363. Chapter 363 The prince is tired and the princess is so distressed
Murong Xitian nodded, looking a little tired: "She was instigated by Xia Qingtian, betrayed us, and killed her best sister, Concubine Xiu."
"Concubine Xiu?" Isn't that the purple-robed black scholar lurking next to Xia Qingtian, and is he a master second only to the captain?
Xi Muyun felt that the matter was serious. As a purple-robed black scholar, Dongyan knew many secrets. Her betrayal would never be as simple as damaging a purple-robed black scholar, let alone Cui Youneishi.
"Should we remove all the people who are temporarily lurking around Xia Qingtian and replace all the liaison teams?" Xi Muyun felt that taking the risk of letting these continue to operate, it was better to take action to protect themselves.
As long as the people are still there and their strength has not been compromised, sooner or later they will make up for today's losses.
But if these confidants are all killed, it will be really difficult for them to train such outstanding four great mystics and then place their confidants into the imperial court.
Murong Xitian frowned again: "No need. Although Dong Yan is a purple-robed scholar, he was placed in the palace to serve Concubine Xiu early, so he doesn't know much. The contact group will be exposed because of Xiu.
When the imperial concubine reported to her superiors, she overheard the name of Meng Zuo's internal history, and then informed Xia Qingtian, who deduced it."
But despite this, there are still some purple-robed black men who must stop all activities.
These people all received training from Dong Yan. Each independent group has a total of eight people, so excluding Concubine Xiu, there are still six people.
There are also matters in the palace that have not yet been resolved. Concubine Xiu has passed away, and many other matters such as her burial need to be handled by him.
It looked like he was going to be busy all night.
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The next morning, the snow was still falling, and the snow on the ground was already up to my knees.
Early in the morning, Xia Ziluo ran out of Luomei Courtyard wrapped in a brocade fox cloak.
Yesterday, Murong Xitian went to the palace and did not return all night.
She didn't know if it was because of the snowstorm or if something happened again in the court. Or maybe Murong Xitian already knew that something had happened to Xi Muyun and was trying to remedy the situation?
No matter what it was, she was worried that Murong Xitian would forget to eat because he was too busy.
And staying up late is too harmful to the body. She wants to nourish him.
So Xia Ziluo went into the kitchen and personally cooked health porridge for Murong Xitian, and also made some soups and delicious dishes.
As soon as Chenshi arrived, Murong Xitian dragged his tired body back to Canghaoju. He sat down on the pear tree chair and just rubbed his temples when the door was pushed open.
"You're back!" Xia Ziluo opened the door and saw Murong Xitian. He was surprised at first and then saw the exhaustion on Murong Xitian's face, and raised his eyebrows in distress.
She hurriedly put down the food box she was holding, ordered someone to bring hot water, and soaked the towel with her own hands.
"You must be exhausted. Wipe your face first." Xia Ziluo wrung out the towel and brought it to Murong Xitian.
This situation was all too familiar to him.
These days, every morning when he comes back from work, he will see her figure as soon as he opens the door and receives the hot towel handed to him.
The table was filled with meals she had cooked herself. The dishes were all his favorite and the taste was very delicious.
It's just that today, Murong Xitian no longer has the same feeling of ordinary life full of happiness in the past.
Too many things happened last night. He had been busy all night and was exhausted physically and mentally. The most important thing was the news he just received - it snowed heavily last night, and Xia Qingtian sent someone to invite the princess. Murong Xitian nodded, with a look on his face
She felt a little tired: "She was instigated by Xia Qingtian, betrayed us, and killed her best sister, Concubine Xiu."
"Concubine Xiu?" Isn't that the purple-robed black scholar lurking next to Xia Qingtian, and is he a master second only to the captain?
Xi Muyun felt that the matter was serious. As a purple-robed black scholar, Dongyan knew many secrets. Her betrayal would never be as simple as damaging a purple-robed black scholar, let alone Cui Youneishi.
"Should we remove all the people who are temporarily lurking around Xia Qingtian and replace all the liaison teams?" Xi Muyun felt that taking the risk of letting these continue to operate, it was better to take action to protect themselves.
As long as the people are still there and their strength has not been compromised, sooner or later they will make up for today's losses.
But if these confidants are all killed, it will be really difficult for them to train such outstanding four great mystics and then place their confidants into the imperial court.
Murong Xitian frowned again: "No need. Although Dong Yan is a purple-robed scholar, he was placed in the palace to serve Concubine Xiu early, so he doesn't know much. The contact group will be exposed because of Xiu.
When the imperial concubine reported to her superiors, she overheard the name of Meng Zuo's internal history, and then informed Xia Qingtian, who deduced it."
But despite this, there are still some purple-robed black men who must stop all activities.
These people all received training from Dong Yan. Each independent group has a total of eight people, so excluding Concubine Xiu, there are still six people.
There are also matters in the palace that have not yet been resolved. Concubine Xiu has passed away, and many other matters such as her burial need to be handled by him.
It looked like he was going to be busy all night.
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The next morning, the snow was still falling, and the snow on the ground was already up to my knees.
Early in the morning, Xia Ziluo ran out of Luomei Courtyard wrapped in a brocade fox cloak.
Yesterday, Murong Xitian went to the palace and did not return all night.
She didn't know if it was because of the snowstorm or if something happened again in the court. Or maybe Murong Xitian already knew that something had happened to Xi Muyun and was trying to remedy the situation?
No matter what it was, she was worried that Murong Xitian would forget to eat because he was too busy.
And staying up late is too harmful to the body. She wants to nourish him.
So Xia Ziluo went into the kitchen and personally cooked health porridge for Murong Xitian, and also made some soups and delicious dishes.
As soon as Chenshi arrived, Murong Xitian dragged his tired body back to Canghaoju. He sat down on the pear tree chair and just rubbed his temples when the door was pushed open.
"You're back!" Xia Ziluo opened the door and saw Murong Xitian. He was surprised at first and then saw the exhaustion on Murong Xitian's face, and raised his eyebrows in distress.
She hurriedly put down the food box she was holding, ordered someone to bring hot water, and soaked the towel with her own hands.
"You must be exhausted. Wipe your face first." Xia Ziluo wrung out the towel and brought it to Murong Xitian.
This situation was all too familiar to him.
These days, every morning when he comes back from work, he will see her figure as soon as he opens the door and receives the hot towel handed to him.
The table was filled with meals she had cooked herself. The dishes were all his favorite and the taste was very delicious.
It's just that today, Murong Xitian no longer has the same feeling of ordinary life full of happiness in the past.
Too many things happened last night. He had been busy all night and was exhausted physically and mentally. The most important thing was the news he just received - it snowed heavily last night and Xia Qingtian sent someone to invite the princess.
