"It seems that the princess still remembers me." The man in black flashed from the window to the bed of Su Ran's painting, and the black figure covered the night, like a black paper cut, clearly pressed on the top of Su Ran's painting.

The tightly wrapped body only left a pair of cold and bright eyes, shining with a cold light.

Su Ranhua wanted to turn over, but the pain on her body could only make her stay on her stomach, twisting her head to watch the actions of the man in black in the dark light.

"Your eyes are very calm," the man in black bent over, close to Su Ran's painted face, and looked at the same bright eyes, "However, if you look closely, you are very alert, like a cheetah, and it is even murderous, interesting." ”

Yes, if Su Ranhua still had the skills of her previous life at this time, she would definitely fight back quickly, lock the throat of this person who dared to offend her, and suffocate him on the verge of death.

However, she is now a wounded person, and she can only put away the edge on her body.

However, under her deliberate restraint, the man in black still saw her state of mind, which was really not simple.

Su Ran's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the light emitted was like a sharp sword made of ice, as if it could give a deadly attack at any time.

"Do you know what you're like at this point?" The hoarse voice of the man in black seemed to have a little smile in it, sticking to Su Ran's painting, and the face close to his nose did not move away, although the black scarf blocked the hot breath exhaled between his nose and lips, but there was still a little bit of it on Su Ran's face, turning into a layer of frost, revealing a cold to the bone.

Su Ranhua didn't answer, her sword-like eyes gradually became indifferent, she knew that her life was not in danger, no matter what the origin of this man in black was, he would not want his own life, but she didn't want to be swayed by such a mysterious person.

This mysterious man in black is like a messenger in the killer organization that Su Ran painted in her previous life, controlling her whereabouts at all times. How many times, Su Ranhua wanted to kill that person, but she knew that when she was unable to get rid of the control of the block, killing that liaison would only leave her dead with no place to bury.

As for the man in black in front of him, Su Ranhua's first thought was to keep an absolute distance from him.

"You're like a killer." The man in black straightened up, and his low, powerful and hoarse voice seemed to announce the identity of Su Ranhua, decisive and certain.

But he just said that he knew everything about this second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but that day in the jungle, they were close for the first time, and this was only the second time, but he obviously felt that Su Ran's painting was different from the situation he mastered, and through careful inspection, he sensed the killer's breath from Su Ran's painting, which was very similar to a mysterious person like him, so he could capture it more keenly.

If he drank it as a stick, Su Ranhua's heart was shocked, and he put his hands on his cheeks and lay on the pillow silently. The man in black's eyes were too bright, and she had to adjust her expression as soon as possible so that he couldn't perceive too much.

The man in black couldn't see Su Ran's face, and mistakenly thought that she didn't want to pay attention to herself, so he quietly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and threw it next to Su Ran's pillow.

Su Ranhua pinched the porcelain vase, with a refreshing coolness, but she didn't plan to ask in person.

"If you bathe in warm water with it, it will not only help you recuperate from childbirth, but also allow the injury to heal as soon as possible without leaving a scar." The man in black explained in an indifferent tone.

It turned out that this was his intention in coming to see her. Su Ran's painting was immediately clear, but it was silent.

It was a big challenge for this man in black to let her bathe, you must know that in the eyes of anyone, she had a miscarriage and was scarred, and she was categorically unsoaked, but this person wanted her to bathe, which was undoubtedly a test of her judgment.

"What? The tenacious and stubborn Princess North is afraid? Don't believe it? The man in black had a stiff smile in his tone.

"Why do you want to help me?" Su Ranhua clenched the porcelain vase, she believed that if she wanted to torture herself, a Ximen Hao would be enough, and this person would not have to risk sneaking into the Beiwang Mansion and throwing such a thing to her. Therefore, she believed the words of this man in black, he wanted to make himself well as soon as possible.

"To help you is to help myself." The man in black said very directly, and his eyes flashed with praise for the judgment results of Su Ran's paintings, and it was really in vain that he was kind.

"You have a grudge against the King of the North?" Su Ranhua turned around and asked, and after adjustment, her expression was a little soothed.

Every sentence is a jump, but both sides can understand the meaning of the other. Just like Su Ran's painting with "Why do you want to help me?" Instead of believing the words of the man in black, she has already obscured the vulgar "famous saying" that "the enemy of my enemy is my friend".

"Such a smart woman will definitely complete the task assigned by the prime minister very well." The man in black was stingy this time and did not answer Su Ranhua's question.

"Are you from the Prime Minister's House?" Su Ran asked, but as soon as she asked, she denied it. This man in black is at most related to the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he should be in his own right, otherwise he wouldn't have blatantly almost bullied himself in the jungle.

"Get healthy as soon as possible, I still have to wait to see a good show!" The man in black deliberately stopped answering any questions from Su Ranhua, and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Su Ranhua shouted.

"What? Are you reluctant for me to go? The man in black stopped and looked back at Su Ran's painting, although his tone was flirtatious and ambiguous, but his eyes were cold and indifferent.

"You put out the candle for me, please light it for me before you leave, it's pitch black, it's too inconvenient." Su Ran painted.

The man in black was slightly stunned, he thought that Su Ranhua still wanted to ask himself, but he didn't expect her to say such a thing, stopped for a moment, and turned back to Su Ranhua's bed.

The candlestick was placed on the table beside her bed, and in the dim light it was possible to see a flint on the table.

The man in black picked up the flint, struck it a few times, and lit the candle.

"Help!"

The moment the candlelight lit up in the house, Su Ranhua suddenly shouted. Although the confidence is insufficient, it gathers all the power in the body, and it is also extremely loud in the quiet night.

"What are you going to do!" The man in black didn't expect Su Ranhua to scream at all, and said angrily.

"There's an assassin, help!" Su Ranhua continued to shout, and after two sounds, she was out of breath from exhaustion, but she believed that there must be patrolling guards in the Tangtang North Palace, and she should have heard her shouting.

"You're looking for death?" The man in black grabbed the placket of Su Ran's painting and lifted her up, his eyes protruding with anger.

"I'm not looking for death, I'm looking for life." Su Ranhua said with a smile, with a smug calculation, she would not be honestly used, and if she wanted to watch her good show, she had to contribute to her.