Xia Ziluo then put away Murong Xitian's hand and tapped his forehead: "My prince is also confused sometimes. This eminent monk seemed to have something to say to me that day. I bet he must still be there."
Beijing, and he will take the initiative to come to me."
"Why?" Murong Xitian looked at Xia Ziluo confused.
Xia Ziluo chuckled: "Because I need him. He can't figure it out, so how can he know how to return to modern times?"
"Little devil." Murong Xitian rubbed Xia Ziluo's head lovingly.
Xia Ziluo grinned widely, looking like a happy little woman.
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Autumn is changeable, and the sky is sometimes cloudy or clear. One moment, it is covered with dark clouds, and the strong wind sweeps away the fallen leaves. The next moment, it rains and the sky clears. Wherever the bright sunshine shines, it is as warm as spring.
"Xiuxiu, why doesn't your monk come?" Xia Ziluo lay lazily on the chaise longue, unable to get excited.
Five days have passed in the blink of an eye, and it’s almost October 1st, the National Day.
Sweating, Xia Ziluo quietly reached out and wiped his forehead. We are all familiar with the sequelae of modern life, including Labor Day and National Day. This is Golden Week!
When Xiu Xiu saw Xia Ziluo wiping her sweat, she thought she was hot, so she carried a fan to cool her down: "It's hard to tell Xiu Xiu about the monk. I just know that it's hard to find someone. I don't know when I can meet him."
"Oh, I'm not looking for someone, he should come to me." Xia Ziluo was impatient and sat up suddenly, "I'll go to the flower hall to take a look again, maybe, while I'm talking about it, the monk
We are already drinking tea with Xi Tian in the flower hall."
Still going?
It had only been a few days, but the princess had to go to the flower hall many times every day to wait for the monk.
Today, the princess has already been there three times this morning...
"It's so tiring to go back and forth. How about Xiuxiu go and have a look? If the monk comes, Xiuxiu will come back immediately and call the princess, and then the princess will go." Xiuxiu is worried about Xia Ziluo's body and bones, and she can't stand this back and forth.
, endless tossing.
But Xia Ziluo had already put on his shoes and went to the ground: "It's okay, I'll go check it out."
As she spoke, she floated out of the room like a gust of wind.
The layout of Lijing Villa is a bit interesting. The flower hall is not in the courtyard in front of the main entrance of the villa, but on the side. It is not far from the study and not far from the rockeries, but it is a bit far from where Xia Ziluo lives.
When Xia Ziluo walked to the flower hall, he was a little out of breath, with a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead.
She stopped to rest for a while, and just as she was about to walk in, she heard a familiar voice coming from the flower hall, as if she was talking to someone.
"Murong Xitian..." Xia Ziluo widened his eyes in confusion.
But when she heard it again, she suddenly pouted, stretched out her little hand, pushed the open door hard, and strode in.
"Luo'er?" Murong Xitian was surprised when he saw Xia Ziluo at first.
Then, he came up to her and wanted to hold her hand, but Xia Ziluo threw his hand away: "Be careful, you will die quickly if you show affection!"
Losing your temper? But why?
Murong Xitian looked at her confused: "Luo'er, what's wrong?"
"I am not making trouble unreasonably. Tell me, do you not believe me and sent someone to find the monk?" Xia Ziluo stared at Murong Xitian with eyes as wide as bells.
