Murong Xitian did not stop at all, flew onto the car and got into the car.

The carriage is as warm as spring. The charcoal fire in the stove is burning vigorously, red and occasionally "crackling" sounds, splashing a slight jumping spark.

Murong Xitian put Xia Ziluo in the car, picked up the ginger koi koi big pillow and placed it under her head, and then covered her with a thin golden quilt with a big red bottom, Danfeng rising sun.

After settling her down, Murong Xi Tiancai whispered: "Let's go, go home."

"Yes, prince!" The coachman's voice was also low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the princess.

Then there was the sound of a horse whip, which followed the carriage and the sound of wheels rang one after another on the road with thin ice.

At this time, Murong Xitian had time to take good care of Xia Ziluo.

The candles in the car were bright and they were clearly visible. At this moment, he couldn't help frowning.

There were many blood stains on Xia Ziluo's face and body. Especially the redness between her eyebrows was too eye-catching, which made his heart beat and contracted violently.

Could it be that she was injured?

"Are you injured?" Murong Xitian soaked the towel and wiped Xia Ziluo's face.

He moved very gently and cautiously, for fear that if she was injured, she would accidentally hurt her.

"I...I...I...I'm so bloody." Xia Ziluo was still in extreme panic at this moment. Even in such a warm environment, she was still covered with a quilt, and she was still cold all over.

Moreover, her body continued to tremble, and even her teeth were trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's safe." Murong Xitian carefully wiped her face without finding any wounds. But her face was very icy, as if there was no temperature at all.

His heart, which had just been relieved, was suspended again, and the imperial physician told her not to catch a cold body. But judging from her current appearance, the situation was not very good.

Murong Xitian frowned, wrapped the quilt tightly for her, and said worriedly: "Your body is very cold, do you want to drink a little tea?"

Xia Ziluo shook his head gently.

While she was breathing, in front of her eyes, in her mouth... all the senses were still filled with the color and smell of blood. It was terrible, very terrible, and this feeling was even more disgusting and terrifying than watching the legendary horror.

Too real, too cruel... How can life be so fragile?

Xia Ziluo's face was pale, and even his rosy lips had completely lost their blood color, making them terrible pale.

The more Murong Xitian looked at her, the more distressed she felt. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently stroked her head: "If you are tired, close your eyes and sleep. When you wake up, you will forget all the terrible things."

"Really... will you forget?" Xia Ziluo's somewhat dull gaze slowly moved, and his eyes finally fell on Murong Xitian's face.

Murong Xitian's hand came to her cheek, gently held her face, looked at her lovingly and said, "Believe me, everything will pass."

His broad palms were so warm, and the heat came from his cheeks, and Xia Ziluo felt relieved inexplicably.

She couldn't help but reach out and held the hand that was holding his face. When the two hands were stacked together, Xia Ziluo's eyes looked into Murong Xitian's eyes: "Well... I want to forget, don't remember it anymore."

She would forget those terrible scenes, those dead people, and the blood all over the ground!

"Okay." Murong Xitian looked back at her gently. Murong Xitian flew onto the car without any pause and got into the car.

The carriage is as warm as spring. The charcoal fire in the stove is burning vigorously, red and occasionally "crackling" sounds, splashing a slight jumping spark.

Murong Xitian put Xia Ziluo in the car, picked up the ginger koi koi big pillow and placed it under her head, and then covered her with a thin golden quilt with a big red bottom, Danfeng rising sun.

After settling her down, Murong Xi Tiancai whispered: "Let's go, go home."

"Yes, prince!" The coachman's voice was also low, as if he was afraid of disturbing the princess.

Then there was the sound of a horse whip, which followed the carriage and the sound of wheels rang one after another on the road with thin ice.

At this time, Murong Xitian had time to take good care of Xia Ziluo.

The candles in the car were bright and they were clearly visible. At this moment, he couldn't help frowning.

There were many blood stains on Xia Ziluo's face and body. Especially the redness between her eyebrows was too eye-catching, which made his heart beat and contracted violently.

Could it be that she was injured?

"Are you injured?" Murong Xitian soaked the towel and wiped Xia Ziluo's face.

He moved very gently and cautiously, for fear that if she was injured, she would accidentally hurt her.

"I...I...I...I'm so bloody." Xia Ziluo was still in extreme panic at this moment. Even in such a warm environment, she was still covered with a quilt, and she was still cold all over.

Moreover, her body continued to tremble, and even her teeth were trembling slightly.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's safe." Murong Xitian carefully wiped her face without finding any wounds. But her face was very icy, as if there was no temperature at all.

His heart, which had just been relieved, was suspended again, and the imperial physician told her not to catch a cold body. But judging from her current appearance, the situation was not very good.

Murong Xitian frowned, wrapped the quilt tightly for her, and said worriedly: "Your body is very cold, do you want to drink a little tea?"

Xia Ziluo shook his head gently.

While she was breathing, in front of her eyes, in her mouth... all the senses were still filled with the color and smell of blood. It was terrible, very terrible, and this feeling was even more disgusting and terrifying than watching the legendary horror.

Too real, too cruel... How can life be so fragile?

Xia Ziluo's face was pale, and even his rosy lips had completely lost their blood color, making them terrible pale.

The more Murong Xitian looked at her, the more distressed she felt. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently stroked her head: "If you are tired, close your eyes and sleep. When you wake up, you will forget all the terrible things."

"Really... will you forget?" Xia Ziluo's somewhat dull gaze slowly moved, and his eyes finally fell on Murong Xitian's face.

Murong Xitian's hand came to her cheek, gently held her face, looked at her lovingly and said, "Believe me, everything will pass."

His broad palms were so warm, and the heat came from his cheeks, and Xia Ziluo felt relieved inexplicably.

She couldn't help but reach out and held the hand that was holding his face. When the two hands were stacked together, Xia Ziluo's eyes looked into Murong Xitian's eyes: "Well... I want to forget, don't remember it anymore."

She would forget those terrible scenes, those dead people, and the blood all over the ground!
Chapter completed!