He originally planned to use the matter of selling his official position to negotiate with Xia Qingtian in exchange for the lost people on his side. Now Xia Ziluo knows that if she tells Xia Qingtian, he can achieve his goal and see through Xia Ziluo.
Luo's true identity has been hidden all this time.
"That's interesting." Murong Xitian put the memorial back on the table.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Xia Ziluo walked in with hot water: "I've brought hot water. Just wait, I'll soak the towel for you right now."
As she said that, she smiled at him, turned around and brought the hot water to the shelf in the corner.
Murong Xitian stared blankly at her petite figure busy in front of him until she handed the wrung hot towel to him.
"Recently, it seems that you haven't been back to Xia Mansion much?" Murong Xitian took the towel, obviously testing it but his tone was very casual.
Xia family? Why did you go back when you had nothing to do, waiting to be raped and raped?
She has no habit of self-abuse.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Xia Ziluo's lips, and then he covered up his panic with a brighter smile: "It's cold, and I don't like to move around. The children have been so busy these days, how can I have time to go back? Besides, they are all the mother of the children.
It’s so bad that you always go back to your parents’ house when you have nothing to do.”
Won’t you go back? You won’t go back even if you find out about the memorial?
"I'm afraid if you don't come back, the prime minister will come looking for you." Murong Xitian wiped his hands and face and handed the towel back to Xia Ziluo.
Xia Ziluo took the towel and moved it around casually: "Besides, I think dad will be very busy if the road is blocked due to heavy snow, right? So, I'd better not disturb him."
Busy, Mr. Xiang is very busy.
He was busy playing devil's advocate and opposed his proposal to hire common people to clear snow. Fortunately, he issued the notice before Xia Qingtian objected and gained the support of the majority of people, otherwise this matter would have been disrupted by Xia Qingtian again.
Although he had a successful start, he could not be careless, lest Xia Qingtian take advantage of the situation.
"How are the children, how are you doing? The teacher should be back in two days." Since Xia Ziluo had no intention of returning to the Xia family, Murong Xitian naturally would not talk about the previous topic again.
However, I don’t know if it’s true or false that she can’t say anything back.
Murong Xitian raised his head and looked at Xia Ziluo who was serving him porridge.
The sun shone in through the window paper and fell on Xia Ziluo's body. Half of her body was smeared with soft light, making her look extremely beautiful. She had a smile on her face and the corners of her lips were curved, which made him feel a little confused.
I was so obsessed that I almost completely forgot her identity in an instant, thinking that she was the gentlest and kindest wife.
Maybe... Looking at her like this, Murong Xitian suddenly felt a sense of expectation in his heart - everything she said was true, and she really would not go back to Xia Mansion to report to Xia Qingtian and mention the memorial.
"What's wrong, what are you looking at?" Xia Ziluo put the porridge on the table in front of Murong Xitian, and suddenly found that he was staring directly at him.
Could it be that there is something dirty on her face?
Thinking about it, Xia Ziluo hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but forgot to hold the spoon in her hand. The thick rice soup on the spoon clicked on her cheek.
Murong Xitian raised his eyebrows when he saw it, a smile appeared on the tip of his eyebrows, fell on the corners of his lips, and finally turned into a big smile: "Haha, little idiot."
"I'm not an idiot!" Xia Ziluo muttered with his cheeks puffed up, put the spoon back into the porridge bowl, and then reached out to take out the silk handkerchief in his sleeve. He originally planned to use the sale of his official position to negotiate with Xia Qingtian.
To exchange for the lost people on her side. Now Xia Ziluo knows that if she tells Xia Qingtian, he can not only achieve his goal, but also see through the true face that Xia Ziluo has been hiding.
"That's interesting." Murong Xitian put the memorial back on the table.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Xia Ziluo walked in with hot water: "I've brought hot water. Just wait, I'll soak the towel for you right now."
As she said that, she smiled at him, turned around and brought the hot water to the shelf in the corner.
Murong Xitian stared blankly at her petite figure busy in front of him until she handed the wrung hot towel to him.
"Recently, it seems that you haven't been back to Xia Mansion much?" Murong Xitian took the towel, obviously testing it but his tone was very casual.
Xia family? Why did you go back when you had nothing to do, waiting to be raped and raped?
She has no habit of self-abuse.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Xia Ziluo's lips, and then he covered up his panic with a brighter smile: "It's cold, and I don't like to move around. The children have been so busy these days, how can I have time to go back? Besides, they are all the mother of the children.
It’s so bad that you always go back to your parents’ house when you have nothing to do.”
Won’t you go back? You won’t go back even if you find out about the memorial?
"I'm afraid if you don't come back, the prime minister will come looking for you." Murong Xitian wiped his hands and face and handed the towel back to Xia Ziluo.
Xia Ziluo took the towel and moved it around casually: "Besides, I think dad will be very busy if the road is blocked due to heavy snow, right? So, I'd better not disturb him."
Busy, Mr. Xiang is very busy.
He was busy playing devil's advocate and opposed his proposal to hire common people to clear snow. Fortunately, he issued the notice before Xia Qingtian objected and gained the support of the majority of people, otherwise this matter would have been disrupted by Xia Qingtian again.
Although he had a successful start, he could not be careless, lest Xia Qingtian take advantage of the situation.
"How are the children, how are you doing? The teacher should be back in two days." Since Xia Ziluo had no intention of returning to the Xia family, Murong Xitian naturally would not talk about the previous topic again.
However, I don’t know if it’s true or false that she can’t say anything back.
Murong Xitian raised his head and looked at Xia Ziluo who was serving him porridge.
The sun shone in through the window paper and fell on Xia Ziluo's body. Half of her body was smeared with soft light, making her look extremely beautiful. She had a smile on her face and the corners of her lips were curved, which made him feel a little confused.
I was so obsessed that I almost completely forgot her identity in an instant, thinking that she was the gentlest and kindest wife.
Maybe... Looking at her like this, Murong Xitian suddenly felt a sense of expectation in his heart - everything she said was true, and she really would not go back to Xia Mansion to report to Xia Qingtian and mention the memorial.
"What's wrong, what are you looking at?" Xia Ziluo put the porridge on the table in front of Murong Xitian, and suddenly found that he was staring directly at him.
Could it be that there is something dirty on her face?
Thinking about it, Xia Ziluo hurriedly reached out to wipe it, but forgot to hold the spoon in her hand. The thick rice soup on the spoon clicked on her cheek.
Murong Xitian raised his eyebrows when he saw it, a smile appeared on the tip of his eyebrows, fell on the corners of his lips, and finally turned into a big smile: "Haha, little idiot."
"I'm not an idiot!" Xia Ziluo muttered, puffing out his cheeks, putting the spoon back into the porridge bowl, and then reached out to take out the silk handkerchief in his sleeve.
