She hurriedly turned back to call out to Ye Muran, but found that Ye Muran and the men in black had already jumped onto the rafters and left under the moonlight.
What a coincidence. It seemed that only after leaving the palace and returning to the palace could she have the opportunity to reminisce with Ye Muran.
"Do you miss him?" Murong Xitian's tone suddenly turned sour.
Xia Ziluo was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "As a friend, wouldn't you worry when you go on a long trip? Shouldn't you celebrate when you come back from a distant place?"
Friends? This is a good statement.
Murong Xitian's expression immediately softened, and a faint smile appeared in the corner of his eyes: "When you recover, please invite him to the palace as a guest."
For Ye Muran's help today, he also owed Ye Muran a favor.
Love rivals are one thing, favors are another, and he understands this clearly.
"Okay." Xia Ziluo nodded obediently, then laid his head on Murong Xitian's back, and suddenly felt extremely at ease.
Murong Xitian thought she was tired and didn't dare to walk fast, so he called Ju Qing: "Ju Qing, go and take a look first. Xin Jiefeng is in the Queen Mother's palace. If necessary, help him eradicate the rebels."
"I got it, Ziluo, I'll leave it to you. Take off another hair and see if I'll spare you." Ju Qing bared her teeth and claws at Murong Xitian, then flew forward.
The dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, and the beautiful full moon, which looks like a big disk, has appeared again, hanging high in the sky, immediately eclipsing the stars in the sky.
The problem in the Jinluan Palace was solved, but the Fuxi Hall, the Queen Mother's palace, was also filled with blood.
In the courtyard, a bunch of gangsters were captured, and the leader was Xin Jifeng, who was dressed in black and holding a sharp sword. Under his feet, hundreds or thousands of corpses were lying strewn about, and they were all members of Xia Qingtian's gang.
Except for the one who was executed, everyone else was kneeling on the ground, trembling. The only one straightened his chest, and even though blood was spurting out from multiple stab wounds on his body, his expression remained unchanged, as if he was not afraid of life and death.
Xin Jiefeng glanced at him coldly: "Xiong Asan, let me tell you why there are so many betrayers in the fifth team of the Purple-clothed Xuanshi. It turns out that the captain rebelled."
"I've been captured by you. I won't say anything. If I want to kill or behead him, it's up to you." Xiong Asan patted his chest hard, and his toughness made people stand in awe.
"If you have something to hide, you still have a chance to survive." Xin Jiefeng looked at him deeply.
Xiong Asan was startled, and finally looked up to the sky and laughed: "If you are wrong, you are wrong. The only fate for betrayers is death. Come on, you will be relieved if you die. I will serve the country again in eighteen years!"
Suddenly a gust of wind blew, ruffling Xin Jiefeng's long hair.
A light flashed in his eyes, and when the light dissipated, his hand suddenly moved, and he saw that there was a hole in Xiong Asan's chest, and he fell down with his eyes open.
Before he died, he smiled with relief because of his relief.
Xin Jiefeng glanced at Xiong Asan, then raised his eyes and looked into the house.
Inside the house, the Queen Mother, who had been unconscious all this time, unexpectedly woke up without saying a word. She was fully dressed and sitting on her favorite chaise longue, chanting sutras with her eyes closed.
In her hand, she held a very precious bracelet of tourmaline beads.
Ye Zixuan knelt at the Queen Mother's feet, trembling: "Aunt, I..."
She didn't expect that the Queen Mother would wake up at this juncture today. What should she do? The Queen Mother was the only insider. If she was allowed to see Murong Xitian and tell what happened that day, wouldn't she be completely unable to meet Murong Xitian again?
