Luo Zitian looked at Murong Xuan with drunken eyes and grabbed his wine glass: "Xuanzi, I'm sorry."

Murong Xuan did not look up at him, and took another wine glass, but found that the wine could not be poured out of the wine pot. He put the wine pot powerlessly, with sadness in his eyes: "I'm sorry, you're right, you just want to help your beloved woman, and what about me? I can't even keep her."

"I'm sorry not because of this, but because of our life and death friendship for so many years, but I said such a bastard. Xuanzi, I hope you know that I will always be your friend, and the gates of Miaojia Village will always be open to you. You have paid a lot for us and Miaojia Village, and I know all of this. You have long since owe us."

Murong Xuan smiled bitterly, and the depression in his heart finally eased a little: "So what? She still has to leave." His voice was filled with helplessness.

"Do you know why she must leave?" Luo Zitian asked softly, and saw that she had attracted Murong Xuan's attention and continued to say with satisfaction. "Today I heard her talk with Qing'er, and kept inquiring about Ziheng's childhood. I also talked to myself a lot, saying that she was sorry for the Seventh Prince and could not let Ziheng down. Do you know what this means? She likes you, but she thought it was two people. Xuanzi, when are you going to wait, and you still refuse to confess to her now?"

Murong Xuan's eyes, which were still hazy just now, gradually shone with joy, as if he suddenly woke up, and he listened vigilantly to the movements around him.

Luo Zitian smiled and said, "When you react, the enemy will hear everything they should hear. Huo Qing and I are not decorations, what do you think."

Even after drinking so much wine, Murong Xuan's mind quickly recovered his mind and said with a dull look: "I really want to tell her, but I don't think she knows what happened in the past two days, but it is a kind of protection for her. I suspect that the person is staring at us."

Luo Zitian thought for a while and said, "Since that's the case, it's better to let her go back to the prime minister's mansion first. It's not much different from staying in the prince's mansion. If you are really annoyed, you can still be Luo Ziheng. Anyway, the Ninth Prince is not in the capital, so you don't have to worry about your love rival."

Murong Xuan's heart knot opened, and the air felt much smoother: "Although Qing'er treats you much better now than before, it doesn't mean you can show off as you like. Believe it or not, I'll take her back?"

Luo Zitian said confidently: "You don't know. It's enough to take Rong Yanran to make you feel a headache, so you won't cause trouble for yourself anymore."

"You..." Murong Lingli glanced at him, but was pushed back with a smile, and had nothing to say, because he was telling the truth, so he had to change the topic: "You should come to tell me this earlier, I almost drank to death today."

Luo Zitian complained about himself: "I just overheard it today. I know it now fast enough, it's better than you know in a year or two." Luo Zitian actually envied Murong Xuan because he always knew clearly what he wanted and worked hard for it. Most people in the world have to be transformed for a long time, and they may not even know what they are pursuing for in their lifetime.

"Now I feel better and I've woken up with my alcohol. Let's go back, otherwise I'll take Rong Yanran in a while."
Chapter completed!