"Dad, brother, these are your favorite dishes..." Xia Ziluo suddenly couldn't continue. Although she knew that today was an act, she still had the illusion that she was going to lose them.
Xia Qingtian looked at the food and confirmed his guess: "Okay, dad is craving for wine. Good wine and good food. Let my daughter have the last meal with dad."
"Dad, it's not..." Xia Ziluo knew what Xia Qingtian had guessed as soon as he heard it. He wanted to explain but thinking of Murong Xitian's plan, he had to swallow the words that came to his lips.
"Okay, I'll eat with dad and eldest brother." Xia Ziluo was about to move when he suddenly held Murong Xitian's hand as if he thought of something and asked him to sit down too, "This is the first time the family has reunited, although the location is not the same.
OK, but the implication is good.”
Xia Qingtian looked at Murong Xitian and then at Xia Ziluo, feeling emotional.
If he had known earlier that this daughter was fake, if he had let go of his obsession earlier and known how to cherish her, would the outcome have been different?
"It's great to be reunited!" Xia Qingtian picked up the wine glass, but his hands couldn't stop shaking.
After finally bringing the wine glass to his mouth, Xia Qingtian drank it all with tears in his eyes: "Daughter, how is your health? Are all the poisons gone?"
"Well, everything is fine. If you rest for a few days, you will be alive and kicking again." Xia Ziluo saw Xia Qingtian's regret and held Murong Xitian's hand unconsciously and squeezed it tightly.
Murong Xitian felt sorry for Xia Ziluo, but also felt that Xia Qingtian had really changed.
Perhaps this is really when people know that the end is approaching, they will have a complete enlightenment and see through life.
"Sister, brother..." Xia Ziyan looked at Xia Ziluo, suddenly picked up the wine glass and drank the wine, and after a while he said, "Don't forget to hate dad and eldest brother, it's a pity that we didn't start over, otherwise dad and eldest brother would definitely give me that dear sister
The opportunity to attack you..."
Xia Ziluo nodded vigorously, tears welling up in his eyes: "Yes, I know."
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. It's all up to Prince Xiao." Xia Qingtian drank a glass of wine for the last time, but didn't touch a morsel of food.
Xia Ziyan stopped drinking and stood up to help Xia Qingtian stand up.
When Murong Xitian saw this scene, he was silent for a moment, and then waved his hand to the jailer: "Please leave Prime Minister Xia and General Xia and go to the execution ground."
"No." The jailer immediately carried out the order and forced Xia Qingtian and his son to leave.
Their hands and feet were wearing heavy iron shackles, and their bodies were also covered with prisoner's clothes. The big black word "prison" on the back was so eye-catching.
Xia Ziluo heard the sound of the heavy iron chain rubbing against the ground and couldn't help feeling sad any longer. He threw himself into Murong Xitian's arms and sobbed softly: "Xitian, thank you..."
She had thousands of words to say, but when it came to her lips, she didn't need to say anything except the word "thank you."
Because she didn't tell, Murong Xitian knew everything.
It was precisely because he understood her thoughts and felt sorry for her that he spared the lives of Xia Qingtian and his son.
"Okay, you promised me not to cry. If you cry again, I'll regret it. I won't come up with a trick." Murong Xitian hugged her lovingly, his hot lips fell on her bun, and he ironed her hair.
body and mind.
Xia Ziluo was stunned for a moment, wanting to cry and laugh at the same time: "Bad guy, he knows how to bully others. Ju Qing, just ignore him and quickly go and disguise the two remnant gangsters before it's too late."
