But now, she doesn't think it's the reason. She thinks it's a sign that Murong Xitian doesn't trust her, and it can even be said that he doesn't respect her.
This suddenly made her feel like she was a large pet kept by him. When she was happy, she would touch and tease her, and when she was unhappy, she would say bad words and even punch and kick him.
The more Xia Ziluo thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and his body trembled subconsciously.
"I never said I doubted you, I just asked you to come back and not be with Ye Muran." Murong Xitian had always watched her interaction with Ye Muran. Although he was very angry, he also saw her
In protecting myself, the taste in my heart has become a lot weaker.
But when he heard Xia Ziluo's words, his subconscious reaction was that Xia Ziluo was tired of him.
"This is suspicion. Do we have to express our suspicion?" Xia Ziluo's voice rose a little higher because of sadness, "I am really tired and tired. Murong Xitian, do you know what I am thinking now? I feel like I
It’s the cat or dog you raise. When you are happy, give me a smile. No matter how much I toss and make mistakes, it will be fine. On the other hand, if you are unhappy, even if I pluck the moon from the sky for you, I will give you my heart.
If you take it out, I am also a wicked person and will be despised to death by you."
After venting his anger, Xia Ziluo couldn't even shake Murong Xitian's increasingly gloomy face and walked away.
Murong Xitian didn't expect that she would dare to roar at him, nor did he expect that she would lose such a temper, and her face turned black immediately.
He obviously didn't say anything, but she suddenly went crazy, babbling a lot.
Are these all from her heart? So, she is really tired of herself?
Murong Xitian's whole body tensed up instantly, his face became solemn, and his whole body exuded a suffocating cold air.
Throughout the afternoon, the palace was shrouded in unprecedented gloom.
The gloomy atmosphere between Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo scared the servants in the palace to the point where they did not dare to express their anger. They were trembling with fear that they would accidentally be swept away by the tail of the typhoon.
At night, a crescent moon hung on the treetops, and a few crickets in the grass were singing happily.
"Kill--" Earth-shattering roars were heard from all around the palace, followed by the thick ink-like night sky illuminated by the light of torches, and the entire palace suddenly fell into chaos.
"Reporting to the prince, Xia Ziyan has surrounded the palace with heavy troops and is fighting with the guards in the palace." The secret guard hidden in the palace knelt on one knee and delivered the information as soon as possible.
"Damn it! She is really tired of me." Murong Xitian was angry when he thought of Xi Muyun's previous reward and his speculation that Xia Ziluo's identity was fake. His reason could no longer suppress his emotional impulse.
A bloodthirsty chill burst out from his cold eyes, and stronger and more angry waves were about to drown his heart.
"Xia Ziluo!" Murong Xitian suddenly roared angrily, rushed out of the study with red eyes, and went straight to Xia Ziluo's room.
"boom--"
The door to the room was suddenly kicked open, which made Xia Ziluo tremble and almost fall off the bed.
What's wrong? What happened?
Xia Ziluo raised his head in surprise, and happened to meet Murong Xitian's black eyes that were about to burst into flames. His eyes were so terrifying, full of hatred, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces.
At this glance, Xia Ziluo's full expectations were completely shattered.
