"Second Emperor Brother, you haven't seen it, if she stays in prison and can't wait for the final judgment, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive." Seeing that Ximen Hao was indifferent, Ximen Zhe wanted to smash it with a punch, but he knew his ability, so he just hit the stone with an egg, not only could not help Su Ranhua, but also made his mother suffer, so he could only endure it.

"So you saw it?" Ximen Hao asked rhetorically, he didn't expect that the first person to see Su Ran's paintings would be his fourth emperor brother, this powerless and idle king of the West.

"Yes, I did." Ximen Zhe raised the thing he was holding tightly in his hand and shook it away, "Second Emperor Brother, look, this is her situation at this time." As your princess of the North, can you just allow others to do this to her as if nothing happened? ”

A smoky smell came to his face, and Ximen Hao clearly saw that what Ximen Zhe was holding in his hand was a dirty shirt, which was stained with filth and blood.

"See? Second Emperor Brother! Ximen Zhe shook the shirt to Ximen Hao, and his voice trembled slightly.

Ximen Hao's face was expressionless, but his eyes became deep, he knew that this shirt was painted by Su Ran, and he also understood why Ximen Zhe was wearing a subordinate shirt at this time, his eyes wandered on the clothes in Ximen Zhe and his hands, and finally fixed on the mottled bloodstains, condensing sharply.

"Lord, the princess has just had a miscarriage, if she is really beaten, I'm afraid-" Steward Lin said in a low voice on the side.

Abortion? Ximen Zhe couldn't help but be shocked, just got married, Su Dye painting had a miscarriage? But this is also obvious, even if it is not an early miscarriage, after being beaten so hard, the child will not be saved.

I really don't know what Su Ranhua experienced when she first married into the Beiwang Mansion?! Ximen Zhe only felt that he suddenly wanted to breathe heavily, he had never felt so suffocated like this, and he couldn't breathe.

Ximen Hao's keen gaze swept the subtle changes in Ximen Zhe's face, and without speaking, he turned around suddenly, pulled the reins of the red-maned fierce horse that stopped aside, and rode away.

"Humble to see the king of the north!" When the guards of the criminal room prison saw Ximen Hao coming, they hurriedly saluted.

If there was no one next to Ximen Hao, he walked straight into the prison. The guard could only wipe his sweat for himself, for the king of the west, he still dared to say a few more words of obstruction, but for the king of the north, he didn't dare to make a sound at all.

The prison of the criminal room is for prisoners who are not in danger, which is different from the prison, so there are no guards except for the guards at the gate, but anyone who can enter the door is unimpeded, which is why Ximen Zhe can also break into the prison smoothly.

Ximen Hao soon came to the cell where Su Ranhua was being held. It was already dusk, and the light in the cell was even darker, as if it was late at night.

Su Ranhua, who was lying on the ground, heard the footsteps and turned his head slightly. But when he saw the tall figure outside the prison door, his eyes darkened.

"Open the door." Ximen Hao coldly said to the guards who came in behind him.

"Yes." The guard obediently opened the cell door.

Ximen Hao walked into the cell, bent over, lifted Su Ranhua, clasped her back with one hand, and forced her to stand in front of him.

"Are you very capable?" Ximen Hao's eyes glanced at Su Ran's body, "I didn't expect you to have such a hand, so that King Xi cares so much about you." ”

"What if...... I'm still wearing my own ...... clothes, the prince will not ...... That's it for me. "Su Ran painted a strong force, intermittently said. raised his eyes and looked at Ximen Hao, and did not hide the sneer in his eyes.

That dirty shirt and smoky smell must have kept Ximen Hao out of the prison door.

At this time, she really wanted to wear that dirty shirt, so that she would not be picked up by Ximen Hao so hard and domineering, like a small tree about to be broken, standing staggeringly, enduring the severe pain all over her body.

"Who did that?" Ximen Hao swept to the food box that had fallen to the ground and asked coldly.

Su Ranhua followed Ximen Hao's gaze, lowered his eyes, glanced at it lightly, and smiled faintly, "Gonggong Chen." ”

She clearly heard the queen call the rooster like this, and she was sure that although there may be many fathers-in-law surnamed Chen, Ximen Hao knew which one he was referring to. But what does this mean, he asks? Isn't it his will to let himself suffer? Who did what to her, doesn't he know?

"Let's go!" Without saying a word, Ximen Hao picked up Su Ranhua by the waist and walked towards the outside of the prison.

"Lord Wang!" The guards chased him out, at a loss, but the person was sent by the queen's mother, and the suspect who ordered the criminal room to interrogate was taken away by the king of the north, how could he explain to the above?

"This king will go to see the queen." Ximen Hao walked straight forward and coldly threw a sentence to the guards behind him. Let the guard's stiff pestle stay in place, not daring to say more.

Ximen Hao hugged Su Ranhua, his arm supported her back body, touched her injury, and the pain was in the bones, Su Ranhua would rather Ximen Hao put down himself and let her stagger alone.

"Lord Wang," Su Ranhua exclaimed.

"Shut up!" Ximen Hao didn't give Su Ranhua a chance to speak at all, and coldly blocked her words.

Out of the criminal room, Ximen Hao put the Su Ran painting on the horse's back and rode the horse towards Jinhuayuan. Riding a horse in the palace and unimpeded is the unique power given by the emperor to the king of the north.

"Hao?" Bai Yiyi, who was pruning the golden chrysanthemum in Jinhua Garden, saw Ximen Hao walking in with Su Ranhua, the hand holding the scissor sank slightly, almost hurting his hand, the soft smile instantly hung on his face, and the beautiful Danfeng eyes blinked gently, "Great, do you want to take the princess back to the house?" ”

"Yiyi, have you forgotten what Steward Lin explained in the mansion?" Ximen Hao put down the Su Ran painting and stood in front of Bai Yiyi, although it was a calm question, it made Bai Yiyi hear the meaning of questioning.

When the murder was discovered, Steward Lin ordered no one to talk about it, that is, not to spread it. Steward Lin's decisions in the palace can often represent Ximen Hao's original intention, not to mention that Ximen Hao clearly told her that this matter should be put aside first. But just after he entered the palace, Su Ranhua was put in prison by the queen, and the murder spread throughout the palace.

Bai Yiyi knew that he was blaming her when he saw Ximen Hao asking her like this, but how could he question himself in front of Su Ran's picture? Moreover, Su Dye's painting was carried by him all the way.

Yingying's tears swirled in Bai Yiyi's eyes, she pursed her lips tightly and didn't say a word, the scissors cut blankly, and she caught her fingertips in a distraction.

"Be careful!" Ximen Hao grabbed the scissors and snatched them from Bai Yiyi's hand.