"I said I love you, do you have this opportunity," Ximen Zhe stared at Su Ran's painting, his clear eyes dyed with melancholy,

"No," Su Ranhua calmly met Ximenzhe's gaze, "No matter how much you do, I won't fall in love with you, we can be close friends, we can be sisters and brothers, but we won't love each other,"

"Hehe," Ximen Zhe didn't expect Su Ranhua to say so decisively, like a sharp sword piercing his heart, he stopped breathing in pain, and staggered back,

"Love or hate, you only have Ximen Hao in your heart, right," Ximen Zhe asked, he could sense his voice shaking,

Su Ranhua nodded silently, she didn't want to hurt Ximenzhe, but if he was allowed to have illusions about himself, it would hurt him even more, she had to let Ximenzhe know this fact clearly, let him let go of her, and find his own happiness,

"Even if you don't know what he really did to you, your heart will still return to him," Ximenzhe spat out with a long sigh, he deliberately concealed the truth he knew, but he was still powerless to pull Su Ran to his side,

"Did Chu Hang leave you anything," Su Ranhua looked at Ximen Zhe, he said that she didn't know the real thing, that is to say, he also knew the truth, Chu Hang was so good to her before he lost his memory, he wouldn't care about what happened after his amnesia, Ximen Zhe was present at the time, or what would he leave for Ximen Zhe,

Ximen Hao wanted to see Chu Hang, and Ximen Zhe said such things at this time, which made Su Ranhua more and more sure of his thoughts, and just now she heard that Ximen Zhe deliberately did not tell Ximen Hao the location of the ghost valley, he was deliberately avoiding something,

Looking at Su Ran's sharp and direct eyes, Ximen Zhe was a little flustered, two years after leaving the capital, he learned to use tricks to deceive, but when facing Su Ranhua, he couldn't be calm, he would feel weak about the deception he had done,

"Tell me," Su Ranhua approached Ximenzhe, stood in front of him, looked up at the face that was a head higher than himself, and spoke in a calm tone, but with a toughness that could not be disobeyed,

Seeing that Ximen Zhe didn't speak, Su Ranhua lowered his head and said with relief, "Okay, if you don't say it, it proves that what Ximen Hao said is right, I should believe him,"

Ximen Zhe was stunned, whether he said it or not, what he conveyed was the same truth.

Just as Su Ranhua was about to turn around and leave, Ximen Zhe said softly, "I'll tell you,"

Su Ranhua raised her eyes and stared at Ximen Zhe, his complex and indescribable expression was reflected in her eyes, but she wanted to hear a truth,

Leaning on the fluctuating moat of the blue water, Ximen Zhe told Su Ran all the things that Chu Hang told him.

The afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, and Su Ran's painting was still immersed in that poignant love story, it turned out that under the surface of her seemingly ruthlessly abandoned, there was such a heavy love, unspeakable love,

It turned out that at the same time that she was deeply hit, there was a person who was not less painful than her, and he had to design how to get rid of his own flesh and blood, even if the child was destined to be a poisonous fetus and couldn't live, but it was also the result of their love, and it was their blood and bones.

Tears, constantly flowing, dripping into the moat in front of him, were swept into the distance,

"The feast must be ready, I'm going to enter the palace," Ximen Zhe looked at the dim sky, and lightly exhaled the breath suppressed in his heart, said,

"You go first, I want to stay by myself for a while," Su Ran said,

Ximen Zhe looked deeply at Su Ran's painting, and turned away silently, with great reluctance in his heavy steps,

It wasn't until Ximen Zhe's back couldn't see clearly that Su Ranhua wiped the tears on his face, squeezed out a far-fetched smile, and walked towards the other palace gate.

Su Dye painting came to the Showa Hall through another road, the Showa Hall at this time was brightly lit, and a feast was specially prepared for the King of the West to return to Beijing.

Su Dye painting quietly walked into the side hall, the hall is specially separated by a place, it is a place for the emperor to rest temporarily after being tired of the court, the Jinyang Palace that was supposed to be the emperor's residence due to the inconvenience of Ximen Xianchu, temporarily or by him to live, so Ximen Hao temporarily lives in the side hall, and deals with court affairs in the Showa Hall nearby,

"I can't let go of it after talking about it for so long, and I still have to hide in the side hall and peep,"

Before Su Dye had approached the bead curtain that was connected to the main hall, someone lifted the bead curtain and walked in.

In a trance, Su Ranhua didn't even notice this, and it wasn't until the voice sounded that she realized that she had been discovered.

Recalling that day when she hid on the roof beam of the side hall, her attention was so concentrated, and through the bead curtain, she could see Ximen's manifest and cold every move.

At this time, hearing the familiar voice made her unresponsive and stay in place,

"Have you forgotten what I said when I returned to the palace, let the ministers of the entire Showa Hall wait for him alone, you are really bold enough," Ximen Hao walked to Su Ran's picture, stared at her with cold eyes, and his tone was a little more flamboyant, "What, do you want to provoke me?"

Su Ranhua stood quietly in front of Ximen Hao, secretly suppressing the ups and downs of his heart, and suddenly rushed forward, hugged Ximen Hao's waist tightly with both hands, and stuck to his chest, listening to the thumping heartbeat, tears flowed,

The abnormality of Su Ran's painting made Ximen Hao's figure pause slightly, stroking his trembling shoulders, and he was a little overwhelmed.

"Hao ......" Su Ranhua raised his tearful eyes, stared at the face engraved in his heart, trembled his lips, and couldn't say anything anymore,

"Good, what's going on," Ximen Hao raised his hand and gently wiped the tears of Su Ran's paintings, his eyes were cold and his eyes were full of tenderness, such a delicate and tearful Su Ran painting made him feel distressed,

Su Ranhua tearfully squeezed out a smile, suddenly, greeted Ximen Hao, two lips that had been separated for a long time stuck together, hot lingering,

Ximen Hao was instantly disintegrated by Su Ran's sudden enthusiasm, did not investigate the reason, did not care about the result, hugged her tightly, many days of nostalgia and many days of pain were all because of the reality in his arms at this time, the lingering truth on his lips and swept away, only immersed in the enjoyment,

"Your Majesty," Steward Lin walked into the side hall and shouted urgently,

When he saw the untimely scene again, he knew that he had broken into the forbidden land again, originally he was questioned by other ministers, and came to find Ximen Hao, who retired halfway, who knew that he was immersed in the ** with the beauty,

The two who kissed were not affected by Steward Lin, Ximen Hao picked up Su Ranhua and walked into the inner room of the side hall, leaving Steward Lin with his mouth slightly open, with a smirk smile on his face that did not match his age,