Xia Ziluo rubbed the corners of his red eyes and pouted his red lips: "I... you promised me to believe me unconditionally. As a result, when you turned around, you doubted me again."

"I just..." Murong Xitian was speechless when she retorted.

Yes, what about the promised trust?

But she wanted to escape his expression so obvious that he could not see it, so he pretended not to see it.

Murong Xitian walked over and reached out to rub her head: "I just don't want you to hide something from me and bear it alone. We are husband and wife, and we will face it together if there are any problems."

Xia Ziluo's face turned red when he said this.

Today, Xia Ziyan said that Xia Qingtian was going to take action, but he did not say when to take action and how to deal with Murong Xitian.

Her idea was to change Xia Qingtian's decision by herself.

But now, she wants to choose to tell him and find a way with him?

After hesitating for a while, Xia Ziluo chose: "I...I don't know what my father is going to do, but suddenly had such a play with my elder brother. When I was stopped halfway, I told me to keep a distance from you. I think my father may not want me to be too close to you."

That's what Xia Ziyan said?

Murong Xitian did not suspect that Xia Ziluo was lying, but thought that things would not be so simple. Xia Qingtian was the old vixen, and he would never have made such a play just because he just warned Xia Ziluo to stay away from him.

So, what is Xia Qingtian’s real intention?

"Well, your father has always opposed you marrying me." Murong Xitian lowered his head and gently kissed Xia Ziluo on his forehead. "It's getting late, and you're tired after another trip. Go back to bed."

"Okay. You should rest early, good night." Xia Ziluo suddenly felt relieved, and his tense body relaxed as his mood changed.

After Murong Xitian watched Xia Ziluo leave, he turned around and sat back on the chair.

He frowned and thought seriously.

At this time, the candlelight suddenly jumped a few times, making a "crackling" sound.

Murong Xitian picked up the scissors and cut off the candle wick. The candle fire flashed twice and returned to normal.

When she put the scissors back, Murong Xitian's eyes slid across the hill and suddenly fell on the top memorial.

This is the memorial he is preparing to join forces with all officials to impeach Xia Qingtian.

Could it be—

Murong Xitian's heart suddenly skipped a beat and almost stopped jumping.

"It's this, Xia Qingtian's purpose!" As if he was thinking of something, Murong Xitian didn't even change his court uniform, and he rushed to the palace.

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The palace was as strict as ever, and the patrolling Yulin Army walked by from time to time, changing one after another, in an orderly manner.

In Zheng'an Hall, the emperor's bedroom was brightly lit.

Usually at this time, the emperor was either in the imperial study or had already fallen asleep. But today, the Zheng'an Hall was not only as bright as daytime, but also the eunuchs watching the night and two squads of Yulin Army stood outside the hall.

The Yulin Army and the eunuchs disappeared from their past yawning and conversations. They all looked serious and had an unusual look in the tense atmosphere.

After a closer look, you can find that the Yulin Army and the eunuchs looked on the surface to guard the emperor, but invisibly they were divided into two forces because of the positions on the left and right sides.

There are obviously more people on the right than on the left, and they are more powerful in terms of momentum.
Chapter completed!