The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

“Shaochen!” Murong Xue smiled faintly. She then turned to run to Ouyang Shaochen.

Ye Yichen’s eyes suddenly became sharply, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her back. His big hands held her tightly, so tight that his joints were slightly white and his veins stood out on the back of his hand.

Murong Xue’s wrist was pinched as if it were about to break. Feeling great pains, she frowned tightly and slapped Ye Yichen on the back of his hand. Then she snapped angrily, “Let go of your hand!”

Ye Yichen just turned a deaf ear to her, and he held her hand even tighter…

“Ye Yichen, let her go!” Ouyang Shaochen ordered in a cold tone and then walked step by step to come over. Like a solitary bright hanging on the air, his aloof and cold manner with imposing pressure made people feel breathless.

Ye Yichen just paid no heed to his command and looked at him coldly, “Ouyang Shaochen, she is the fiancée of mine!”

“You broke off your engagement many days ago. It seems great wits have short memories.” Ouyang Shaochen said coldly. Suddenly he came to Murong Xue and grabbed her waist with his outstretched arm. His jade-like palm hit the wrist of Ye Yi Chen like lightning.

Ye Yi Chen’s eyes were fierce, he subconscious dodged and loosened Murong Xue’s wrist.

Ouyang Shao Chen naturally took Murong Xue into his arms, held her around and marched forward.

Looking at his empty palms, Ye Yi Chen’s sharp eyes narrowed, he turned around, suddenly came to the front of the other two, blocking their way, “Ouyang Shao Chen, you can go, but she must stay.”

“On what grounds?” Ouyang Shao Chen looked at him coldly, his eyes as deep as pools.

There were coldness and sternness in his eyes, and Ye Yi Chen blurted out, “I like her.”

Ouyang Shao Chen sneered with disdain, “Aren’t you fond of the princess from Mo Bei? Since when it is Xue now? In order to win the heart of Qin Yuyan, you did bad things to Xue one after another. All the common people and the civil and military officials in the capital know what you did. Do you need me to remind you?”

Ye Yichen froze and he seemed to realize the hardships Murong Xue went through because of him. A strange look appeared in his sharp eyes, “Xue’er, please accept my apology!”

“What’s the point of apologizing now?” Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows and looked at him. His eyes were full of mockery: Everything had happened. No matter how much he was sorry, nothing could be reversed.

“Could you forgive me?” Ye Yichen looked at Murong Xue, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Murong Xue looked at him coldly and said rudely, “We are just strangers who know each other. What does it matter whether I forgive you or not?”

Ye Yi chen smiled bitterly, “Do you hate me?”

It was not surprising if she hated him, he had done so many bad things to her.

“I don’t hate you, but I don’t want to forgive you, either. Do not appear in front of me ever again. I don’t want to see you!” Murong Xue said coldly, turning to Ouyang Shaochen and said, “It’s getting late, let’s go.”

“OK!” Ouyang Shaochen nodded, gently held her waist, and swaggered over Ye Yichen, striding away. His arrogant and cold reminder came from the wind, “Qin Yuyan has been seriously injured. Since you love her so much, you should go back earlier to take care of her and stop wandering around…”

Ye Yichen was livid. Ouyang Shaochen knew he was in love with Murong Xue, and he deliberately reminded him Qin Yuyan’s injury and asked him to go back to take care of her. Clearly, this man was mocking him!

Xue’er had ever been his fiancée and should be his future wife. He should never let her go. As for his relationship with Qin Yuyan, he would handle it properly…

Ouyang Shaochen took Murong Xue around the corner and took her to another street, leaving Ye Yichen far away!

The street was quiet, with no one in sight. Ouyang Shaochen’s face sank instantly, he suddenly releasing Murong Xue and striding forward alone.

Murong Xue frowned with puzzlement and quickly ran after him, tugging at his sleeve and saying, “Shaochen, what’s wrong?”

“What are you chatting with him on the street instead of resting in your room late at night?” Ouyang Shaochen questioned her sternly. He suddenly turned to look at her, his eyes were full of anger.

Murong Xue froze and said in a low voice, “I wasn’t chatting with him. I was tricked out…”

“Being tricked into the street and flirting with Ye Yichen?” Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows and looked at her, obviously not believing her words.

Murong Xue’s eyes rose up with flames, “I didn’t flirt with him! He grabbed my wrist, I’m going to cast him off, but his strength was too big, I didn’t break free…”

“Really?” Ouyang Shaochen leered at her and hissed, “If I hadn’t come here, you would have cuddled with him and wouldn’t have separated tonight…”

“Shut up, how can I be that kind of woman!” Murong Xue snapped his words, staring at him with anger in her eyes.

“Wasn’t it? When I came there, you were holding each other tightly…” Ouyang Shaochen said slowly, his eyes glistening with coldness. When he saw Ye Yichen’s hand on her waist, he couldn’t wait to cut off both of his hands…

“I kicked him and slipped accidentally. I didn’t cuddle with him at all! Are you blind?” Murong Xue retorted without confidence and glared at him ferociously.

Ouyang Shaochen said coldly as if he had not heard it, “Yes, I don’t have eyes, but even a blind man can see that you two were so intimate…”

“You… you are simply unreasonable!” Murong Xue glared angrily at Ouyang Shaochen. She was clearly refusing the approach of Ye Yichen. Why would Ouyang Shaochen think that she and Ye Yichen still have feelings for each other? No matter how she explained it, he would not believe it, “I don’t want to take the trouble to explain it to you…”

“I think it’s because you can’t justify it!” Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue, and his dark eye pupils were cold. His cold voice was like a snowball hitting the ground.

Murong Xue’s anger turned into laughter and she stared at Ouyang Shaochen bitterly, “Yes, I was caught cheating. I have nothing to say. Are you satisfied?”

Ouyang Shaochen’s eyes became sharp. His dark eyes gleamed with dangerous beam, “Do you really like Ye Yichen?”

“None of your business.” Murong Xue said grumpily. She turned around and strode forward without looking back. After much effort, she escaped from the group of dead men. Encountering with Ye Yichen made her feel even more blocked in her heart.

When she finally met Ouyang Shaochen, he not only did not comfort her but also inexplicably questioned her and quarreled with her. It really pissed her off. She didn’t want to stay here any longer…

Looking at her walking away briskly, Ouyang Shaochen’s obsidian pupils surging with storms, he quickly followed and appeared in front of Murong Xue in a flash like a piece of white clouds.  He took her by the waist, dragged her into his arms, and then stamped his thin lips heavily on her pink lips…