"She's laughing at Ben Wang's stinginess and wide pipe."

In the Mingyue Building, Ximen Hao listened to Steward Lin's narration, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table, and said.

"The princess's move was indeed unexpected." Steward Lin stood in front of Ximen Hao and said.

If Su Ranhua was noisy, he could brake quietly, but he didn't expect Su Ranhua to take the lead in keeping quiet and inviting him to dine together, which was like slapping him unprepared, making him unable to deal with it.

"Making a fuss about the meal, this king is really stingy." The corners of Ximen Hao's lips hooked up a sneer, "If she makes a big fuss over a meal, this king will also look down on her." However, her methods are not used in a place, and if this king wants to squeeze her, she doesn't want to have a chance to raise her head. There is no high-ranking princess in the Northern Palace. ”

"The Princess's meal after that day?" Steward Lin asked.

"As she said, this king is the one who controls the overall situation, don't worry about the trivial matter of food with her, and after she is full of food and drink, let her be the king's slave and maid with good spirits." Ximen Hao got up, walked to the window, and looked at the sky in the distance, his eyes were deep.

It's getting dark.

After Su Ranhua practiced his skills a few times, he was ready to rest. Lying alone on the bed, he didn't even bother to light candles, closed the windows and doors, and the room was pitch black.

Suddenly, the door opened, and a figure flashed in.

Su Ranhua narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the light in his eyes in the dark night, paying attention to the comer.

The thick black silhouette gradually approached, and Su Ran felt a familiar cold breath, and also saw this undisguised long figure.

It's Ximen Hao!

When Su Ranhua sat up, he was already standing in front of the bed.

"As the king's personal servant, is this how you do things?" Ximen Hao lowered his head slightly, glanced at Su Ran's painting condescendingly, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

"The slave has seen the prince." Su Ran got out of bed quickly, and according to the standard movements noticed from Liu Er, he blessed himself very respectfully, and said, "The prince left the palace alone, presumably even if he was a personal slave, he didn't follow the prince everywhere. It's just that when the prince came at this time, he didn't know what to do with the slave? ”

"Do you think that personal servants only have something to do during the day? As a slave maid, eating delicious and delicious meals to fill your stomach naturally requires you to cheer up and do things at any time, otherwise, wouldn't it be for nothing to raise you? Ximenhao's voice turned abruptly, with disdain and disdain.

Su Ranhua sneered secretly, it turned out that she was still thinking about her behavior during the day in disguise, and good meals were not served for nothing.

"I don't know what the prince needs the slave to do at this time? Do you want to serve you to study, or do you want to practice martial arts? Su Ranhua lowered his eyelids and asked respectfully.

"Light the candle first." Ximen Hao said, obviously very humble words, but in Ximen Hao's ears, it seemed to be a deliberate provocation, which made his eyes even colder, and he vaguely recognized the expression on Su Ran's face, but it was shrouded in darkness, which was a bit laborious.

"Yes." Su Ran replied, and turned back to look for the flint on the table.

In the dark, let her pay attention to the breathing life, and she can accurately judge where the faint breathing sound is, but it is still a little difficult for her to find a small flint.

As soon as he stepped out, Su Ranhua noticed Ximen Hao's move behind him, and was just about to dodge, when his thoughts turned, he let a big hand grab his back body, and then swept away, left the house, and came to Ximen Hao's study.

The candlelight in the study was bright, and there were a few books on the desk, presumably Ximen Hao went to Wutongju after reading it.

Su Ranhua, who was loosened by Ximen Hao, straightened the clothes that were torn after being caught, and glanced at the pen and ink on the desk and the bookshelf full of books, "Does the prince want to read or learn calligraphy?" ”

"Wait for the king to go to bed." Ximen Hao stood in front of Su Ran's picture, looking at her pretending to be well-behaved, still calm and unfazed, her demeanor and words could gather momentum and pretend to compromise, but the arrogance in her bones was inexhaustible.

However, obviously before the wedding, he never found out that Su Ran had such a thing on his body.

When he couldn't see Su Ran's expression clearly, he wanted to see it clearly, and when he really saw it clearly, it made his thoughts fly and fluctuate secretly.

Su Ran's painting is indifferent, as if he is satirizing Ximenhao's heart, and Ximenhao uses the casualness on the surface to order Su Ran's painting.

Obviously, Ximen Hao's words surprised Su Ranhua, and he didn't reply for a while, looking around the study, I don't know how to sleep this time?

Seeing Su Ran's doubts, Ximen Hao walked to the desk and touched a button, and the bookshelf in the study slid to the side, revealing a door.

Inside, a small inner room sits a delicate carved mahogany bed.

"Go in and serve the king." Ximen Hao said in a commanding tone.

Su Ranhua stared at the mahogany carved bed and did not move.

"What? Disobedient again? Ximen Hao walked to Su Ranhua's side, a light smile appeared on his cold face, but his ink eyes were a whirlpool that reached the bottom of his eyes, staring at Su Ranhua, with an evil and compelling atmosphere.

At this time, Su Ran was only wearing a crescent white middle coat, Ximen Hao suddenly came to Wutong House, she didn't have time to put on a coat, draped in long black hair, under the background of the candlelight, the faint expression also revealed a bit of bewildering beauty.

"I'm afraid the slave is not suitable for this." Su Ranhua raised his head and said calmly.

"You are the king's personal servant, why not?" Ximen Hao chuckled disappreciatively, "You don't understand the meaning of the word 'close', right?" Or are you ready to break the contract? ”

"The slave and maid don't want to break the contract, it is the prince's request that makes the slave and maid embarrassed." Su Ran painted.

"Oh?" Ximen Hao raised his eyebrows, "This king thinks that you can accept everything for the sake of the agreement, but it turns out that there are times when you are embarrassed?" It's just that your being a personal slave was originally just a will of the king, and it has nothing to do with whether there is an agreement or not. The agreement is just that you have found a condition for yourself to redeem yourself, if you don't want to continue, then it doesn't hurt to be the king's personal slave forever. ”

"So, the slave and maid have to do what the prince says no matter what?" Su Ranhua had a delicate smile on his face lying up.

"Yes, no one can disobey the will of this king." Ximen Hao said proudly, taking in the coquettish smile painted by Su Ran, and his heavy heart trembled slightly.

Su Ranhua withdrew his gaze from Ximen Hao, walked to the desk, picked up the candlestick on the table, and walked towards the door.

Ximen Hao followed, and the door of the bookshelf behind him closed tightly.