"Didn't you hear what I said? I'm leaving now." Xia Ziluo didn't want to quarrel, she just wanted to leave.
Seeing Murong Xitian trying to escape and leave, he hurriedly reached out and pulled his sleeves.
"I will ask the guards to stay outside to protect your safety. You can rest peacefully and recover well." Murong Xitian had already turned his head and did not see Xia Ziluo's little movement.
Therefore, her outstretched hand was in vain, and she also jumped forward and fell onto the bed.
Seeing that Murong Xitian was about to walk out of the room, Xia Ziluo yelled angrily: "Murong Xitian, you can't imprison me forever!"
Murong Xitian paused in his steps and was about to reply to her: If possible, he would rather lock her up for the rest of his life than let her go.
But when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly choked and didn't utter the last word.
The "ta-da" footsteps paused for a moment and then I remembered again that Murong Xitian didn't even look back and left the room without saying a word.
When the door to the room was closed, Xia Ziluo heard Murong Xitian's voice from outside: "Watch the princess carefully. First, make sure that the princess eats well, sleeps well, and takes medicine on time; second, make sure that the princess is healthy
Before she recovers, don't let the princesses come over and disturb the princess, and don't let the princess leave the room. The princess needs to stay in bed to rest."
"Yes." The eight maids responded in unison.
"Murong Xitian!" Xia Ziluo couldn't bear it anymore and beat the bed hard.
But after I scolded and vented my hatred, all that was left was sadness and sadness.
Xia Ziluo rolled on the bed holding the quilt and wrapped herself into a silkworm chrysalis. In fact, she was very tired. Not only was she mentally tired, but her body was also drowning, which had exhausted all her energy.
She had just had another argument with Murong Xitian, and now she was exhausted both physically and mentally, and her overdraft was at its peak.
Gradually, when the warmth of the quilt wrapped Xia Ziluo tightly, she finally couldn't resist the deep fatigue and sleepiness, and fell into a drunken sleep.
The night was already very deep, and everything was completely silent. Occasionally, the wind blew, disturbing the unknown birds on the treetops, and making several "chirping" calls.
The maid keeping watch at night also looked tired, dozing off from time to time as the candle flickered a few times.
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open gently, and Murong Xitian left and returned.
Without waiting for the maid to wake up, he flew over and touched her sleeping point.
Then, he quietly walked to the bed and looked at Xia Ziluo's sleeping face.
"Luo'er——" A call full of emotion was followed by an extremely heavy sigh, "Tell me, what should I do with you?"
Murong Xitian looked at her well-behaved look after she fell asleep, and couldn't help but touch her face gently. Then the moment he saw her red lips, his love could no longer be suppressed, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch her soft lips.
Petals, grinding greedily.
"Luo'er, Luo'er..." As if shouting was not enough, Murong Xitian's almost perfect lips kept spilling her name.
But in her sleep, she seemed to sense something, and she responded unexpectedly: "Huh?"
This soft voice completely destroyed all Murong Xitian's sanity.
He no longer suppressed the love that was not in his heart, leaned down, and attacked her delicate lips domineeringly.
Just as sweet as he remembered it, he became addicted, obsessed with it, and his heart completely sank...
After a long time, Murong Xi was reluctant to leave her lips, grabbed her hand and clasped it on her chest: "Luo'er, what on earth do I need to do so that you can understand?"
