But like this, she felt even more useless: "You are really annoying and bad! You know clearly that I will worry about you if you do this, but you willfully only consider your situation and block me... As a result
I can't do anything for you now, I just want to look at you with a fever...I really want to knock you out with a stick, you can curse or hit people if you want, wait until the fever goes away, it's up to you!"
The more he talked, the more he felt aggrieved. The mist in the corner of Xia Ziluo's eyes turned into reality, and the tears kept falling like broken beads.
Her accusations and tears went straight to the bottom of his heart.
Was she really worried about him and shed tears for him?
Murong Xitian was surprised to see her crying. Listening to her complaints, his heart clenched tightly and felt uncomfortable.
But he didn't understand why she was crying. She said she cared about him, but why did she care about him?
She has been married to the prince for more than five years, and she has never stopped being indulgent in these five years. Every night, she hangs out in different men's beds and has sex with them...
He also thought of her changes in the past few days. She no longer went out to hang out with other men, and even changed her previous chaotic routine, transforming into a good wife!
Should he believe her? In a daze, he thought of the slap she gave him. He remembered that she was extremely wronged at that time, as if he had soiled her innocence. He also thought of the tears she shed that time - if she was not her
, Murong Xitian was a little shaken when he thought of the doubts that had always existed in his heart.
Murong Xitian slowly raised his hand to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye. The crystal tears stopped on his fingertips, warm...
He felt as if there was an unprecedented warmth slowly flowing into his heart.
"It's okay... don't be afraid..." Murong Xitian struggled to twitch the corners of his lips, using up his last strength to force out a smile.
"I know that you will be fine, so don't talk anymore..." Slender fingers gently sealed his lips. Xia Ziluo couldn't bear to see him so weak, but she still spoke to comfort herself, "I promise I won't take advantage of you while you are asleep."
Even if we go to the doctor, we will definitely not leak what happened tonight, don’t worry!”
A hint of surprise filled Murong Xi's dark eyes, but then faded away with a smile.
She understood what he was thinking, which was the happiest discovery for him in recent days.
It's just that he is really tired, and his head is even heavier... Murong Xitian slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be suffering from great pain.
Xia Ziluo didn't know whether he was tired, fainted, or asleep... his heart was in his throat.
But she just agreed to him and couldn't do anything.
She could only look at him, guard him, and silently wipe away the layers of cold sweat on his forehead.
At this time, in the study room of the palace, the candlelight suddenly jumped a few times.
Xi Muyun lay lazily on the wicker chair and drank, waiting for Murong Xitian.
It's just that the waiting time seems a bit too long.
"What is this guy doing? Is he really drunk and having a good time under the princess's pomegranate skirt?" Xi Muyun curled his lips. It was very easy for him to know the whereabouts of Murong Xitian in the palace.
The knock on the door suddenly came to mind.
Xi Muyun's eyes flashed: "Come in!"
"Your Majesty, Chu Chu passed by here and saw that the lights were still on, and wanted to ask if the prince would like to take a supper..." Before the word "Ye" came out, Chu Chu was startled by Xi Muyun's surprised and playful face.
