia Zhiqiu's coy posture with cold eyes.

Feeling Xia Zhixue's eyes, Xia Zhiqiu only thought that she was here to see her jokes, she was so aggrieved, and she didn't see her come out to say a word for herself, but she looked leisurely and complacent. How? Just went out with the prince for a day, and I didn't know how thick the sky was, so I ran over to practice her?

Ouyang Huaiyu left the two of them, summoned Hua Cheng directly, and entered the house.

"Third sister, is this a joke looking at my sister?" As soon as the prince left, Xia Zhiqiu accepted the weak state of Fang Cai.

was helped to stand up by the maid and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with a silk handkerchief.

"Sister, this is wronging my sister," Xia Zhixue smiled at the corner of her mouth: "The prince and his sister can talk about his sister all the way, and he only said that he can get his sister, which is the blessing he cultivated in his previous life."

Seeing what kind of people say what kind of things, Xia Zhixue picks up what she likes to listen to.

Xia Zhiqiu's dark face is only half a point better, and the eyes that look at her are no longer so sharp.

Knowing in his heart that this was an effective beating, Xia Zhixue continued: "The prince didn't lose his temper according to his sister, the prince put you in his heart, but his sister questioned him in turn, and whoever listened, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in his heart."

Xia Zhiqiu was shocked, she forgot about this stubble, Wang Ye had a good temper, and she was so scared that she lost six souls.

"What is my sister still standing here? Hurry up and accompany the prince, how can the husband and wife have any overnight feuds. Instigated Xia Zhiqiu, who was embarrassed.

The prince was angry at this time, and she knew that the prince's dislike for Xia Zhiqiu was not a sad heart, so she only let her bump into this opening, which made the two of them suspicious.

Xia Zhiqiu Suri was soft-eared, and thought that this fool would not lie to her on weekdays, so he hurriedly lifted his skirt and trotted to the front of the prince's room.

"Girl, slow down, watch your step." The rough maid beside her shouted and saluted Xia Zhixue and chased after him.

"Idiot!" With a cold snort, Xia Zhixue turned around and walked towards the side courtyard.

From beginning to end, Lotus stood aside with an indifferent expression, no matter what Xia Zhixue said, she looked like she couldn't move. is not calm in her heart, these three young ladies are really skillful, she touches people's pulses accurately, and she is a character.

The master and servant bypassed the front hall one after the other, and walked from the back garden to the side courtyard.

"Lotus," said the man who was walking in front of him, suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and turned his ear to the side, "what sound do you hear?"

Lotus shook her head: "No, the girl is afraid that she is tired."

Xia Zhixue looked puzzled, frowned, closed her voice, and listened carefully.

A female voice was still whimpering.

"Woman cry, go and see who is behind the rockery." Xia Zhixue pointed with her hand, and the lotus trotted over to check.

In a moment, he led a woman out, and saw that she was no more than her age.

"Who are you? Why are you crying here? "The subordinates in the palace are all trained, and although they can chew the root of their tongues on weekdays, they are not bold enough to come to this back garden to cry, which makes the palace angry.