Chapter 225 - Plot of the Crafty Man

Chapter 225: Plot of the Crafty Man

Translator: Madesmoiselle V.

“Ouyang Shaochen!” Murong Xue turned around and stared at Ouyang Shaochen in anger.

Ouyang Shaochen looked calm and glanced at her with condescension: “You said it’s tiring to hold the little white rabbit.”

“But I didn’t tell you to abandon it!” Murong Xue was furious. How could he abandon such a cute white rabbit?

“Beibei is also adorable. Why haven’t I seen you holding it with such pleasure?” Ouyang Shaochen narrowed his eyes, because the little white rabbit was given by Mu Liufeng while Beibei was presented by him.

“Beibei is too big and it was inconvenient for me to hold him!” Murong Xue felt aggrieved. However, the rabbit was quite different, and it was so small that she could hold it with her hands or in her arms.

It turned out that she liked the little rabbit so much because it was cuddly.

Ouyang Shaochen blinked his eyes with an almost invisible smile on his face.

“You have to compensate for my little white rabbit!” Murong Xue stepped forward and pummeled Ouyang Shaochen violently.

Ouyang Shaochen grasped her moving hands and said helplessly: “I will ask people to find the rabbit at once.”

“You’d better act up to your promise!” Murong Xue gave him a piercing gaze.

“Of course. When have I deceived you?” Ouyang Shaochen gently smiled and grasped her small hand, leading her into Lord Freedom’s Mansion. But the little white rabbit had run away without a trace. Even if the invisible guards can take a cute rabbit back, it would not be that one before.

He could give her whatever she liked and did not need the help of others.

Walking into Lord Freedom’s Mansion, Murong Xue silently ran her eyes down all of the guest houses while saying leisurely: “Highness, which guest room should I live in?”

“The guest room hasn’t been occupied for a long time, and it is not suitable for people to live either.” Ouyang Shaochen said calmly as he walked forward.

“Where am I going to live?” Murong Xue frowned at him.

“You can live in my courtyard!” Ouyang Shaochen said emotionlessly.

Murong Xue nodded in agreement that she would be safer if she lived close to Ouyang Shaochen in his courtyard. Both Ye Yichen and Qin Haoyan would be afraid so that they would not stir up trouble easily. “Should I live in the eastern chamber or the western one?”

“The middle one!” Ouyang Shaochen said gently.

Murong Xue was stunned: “Isn’t that your room?” She meant to stay for a few more days, not just for a couple of hours.

“It is the safest room in this entire mansion.” Ouyang Shaochen said calmly and then walked into the yard.

Murong Xue was about to refute before her attention was drawn by the lattice window not far away. She was suddenly reminded that there was a soft couch close to the window in Ouyang Shaochen’s room, and she could sleep on that couch. Although it would not be as comfortable as the bed of carved patterns, it would be fine for her to make do with the second best.

While Murong Xue was thinking, she saw Xunfeng and Wuhen coming out from the room, carrying a large object with their hands. It was the soft couch that just popped up in her mind.

Murong Xue was shocked: “Why are you moving the soft couch out?”

“His Highness plans to practice calligraphy in the room, so we need to move out the soft couch and replace it with a set of rosewood table and chairs.” Xunfeng replied in a low voice.

If he wanted to practice calligraphy, he could go to the study room. Why would he place that rosewood table and chairs in his bedroom?

Murong Xue stared at Ouyang Shaochen and asked impatiently: “Where do I sleep without the couch inside?”

“Isn’t there still a bed? You are certainly sleeping on it!” Ouyang Shaochen said leisurely and entered the room.

Murong Xue knitted her eyebrows tightly: “That’s your bed, and it’s not suitable for me to sleep on.”