"Take your son and get out of here." Murong Xitian suddenly grabbed Murong Yue and threw him to Ye Muran without asking what Xia Ziluo meant.
The night was stunned for a moment, and he immediately held his son in his arms: "Yue'er, dad finally got you."
As he said that, he hugged his son and ran away through the door as if he was afraid that Murong Xitian would regret it.
"Little Luoluo, I took our son home. If you are tired of playing here, go home early. My husband will be waiting for you at home!" The voice gradually drifted away in the night, but it persisted.
Xia Ziluo's eyebrows twitched. Before Murong Xitian could get angry, she got angry first: "Murong Xitian, give me back my son!"
"It's okay, we still have Jin'er and Shan'er. You really can't bear to let us go again!" Murong Xitian came up to him and held up Xia Ziluo's puffy face with his warm hands, "There is a love rival who is here every day like a butterfly.
You are turning around because your husband is afraid that if the time comes, you will be able to save the younger one but not the older one."
"Do you dare to believe me?" Xia Ziluo pouted even higher.
"Of course not, my husband doesn't believe in me. The despicable Ye Muran is too difficult to deal with. What if my husband doesn't take care of you for a day and you are kidnapped by him?" Murong Xitian suddenly hugged Xia Ziluo into his arms.
in, "If the child is gone, we can have another child. If you are gone, as a husband..."
"Humph." Xia Ziluo's eyes just turned red and he suddenly pushed him away.
Then, she turned over and turned her back to Murong Xitian: "Don't think I'm stupid! If the majestic Prince Xiao's Mansion really blocks it, will it be able to stop a Ye Muran? Xin Jifeng and Ju Qing are vegetarians and soft persimmons.
Oh? It’s not like you only pretend to be your people in your heart, and you’re afraid that it will really hurt Ye Mu and trigger a war between the two countries."
Murong Xitian's eyes flashed, and he knew that nothing could be hidden from the transparent Xia Ziluo.
"Luo'er, I..."
"Humph, my poor son was sent away by you like this." The more Xia Ziluo thought about it, the sadder he became. He suddenly turned around and threw himself on Murong Xitian. His hands turned into pink fists and kept beating him.
Murong Xitian did not hide, and let her vent: "Luo'er, if you don't want to, please bring your son back for your husband."
"Humph, no matter how you chase me, Ye Muran has already escaped." Xia Ziluo was tired from beating him and collapsed in Murong Xitian's arms, "Although I know that Ye Muran won't lose Yue'er, I just can't bear it. Yue'er
He left me before the full moon was over, Xi Tian, I..."
Murong Xitian didn't say anything, he just hugged Xia Ziluo tightly.
Xia Ziluo was sad for a while, then suddenly became energetic: "Xitian, do you think our son will inherit the Yelang Kingdom and become the second Yelang King in the future?"
Murong Xitian's brows twitched: "Unless Ye Muran doesn't have any more children, our son will still be a prince at most."
"This is not bad. When the son is born at night, let's sneak over and steal the son back." Xia Ziluo laughed slyly.
Murong Xitian stayed on the spot.
It turns out that the real intention of his Luoer is here.
"Okay." Murong Xitian hugged Xia Ziluo, and his hot lips fell on the top of her head.
Soon, the storm passed. No matter how courageous Xin Jiefeng and Ju Qing were, they did not dare to mention it. The emperor would not take the initiative to ask about it. He just hurriedly issued an edict, titled Murong Shan, and became the Splendid Dynasty.
