Xia Ziluo still grabbed Murong Xitian's sleeve nervously: "If you agree, you will not be allowed to go back on your word. If you go back on your word, you will become a puppy."

...She thought this was a hook?

Murong Xitian looked at Xia Ziluo in confusion, and suddenly realized that her face was wrong, and her hand holding her sleeve was shaking slightly.

Could it be that she was afraid? But why...

Murong Xitian suddenly remembered that the last New Year's Eve, she was frightened in the palace.

She was worried that what happened last time would happen again?

Murong Xitian raised his eyebrows, stretched out his big palm, and held her little hand: "If you bring you there, you will take you back."

The warmth in his palm immediately came from her hands to his heart, and then he felt relieved inexplicably.

Xia Ziluo held his hand back and nodded at him, no longer feeling as scared as before.

The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, and after walking about two incense sticks, the road in front of them began to become narrower, and then a courtyard surrounded by one another appeared.

They came to one of the courtyards, which was very spacious. There was a huge main hall in front and several side halls behind.

There are three big words about dragons and phoenixes dancing in the main hall - Hanyuan Hall.

Hanyuan Hall is a place for holding various ceremonies, such as the emperor ascending the throne, assassinating the throne, enthroning the empress, empress dowager's birthday, and banqueting foreign guests and envoys. In addition, on the winter solstice, New Year's Day and the New Year's Day, the emperor accepts congratulations from all officials and gives banquets to princes and ministers.

The hall was already very lively, with many princes and ministers coming.

The moment Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo walked in side by side, the originally lively Hanyuan Palace suddenly became quiet.

The atmosphere became a little weird. Xia Ziluo took a small step forward with Murong Xitian, and suddenly everyone who had quieted down rushed to the front in an instant-

"Prince Jin'an, Princess Gui'an!" The voices of asking Ann were in unison, as if they had been trained.

The sudden actions of these people scared Xia Ziluo. When she came back to her senses, she realized that she did not recognize any of these princes and ministers.

It's bad now. If anyone has any friendship with her father Xia Qingtian, she will take the opportunity to make a relationship with her, then her fake identity will not be exposed on the spot!

He felt guilty, and a layer of fine beads of sweat faintly oozed out of Xia Ziluo's forehead.

No, she must think of a solution.

Xia Ziluo swallowed, bit his lower lip, and suddenly thought of the trick to deal with Xia Qingtian - pretending to be cold.

She took a deep breath, straightened her waist, and raised her chin: "Yeah."

As soon as she lifted her posture, the atmosphere in the Hanyuan Palace, which was already strange, was extremely overwhelming.

Well, it seems that these people are afraid of death because of her arrival.

What should I do at this time?

Xia Ziluo couldn't help but gently pull Murong Xitian's hand.

Murong Xitian smiled without saying a word, and gently patted the back of her hand.

What's the use of gentleness at this time? What she wants is a solution! You can't let this group of people kneel all the time.

Xia Ziluo's back instantly covered in cold sweat.

Well, it’s better to beg for yourself than to ask others. Who told her to be that fierce princess?

Xia Ziluo coughed twice: "Okay, today is to celebrate the birthday of the Queen Mother, don't be sad."

As a result, these people squeezed out a smile that was even worse than crying and told Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo that all blessings were given to Murong Xitian and Xia Ziluo.

Murong Xitian felt the wet sweat from his palms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger.
Chapter completed!