"The real princess killed innocent people indiscriminately, just to force us to show up. Now action is not good for us." Murong Xitian made a scheming decision and did not like to establish a caring action. "Stretching the real princess makes her restless. Only when she is in a mess is our chance."

Yeah?

Isn’t it better to strike while the iron is hot? But it is also possible that people will learn from their mistakes and be wary of it, but they will fall into an unfavorable situation.

Xia Ziluo kept kneading her chin in a tangled way: "Okay, let's be rabbits for the time being and stay still. But I still insist that we can't always wait for the real princess to take action before we can kill her. It's not a chess anymore. We have to take the initiative to attack and kill her without leaving any armor."

"Okay." Murong Xitian touched her head drowningly, then turned around and asked Xi Muyun, "Is the Fourth Prince still safe? I don't know how long it will take for the real princess to make trouble."

Xi Muyun's eyes sank: "It's very safe, but it can't be hidden all the time. The fourth brother has injuries on his body. He can't see light on the ground and heal slowly, and he is prone to ulceration and inflammation."

"What does purple shadow mean?" Murong Xitian thought of Ziying arranged for the fourth prince Xi Muqing, and his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he had a good idea.

I just don’t know what Xia Ziluo is thinking. If the two of them coincide, or they can cooperate with each other, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

Thinking of this, Murong Xitian took Xia Ziluo's hand, leaned into her ear and murmured a few times.

Xia Ziluo's eyes lit up suddenly, and then he told him his plan. Both of them laughed, and they looked at each other directly.

"What I know is that you are discussing major issues, and those who don't know think you are talking about the matter of turning the rain!" Xi Muyun's mouth was really the most despicable in the world.

Xia Ziluo glared at him angrily: "Xi Yazi, you are so mean, be careful, I will throw you into the stove and make a sword!"

"I..." Xi Muyun, who had always been sharp-tongued, suddenly got his ears pinched by Ju Qing before she could refute.

He immediately grinned and cried out in pain, but his heart was sweeter than eating honey.

Murong Xitian saw them making fun and said, "Okay, flirt with you, please close the door and go back to the house at will. Let's talk about the serious business. Luoer and I just discussed a clever plan to overthrow the new emperor's **** in one fell swoop, take over the Genglan Dynasty, and at the same time let the real princess have no chance to sing."

"How to do it?" When Xi Muyun heard that it was a serious matter, she stopped joking and returned to her calm and capable appearance.

"This is the thing, we..." Murong Xitian said the plans one by one. Xi Muyun and Ju Qing, who listened carefully, looked more and more serious, but at the end he showed a sudden realization.

Xi Muyun clapped her hands and shouted happily: "It's done, I'll make arrangements now."

"Juqing is with you. Your injury has not healed yet, and it is inconvenient and safe for one person." Murong Xitian was worried about Xi Muyun and gave a few instructions.

Juqing was unhappy, but she had to protect Xi Muyun.

If he dies, they will have no show to sing. If they want to kill the real princess and overthrow the new emperor, this time they can watch Xi Muyun's performance.

"We'll prepare, I believe that in a few days, the good show will be on the stage." Murong Xitian's eyes were shining with different lights.
Chapter completed!