"Second Emperor Brother!"

As soon as Ximen Zhe stepped into the Spring Forest Garden, he saw such a scene. In the eyes of outsiders, Ximen Hao is holding the waist of Su Ran's painting, although his expression is fierce, but his demeanor is ambiguous. And what Ximen Zhe saw was only shocking, because he knew how seriously injured Su Ranhua's body was after being punished by the rod!

"The fourth brother came back quite quickly." Ximen Hao squinted his eyes slightly and glanced at Ximen Zhe casually. And the hand that was holding Su Ran's painting did not let go.

"Zhe'er!" Concubine Yao called in a deep voice, her round eyes filled with worry and shallow annoyance. The coat on Ximenzhe's body that he didn't know from which palace man he was wearing was so eye-catching, like a little spark splashing on the dry grassland, she had to extinguish it as soon as possible to prevent the prairie from burning.

"Second imperial brother, do you know how heavy the imperial sister-in-law's injuries are! You're still so her! Ximen Zhe ignored Concubine Yao and rushed straight in front of Ximen Hao, the young man who had always been happy and carefree was angry, and there was a clear fire burning in his originally clear eyes.

"Fourth brother, are you angry?" Ximen Hao narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and turned to Ximen Zhe, "For this sin concubine, your so-called imperial sister-in-law?" ”

"Zhe'er!" Concubine Yao hurriedly grabbed Ximenzhe and wanted to drag him away. He had never been so bold, but with that was bold was a risk.

"Mother!" Ximen Zhe shook off Concubine Yao, "I won't watch Princess Bei suffer and ignore it, I must make it clear to the second imperial brother!" ”

"This is a family matter of the North Palace, how should the North Princess make her own decisions, what does it have to do with you? You don't care! Concubine Yao said angrily, she was angry that her son was troublesome, and she had abandoned her years of training for the sake of a Su Dye painting, and she had spent many years of careful care for him, and she couldn't withstand this time to provoke right and wrong.

"Concubine Yao, it seems that the fourth brother has really grown up, and even you, the mother concubine, have begun to disobey." Although Ximen Hao was talking to Concubine Yao, his slightly squinted eyes with evil were looking at Ximen Zhe.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and the force in Ximen Hao's hand increased a little more. Su Ranhua couldn't help trembling all over, and his body that insisted on standing could no longer support it, and with a low **, he was about to fall softly.

"Dye the painting!" Ximenzhe's heart was tight, and he wanted to save people.

Ximen Hao turned sideways, blocked Ximen Zhe, and with a casual pull, he ripped his shirt off Su Ranhua's body, and Su Ranhua followed a rotating force and fell to the side dizzily.

"Fourth brother, what was your name just now?" Ximen Hao grabbed the cyan shirt and asked coldly.

"Yes...... Imperial sister-in-law. Ximen Zhe also knew that he was in a hurry, and he had to change his mouth to say the most difficult to say the title, and instantly looked at the person who fell behind Ximen Hao with gloomy eyes, with unconcealable tension and concern.

"Fourth brother, you have to remember that she is a scheming woman, you are simple by nature, don't lose your eyes for a while." Ximen Hao stuffed his clothes to Ximen Zhe, and glanced back at Su Ranhua, "Everything about her can only be controlled by this king, and no one is allowed to interfere!" ”

"She ......" Ximen Zhe took his clothes, crossed Ximen Hao's tall body, looked at the Su Ran painting that was crawling to the ground, such a kind-hearted beautiful girl in her memory, and now she is such a pitiful appearance, how can she be as scheming as the second emperor brother said? He didn't believe it!

He really wanted to cross Ximen Hao to help Su Dye paint, but Ximen Hao's tall and domineering body was like a hard barrier, cutting off his way.

Simon Zhe's five fingers pinched his shirt tightly, and the thin fabric was about to be torn by him.

"Fourth brother, do you still want to help her?" Ximenzhe's sharp eyes looked directly at Ximenzhe, and the forbearance could not escape his eyes.

Turning back indifferently, without warning, Ximen Hao stepped on Su Ranhua's buttocks that had been scolded with a cane, and took off the cover of Ximenzhe's coat, which was crimson.

"Ahh Su Ranhua couldn't help screaming anymore, she only felt that the sky was dark, and she wanted to faint, but she felt all this soberly.

"Second Emperor Brother!" That foot seemed to step on Ximenzhe's own body, but he didn't dare to take a step forward, for fear that Ximenhao would increase his strength again.

"Zhe'er, step down!" Concubine Yao said hurriedly, she was so afraid that her son would rush forward like crazy and go against Ximen Hao, how could he deal with the strong and cold Ximen Hao!

Ximen Hao's cold eyes stared at Ximen Zhe defiantly, his anger, his worry, and his helplessness were all visible.

Ximen Zhe's five fingers had already torn his clothes, but he stood in place, not moving at all, he didn't want to retreat, but he couldn't move forward, he couldn't break through Ximen Hao's iron fence, and he was not sure that he could save Su Ranhua. After living in the palace for so many years, he followed his mother and concubine only learned to forbear, not to cause trouble, and had no ability to fight back at all.

Concubine Yao once taught him that only by giving up everything, living a quiet life, and not being anyone's enemy can he be safe, which is also the only wish of the concubine. Ximen Zhe has always followed the teachings and been a happy idle prince.

But when he saw the woman who had long been deeply remembered after five years, and saw her suffering, there was a churning boiling water in his heart, and he didn't want to continue to be quiet, but if he wanted to break it, he was so pale and powerless.

To not move is to resist.

Ximen Hao's eyes flashed with gloom, and the feet that stepped on Su Ranhua's body increased the strength.

"Ahh A miserable cry erupted involuntarily from Su Ranhua's mouth, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and a few sycamore flowers fell on the hair of Su Ran's painting, like inserting a few elegant small flowers into a simple bun, adding a bit of poignancy to the people lying on the ground.

"King of the West...... I have taken your kindness,...... Please step aside. Su Ran's weak voice floated out intermittently, soft and weak, a little more pleading.

When you don't have the ability to fight back, you can only forbear, leave a life, and have your own chance to collect debts. Su Ranhua understands that she got a new life by chance, and she must save this life, and she doesn't want to die so sadly.

Su Ran's expression shocked Concubine Yao's heart, the seemingly weak bones with the stubbornness of forbearance, which is different from her forbearance personality for many years, her forbearance is indifferent to the world, but the forbearance of Su Ran's painting reveals a last resort, if there is a chance, all forbearance will definitely explode.

Being able to bend and stretch is the best temperament, but in this deep palace, being able to stretch also has to pay a heavy price, she would rather her son be an idle prince than touch any cusp.

No matter what Ximen Zhe's heart thinks of Su Ranhua, Concubine Yao does not allow him to provoke him again. Ximen Hao's things, he can't afford to touch them, even if it is the only mercy left, he must not have it.