Su Ranhua slowly straightened up and glanced at Ximen Zhe again. She could sense the pain and anger in the face hidden in the shadows.

Ximen Hao sat in the carriage without a sound. The carriage didn't move, it was quiet without any instructions, Su Ranhua guessed that it was probably because she returned to the door, so Ximen Hao asked her to get on the car together, right?

So, he withdrew his gaze and lifted his feet to get into the car.

"Drive!"

Without warning, with a loud shout, the carriage sped up.

Su Ranhua was caught off guard and stepped into the air, his body couldn't help leaning forward, he wanted to turn over and dodge a fall, but he immediately thought that his kung fu would definitely provoke right and wrong in front of everyone's eyes, so he was ruthless and let his body fall heavily on the ground, as Ximen Hao's mind.

At the same time, Simon Zhe also ran to her side.

smashed a fist to the ground, and Ximen Zhe, who was half-squatting beside Su Ranhua, looked annoyed, if his kung fu was better and faster, he could drag Su Ranhua and prevent her from falling.

"Hey, boy, get out of the way!" The guard of honor who followed the carriage did not recognize Ximenzhe and shouted loudly.

Ximen Zhe just wanted to fight back, and the fist that was pressed the ground was held hard by Su Ranhua, which felt like being held tightly by his mother when he was in danger, which made Ximen Zhe's heart move. Stretching out his other hand, he pulled Su Ran up the painting.

Su Ranhua, who stood up, hurriedly let go of Ximen Zhe and dodged away from an unfamiliar distance.

"Go, go! Get out of the way, get out of the way! The guard of honor pushed Ximen Zhe.

Su Ranhua glanced at Ximen Zhe, shook his head slightly, and turned to chase the carriage parked in the distance. This time, she got into the car smoothly and sat in the corner.

After the honor guard of the king of the north followed the carriage away, the crowd of onlookers broke out into discussions.

Ximen Zhe stood in the middle of the noisy road, his gloomy eyes followed the carriage, until there was no trace of the last trace, and the young man in his prime began to be dyed with inky traces in his life.

Ximen Hao sat in the carriage with an expressionless face.

The flash of the step just now let Su Ranhua know how ruthless Ximen Hao's heart is hidden under this expressionless face. can't help but blame Simon Zhe for her young and rash, and cause trouble for her for no reason. Although she knew that Ximen Zhe would not be relieved that she would wait outside the Beiwang Mansion, if she had such "care" all the time, her life would be even more difficult.

Sitting in a narrow space with Ximen Hao added a suffocating coolness to the already thin air.

Everything last night was just a fragrant dream, and this is the real one.

Su Ran put aside Ximen Hao and looked out of the car through the window. The bustling ancient street similar to the Qingming Shanghe map is impressively displayed in front of you, full of vitality, and the silent eyes can't help but show a little brilliance.

"The Prime Minister's Mansion has arrived!" "The North King and the North Princess have arrived!"

Two chantings followed, followed by the crackling sound of firecrackers.

Although this return has been delayed for a long time, it will be forgotten for a long time, and it is no longer an official return gift. But after all, it was the first time that the newly married princess returned to her parents' house, and the Prime Minister's Mansion, who got the news in advance, was still much more grand.

Su Ran drew a spirit, leaned out first, and jumped out of the carriage.

"Huh?"

Under the surprised and puzzled gaze of everyone, Su Ranhua skillfully squatted down his waist.

"Yi, does the king of the north really use Su Dye paintings to make a foot couch?" When he saw Su Ran's actions, Su Ran couldn't help but whisper to Ximen Yi.

Ximen Yi, who had been preparing to watch the play for a long time, took Su Ranhua to the Prime Minister's Mansion first, and the two stood hand in hand, waiting for his imperial brother outside the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Thinking about it, the situation of entering the palace yesterday has spread all over the capital, and even Su Ranqing knows about it, and the people in the prime minister's mansion must have already known it.

It's just that Ximen Hao was even more desperate than Su Luocheng expected, and he didn't let go of Su Dye's painting in front of his prime minister's mansion, and he demonstrated without scruples.

As if he hadn't heard Su Ranqing's whispers, Ximen Yi's eyes fell on Su Ran's painting, and he was stunned, and the whole person froze.

When he saw Su Ranhua's indifferent groveling, making a footbed for Ximen Hao, letting him step on his thin body without pity, and getting off the carriage, Ximen Yi's upright body seemed to be rooted, and he was fixed in Su Ranhua's gaze, surprised, incredible, and deeply struck with remorse.

The seemingly thin woman in front of her, with a bit of fortitude on her plain face, and a stubborn forbearance in her slightly raised eyes, the kind of confidence that emanated from her and Ximenhao's coldness seem to be-for-tat, a ruthless stampede, a stubborn support, like a complementary combination, and like a fierce collision.

Women can bring pleasing to the eye and happy enjoyment, but the shock brought out by Su Dye painting is something that Ximen Yi has never seen.

The complicated things in Ximen Yi's gaze gradually receded, his stiff body softened, and his expression began to return to normal. glanced at Su Ranqing beside him, compared with the vase-like beauty and the Su Ran painting that followed behind Ximen Hao indifferently, it was really plain.

Sensing the strange gaze, Su Ran raised his eyes to look. In an instant, he touched Ximen Yi's already calm eyes.

Looking at the eyes painted by Su Ran, Ximen Yi smiled lightly, as if his breath revealed a natural soul, showing his enchanting charm.

Su Ran's eyebrows were slightly frowned, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned his gaze to the woman who was snuggled up to him, with a charming face, beautiful almond eyes with arrogance, graceful eyebrows, red lips, exquisite hairpins in hair, and luxurious clothes.

If you look closely, it seems that there is still a bit of resemblance between the eyebrows and yourself. Su Ranhua pondered, if she guessed correctly, she should be the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Su Ranqing, that is, her sister.

Catching up with Su Ran's gaze, Su Ran's smile was even stronger, and the meaning of pride and mockery reached the bottom of his eyes.

Su Ranhua turned a deaf ear, and her thoughts were on the man beside her, who was he?

With his close relationship with Su Ran, there should be no doubt that Ximen Yi, the king of the south, should be, but he-

Su Ranhua turned to Ximen Yi again, only to see his eyebrows and eyes smiling more crookedly.

Su Ranhua's hands couldn't help but tighten, hidden in his sleeves, quietly fiddling with the gold needles in his sleeves, and threw a sharp slap at Ximen Yi, like a golden needle slashing his smile. Quickly, no one noticed, except for Simon Yi who read the information accurately.

"Second Emperor Brother, the princess is used to spoil, and if you do this, Lord Su is very distressed."

When Ximen Hao approached, Ximen Yi had already retracted his gaze, swept past the embarrassment of Suluo City, and was the first to speak.

"Pet, have a reason to pet. Master Su knows it, right? Ximen Hao turned to Su Luocheng and asked with a casual smile.