682. Chapter 682 Husband, where is your conscience?
Murong Xitian threw the secret messages and other information that he had kept close to him to Xi Muyun: "Take this to Sima Chun. You don't need me to tell you what to do next."
"Wait for my good news." Xi Muyun put away her things and rushed out impatiently, regardless of whether it was raining or not.
It's a matter related to the Genglan Dynasty, how could he not try his best?
Thinking that his forbearance for so many years was finally coming to an end, Xi Muyun was in a good mood and almost screamed to the sky.
Murong Xitian looked at his anxiously leaving figure and couldn't help but purse his lips and chuckle. Not only would Xi Muyun be happy, he thought that one day he would defeat Xia Qingtian, and at the same time end hundreds of years of struggle with the Genglan Dynasty and form an alliance.
Sincerely happy.
This is the blessing of the country and the country, and it is also the blessing of the people.
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At three o'clock in the day, the sparrows were chirping non-stop, and the sound of "cooling" was heard from time to time.
"It's so noisy!" I hate the noise the most when sleeping.
Xia Ziluo frowned, turned over and pressed the quilt under her body, wanting to go back to sleep. But the noise was really annoying, so she raised her eyelids and wanted to wake up but she was still very sleepy.
Half asleep and half awake, she felt that the bed was shaking a little today, like she was on a boat, and like the sky was shaking, and she felt like she was sinking and floating.
"Xiuxiu, where's the earthquake?" Xia Ziluo rubbed his sleepy eyes and reluctantly opened them.
Caught off guard, she was met by an oversized handsome face.
"Murong Xitian!" Xia Ziluo exclaimed and jumped up, but hit the roof of the carriage. He immediately held his head in pain and muttered, "It hurts!"
"Be careful!" He didn't expect her to have such a big reaction, and it was too late for Murong Xitian to stop her.
Seeing Xia Ziluo's eyes welling up with tears in pain, Murong Xitian held her in his arms distressedly, and gently rubbed the painful area with his generous palms: "You are so stupid, you don't even look where you are.
Just jump around."
Suddenly falling into his arms, Xia Ziluo didn't have time to struggle, but his heart was warmed by his gentle movements, and he swallowed back the reprimand on his lips.
But the next moment she was angered by Murong Xitian's distressed accusation, pouting and staring at him: "Where else could it be? I'm sleeping on the bed, of course -"
Her voice stopped abruptly after she saw her surroundings clearly.
Where is this? It's not her room, but it doesn't look unfamiliar.
Look, the familiar blue gauze tent embroidered with auspicious clouds is constantly undulating with the wind. Beside the gauze tent, there are two large welcome pillows with golden silk chrysanthemum patterns lying quietly. She seems to have slept on one of them.
There is also this kind of swaying back and forth, left and right, and violent bumps from time to time, which are all so familiar.
The surprise in Xia Ziluo's black eyes became deeper and deeper, and finally turned into a sharp roar: "Murong Xitian, when did you get me into the carriage?"
Didn't she sleep in the palace last night? She slept peacefully on the bed!
Why did he move her to his private luxury carriage as soon as she woke up? And this bumpy state showed that the carriage was moving and seemed to be heading somewhere.
"That's not important. What's important is that you can really sleep. I almost thought you planned to sleep until sunset!" Murong Xitian gave a meaningful smile.
"How can I sleep so well!" Xia Ziluo's eyes were flashed by his jade-like face, and he turned his head uncomfortably, "Do you think everyone is like you, so energetic that he stays up late at night and wears night clothes?
Flying around in the streets? I don’t know if they are imitating snitches or flower-picking thieves!”
