811. Chapter 811 Xia Xiangye, the prince didn't do it on purpose
Fortunately, they are all Xia Qingtian's people. With their diagnosis and treatment, whether Xia Qingtian is in trouble or survives, he will not take the opportunity to make an issue, saying that the Murong brothers cannot tolerate his superiority and are collaborating to plot against him.
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"Um, can my dad ride in the car?" Xia Ziluo heard that Xia Qingtian was fine, and his heart dropped into his stomach.
Then, she thought of business.
This is the palace. As a man with a foreign surname, how can Xia Qingtian stay in the palace?
"Just be careful not to go too fast to avoid bumps." Dr. He, Xia Qingtian's most trusted doctor, replied and handed the prescription to Xia Ziluo.
In his eyes, only the princess could be trusted among everyone present.
"Okay." Xia Ziluo took the prescription and put it away, then turned to look at Murong Xitian, "Can you help me arrange to send my father back to Xia Mansion?"
"I will arrange it if you don't tell me. It's ready. I'll send someone to send the prime minister back." Murong Xitian didn't show too much intimacy due to the large number of Xia Qingtian's people watching with wide eyes.
Since his triumphant return, there has been no brave God of War. People in the world only regard him as the cowardly, incompetent, cruel and cold-blooded King Xiao. And only Xia Qingtian can see his true face.
Therefore, Murong Xitian just patted Xia Ziluo on the shoulder symbolically to comfort him.
"Thank you, Prince Xiao. Let's leave now. I'll take my father back, Prince Xiao, with me?" Xia Ziluo was not stupid. He naturally understood the reason for Murong Xitian's alienation and immediately cooperated tacitly.
Murong Xitian's eyes flashed with approval, his Luo'er was really smart as ice and snow: "That's good."
Within a moment, Xia Qingtian was carried onto the carriage and escorted out of the palace by Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo back to Xia Mansion.
Murong Leiting returned to his palace to sleep, while the imperial doctors left in the same hurry as when they came.
The night continued to sink, and the clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind at some point, and the moonlight returned to normal, illuminating the entire earth. The twinkling stars seemed like smiling faces, intoxicated in this beautiful moonlight.
Xia Ziluo sent Xia Qingtian back to Xia Mansion, gave the prescription to Xia Ziyan and gave Xia Ziyan some instructions before leaving Xia Mansion.
In the carriage, Murong Xitian looked at the worried Xia Ziluo and suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.
"It's not that I'm cruel and won't let you stay and take care of the Prime Minister. It's just that today you were forced to make peace with me by tapping on your acupuncture point. If you stay here again, I'm afraid that unless you start a direct war with the Prime Minister, you won't be able to see me again."
To you." Murong Xitian hugged her tightly, as if he was about to lose her.
This kind of pain was simply more terrible than death. He couldn't bear it, let alone didn't want to bear it.
"Yes, I understand." Xia Ziluo knew this feeling very well, just like she had just been dragged to the Jinluan Hall to be separated from her by having her acupuncture points tapped.
Murong Xitian lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead: "Don't worry about your father's health. The imperial doctor is taking care of him. Just rest and rest."
"I'm worried because my father has cerebral congestion or myocardial infarction. In our era, if the disease is not rescued in time, it will kill someone." Xia Ziluo leaned in his arms, holding Murong Xitian's hand, "Now
The medicine today is much worse than it was back then."
"Idiot, if it was really the kind of disease you said, your father would have died long ago. Don't think too much about it. It's been a long day and you can get some sleep." Murong Xitian touched Xia Ziluo's face distressedly.
Xia Ziluo nodded, then chose a comfortable angle to lie down, and slowly closed his eyes.
