1085. Chapter 1085 You are a good-for-nothing sister who is the queen 1
It seems very familiar... Could it be that Murong Xitian turned into a woman, or pretended to be a woman to talk to her?
Xia Ziluo rubbed his eyes in confusion, then suddenly sat up in shock and shouted: "Ju Qing, Ju Qing, is it you?"
"Idiot, of course it's me." Ju Qing suddenly moved closer, almost touching her face.
Xia Ziluo suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Ju Qing's cheek: "You little rascal, you've worried me to death."
"You little fool, I'm not a cat or a dog, so I was killed at random?" Ju Qing also came to squeeze her, and the two of them twisted into a ball.
Laughing and crying at the same time, like two little crazy women.
After a while, they stopped crying, and the two of them lay on the bed and started chatting. From the Splendid Dynasty to the Genglan Dynasty, from the real princess to the new emperor, from women to men...
The sun outside the window seemed to sense their joy. The sun was stronger than usual and suddenly became much warmer.
On the other side, Murong Xitian, who had left the inn, had already met Xi Muyun and was on his way back.
The two of them did not take a car, but strolled leisurely on the street. Murong Xitian looked at the lively streets and whispered: "After all, this is the first big country. Yidu City is not even an imperial capital, but it is so prosperous."
Xi Muyun's eyes flashed: "It's no longer as prosperous as it used to be."
"How's your injury? It's so bad that you can't get out of bed and move around?" He was just talking to the Fourth Prince and the others, and before he had time to ask, Murong Xitian slowed down and walked side by side with Xi Muyun.
Damn it, why should everyone in the world know that he was injured?
Besides, can you tell anyone about the injury in that kind of place? Thinking that the injury was deep in the thigh and almost turned him into a eunuch, Xi Muyun felt a little embarrassed in his expression, and a faint blush crept up on his pale face.
"Ju Qing's mouth is so fast, like a little trumpet!" After staying with Ju Qing for a long time, Xi Muyun kept spouting modern vocabulary, "Just a small injury, don't act like I'm dead, okay? I'm still holding on strong.
, even if the devils from the King of Hell come together, I can wipe them all out."
Murong Xitian's brows raised high: "You are still so mean-mouthed, no wonder Luo'er calls you Xi Yaya, you are so impressive."
"You keep your mouth shut and keep talking about Xia Ziluo, you are not an unweaned baby! Don't you know, you will die quickly if you show affection." Damn it, whatever bothers you.
He was worried that he could not push Ju Qing away, but in the end, someone showed affection in front of him without being able to see.
"You will die of pain if you don't have love to show off." Murong Xitian turned around and glanced at Xi Muyun. He was about to ridicule him, but suddenly his face changed, "Is the person behind you one of us?"
Xi Muyun instantly put away his playful smile, took two steps forward and pretended to look back for a casual glance. When he looked back again, he had a solemn expression on his face: "No, what's wrong? It doesn't look like it's aimed at you and me. The situation in the Genglan Dynasty is in chaos now.
The number of civil organizations is increasing day by day, and they are all peasant armies resisting the new imperialist rule."
"That's not the case." Murong Xitian suddenly stopped talking, turned around and walked quickly.
With his speed, Xi Muyun naturally had to keep up. But his injury hadn't healed yet, so there was no way he could catch up with Murong Xitian in terms of speed.
After turning the alley, Murong Xitian's figure was nowhere to be seen.
Xi Muyun was left alone and was about to complain when he suddenly felt something moving behind him. He turned sharply and took out the golden abacus in his arms: "Who, please come out here!"
