In a trance, Murong Xitian suddenly thought of Xi Muyun asking him to express his thoughts.

This may be his last hope.

Murong Xitian swallowed, then moved his lips, but found that he didn't know how to say those sweet words.

But he didn't want to let go of her! What should he do to save all this?

"Let me stay with me for another three days! Within these three days, we will live like before. In three days, if you still want to leave me... then I will let go." God knew how tight Murong Xitian clenched his fists when he said this.

Even though his nails had been cleaved into the flesh and blood was seeping out, he didn't realize it at all. Because of the heartache, his body had completely numbed.

Xia Ziluo looked at Murong Xitian in surprise.

Is this still the Murong Xitian she knew? If so, how could he let go so easily and change his mind? But she couldn't think of a reason why it was not.

"Why?" Xia Ziluo whispered softly, his face looking a little pale.

"If this is what you want, I think I can only fulfill your wishes." Murong Xitian smiled bitterly, and the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

Xia Ziluo stared at his slightly frown brows in a daze, looked at his eyes that were sad for her, and suddenly reached out to climb up his face and stroked his red eyes.

Why is he so sad?

Didn’t her withdrawal just fulfill him and his cousin?

"Okay, it's only three days." Murong Xitian's red eyes crushed Xia Ziluo's reason.

For three days, let her dream for another three days.

Murong Xitian stopped talking, but just lowered his head slightly and printed a kiss on her smooth forehead.

The kiss seemed to have magic, and both of them trembled slightly. It seemed that the temperature of the kiss was burning to the bottom of the heart. While it hurt her heart, it also smoothed out the pain she had earlier.

"Go to bed early, the wound will not hurt when you wake up tomorrow." Murong Xitian slowly let go of her.

Xia Ziluo nodded obediently with his head down, with only three days left, and she didn't want to argue with him anymore. The last time she hoped that she would stay was beautiful and worth missing for a lifetime.

Murong Xitian watched Xia Ziluo lie down and sleep, then he gently stepped out and sat on the chaise longue outside.

The sound of the windows being blown by the wind was heard, and thunder came out soon and heavy rain poured down.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Xi Muyun, who was in a mess, walked in.

He wiped the water from his face: "This rain will be a little later, and I will not be able to turn into a chicken."

"I don't sleep in the middle of the night, I deserve to be poured." Murong Xitian's heartache, and how could his tone be good?

Xi Muyun curled her lips: "Is such a sour tone? Have you been abused by the princess?"

"Shut your mouth, either talk about serious things or get out of here." Murong Xitian was too lazy to pay attention to others, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"You should prepare almost the most important thing. Are you going to court today?" Xi Muyun rummaged through the boxes and found Murong Xitian's clothes and changed into them.

When Murong Xitian heard him say morning court, he suddenly opened his eyes.

This is a big deal, but Xia Ziluo... cannot give up, especially Xia Ziluo.

Is there any way to take into account both? What if I really can’t imagine? Which one should I give up?
Chapter completed!