"I'm going back. I won't eat my nephew's full moon wine. We'll talk about it when he turns one year old." After saying that, Xi Muyun turned around and left.
"Wait." Murong Xitian quickly wrapped himself in his gown and got out of bed.
When he came out and saw Xi Muyun's dejected appearance, he was startled: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that Ju Qing has rejected you again?"
"It's not rejection, it's just that I have given up completely." Xi Muyun's face was surprisingly calm, and there was no trace of sadness.
But the blood stains and wounds on his chest seemed to tell the world that his heart had been dug out.
From then on, he was a heartless zombie.
At this time, Xia Ziluo also quickly put on her clothes and walked out. She vaguely felt something was wrong, but she didn't expect that as soon as she walked out, she heard Xi Muyun say that she had given up.
Next, she saw the wound on Xi Muyun's chest.
"Oh my god, you are injured. Did Ju Qing hurt you?" Xia Ziluo exclaimed, and suddenly grabbed Murong Xitian's arm with his small hand, and then he stood firm.
Murong Xitian naturally hugged her and looked at Xi Muyun worriedly: "Have you thought about it? Let's go back. Oh, you drove here? You happen to have some things. You can take them back to give to your fourth brother to congratulate him on the new crown prince.
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"Yeah." Xi Muyun nodded, then turned and left.
Xia Ziluo was about to call him out, but Murong Xitian covered his mouth. When Xi Muyun disappeared, Xia Ziluo hurriedly pushed Murong Xitian's hand away: "Why are you stopping me? How could he give up?
Ju Qing obviously has feelings for him!"
"Didn't you see the injuries on his body? If you want this matter to be successful, you have to make a fuss about Ju Qing." Murong Xitian lightly flicked Xia Ziluo's forehead.
"Uh..." Xia Ziluo stopped talking.
That wound definitely couldn't have been caused by Ju Qing, does that mean it was self-inflicted? At this point, if Xi Muyun took another step closer, both sides might really suffer.
"Well, I'll go find Ju Qing right now." Xia Ziluo immediately made up his mind.
Murong Xitian's face turned dark at that moment: "Luo'er, as a husband..."
"Anyway, you have endured it for half a year, and this day is enough. Ju Qing's matter is more important. Do you want your good brother to leave in despair like this?" Xia Ziluo shyly beat Murong Xitian's chest.
Murong Xitian had no choice but to grab her hand and kiss it: "Okay, just sacrifice it once for the sake of our brothers."
Xia Ziluo couldn't help but chuckle, put on his coat and went to find Ju Qing.
At this moment, Ju Qing was in a daze in the room, her eye sockets were red but she did not shed tears.
"Ju Qing?" A soft call woke her up from her sadness and shock.
She rubbed her nose, stood up and opened the door. When she saw Xia Ziluo standing at the door, she couldn't help but ask, "Did he ask you to come?"
"Who is it?" Xia Ziluo stepped into the room.
Ju Qing laughed and scolded angrily: "Asking even though you know clearly."
"Oh, you're talking about Xi Muyun." Xia Ziluo sat down and poured himself tea. "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong. Xi Muyun went to find me, but he didn't ask me to be a lobbyist. He wanted to take his leave.
Yes. By the way, he should be packing up and heading out on the road tonight."
Ju Qing's hand holding the tea cup obviously paused, and then continued to drink tea: "Yes, the trouble is finally over."
"Yes, and this time I have gone far away and will never come back." Xia Ziluo sighed.
The tea cup Ju Qing was holding paused several times near her mouth, and finally returned to the table.
