Chapter 162: Ouyang Shaochen Got Wounded for Murong Xue The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife The Sly Lady (1/2)
Translator: Guy Gone Bad
The bright red haw balls were wrapped in thick molasses, crystal clear and attractive. Looking at the candied haws, Ouyang Shaochen was not swayed, he shook his head gently, “I don’t like candied haws!”
Murong Xue blinked and said unhurriedly, “There are so many candied haws in this string. I can’t eat them all. Help me finish them, please!” Murong Xue held the string of candied haws, putting it in front of Ouyang Shaochen’s mouth. It seemed that she would never give up until he had a bite.
Ouyang Shaochen focused on her, and there was a hint of helplessness in his obsidian eye pupil, “I really don’t like eating sour and sweet things, don’t be naughty!”
“Eat one, just one, and the rest belongs to me...” Murong Xue tried to persuade him, with her eyes glistening.
“No...” When Ouyang Shaochen opened his mouth to speak, Murong Xue suddenly took off a haw ball and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.
The sour and sweet taste pervaded Ouyang Shaochen’s mouth. The fresh, sweet flavor with a faint of sour taste let him feel a sourness in the tooth. He frowned slightly and stared helplessly at Murong Xue.
While she looked at him grinning, “How does it taste?”
“Not too bad!” Ouyang Shaochen replied with surrender in his tone!
“Take another one if you like it!” Murong Xue said smilingly, took off another haw ball and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
She and Ouyang Shaochen had several meals together before. Of course, she knew he didn’t like sweet and sour food. However, they were good for the human body. He should not be too picky about food...
Seeing the candied haws reaching his mouth, Ouyang Shaochen quickly reached out and grabbed Murong Xue’s wrist, “One was enough and the rest will be yours!” Voice down, Ouyang Shaochen exerted strength in his wrist, the haw ball was stuffed into Murong Xue’s mouth!
The sour and sweet taste instantly stimulated Murong Xue’s taste bud. She glared at Ouyang Shaochen grumpily. He had no good fortune to eat such delicious candied haws!
“Girl, have mercy on me!” An old, husky begging was suddenly heard. Murong Xue turned and saw a gray-haired and ragged old man standing half a meter away from her. His body was half bent with a wooden stick in his hand and a broken bowl with a small breach in his other hand. He handed the bowl to her and looked at her pitifully.
“Wait a minute!” Murong Xue laughingly said, her white hands stretching out to the waist. She pulled out a soft sword, and relentlessly stabbed toward the old man...
The old man narrowed his eyes. He waved his stick to fight against Murong Xue’s attack. With a “crack” sound, the stick's skin broke apart, revealing the cold shining sword inside...
“Clang!” The old man brandished his sword to avoid Murong Xue’s attack. He jumped aside and looked at her from a high position, full of pride and homicidal intent. The old pitiful appearance disappeared. “How did you see through me?”
He had never been seen through for many years of disguise!
“Your complexion. Beggars have no enough to eat all year round. Their faces are all sallow and emaciated. Although your complexion is also yellow, it is a little bit unnatural. As soon as I look at it, I could tell that you have smeared something on your face. And your voice, too. You have deliberately lowered your volume to make it sound old and husky. With careful listening, I could recognize your original voice is loud and energetic. Well, the broken bowl has not completely covered your hand, revealing a thick layer of calluses on it. Further thought will tell that it is caused by years of sword practice...” Murong Xue said casually, the tip of her brows full of ridicule!