Xia Ziluo rubbed the corners of his red eyes and pursed his red lips: "I... you promised me that you would trust me unconditionally. But then you turned around and you doubted me again."
"I just..." Murong Xitian was speechless after her rebuttal.
Yes, where is the promised trust?
But it was so obvious that she wanted to escape from him that he couldn't just pretend not to see it.
Murong Xitian came over, stretched out his hand and rubbed her head: "I just don't want you to hide something from me and bear it alone. We are husband and wife, and we will face problems together."
His words made Xia Ziluo blush.
Today Xia Ziyan said that Xia Qingtian was going to take action, but he did not say when he would take action or how to deal with Murong Xitian.
Her idea was that she, Wang Kuanglan, could change Xia Qingtian's decision.
But now, should she choose to tell him and figure out a solution with him?
After much hesitation, Xia Ziluo still chose: "I...I don't know what dad is going to do, and he suddenly made such a scene with his eldest brother. When I was stopped and kicked back on the way, my eldest brother told me to keep my distance from you.
, I think dad may not want me to be too close to you."
Is this what Xia Ziyan said?
Murong Xitian did not suspect that Xia Ziluo was lying, but felt that things would not be that simple. Xia Qingtian was an old vixen, and would never cause such a drama just because he warned Xia Ziluo to stay away from him.
So, what is Xia Qingtian’s real intention?
"Well, your father has always been opposed to your marrying me." Murong Xitian lowered his head and gently kissed Xia Ziluo's forehead, "It's getting late, and you're tired after another trip, so go back to sleep."
"Okay. You should go to bed early, good night." Xia Ziluo suddenly felt relieved, and his tense body relaxed as his mood changed.
Murong Xitian watched Xia Ziluo leave, then turned around and sat back on the chair.
He frowned and thought seriously.
At this time, the candle suddenly jumped a few times and made a "crackling" sound.
Murong Xitian picked up the scissors and cut off a section of the candle wick. The candle flame flickered twice and returned to normal.
When putting the scissors back, Murong Xitian's eyes slid over the memorials on the hill and suddenly fell on the top memorial.
This is his plan to unite officials to impeach Xia Qingtian.
Could it be——
Murong Xi Tian's heart suddenly thumped and he almost stopped jumping.
"This is Xia Qingtian's purpose!" As if he thought of something, Murong Xitian rushed to the palace without even changing his court uniform.
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The palace was as tightly guarded as ever, with patrolling Habayashi troops passing by from time to time, changing one after another in an orderly manner.
Zheng'an Hall, the Holy Emperor's bedroom, was actually brightly lit.
Normally at this time, His Majesty would either be in the Imperial Study Room or have already gone to bed. But today, not only was the Zheng'an Hall as bright as day, but the outside of the hall was filled with eunuchs keeping watch and two squads of Yulin troops.
The Yulin Army and the eunuchs no longer had the usual yawns and conversations. They all looked serious, and there was something unusual in the tense atmosphere.
Upon closer inspection, you can see that the Yulin Army and the eunuchs were all guarding the emperor on the surface, but they were invisibly divided into two forces because of their positions on the left and right sides.
There are obviously more people on the right than on the left, and they are more powerful in terms of momentum.
Inside Zheng'an Hall, the atmosphere was far more tense than outside. There was a faint pressure, like the eve of a storm.
