Chapter Forty-Eight: Miss Cher, Save Me

yes, how did he come! Isn't it because I'm worried that some little woman will get angry and won't eat, and she'll be hungry!

"I heard that you punished two maids today?" Ouyang Shaoxuan was so angry when he saw her, he had to take the initiative to talk to her about it!

Yang Xile couldn't be happy when she thought that she had become the laughing stock of everyone after dinner.

"yes, you don't know how ugly they say. But that's not the case, and the most infuriating thing is that this kind of thing is not easy to explain. ”

Yang Xile's feeling now is: dumb people eat coptis, and they can't say what they are suffering from!

But why did Ouyang Shaoxuan mention this, could it be that Xingshi asked for the crime! "I didn't do anything to them, I just taught them a lesson, just to set an example for chickens and monkeys!"

Yang Xile didn't know that Ouyang Shaoxuan didn't blame her at all, in his opinion, those two maids dared to arrange their masters at will, and they couldn't be punished too much!

"It doesn't matter what the facts are. Besides, I, Ouyang Shaoxuan, have never cared about what others think of me! "His consistent style is to do his own thing, others are not used to it, either he does not accept the battle, or he just shut up!

But Yang Xile didn't think so!

"You don't have a backache when you stand and talk! Haven't you heard? It's you who pounced, you're the victim, I'm the vixen that everyone spits on! ”

Whether it is in ancient times or now, as long as it is a peach-colored scandal, it will always be women who suffer in public opinion!

Ouyang Shaoxuan reached out and touched her head, comforting: "I promise you, there will be no similar rumors in the future!" Now, I command you, come with me to lunch. ”

Yang Xile is really in a bad mood, and even the food she is most passionate about can't arouse her interest.

"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, you can go by yourself!"

With that, she pulled the quilt over her head again and lay down!

But her stomach made a protest sound at this time, and it gurgled, quite loudly.

Yang Xile felt a slap in the face and gently slapped his stomach.

Ouyang Shaoxuan's voice sounded like a hidden smile, "Get up, don't be willful, I heard it all!" After a pause, he added, "Yang Xile, you should study like your belly, it is much more honest than you!" ”

"I'm not going!" Say it, spill it! If you change your mouth at this time, it looks very spineless.

How could Ouyang Shaoxuan not know her careful thoughts! But he had his own way.

"Really? If you don't go, I'll hug you! ”

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Xile heard that he was going to take her to dinner, she almost got up with a carp!

She didn't doubt Ouyang Shaoxuan at all, if she didn't go, Ouyang Shaoxuan might really take her away!

But it's too messy, isn't it? He still has a wound in his chest, and although he looks like he is okay now, it doesn't mean that he is better.

If he hugged Yang Xile, he would be sure, ironclad, and the wound would crack open again. Not to mention the damage to the body caused by the wound cracking again, if everyone sees it, they have to say that she seduced Ouyang Shaoxuan!

Thinking of this, Yang Xile put on his shoes as quickly as possible, dressed for the truth, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with him in the mirror, he decided to go to dinner obediently!

"Why bother you, Lord Wang? Let's go, eat, hehe, eat! ”

When Ouyang Shaoxuan and Yang Xile came to the dining room, they had already served a table full of dishes, just waiting for the two of them to sit down.

Ouyang Shaoxuan personally filled Yang Xile with fish soup and put it in front of her.

Xiaohong and the others secretly thought in their hearts that the prince really loved Yang Xile very much.

But the person concerned, Miss Yang Xile, had no heart or lungs, so she took it and drank it directly, which seemed to be accustomed to it.

"Drink slowly, be careful of choking." He didn't seem to care, and reminded him gently.

"Uh-huh, thanks."

The fish soup was very delicious, and after Yang Xile finished drinking, he handed the bowl to Ouyang Shaoxuan. Who called the soup in front of him?

"I still want it."

Ouyang Shaoxuan took the bowl, gave her a small half bowl, and said, "If you drink too much, you won't be able to eat." ”

Yang Xile drank a little hot again and ate some casual food.

Ouyang Shaoxuan didn't seem to be in a hurry to go to the study, so the two walked around the house together to eliminate food.

"Ouyang Shaoxuan, I think we're almost fine, we should be able to leave for Dragon City, right?"

Counting the days, they set off from Nanyang, and it has been almost two months now, and they haven't arrived yet.

It's no wonder that scholars in ancient times went to Beijing to catch the exam or something, and they had to go for more than half a year at every turn, and they had to be entangled a lot, and they relied on two legs to dare to love.

"Take good care of your health, and in seven days, we'll set off." Ouyang Shaoxuan thought about it for a while and said. Seven days, it should be almost good.

"Okay!" Yang Xile's voice was muffled, because she felt that the delay was too long, and she really wanted to go to Nangong's house to find Nangong Fanghua's whereabouts.

But what can she say? Not only is she injured alone, but Ouyang Shaoxuan himself is injured, so he can't help but think about him.

The two unconsciously walked a little farther away and walked out of the courtyard where Yang Xile and Ouyang Shaoxuan lived.

Yang Xile felt a little tired, she had only been able to get out of bed for a few days, and her body was really not as good as before. She secretly made up her mind in her heart that after her body recovered, she must exercise well, otherwise she would really become a weak and "sick Shih".

"Go back, I can't walk." She stopped, and Xiaohong saw that she was very tired, and hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"Okay, you go back with Xiaohong first, it's much closer to this road." Ouyang Shaoxuan's meaning should be not to go back with them.

Yang Xile knew that he should go back to the study to deal with affairs.

Ouyang Shaoxuan is a prince after all, or a "famous" prince, he should not be as idle as he seems on the surface.

"I see. Do you want to wait for you to eat together in the evening? Yang Xile naturally asked this.

She didn't think there was anything wrong, but Ouyang Shaoxuan sounded as if his wife was asking her husband.

Thinking of this, his evil eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his affectionate mouth also raised slightly.

"Okay, wait for me."

After that, he left.

Looking at the direction he was going, he was really going to the study.

"Miss, Miss, did you see it, the prince smiled just now. The way the prince laughed is really mysterious. The prince is so handsome, and the most important thing is that he is so good to you, Miss. ”

Xiaohong held her face with both hands, looking like a nymphomaniac.

Yang Xile knocked on her forehead, "Everyone has gone away, and they are still." Let's go back too. ”

"Ouch, miss, it hurts." Xiaohong gently rubbed her forehead, "Okay, Miss, I'll help you." ”

Slander in my heart: I'm telling the truth, the prince is already extraordinary, and he is also a first-class good to the young lady.

Two walked in front, followed by four little maidens.

The group went back to the path pointed out by Ouyang Shaoxuan. Yang Xile is not very familiar with this place, but fortunately, Xiaohong and the maid are much more familiar than her, and they are not lost.

"Spare our lives, we don't dare anymore. Lord Sheng Yun, spare your life. When passing through a courtyard, Yang Xile heard the sound of begging for mercy from inside.

Sheng Yun? Could it be that Sheng Yun is inside?

"Xiaohong, do you know what this place is?" Yang Xile pointed to the courtyard and asked, she was curious about what was going on inside.

Xiaohong was also very strange, she replied, "Miss, this is the ground where Nangong Xue lives." ”

At this time, Sheng Yun's voice came from inside, very indifferent.

"Execution."

Then came the sound of slapping boards, and screams.

"Miss Cher, save the slaves, Miss Cher." The voice was very miserable, and Yang Xile felt panicked when he heard it.

Yang Xile looked at Xiaohong in surprise, and Xiaohong also looked at her in surprise, it was obvious that she didn't know what was going on.

"Let's go, let's go have a look."

When Yang Xile entered the courtyard, he found that there were really a lot of people inside, and there were more than a dozen of them, including men and women, old and young. Women make up the majority, with only two men.

It can be seen from their clothing that they should be subordinates of the house.

At this time, everyone looked trembling, and it seemed that everyone was in danger.

There was a chair in the middle of the courtyard, and on the chair lay a maid, and the two servants were holding wooden sticks at this time, and hit her mercilessly.

The little maid is not very old, fifteen or sixteen. Yang Xile looked at her and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Xiaohong, why do I think this maid looks familiar?" She couldn't think of anything, so she asked Xiaohong for help.

"Miss, isn't this the maid next to Nangong Xue? I don't know what happened, it's pitiful. Xiaohong covered her eyes with her hands, unable to bear to look at them again. But the sound of the little maid's screams still came to my ears, and each one was more miserable than the other.

Yang Xile remembered after being reminded by Xiaohong. This is indeed the maid next to Nangong Xue. The last time Nangong Xue came to her yard, she was followed by this maid.

I remember that she didn't seem to say a word, she always did her duty, and she didn't know what she was wrong.

Nangong Xue was also in the crowd at this time, she was wearing snow-white clothes, and she was really as good as her name. But Yang Xile felt that she was not suitable for wearing white clothes. Because her temperament is charming, but white gives people a feeling of simplicity, or a very fairy feeling, she is not suitable.

Just now, I seemed to hear Nangong Xue's maid begging her to save herself, but she didn't answer, and she was indifferent to herself, which was really chilling.

"Miss Cher, save me, it hurts." The little maid's voice was much quieter than just now, and Sheng Yun had no intention of stopping. Yang Xile was worried that if she continued like this, her life would be in jeopardy.

"Stop." Yang Xile still can't get past his own level. Although she didn't know what crime this little maid had committed, she was still so young, she hadn't married or had children, and she died like this, which was a little cruel.