"Asshole, let me go!" Xia Ziluo kept beating Murong Xitian.
How can anyone be so barbaric and disregard the wishes of others? What is the difference between this and a robber!
Murong Xitian hugged Xia Ziluo horizontally, with no intention of letting go.
Xia Ziluo glared at him angrily: "You robber, you have your cousin, why are you still pestering me?"
"What does our matter have to do with Zixuan? Don't talk nonsense, you must go back with me." Murong Xitian was confused by what she said. When did their matter involve Ye Zixuan again?
Didn't they have a quarrel with Li before Ye Zixuan came back?
I don’t understand, women are all unreasonable creatures anyway. Xi Muyun said that he must rely on coaxing, but in his opinion, he still needs to use an iron-fist policy, otherwise you will see that he coaxed, but this woman took the opportunity to escape.
This time, he must catch her back and never give her a chance to escape from him.
"Why?" Xia Ziluo shouted back not to be outdone.
"Just because you are my wife, Murong Xitian!" Murong Xitian threw away the reason confidently, and then, regardless of Xia Ziluo's struggle, he hugged her, flew to the room and fled.
"Xia Ziluo..." Ye Muran saw this scene and wanted to chase him, but he couldn't move forward.
Even his body was shaking, especially the hand holding the sword, which was shaking even more violently.
His eyes slowly retracted and fell on the tip of the sword. The bright red on it stung his heart.
The moment Xia Ziluo tried her best to save Murong Xitian, he knew that Murong Xitian's position in her heart was more important than she imagined. However, what was even more hurtful was that she was injured because of Murong Xitian and accidentally hurt her person.
But it's myself.
Suddenly, he coughed violently and spat out a mouthful of hot blood: "Xia Ziluo, is Murong Xitian the only one in your heart? As for me, why don't you look back at me? My love for you seems to be no less than his!
"
His heart hurt, it really hurt. He thought he would be heartbroken for her for the rest of his life and would never be able to recover.
Ye Muran staggered a bit and lowered his eyes to look at the black hair in his hand. It fell when it hit her ear and temple, and he quickly caught it with his quick eyes and hands.
"Ziluo——" He wrapped his black hair around his fingers, and tears flashed in Ye Muran's sad eyes.
If he had known Xia Ziluo first, perhaps today's result would not have been this. So even though he lost now, he only lost at the starting line.
Ye Muran carefully put the strand of black hair she had fallen into her arms, holding it close to her heart like a treasure.
"I will not give up. One day, you will understand my heart." Ye Muran wiped the blood from his mouth and cheered up again.
He will not give up easily because of this setback, because he is the proud prince of Mo Aoguo, the future king of a country, because he is Ye Muran!
"You... love is the most annoying thing, so I don't want to fall in love." Ju Qing looked at the nightfall, thinking of Xia Ziluo being sad for Murong Xitian, and suddenly felt that love was not fun.
After listening to Ju Qing's words, Ye Muran just smiled: "Sooner or later you will meet the person you can't stop falling in love with even if your heart aches to death."
"Yes, then I will kill him with one sword." Ju Qing waved his hand, "It's time to leave, I still have to deal with the aftermath, and you should go back to recuperate. Don't abuse yourself too much. If you want to strive for it, you must have a healthy body. I
I don’t want Ziluo’s future husband to be a sick man.”
