Chapter 120: Setting up a Trap

Murong Xue looked up to the sky, "I know. I know it all. Stop lecturing me. Just tell me what I should do."

When Old Prince Jing was in Yunnan, she couldn't do anything. But now since he was back in the capital, she wanted to end their engagement as soon as possible. She didn't want to have anything to do with that shameless rotten man for one more second!

"His Lord looks poised not to let you cancel the engagement. So things like giving back the betrothal gifts or returning t3. .he engagement token doesn't change anything. If you really want to draw a clear line between you and Ye Yichen, you should work on him. Do something secretly to push them. You know what I mean?" said Ouyang Shaochen with a low voice, with his dark eyes blinking in the night.

Murong Xue's eyes shone. She nodded heavily, "I got it."

Ouyang Shaochen cast a glance at her, with his lips curled at a perfect angle, "It seems you are not a blockhead."

Murong Xue immediately pulled her face, snatched up the soft pillow before her and threw it at Ouyang Shaochen with all the strength she had, "You are!"

Looking at her angry eyes, Ouyan Shaochen smiled tenderly. He dodged the soft pillow, seized her wrist and pulled her onto the chair. With his strong arms around her slim waist, he skimmed over her lips lightly and immediately moved away.

Feeling his moist lips against hers, Murong Xue felt her brain was totally blank. With light scent of bamboo, she felt like she was in heaven.

The sling chair was not big, and he was holding her in his arms. Two bodies were sticking together. She could clearly feel the warmth from his slender yet strong body...

Murong Xue was startled and pushed Ouyang Shaochen away while glaring at him, "Ouyang Shaochen...what are you doing?"

Looking at her beautiful but angry eyes, Ouyang Shaochen heaved a sigh in his heart, and the said causually, "You got up early and have been busy all day. You should be tired. I want you to lie down and take some rest."

"Really?" asked Murong Xue skeptically.

"Why would I lie to you?" Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, with disdain in his eyes.

She just didn't get what he meant. Did he need to contempt her like this?

Murong Xue glared at Ouyang Shaochen, and said grumpily, "I'll go back to my own room then."

"It's getting hotter recently. It may be a little too sultry in the room. You better take some rest here." Speaking of which, he already leaned on her shoulder, with his eyes closed.

Murong Xue's face immediately darkened, OS: Does he take me as a pillow?

When she spared her arms and was about to push him away, he opened his mouth, "Have you come up with any idea yet?"

Murong Xue stopped what she was doing and then shook her head, "Not yet. But I think someone is gonna do it for me soon."

With her lips curled, she cast a glance at the foot of the wall not far away with all contempt.

Ouyang Shaochen followed the direction she was looking at and saw a shadow running away, "Is that...your step-grandma...or you second uncle's scout?"

"Hmm!" Murong Xue nodded, "Their eyes were everywhere in our mansion, who would often slip to the pavilion to watch every move of me. But anyway, thanks to those eyes of them, they would know every word of me. It saves me a lot of time and energy to send it to them..."

Ouyang Shaochen twitched his mouth. So she had deliberately leaked the information. Such a black bellied woman!

"The whole capital now know that I plan to cancel our engagement. So if anything happens to Ye Yichen now, people would all suspect me. So I should throw some dust in their eyes, then I would take action. At that time, Ye Yichen would have no choice but to cancel it..."

Murong Xue said those words bitterly while looking up to the sky. Actually she was waiting for a piece of Ouyang Shaochen's mind, but got no response at all. She glanced at Ouyang Shaochen, only finding that he was sipping his mouth, breathing lightly with his eyes closed.

So was he...asleep? How could he fall asleep while she was talking by his ear? Did he have super immunity from interference or was her plan too lame?

Murong Xue pulled her face and goggled at Ouyang Shaochen. His face was as white as the moon, and his long eyelashes cast two thick shadows under the moonlight...Oh, that was not his eyelashes, but dark circles.

No wonder he would fall asleep while she was talking. He was too tired. What had he been busy with recently? Lord Freedom Mansion rendered a superior status in Qingyan Kingdom. Some admired them, while some took them as a thorn in the flesh. Since Lord Freedom and his first wife had gone to roam through the country, the burden of the whole mansion fell on his shoulder.

Ouyang Shaochen hadn't come of age. Although he had had a study tour for ten years, he was still too young and inexperienced anyway. It must be tough for him to deal with those old foxes. No wonder he would be so worn out...

A breeze was blowing. Murong Xue yawned subconsciously. From early in the morning till now...She also felt a little tired!

With her eyes slowly closed, she also fell asleep...

Ouyang Shaochen slowly opened his eyes. Looking at her tranquil face, he curled his lips without noticing it himself: She learnt to be smarter now, no so dumb as before. He would leave things to her. If her plan didn't work, he would then...

As for Lady Du, Murong Jian, Murong Rou and others...he would all leave them to her. She could play cat and mouse with them. Even if she made some trouble, he would clean the mess up for her behind...

In Yutang Courtyard

Lady Du was reclining on a pillow at the window. She looked much better, only kind of furies could still be told deep in her eyes. She scorched, "Why are you so careless to get caught by such a low life?"

She was badly wounded. So she slept quite early every day. And early in the morning, she got woken up and was told that Rou'er and Xu Wen were having an affair, and got caught in bed By Song Tianwen...

Murong Rou was sitting on the rosewood chair, eyes swollen, face haggard, saying while gritting her teeth, "Murong Xue is dead to me!"

"What is the use of saying that now?" Lady Du looked at him grumpily, "You will get married a month later, and could never go back to Song family. You should think about it. Once you leave Wu'an Marquis Mansion, what about Qingyan?"

Song Qingyan was the daughter of the first wife of Wu'an Marquis Mansion, so obviously she had to stay.

And Song Tianwen was still young. When she got old, he would definitely have a new first wife...

On thinking Song Tian would lie in another woman's arms someday, Murong Rou felt her heart was bleeding... She said with a crying tone, "I swear...within a month...I will find Qingyan a good man from a noble family...Even if the legal wife marrying into the mansion after me is a vicious one...she could never mess up with Qingyan's marriage..."

Lady Du cast a glance at her and hummed lightly, "You are the lady of Wu'an Mansion, and Qingyan should be the noble princess. It's an easy thing to find her a good husband. And by the time you leave the hall, Qingyan will also be degraded with you. At that time, what if her fiancé goes back on his words and end the engagement?"

Murong Rou was caught in a trance. There were indeed a lot of families in the capital who would abide by the engagement, but those who dreamt of marrying daughters from noble families were not in minority. Who could guarantee that the one she wedded Qingyan to was a noble one?

Like what her mother said, the moment she left the hall, they would immediately come to cancel the engagement, which would be a deadly blow to Qingyan. No one would want to marry a disreputable woman. "So what do you think I should do, mother?"