The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady
CHAPTER 28 The Meeting of the Rivals of Love

A pair of dark eagle-like pupils, sharp and sharp ... No matter, it resembled the unfathomable depths of a ravine that took all things; it housed a hundred rivers, engulfing people in nostalgic currents, never coming back to touch the shore again. 

Those eyes belonged to a prestigious man. He was elegant but at the same time had a sense of danger. It was for his own good to stay away from her as far as he could. As Murong Xue made a judgement towards Ouyang Shaochen, with no time for him to react, he was already standing before him as he extended his long hand, surrounding him between him and the wall of the pond. He lowered his gaze to look at her, his deep eyes wandering through the night: "Where is it now?"

Warm breath shot out on his cheeks, mist circulating in the air as if a bewildering bamboo stick was attached all over his body. Murong Xue changed his gaze unnaturally: Ouyang Shaochen's strength is much stronger than his. Furthermore, he was his prisoner, there was absolutely no chance for him to escape from it. They both live in the same town, but they never find each other. This little grudge between them would never disperse if left unsettled. It will be completed this time, for once and for all. 

Muron Xue raised her head high, facing Ouyang Shaochen. He said word for word: "Ouyang Shaochen, it's just a chess game that I've ruined and you still have hatred ever since?

The fingerprints bruising on his arm was caused by him; he had to use the medicine several times before the marks disappeared. Even at that moment there was a shallow trace of bruising left, but never did he hate it: "Too much for a man's patience?" 

Ouyang's impression of Murong Xue was that he had an always cold and indifferent attitude, as if there was nothing in this world that could attract his attention. This time it was indeed a rare sight that made him uneasy. Her mood became unusually pleasant, her lips slightly tilted to the side, forming a graceful curve: 

"I, the nobles are indeed that petty!" 

"You!" Murong Xue grasped the words for a second as she stared at him furiously: Strange, strange tickle!

It was already broken at that moment when he saw chess. If Ouyang Shaochen changed his attitude towards her, he might help her to pick up and recover that chess set, but with her attitude now. 

“Set chess it is a very beautiful work of art. It's very valuable. You have destroyed it along with my earnest efforts, and by speaking properly, I must teach you a painful lesson, but considering you are only a weak woman, I must teach you a painful lesson, I can show mercy and not take revenge. As long as you accept my terms, then the grudge between us will be wiped out once and for all! "Ouyang Shaochen spoke casually. His eyes showed an incomprehensible expression.

"What's the condition?" Murong Xue's gaze stiffened. As crown prince, Ouyang Shaochen had wealth and power. A nabobism that only humans can dream of; wealth, gold, jewelry, diamonds and powerful connections. There is no less matter in this world. The terms he proposed were definitely not simple.

Under the moonlight, Murong Xue's face was reddish-red, heated by the steam from the hot spring. The hot air had formed two clear water droplets that were on her long lashes and a misty mist hid her dark pupils. Her delicate and soft skin exuded a radiant shine. His red belly ribbon became transparent after contact with the water and exposed his body, as if there was nothing on his skin. Her soft, open neck and collarbone were visible, evoking a seductive appeal. His cherry red lips were slightly conical as if it was an invitation for a man to collect ... 

ouyang Shaochen's students instantly grew. He leaned over slowly, touching the thin fingerprints of his lips gently on his pink lips ......

The gentle and gentle touch on the lips stunned Murong Xue. His mind became blank and only after a while could he regain his composure while looking at his handsome look. His gaze trembled, he pushed her aside and shouted furiously: "Ouyang Shaochen, what are you doing?" 

Ouyang Shaochen was ready so he was only pushed two steps back by her before coming to a stop. It's a pleasant aroma and taste. She welcomed the angry look from her pretty eyes. The corners of his mouth curved to a perfect angle: "This is my condition!" 

"But I didn't make obedience, how dare you just ... just ..." Murong Xue was angry: Who said that this unfettered Prince was an adult and had good manners? Show yourself, I'll make sure not to kill him.

"I ..." Murong Xue gasped. He did not mention the condition just a moment ago, how was he supposed to oppose？

As he clenched his teeth bitterly and prepared to argue with her, suddenly a strong and sharp pain emerged from his chest. The pain spread rapidly throughout his body. The intense pain and cold feeling moved through his tendons which instantly covered his entire body. 

Her tiny face turned pale instantly, huge sweat droplets came out from her forehead and her brows furrowed tightly! 

Ouyang Shaochen looked fierce: "What happened to you?" 

It had to disappear when he was in the hot water. The water from the hot spring was flowing and flowing, those silver threads must have been expelled by the current and now he could not use those silver threads to emit cold poison! 

Murong Xue grabbed a hairpin on the beach. He focused his gaze and tried hard with a hairpin towards his left wrist! 

"What are you doing?" Ouyang Shao Chen moved a step forward, extending his hand to grab his right wrist to prevent suicide!

"Dissipating my blood that contains poison!" Murong Xue spoke unhurriedly, the sound of his voice shattered: After someone was poisoned, the poison remained in the blood of the person. Expelling the blood also meant removing the poison within it, however, the toxicity of the cold poison was strong, he had to bleed at least half of his blood just so that he could survive tonight. 

Ouyang Shaochen furrowed his brows: "Your body is very weak, losing a lot of blood will consume your life ...." 

Murong Xue's face smiled. He already knows what he told him, “Cold poison inside my body is circulating in my tendons. Any time now, it would burst my veins. If I don't release my blood, I will die soon! "

"Don't worry, I won't let you die!" Obsidian-like pupils of Ouyang Shaochen appeared before Murong Xue's eyes. Her slender, long arms hugged her slender waist lightly, pulling her closer to her chest. 

Murong Xue's soft and gentle body remained close to Ouyang Shaochen's chest, among them only thin clothes. He could feel the man's body being strong and muscular. His heart trembled for a while and he struggled involuntarily: "Ouyang Shaochen, what are you trying to do?" 

"I helped you eliminate the poison!" Ouyang Shaochen said those words calmly. His left hand grabbed both of his wrists easily, stopping his struggle, while his right hand was placed on top and followed his waist line and slipped into his back.

Suddenly Murong Xue's body became stiff. Her outer skirt fell onto the hot spring. Now she was left with her ribbon and belly pants, too, the belly ribbon was made with two strands at the nape and waist, her back completely exposed. In addition, Ouyang Shaochen's palm pressed against the strand on his neck, with just a little effort, his entire stomach ribbon would come off ... 

"You're not a doctor, how do you help me get rid of toxins?" After the previous incident, Murong Xue did not dare to believe in Ouyang Shaochen's moral character. He was trying to fight to get away from her. 

"Don't worry, if I say I can help then I can!" Ouyang Shaochen held onto his small waist tightly, as the endogenic strength transferred swiftly to him through his palm placed on his back.

In an instant, Murong Xue felt a warm current throughout his body, removing his blood vessels that had caused pain and crushing pain. 

Murong Xue was startled for a moment, then stopped to struggle. He could instantly feel the warmth of the hot spring together with the endogenous power that pierced through his flesh, sweeping away the irritating pain and cold poison, inch by inch. The cold poison was scattered and cleared gradually by the united forces. 

The warm feeling from the hot spring flowed out in his blood; the endogenous power transmitted from his back also transferred a disjointed warm feeling. There was an indescribable satisfaction from it happening.

Si Murong Xue's restless heart had become calm instantly, and after that, the occasional fatigue came. He closed his eyes slowly, a fragrant young black bamboo stuck to the tip of his nose, giving rise to an inexplicable feeling of discomfort ... 

The person under his chest quietly and peacefully stayed there. Ouyang Shaochen lowered his head to look. He looked at Murong Xue in his hand, with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes like a small fan, casting two thick shadows on his eyelids, he said, the wings of his nose open and close according to his usual breathing ... His peaceful and calm appearance made one's mind to move ...

Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his hand irresistibly, as he touched his beautiful little face, an angry male voice pierced through the clouds, echoing in the sky: "What are you two doing?"