"That's right. We have to design a plan to put the real princess into crisis before she takes any action. In a life-or-death situation, they will definitely use grenades." Murong Xitian already had a countermeasure in his mind, "But for this job, we still need Master Xia.
Help. You and I just need to concentrate on setting traps in the palace."
Murong Xitian determined that no matter what the real princess' next step was, her final step to become the queen must be the palace.
Therefore, taking early precautions is the most important thing.
Xin Jiefeng nodded and continued to discuss with Murong Xitian. Time passed by and the sky became darker and darker.
In the inner room, the red candle was about to burn out. The wick jumped violently several times and went out.
Xia Ziluo was sleeping soundly, but it seemed as if he had a nightmare. He slept very uneasily, clutching the quilt with both hands, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Outside the window, a gust of wind suddenly blew, causing the treetops to sway slightly. The shadows of the trees fell into the room due to the moonlight, making it look a bit eerie.
Suddenly, Xia Ziluo sat up in shock, his face turning pale with fright.
"It turned out to be just a dream." Xia Ziluo looked at the familiar layout in the house, wiped the sweat from his forehead for a while, and returned to reality little by little from the nightmare.
Then he felt a little thirsty, so Xia Ziluo took off the quilt and got out of bed and poured some tea.
Just after taking a sip, Xia Ziluo suddenly realized that the reflection on the wall looked like a person, a woman with disheveled hair.
"Ah, assassin!" As Xia Ziluo called out, the tea cup in her hand immediately fell out of her hands and fell to the ground.
"Crack——"
"Luo'er!" Murong Xitian, who was outside, heard Xia Ziluo's scream and rushed in.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, he held Xia Ziluo in his arms and carefully searched for the assassin in the house.
"It should just be the shadow of the tree." Xin Jifeng came in holding a red candle.
Cang Hao Residence has long been decorated with copper and iron walls. Not even a mosquito can sneak in. What's more, a modern killer like Zheng Yu is very good at using guns, but he is really no good at sneaking in.
.
Murong Xitian was concerned and confused: "Don't underestimate the enemy. Send someone to search and confirm whether the assassin really exists. Also, order people to fill Canghaoju and Luomei Court with lanterns, making these two places look like daylight.
It’s bright and doesn’t give the enemy a chance to hide.”
"Okay." Xin Jifeng put down the candlestick and went to make arrangements.
"Xitian, I..." Xia Ziluo knew that he had made a mistake and felt very guilty.
But even though she knew there was no real assassin, Xia Ziluo still shivered in Murong Xitian's arms in fear. The dream just now was too real, and she watched Murong Xitian fall in a pool of blood...
Murong Xitian lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "I'm here, don't be afraid."
As he spoke, his gentle big hands kept caressing her back, hoping to reassure her that she would no longer be tense and frightened.
"It's my fault for making everyone worry." Xia Ziluo was no longer so scared, but he was still frightened and did not dare to close his eyes at all.
Otherwise, the nightmare will appear in front of you and won't go away.
"Are you having a nightmare?" Murong Xitian noticed that Xia Ziluo was still trembling slightly, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Xia Ziluo was stunned for a moment, then nodded almost imperceptibly: "It's so scary. Maybe too many things happened today, and I dreamed about you..."
