The moon shines like water.

In the corner of the North Palace, a lonely hut, the plane tree outside the house was blown by the night wind, and a few small purple flowers fell quietly. On the bed in the room, Su Ran painted there lying quietly.

A long figure walked into the room and came to Su Ran's picture. The cold moonlight sprinkled on his face, his lips pursed slightly, his cold eyes, and the chill that was originally flamboyant was even more shocking.

Su Ranhua opened his eyes slightly, feeling weak. Although he was knocked out by Steward Lin, he couldn't live in peace in a coma dream, and in reality, there would be no less experience in the dream, but there was no superficial movement, and outsiders couldn't see it.

It was a kind of torment that the strong desire could not be released, and the hot body burned violently, as if it had experienced a tragic fire, and finally got relief.

When she woke up, she was soaked with sweat, her messy clothes were close to her skin, her pale face was still flushed, and the seductive temptation was still there, but she was shrouded in the night, no longer so conspicuous, and her whole person was even more prostration.

"How does it taste?" Ximen Hao lowered his body, and his low and cold voice sounded in Su Ran's ears, and under the reflection of the moonlight, he could clearly see that handsome and cold face, and the corners of his lips hooked a curved arc, showing a bit of evil.

Su Ranhua, who was already sober, naturally knew what she had just experienced, in her previous life, as a top killer, after completing all the training courses, she ended her graduation ceremony under the erosion of that medicine. Unconsciously being invaded by a strange man, it was a nightmare that she couldn't escape, but being coldly watched by a ruthless man was a poisonous attack, without a hint of redemption, how could it not be cruel.

This Ximen Hao's will is indeed firm. A sneer appeared on Su Ran's lips. Crazy plundering when he wants, and no reaction in the face of real temptation when he doesn't want it, what kind of person is he?

Su Ranhua glanced at Ximen Hao lightly, and his words seemed to be deliberately asking the prisoner after the punishment.

In Su Ranhua's view, Ximen Hao is proud, it was he who directed the play and tortured himself in an unexpected way, although she didn't know how Ximen Hao poisoned herself.

The smile on Su Ran's lips became stronger, did he think he would be afraid? The dangers and sufferings I suffered when I was training on a desert island were much worse than this, and it was an indescribable hell on earth.

"Heh, there's a kind of laughter?" Ximen Hao looked directly at Su Ran's painting from top to bottom, her smile was indeed beautiful, but the beauty was a little shocking under the reflection of the moonlight, because this smile had a powerful strength that could compete with Ximen Hao's own coldness. This made Ximen Hao's heart churn with anger.

"Could it be that the prince likes me to cry?" Su Ran's voice was like a gossamer, but it was clearly ironic.

"Crying?" Ximen Hao sneered and slapped Su Ran's face, "If you cry, this king will never let you live until dawn." ”

If you want to laugh, can you laugh? Then you'll laugh forever. Ximen Hao stared at Su Ran's painting, his eyes condensed, extremely cold.

Accustomed to seeing all kinds of opponents, there are only a handful of people who are as strong and stubborn as Su Ran Painting, and when it comes to women, Su Ran Painting is the only one.

What kind of means did Su Luocheng use to cultivate a Su Dye painting?

Su Ran paintings have always been unknown in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and if it weren't for the design of Su Luo City, no one would have mentioned it at all. The aura of the Prime Minister's Mansion has always belonged to her sister Su Ranqing, the woman who was regarded as the biggest bet by Su Luocheng and married to Ximen Yi, the king of the south.

But at the moment, it seems that it is easy to cultivate a beautiful first beauty, but it is more troublesome to cultivate a Su Dye painting.

Su Luocheng is really attentive to himself. Ximen Hao sneered secretly, his sharp eyes pierced Su Ran's painting like a sharp sword, it seems that he has to accompany Su Luocheng to play this game of chess with his heart, in order to be worthy of his years of hard work.

Su Ranhua looked at Ximen Hao calmly, with a proud indomitable fear in his eyes, and the smile on his lips was always there, refusing to disappear.

Su Ranhua didn't know when Ximen Hao left, because in the deeper and deeper laughter, her eyes closed involuntarily, and being able to look at Ximen Hao for a while was already beating her spirit, and this body was too weak at this time.

Early in the morning, Su Ranhua was woken up by a maid, she recognized that she was responsible for delivering medicine to herself, but this time she also brought food to replace the dead Xiaorou, could this be Bai Yiyi's order again? If this is the case, this Bai Yiyi is really not an ordinary character, and the enthusiasm is too much, which makes people have to doubt her motives.

"Princess, the prince has a life, and he wants you to take medicine on time. In the future, the slave and maid were also responsible for three meals a day. The maid said.

"Hmm." Su Ranhua nodded, it turned out to be Ximen Hao's order, how did he want to deal with himself?

From unknowingly being poisoned, Su Ran knew that Ximen Hao's punishment of himself would not stop. Although she didn't know how she married him, she knew that she and her unmet prime minister's father really annoyed him, and the sudden unrecognized fetus only intensified Ximenhao's hatred.

Yes, in the eye with Ximen Hao, in addition to facing the ruthlessness in his eyes, the little hatred hidden in the depths was also captured by Su Ranhua.

"These things were taken from the main courtyard by Steward Lin's slave maid." The maid pointed to a pile of items on the table, but a few clothes and a few ornaments.

The maid's tone was very cold, presumably related to Xiaorou's death, and she took it for granted that Su Ranhua was the murderer, which was also something that all the subordinates in the palace believed, but they didn't dare to discuss it because of the housekeeper's orders.

Su Ranhua didn't say much, drank the medicine first, and ate the food again, although his body was poor, but his appetite was not bad.

After the maid left, Su Ranhua changed her clothes and continued to fall asleep, if she didn't have to face Ximen Hao now, she only had one task, that is, to take care of herself quickly.

I don't know how long I slept, Su Ranhua was woken up by a noise, and then someone pushed the door in.

"Su Ran Painting—"

What a standard duck voice! Su Ran, who listened to it, got goosebumps, sat up, and looked at the person who came vigilantly, so imposing, it must not be a good kind.

"Su Dye painting, the miscellaneous family is ordered by the queen to take you into the palace. Let's go—" Duck Gong explained his intention in a very angry voice, stood with his hands in his hands, and motioned to Su Ranhua to get out of bed with arrogant eyes.

It turned out to be a eunuch next to the queen. Su Ranhua looked at the duck's voice and wanted to laugh, this was the first time she had seen a living father-in-law, dressed in a brocade robe, with his toes high, like a dazzling rooster.