Xia Ziluo grabbed her hand after seeing it: "Why are you so anxious? It's only a matter of time before we catch him. By the way, I just counted them. They have consumed 11 more bullets tonight."
"Including the Wangfu's, there are a total of 27 bullets. I don't know how many they have left. It would be best to know where they are hiding and arrange for heavy troops to round them up and consume all their bullets." Xin Jifeng pondered and touched it gently.
Touched the wound on his arm.
Xia Ziluo shook his head: "If there are too many people, he will be killed with a grenade. I think we can just find someone to let Xia Qingtian do the work. Our main focus should be on defense. Really
The princess wants to be the queen, but she has fallen into trouble with the prince and Xia Qingtian at the same time, so her next step will definitely be to take action against the emperor."
"Well, the prince has already made arrangements. He has temporarily issued a no-entry order for the princess, so as to prevent the real princess from sneaking into the palace and looking for opportunities to assassinate His Majesty." Xin Jifeng frowned deeply.
The crisis brought about by the return of the real princess this time is really too difficult.
"Let's discuss these matters with Xi Tian when we return to the palace. Let's talk about you first. Were you injured just now?"
and be harmed.
Ju Qing stretched out her hand and rubbed Xia Ziluo's head: "We have skills, how could we be injured so easily? It's you, you have to be careful at all times, the real princess may already hate you to the bone."
"I'm very lucky, so I'm not afraid." Xia Ziluo thought of his life hanging by a thread in the Prime Minister's Mansion tonight, and suddenly widened his eyes and grabbed Ju Qing's hand, "Don't tell Xi Tian what happened tonight, or you'll look at me
I don’t care about you!”
"You just know how to protect yourself. You are not a hen, and the prince is not a chicken." Ju Qing couldn't help but stretch out her hand to scratch the tip of Xia Ziluo's nose. Do she care so much about Murong Xitian's feelings?
Xia Ziluo scratched his face in embarrassment: "I'm not afraid that he will make a fuss out of a molehill."
"Yes, yes, I won't talk too much." Ju Qing pouted and tilted her head to figure out how to deal with that troublesome Zheng Yu.
Xin Jifeng was also silent, as if he had some plans.
Xia Ziluo didn't bother them by saying anything, and quietly listened to the sound of the carriage making a very rhythmic sound.
At three o'clock in the morning, the group returned to the palace.
Xia Ziluo had just gotten out of the carriage and before she could wait, she saw Murong Xitian, dressed in a moon-white robe, striding out of the door to welcome her back.
"Look at how anxious you are, can I still run away?" Xia Ziluo felt sweet when he saw Murong Xitian, but at the same time he felt a little sorry for him.
She knew how hard it felt to wait for someone. Especially today, the situation was special. I was afraid that Murong Xitian would not be able to rest for a moment while staying in the palace, and he would be worried about her all the time.
When Murong Xitian saw Xia Ziluo, his heart that had been holding him was half gone.
Then he felt uncontrollably excited. His Luoer had returned safely, so good!
"I heard there was a shooting?" Unable to wait any longer, Murong Xitian strode to the car and stretched out his arms towards Xia Ziluo who was in the car.
Xia Ziluo looked at Wei Wei and blushed, hesitated for a moment and then jumped down.
"thump……"
After a slight collision of bodies, Xia Ziluo fell steadily into Murong Xitian's arms.
"Are you not injured?" Murong Xitian's voice was slightly trembling, and his hot arms hugged her tightly.
