In fact, before I saw anyone, Su Ran's painting had already reduced a few points to the visitors to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ximen Hao had already said that he would go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with her, but the Prime Minister's Mansion couldn't bear it anymore and came in advance.

In the early days of the wedding, there was an accident and did not return to the door on time, and the prime minister sent someone to visit his daughter, which is considered an unconventional special thing, but it is also reasonable. It's just that because it's a matter between the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Northern Wangfu, there is a little more competition invisibly.

The comparison between the two mansions is patience, Ximen Hao has been waiting under the pretext of Su Ran's painting to recuperate, and the Xiangfu side took the lead in chess after seeing that the situation was a little calmer.

In short, we can't let a stable day exist.

After Ximen Hao left, Su Ranhua threw the book in his hand on the chair and folded back into the room.

Liu Er looked at the backs of the two of them back and forth, stretched out her fingers and rubbed her brain, confused. She didn't understand the prince's words, but she knew that the princess's maiden family was coming, but the princess was not very happy, and seemed to be angry.

Early the next morning, the study of the North Palace.

Ximen Hao sat on the chair, his fingers gently tapped on the armrest, thinking back to the situation he happened to see when he left Wutong House yesterday.

Su Ranhua threw away the book angrily, did not endure her unhappiness, and behaved casually and neatly.

When Steward Lin pushed the door in, he happened to see Ximen Hao sitting alone, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, revealing a faint smile.

"Lord Wang." Steward Lin walked up to Ximen Hao and lowered his hand and said softly.

"The third lady has already left the house?" Ximen Hao said lightly, obviously a question, but the tone was affirmative.

"Yes." Steward Lin nodded, "The prince has already expected it. ”

"Can't Uncle Lin guess?" Ximen Hao chuckled and stood up.

Steward Lin smiled slightly, this is actually a very simple question, if she enters the Beiwang Mansion in the name of visiting Su Ranhua, her biological mother, the third lady, is the most suitable. It is only natural for a mother to visit her daughter who is recuperating.

"The princess has been staying in the side courtyard recently, except for asking Liu Er for some books, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and no movement. When the third lady came this time, would she bring any instructions from Master Su so that she could take action? Steward Lin thought for a moment.

"Action?" Ximen Hao sneered disdainfully, "Hasn't she been doing it all the time?" ”

Isn't it just to show yourself in front of yourself so that you can "change your mind"? There is only one basic purpose, to occupy a place in his heart, in order to do what she wants to do smoothly.

"The old slave is stupid." Steward Lin said.

These subtle things cannot be seen by him if he is not in Ximenhao's position.

"After the third lady came, let her go directly to see Su Ranhua." Ximen Hao said.

"Did the prince let them meet in the side room? If Lord Su knew about it, I was afraid that he would be dissatisfied with the prince in front of the emperor again. Steward Lin said.

"Partial room? What is the state of mind of the person who needs to be watched? Su Ranhua was very satisfied with her Wutong Residence at this time, and this king naturally would not dismiss her heart. Ximen Hao's mind unconsciously flashed the figure of Su Dye painting standing under the plane tree, that kind of indifference and free and easy is very commensurate with the elegant and quiet purple flowers falling on the plane tree, for a moment, it made him think that Su Dye painting is the fairy of the plane tree flower, descending to the mortal world.

"Sycamore?" Steward Lin said the name curiously.

"Yes, in the future, it will be called Wutong Ju." Ximen Hao's hands were clenched, and his eyes gradually deepened, turning cold.

Whenever he thought of praising Su Ran's paintings, he would force himself to suppress the appreciation that was born in the underground, just because he would inadvertently appreciate Su Ran's paintings, even if it was extremely shallow, it would make Ximen Hao very vigilant. He was to keep his hatred in mind, with a deeply calculated irritation, against her, and not to let himself fall.

Fall. Ximen Hao used the word. There has never been an opponent who can keep reminding himself that he is afraid of getting lost and falling into some kind of whirlpool.

Ximen Hao was annoyed by Su Dye Painting and hated Su Dye Painting, but he began to be a little afraid of facing Su Dye Painting.

The only person who can make Ximen Hao hate and want to deal with it, but who has cowardice, is Su Ranhua.

Ximen Hao could only use the chill in his eyes and his cold heart to swallow and melt the shallow cowardice.

He is the most arrogant and domineering king of the Qingyuan Dynasty.

"The old slave will retire for the time being." After Steward Lin finished speaking, he withdrew from the study. He took in the chill of Ximen Hao, and knew that for Su Ranhua, it was not even the beginning at this time, Wutong Ju, no cohabitation, although he was a princess, but there was no possibility of joining hands with the prince, they were destined to fight each other until one side fell.

"Liu'er, go out with me."

Wutong House, Su Ranhua, who had just had breakfast, instructed Liu'er.

"Princess?" Liu Er looked at Su Ran's painting in surprise, how many days, the princess has never even left Wutong Residence, why did she suddenly want to go out? What's more, aren't the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion coming?

"Let's go." Su Ran took the lead and walked out of the house and walked towards the small bridge in the pond.

Except for Xiao Rou's body when she was fished out of the pond and took a look, Su Ran never came closer.

Standing in the bridge, Su Ranhua looked thoughtfully at the turquoise pond, the lotus flowers had already withered, and only a few green leaves remained, dying.

Xiaorou, what does your death really mean?

Liu Er quickly followed, and Su Ranhua withdrew her gaze and continued to walk towards the other side of the pond.

To tell the truth, how big is the Beiwang Mansion and where the gate opens, Su Ran Painting doesn't know at all, but just follows the road from the marriage room to the Wutong Residence, and returns the same way. She didn't know that this road happened to pass Bai Yiyi's residence, and she didn't expect to unexpectedly see Bai Yiyi, who she hadn't seen for many days.

As soon as Bai Yiyi walked out of her Qifeng Pavilion, she saw Su Ranhua walking towards her with Liu Er, a trace of yin poison flashed in the beautiful Danfeng's eyes, and her fingers couldn't help but clasp tightly.

Since she ran back to Qifeng Pavilion like crazy on that rainy day, she has been seriously ill, and the doctor said that she was drenched in the rain and felt cold, took a lot of medicine, and just recovered.

For this reason, Ximen Hao blamed her for not knowing how to take care of herself, and she was accompanying her almost every day after dealing with him, just like he cared for her since she was a child, which is why Ximen Hao did not appear in front of Su Ran's picture for many days.

This illness made Bai Yiyi feel steady, although her body was uncomfortable, her heart was happy, but when Ximen Hao left, her heart would be gloomy again. has been guarding Ximenhao alone for more than ten years, she can't accept another woman breaking into Ximenhao's sight, and she is also doing the most intimate thing with Ximenhao one step ahead of her.

Su Dye painting has been done, and he has to die. Only when Su Ranhua dies, will she Bai Yiyi still be the only woman who has approached Ximen Hao.