The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady Chapter 165

Giving Directions to Future Brother-in-law

“Watch every slight move of Qin Haoyan for me, and don’t let your guard down on Qin Yuyan!” Ouyang Shaochen said coldly, his inky pupils were deep as pools . They were all members from Mo Bei royal families who could mobilize Mo Bei imperial guards . Who was the real mastermind behind the scenes remains to be seen . . .

 “Yes!” Xun Feng responded in a low voice . From his point of view, he could see Ouyang Shaochen lying alone on the bed . He raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice, “My prince, you . . . ”

 “Anything else?” Ouyang Shaochen looked up at Xun Feng with sharp eyes, making the other side shudder, “No . . . No, I gotta go!” Xun Feng said hastily, and disappeared in the blink of an eye .

Ouyang Shaochen withdrew his eyes and looked down at Murong Xue . He saw her eyes closed and breathing evenly . Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting two thick shadows on her eyelids, and her beautiful little face was slightly pale, which made him cannot bear to disturb the peaceful sleeping beauty .

Ouyang Shaochen chuckled and pulled the thin quilt in the bed over to cover them both . He stroked her delicate porcelain face with his jade-like fingers but sighed softly . Why was she so stupid? When could she become smarter and understand his feelings for her?

Between sleep and awake, Murong Xue tried to turn over, but could not move . There were faint ink and bamboo fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose, she frowned and slowly opened her eyes .

Into her eyes were a white chest accompanied by strong heartbeats . Warm breath sprinkled on her hair, strong arms tightly around her waist, Murong Xue sighed, she wanted to have some rest yesterday, unexpectedly, she overslept . . .

 “Sister, sister . . . I’m back . . . ” A cheerful voice coming through, the bedroom door was pushed open . A slightly thin figure appeared with a smiling face and was ready to step into the room .

 “Whoosh!” A sharp strong wind blew from inside to close the wide-opened door instantly . Murong Ye was shut out with a “bang” . A painful cry came from outside, “Oh, my nose . . . is going to be broken . . . ”

Murong Xue was stunned, looking down slowly at Ouyang Shaochen who already opened his eyes and looked at the door lightly . His clear and bright  eyes were dark and sharp . It seemed that he was dissatisfied with Murong Ye’s trespassing in her room .

Murong Xue looked at him puzzled, “What are you doing?”

 “How can a man enter your room casually when he is supposed to avoid arousing suspicion?” Ouyang Shaochen said word by word, and his obsidian pupils flashed with indignation .

Murong Xue was choked by her words, and after a while she then said word by word, “He is my brother!”

 “Your brother is also a male . Men and women could not sit together from the age of seven . Don’t forget he is already fourteen!” Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows and looked at her with disdain at the corners of his eyes .

Murong Xue, “…”

According to his logic, Ouyang Shaochen himself was also a male . Although he did not break into her room, he stayed in her room for more than one night . . .

Seeing her silence, Ouyang Shaochen’s complexion eased slightly . He got off the bed gracefully and freely, took the white robe aside, put it on slowly, and then said lightly, “It’s early, if you have nothing important during the day, you can take more sleep!”

Murong Ye had already arrived at the door, how could she go on sleeping?

Murong Xue twitched her lips, rolled over and got out of bed . She walked to the front of the cabinet, took a long skirt and went to the folding screen to change clothes .

Outside, Murong Ye’s body froze during waiting, and he was surprised with eyes staring, how could there be a man’s voice?

Knocking his sister’s door hard, he asked, “Sister, can I come in?”

 “Yes, come on in!” An arrogant male voice came through the door . Murong Ye slipped and nearly fell . The man inside even didn’t mind anyone knowing that he was in his sister’s room? How bold and reckless the man was!

Pushing open the door and stepping into the room, Murong Ye looked straight into the inner chamber . He saw a man standing upright in the middle of the room, with snow-colored attire touching the smooth ground, spotless, and his hair like inky brocade tied up in a white jade crown and scattered gently behind him . His handsome face looked like a beautiful and dreamy picture scroll, and his cool imposing manner was like a lonely moon in a high sky, making people awe-inspiring!

Murong Ye suddenly widened his eyes and stammered, “Ou . . . Prince Ouyang . . ”

Ouyang Shaochen let out a faint sigh, “Shouldn’t you be in the barracks? Why did you suddenly come back?”

Hearing this inquiry, Murong Ye smiled unnaturally, “General Zhang said that I behaved well and gave me three days’ leave to come back and see my family . ” His parents were both dead so his sister was his only family . He came to see his sister immediately after he returned .

Ouyang Shaochen nodded and said lightly, “What did you learn in there?”

 “Swordsmanship, martial arts, lightness skill, battlefield formations, and combating with soldiers . . . ” Murong Ye talked about it in a gushing and glowing way . He liked the barracks when he first entered it . In just over a month, he learned many things he had never known before, and the more he learned, the more he liked the barracks . . .

Looking at his bright eyes, Ouyang Shaochen’s mouth slightly curved . It seemed that the barracks were very suitable for him . Having sent him to the barracks was a right choice, “What are you best at?”

 “It should be fencing and troops deployment . I like these two things best . ” He could quickly understand the fencing and troops deployment discussed by the generals and could draw inferences from other examples . Every time hearing his advice, the generals would be extremely surprised and praised him for his talent different from ordinary people .

Ouyang Shaochen’s eyes twinkled . Murong Ye’s advantage was also fencing and deploying soldiers, just like his father . “So, you must be good at fencing . ”

 “Barely can do, ha ha ha . . . ” He only learned fencing for more than a month, which could only be regarded as a small achievement . In front of the famous Prince Ouyang, he dare not say his fencing was good .

“Then you can show your swordsmanship to me . I’ll see if you need improvement!” Ouyang Shaochen’s voice was bland .

“Well, fantastic!” Murong Ye nodded, his eyes glistening with ecstasy . It was a golden opportunity for him to have Ouyang’s directions in person . He must not miss it, “There are too many furnishings in the room . Not very convenient . Let’s go outside . ”

When Murong Xue finished her washing and came out from behind the folding screen, Murong Ye had already led Ouyang Shaochen out of the room smilingly and quickly walked to the rockery outside the Falling Snow Pavilion .

Looking at the bright smile on Murong Ye’s face, Murong Xue looked up to heaven, leaving without an argument . With just a few words, Ouyang Shaochen had eliminated the hostility of Murong Ye to him and won the latter’s admiration, Ouyang Shaochen was capable even more, he deserved his fame of Prince of Lord Freedom .

So how would he show Murong Ye his sword technique?

Murong Xue's eyes turned, walked out of the room and quickly ran to the rockery . . .

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