But it's definitely not the princess's previous handwriting.
"Look for the princess's previous letters, the more the better." Since this is a doubtful point, we must make good use of it.
Xi Muyun casually flipped the golden abacus in his hand twice: "Far water can't quench the near thirst, what are you going to do about this?" His eyes glanced at the letter paper on the table.
"What can we do?" Murong Xitian picked up a pen and wrote his name on it.
"You really wrote it! Aren't you afraid that if you write your name, you will lose your whole life?" Xi Muyun smiled ambiguously.
"I've already lost half my life, that's all." He had already given up his marriage for the sake of his country.
Nowadays, just writing a name on a piece of tattered paper is really childish in comparison.
And even if his name is written down, the decision-making power is always in his hands.
He said that the agreement was valid, and the paper still had value; he said that it was invalid, and it was just a piece of waste paper.
"Chu Chu." After folding the paper with his name written on it, Murong Xitian called Chu Chu to come in.
Chu Chu opened the door and walked to the table. She was stunned when she saw the letter.
Obviously, Chu Chu did not expect that Murong Xitian would really do what the princess wanted.
"Take this back and give it to the princess. By the way, to avoid alerting the enemy, you don't need to keep an eye on me recently, and you don't need to report the princess's every move to me." Murong Xitian handed the letter to Chu Chu and also gave it to her.
One step instructions.
"No more spying on the princess?" Chu Chu looked at Murong Xitian in surprise.
"Do as I say and go back. If it's too late, the princess will become suspicious."
"Yes." Chu Chu lowered her eyes and stepped back obediently.
The door was closed again, and the sound of Chu Chu's leaving footsteps gradually faded away and could no longer be heard.
At this time, Xi Muyun suddenly smiled ambiguously and said: "I said you really can trust Chu Chu. That girl is not as simple as she seems on the surface. How about you just accept her? This woman, once she commits herself to a man, no matter how smart she is, she will
Surrounding men, willing to be men’s companions.”
"Are you too busy? Let me help you!" Murong Xitian suddenly kicked up.
Xi Muyun dodged and the person arrived at the door.
"Are you angry from embarrassment?" He shook the golden abacus in his hand, "I'm going to do some work. If you have something to do, don't call me casually. I'm not a casual person."
After saying that, before Murong Xitian could get angry, Xi Muyun was stunned.
The room fell into silence again, except for the sound of wind whistling by the window.
"Is her change a huge conspiracy, or..." Murong Xitian was a little unsure.
There was always a voice in his heart that came out to cause trouble, making him think that he was worrying too much. But his years of caution made him have to doubt it.
Murong Xitian played with the folded paper roses with his bare hands, and his eyes fell on the two pieces of letter paper.
There are many doubts, but isn't there no movement on Xia Qingtian's side?
Maybe things are on the bright side.
Murong Xitian's cold eyes rarely softened, and he murmured softly: "No contact, no interference... I hope you won't go back on your word."
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
"Princess, today is the Winter Festival. Do you want to have dinner with the prince?" Xiuxiu walked into the room and placed the breakfasts on the table one by one.
Xia Ziluo's brows twitched: "What's the point of this? Why do we have to eat together during the winter festival?"
She suddenly remembered that the Winter Festival is the winter solstice.
On this day in the 21st century, people in the north eat dumplings and in the south eat glutinous rice balls to celebrate. But it is definitely not the handwriting of the princess before.
"Look for the princess's previous letters, the more the better." Since this is a doubtful point, we must make good use of it.
Xi Muyun casually flipped the golden abacus in his hand twice: "Far water can't quench the near thirst, what are you going to do about this?" His eyes glanced at the letter paper on the table.
"What can we do?" Murong Xitian picked up a pen and wrote his name on it.
"You really wrote it! Aren't you afraid that if you write your name, you will lose your whole life?" Xi Muyun smiled ambiguously.
"I've already lost half my life, that's all." He had already given up his marriage for the sake of his country.
Nowadays, just writing a name on a piece of tattered paper is really childish in comparison.
And even if his name is written down, the decision-making power is always in his hands.
He said that the agreement was valid, and the paper still had value; he said that it was invalid, and it was just a piece of waste paper.
"Chu Chu." After folding the paper with his name written on it, Murong Xitian called Chu Chu to come in.
Chu Chu opened the door and walked to the table. She was stunned when she saw the letter.
Obviously, Chu Chu did not expect that Murong Xitian would really do what the princess wanted.
"Take this back and give it to the princess. By the way, to avoid alerting the enemy, you don't need to keep an eye on me recently, and you don't need to report the princess's every move to me." Murong Xitian handed the letter to Chu Chu and also gave it to her.
One step instructions.
"No more spying on the princess?" Chu Chu looked at Murong Xitian in surprise.
"Do as I say and go back. If it's too late, the princess will become suspicious."
"Yes." Chu Chu lowered her eyes and stepped back obediently.
The door was closed again, and the sound of Chu Chu's leaving footsteps gradually faded away and could no longer be heard.
At this time, Xi Muyun suddenly smiled ambiguously and said: "I said you really can trust Chu Chu. That girl is not as simple as she seems on the surface. How about you just accept her? This woman, once she commits herself to a man, no matter how smart she is, she will
Surrounding men, willing to be men’s companions.”
"Are you too busy? Let me help you!" Murong Xitian suddenly kicked up.
Xi Muyun dodged and the person arrived at the door.
"Are you angry from embarrassment?" He shook the golden abacus in his hand, "I'm going to do some work. If you have something to do, don't call me casually. I'm not a casual person."
After saying that, before Murong Xitian could get angry, Xi Muyun was stunned.
The room fell into silence again, except for the sound of wind whistling by the window.
"Is her change a huge conspiracy, or..." Murong Xitian was a little unsure.
There was always a voice in his heart that came out to cause trouble, making him think that he was worrying too much. But his years of caution made him have to doubt it.
Murong Xitian played with the folded paper roses with his bare hands, and his eyes fell on the two pieces of letter paper.
There are many doubts, but isn't there no movement on Xia Qingtian's side?
Maybe things are on the bright side.
Murong Xitian's cold eyes rarely softened, and he murmured softly: "No contact, no interference... I hope you won't go back on your word."
Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
"Princess, today is the Winter Festival. Do you want to have dinner with the prince?" Xiuxiu walked into the room and placed the breakfasts on the table one by one.
Xia Ziluo's brows twitched: "What's the point of this? Why do we have to eat together during the winter festival?"
She suddenly remembered that the Winter Festival is the winter solstice.
On this day in the 21st century, people in the north eat dumplings and in the south eat glutinous rice balls to celebrate.
