My sister is so she can't escape it for the rest of her life.

"Hey, don't I have only this precious daughter?" Xia Qingtian looked at the direction where Xia Ziluo disappeared, "Daughter, Dad has made the Murong Dynasty exist in the world for several years. This time, Dad can no longer wait. Don't make things difficult for Dad, force Dad to tie you back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Dad, aren't you the same as me?" Xia Ziyan just muttered quietly, and the calf was kicked hard again.

He hugged his legs and howled.

Why is it so unlucky today? I was kicked twice in a row, but still in the same place.

It hurts so much...

It was noon in the blink of an eye, and it was so hot. I don’t know if it was going to rain again, it was so stuffy and there was no wind at all, and the thick air seemed to be condensed.

Murong Xitian followed Xia Ziluo all the way, watching Xia Ziluo get off the carriage near Luo Mansion, and then someone came to pick her up and protect her to ride another carriage.

The carriage was interspersed and wandered around the alley in the city for a while before reaching the gate of Luo Mansion.

Xia Ziluo, who got off the carriage, wore a man's cloak and his hair turned into a male bun.

"Huh, I finally got home safely." Xia Ziluo reached out and knocked on the door.

Just now—

Seeing the opportunity, Murong Xitian jumped down from the roof and landed behind Xia Ziluo.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he held Xia Ziluo's hand that reached out to knock on the door in his hand.

"Who?" Xia Ziluo suddenly turned around, but his delicate face just touched his broad and warm chest.

A familiar smell came towards us, and there was a sense of warmth... Xia Ziluo's nose felt sour and mist appeared in his eyes.

She was a little greedy for the warmth on him, too warm, she missed him so much.

However, this warmth is not real, and it does not belong to her!

"Murong Xitian, please let me go!" Xia Ziluo yelled in anger when his heart stinged again.

"Luoer..." He had already escaped from Xia Qingtian and Xia Ziyan's sight, and there was no eyeliner near Luo Mansion. Murong Xitian could no longer bear the pain of longing and dragged Xia Ziluo into his arms.

Then, he hugged her tightly, fearing that she would no longer be his wife once she let go.

"Don't run away, don't think about leaving me, okay?" He leaned in her ear and murmured softly.

He missed her very much. She had just left him for one night, but he felt as if she had left him for as long as a year.

His tone was so gentle that she was reluctant to leave after hearing it.

In just a moment, she almost forgot that the person he loved was Ye Zixuan.

As reason returns, Xia Ziluo's anger rises to the peak again. She twists her body frantically and slaps Murong Xitian, trying to escape from his arms: "Murrong Xitian, don't treat me as an idiot! I will not stay as your pawn again, and it is even more impossible to offend my father for you. Also, don't be the dream of two women serving one husband together!"

What strange logic is this?

Do women have to make a simple thing so complicated?

Murong Xitian hugged her tightly to prevent her from escaping from his sight again: "Luoer calm down."

"Calm down, I'm very calm now. I don't want to see you again, and I never see you again." Xia Ziluo felt that he was about to collapse by Murong Xitian.
Chapter completed!