"It's okay, your health is important, and the emperor should take good care of it." Murong Xitian saw that his face was as pale as paper, and he couldn't help but clenched his fists because he felt distressed.
Murong Leiting nodded, called Eunuch Lei, and he helped him walk towards the palace.
After seeing off the Holy Lord, Murong Xicai started to deal with the scene. He sent back some of the frightened officials. He rewarded the injured Yulin army with compassionate money and then cleared the scene.
After everything was taken care of, Murong Xi returned to Xia Ziluo.
"Let's go, it's time for us to go back home." He said, naturally holding her hand and holding her fingers together.
"Okay." Xia Ziluo smiled sweetly because of his active intimacy.
Her little hand was wrapped gently by his big hand, and the warmth was gradually transferred to the apex of her heart with the friction of her skin.
This feeling was so wonderful that Xia Ziluo was filled with joy and his face was filled with a happy smile.
On the way out of the palace, they did not speak and walked in silence, as if they were all feeling the harmony and beautiful atmosphere at the moment.
After a while, Xia Ziluo felt his palms sweating, and subconsciously moved his fingertips slightly, but his eyes suddenly widened.
This feeling... She moved her fingers again.
Then, like an innocent child, she was simply intoxicated in the games of her fingers - her delicate fingertips gently touched his generous palm, feeling the strange touch from her fingertips again and again, and again and again.
My heart palpitated because of this feeling.
Feeling that Xia Ziluo had such a naughty side, Murong Xitian smiled softly, with a hint of doting that he didn't know he had in his eyes.
The wind has picked up again, not very strong, but it just carries the fragrance of viburnum to my face...
Smelling this pleasant fragrance, the two of them turned around at the same time, but looked at each other and smiled, with countless tenderness and sweetness in their eyes.
Tonight is really beautiful, and this rare memory is even better...
The fiery red sun sets, a new moon hangs high in the sky, and the green mountains and fields are dyed with the color of night, changing from a gorgeous watercolor painting to an ink painting.
Halfway up the mountainside covered with a layer of mist, there were dots of firelight. It was the only building in the entire mountain forest - Jingxin Residence.
"Why did the Prime Minister come all the way?" Ye Zixuan was wearing a light green embroidered butterfly dress, with gold and gem-inlaid hairpins dotted between her inky hair.
Although she didn't apply rouge, her skin was breakable with a snap, her cheeks had a light pink color, and her eyes were watery... like a fairy who fell from the sky to earth.
As a man, Xia Qingtian had to admit that Ye Zixuan had more aura than Xia Ziluo that made men couldn't help but care for her.
"Why would Ms. Ye refuse people thousands of miles away? Isn't the true attitude clear? This time, the true attitude is only to give gifts!" Xia Qingtian's harmless face like Maitreya Buddha bloomed with a big smile, and he made it clear.
, and did it clearly.
Xia Yusheng, who followed him, immediately opened the box he had brought with him, and saw a box full of rouge, gouache, silk and satin, all comparable to tributes and priceless.
Ye Zixuan lowered her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced briefly: "Didn't the Prime Minister forbid me to use these?"
She asked Xia Qingtian and Xia Ziluo to join forces and drive out of the capital.
Xia Qingtian claimed that she was weak and needed to rest, but in fact she was kept under house arrest here. She was indispensable for food and clothing, but he did not give her any of the rouge, gouache, and silk satin at her daughter's house.
