"Dyeing painting, the eldest lady is about to enter the ground, let's take a last look at her," Ximen Hao approached the coffin with Su Dyeing, and his voice was soft enough for Su Luocheng, who was guarding on the side, to hear,

Su Ranhua heard the meaning of Ximen Hao wanting to open the coffin, and was slightly surprised, but he still snorted very cooperatively, and said in a crying voice, "Auntie, don't worry, my father will definitely find the person who killed you and avenge you,"

When the sound fell, he threw himself on the coffin, hugged it tightly, and wondered where to start to open the coffin.

Ximen Yi, who was standing beside Su Ranqing, looked at Su Ran's painting with a smile, this woman is really good at acting, but she just wants to see what trick the eldest lady wants to play at the last glance.

Su Luocheng glanced at the person guarding the coffin, ordered him to pull Su Ran's painting away, cleared his hoarse throat, and looked sad, "That's it, that's it, there are no more people, just let her go quietly,"

Su Ranhua held the coffin and didn't let go, while quietly looking at Ximen Hao, one wanted to open the coffin, the other didn't follow, what was strange about this,

Su Ranhua, who was suspicious, quietly hit the coffin with his fingers, but he didn't hear any strange sound.

"Dye the painting, let the eldest lady go on the road," Ximen Hao didn't ask for anything, walked to Su Ranhua's side, took her hand, removed it from the coffin, took it with him, and held it in his arms,

Su Luocheng saw that Su Ranhua had left the coffin, so he ordered someone to start the funeral for the eldest lady.

However, his subtle expression of secretly relieved expression was seen by Su Ranhua, and he cast an inquiring glance at Ximen Hao,

Ximen Hao didn't seem to be aware of the message sent to him by the person in his arms, but just watched with a blank face as the coffin was lifted and moved towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Dye painting, your mother is not in good health, don't let her go to the funeral with her," Ximen Hao said to Su Dye after watching the coffin being carried out of the door,

Su Ranhua tilted his head slightly, staring at Ximen Hao's eyes, calm as a pool of still water, unable to see anything,

She didn't say anything, nodded, left Ximen Hao, walked to Su Luocheng, who was about to leave with the coffin, and said in a cold tone, "My mother is not well, don't let her go out, it's enough for her to have this heart,"

Su Luocheng glanced at Su Ranhua with a deep gaze, turned back to the third lady who followed him and said, "Don't you go,"

The third lady had already heard Su Ranhua's words, and when she saw Su Luocheng replying like this, she looked at Su Ranhua's painting again, and saw that she nodded lightly at herself, knowing that she was worried about herself, so she didn't say anything more, and stopped.

Su Ranhua no longer paid attention to Su Luocheng, turned around and walked to Ximen Hao's side, quietly paying attention to his every expression, but found that his face was as handsome and calm as ever, as if he was deliberately accompanying him back to participate in this funeral, but she knew that Ximen Hao was not that pure leisure,

"Look at what you see, walk well," Ximen Hao scolded in a low voice, but he couldn't hear the slightest anger, as if with a doting warning,

Since Ximen Hao and Su Ran Hua stepped into the Xiangfu, this pair of people in plain clothes have never left the sight of people with hearts.

As noble princes and princesses, there is no need for them to wear linen and filial piety, but they just wear plain clothes according to their own wishes and timeliness, but even such elegant clothes can't hide their natural temperament, one is handsome and domineering, and the other is beautiful and elegant.

And what is even more curious is that their relationship was still like fire and water before, but at this time it seems to be full of affection, it seems that this little-known second miss of the Su family is more capable than the famous eldest lady, it is not surprising that she can get the favor of the king of the south, and it is better to let the king of the north look at him differently,

Out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the coffin was carried onto an extra-long flatbed cart pulled by several horses, and Su Luocheng rode a horse to follow aside.

Ximen Yi didn't plan to personally go to the funeral for a lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but seeing that Ximen Hao had the intention of going with him, and seeing Su Ranqing's pleading look, he also got into the carriage with Su Ranqing's second wife.

Seeing Ximen Yi sitting next to him, Su Ranqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at this time, the funeral of the eldest lady became a secret contest between her and Su Ranhua, if Ximen Yi abandoned and left, what is the difference between Ximen Hao and leaving Su Ranhua when he returned to the door that day,

However, this is just Su Ranqing's careful eyes, Su Ranqing's paintings are not so boring, her mind is on Ximen Hao, pondering his "positive" purpose,

The North King and the North Princess rode together, forming a unique scenery in the funeral procession.

"Hao," Su Ranhua looked up and saw Ximen Hao's chin, there were only short traces left on the shaved clean stubble, and he judged his beard shape by following the traces, whether it was a beautiful beard or a beard.

"Don't ask, I'll know soon," Ximen Hao knew that Su Ran's paintings at this time were full of curiosity,

That is, there will really be something, Su Ranhua was choked by Ximen Hao, and he didn't ask again, and he wouldn't elaborate when he asked, and he was afraid that the wind would blow into other people's ears.

It seems that the cemetery is outside the capital, and it has not been anywhere for two hours, and it is about to pass through the outermost city wall of the capital, and it is already under the city gate.

"Master Su, take a break," Ximen Hao suddenly called out to Su Luo City in front of him,

Su Luocheng looked back at the long line of funeral processions following behind, he was already a little tired because of the fast walking all the way, but,,

Su Luocheng looked at the city gate not far ahead, and it was not time to stop.

"What is the difficulty of Master Su," Ximen Hao rode his horse to catch up with Su Luocheng and went hand in hand with him,

Su Luocheng turned his head to look at Ximen Hao, his eyes crossed Su Ran's face, this is really not the time to stop, if you walk for a while,

He will definitely find an opportunity to take the life of this unobedient,

"Weichen just wants to put his wife in the ground as soon as possible," Su Luocheng stared ahead with slightly narrowed eyes, and the funeral procession continued to move, but the pace was slow, but it didn't mean to stop,

Ximen Hao sneered secretly, clasped Su Ranhua's waist with one hand, grabbed the reins with the other, and rode his horse to turn around and run towards the side of the road, not giving Su Luocheng any chance to react at all.

"Lord Wang," Su Luocheng's eyes suddenly tightened, staring at Ximen Hao, who suddenly broke away from the team,

And because Ximen Hao rode his horse and ran into the entourage carrying the funeral goods on the side, causing a burst of confusion, the team had to stop, followed by the utensils in the hands of the daredevil, who didn't know which daredevil, took off his hands and flew forward.

Su Luocheng instinctively dodged, and the expensive porcelain smashed onto the coffin of the eldest lady unbiasedly, shattering the porcelain pieces on the ground.

No, the time is not right,

Su Luocheng secretly exclaimed, the utensils smashed the coffin was arranged in advance, but not at this time,

Su Luocheng turned around, his eyes fiercely searching for the person who smashed out the vessel,