663. Chapter 663 The prince is gone and the young master is here
"I really escaped..." But why do I feel so empty? It's like I have lost something very important in my life.
Xia Ziluo hated himself for worrying about gains and losses, but he couldn't control himself from getting into trouble.
"Hey——" With a heavy sigh, Xia Ziluo's misty black eyes were filled with sadness.
Ju Qing, who came in with the decoction, shook her head helplessly after hearing Xia Ziluo's sigh.
Everything was because of Murong Xitian, Xia Ziluo would only act abnormally for him, feel sad for him, and all the emotional changes were for him.
"I've only been away for a while and you ran to the window to blow the cool breeze for me. Do you really want to get sick?" Ju Qing's complaining tone was mixed with deep worry, "Come here quickly, night is coming."
"Ye Mu Ran!" Xia Ziluo exclaimed, looking back to see Ye Mu Ran who had just walked into the room.
He was wearing a rare dark blue robe, and his expression looked a little melancholy, lacking the usual flamboyance.
"Thank God, I see you're okay." The moment Ye Muran saw Xia Ziluo, he felt as if he had been resurrected with full blood, and his gloom was swept away.
Xia Ziluo stood up and walked over: "So, experience tells us - two landlubbers who don't know how to swim must take someone who can swim with them when they go out to swim in the lake."
Seeing that she could still talk and laugh, Ye Ran felt completely at ease, and her handsome face seemed to be illuminated by the sun, returning to its public appearance: "I knew you went to the store, but when I rushed over, you left. I guess you are
When I came here, I followed you. Fortunately, heavy rain blocked the road and kept you here, otherwise I would have been afraid of rushing over and you would have returned to the palace again."
The palace? She finally escaped, so why would she throw herself into a trap?
"No way." Xia Ziluo didn't want to mention the palace, nor did he want to mention Murong Xitian. It would arouse her thoughts, and then all the negative emotions would be like a river flooding, all overflowing and eventually drowning her.
Ju Qing interrupted with a smile: "Stop chatting for now, come on, drink the medicine." This is the medicine she prepared to keep away the cold.
Drink medicine?
Xia Ziluo looked at the steaming soup on the table. Before he drank it, his mouth started to feel bitter.
If she didn't know her condition, she would definitely have refused to die. But now, in order not to suffer from the root cause of the disease, which is similar to rheumatism, she could only endure it.
"Ju Qing, are there any candied fruits or something sweet?" Although rationally so, Xia Ziluo still resisted emotionally.
"I know, I'll get it right away." Ju Qing smiled and nodded Xia Ziluo's head, then glanced at Ye Muran, stood up and left.
Ye Muran smiled knowingly, but there was a hint of bitterness in the smile that was not easy to detect.
"Ju Qing went to get sweets, so should you take medicine?" Ye Muran looked at Xia Ziluo holding the chair and rubbing it back, obviously avoiding it and not wanting to take medicine.
Xia Ziluo scratched his head guiltily: "I haven't come back yet. I'll eat it when Ju Qing comes back."
"Then the medicine will get cold. Be good and be obedient, or I'll feed it to you!" Ye Muran made a gesture to pick up the medicine bowl, scooped out a spoonful of the soup and put it to her mouth. He really planned to feed her the medicine.
...Xia Ziluo suddenly turned to stone.
No, Ye Muran likes to force her to take medicine just like Murong Xitian.
And their methods were similar, but Ye Muran was a little less forceful. He was not as domineering as Murong Xitian, and he actually used his mouth... Xia Ziluo suddenly realized that he was thinking about Murong Xitian again, his heart ached, and he hurriedly shook his head.
I want to get rid of the random thoughts in my head.
