"Evidence should be used at the most appropriate time, and if it has a better use, why not make it public?" Ximen Hao chuckled indifferently, "I have already been punished, can I tell the truth and the punishment I have received can disappear?" Rather than that, let's be a fool and let the person who framed me have some fun for a while. ”

"The old slave knows that the prince is a cautious person, and there must be the best arrangement." Steward Lin said. He has watched Ximenhao grow up since he was a child, although he can't figure out what he does, but he knows that Ximenhao is not as ruthless as others say, he is seen as such, some of them deliberately and sincerely imposed on him, and there is also a means for him to protect himself.

Just like Ximen Hao treats him, in addition to the master and servant, he also has a strong affection, which is not something that a cold person will have.

"The lore grass will not be easily poisoned by people who don't know martial arts." Ximen Hao turned out the window and said thoughtfully.

"Does the prince mean that the princess's lethargy is related to the lore grass in her body?" Steward Lin's brows moved slightly.

"The lore grass is hidden in the body when it is not poisoned, and it is not noticed, I asked the imperial doctor to examine her, and I did not find any vision, that is to say, there is no poison. I have already checked that she has no internal strength at all, she has never practiced martial arts, and there is no possibility that the lore grass will be poisoned so quickly. However, Su Ranhua's lethargy after the attack on Wan'an Temple really made me a little puzzled. Ximen Hao turned around and sat down on the chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest.

"Maybe the princess has been tired lately." Steward Lin said, then thought about it for a while, and continued, "If there is no antidote, sooner or later, the lore grass in the princess's body will have a poisonous hair." ”

"Then it's up to her luck." Ximen Hao retracted his thoughtful expression and lowered his face, "Let's see if she can wait until the day when this king finds the antidote." ”

Lore grass, as the name suggests, lore! The world has only heard of this poison, but no one knows where the antidote comes from, and no one has prepared the antidote.

Anyone who has fallen into the lore grass, as long as the poison is still shallow, can be transferred to the other party through copulation, which is the fastest way to save themselves, just like Ximen Hao's painting of Su Ran.

And the poison in the middle is deep, but it is just a rush to the doctor, get some medicine that can delay the toxicity, but it can't get rid of the root, and face the danger of life at any time.

However, one of its characteristics is that people who don't know martial arts, don't make a lot of effort, and the toxicity will not attack suddenly, but will only hide in the body, slowly breed and spread, and have a period of survival, and there is time to wait for the antidote.

However, as Steward Lin said, if there is no antidote, he will still face the moment of poison.

Steward Lin looked at Ximen Hao's usual cold face, and didn't say anything more, he was sure that Ximen Hao cared a little about Su Ran's painting, but he didn't realize it or didn't want to admit it. Otherwise, she wouldn't have thought of the issue of lore grass because she slept for a long time, after all, a weak woman would also feel physically and mentally tired after the successive events that happened during this time.

"Slaves and maids see the prince."

While the two were talking, Mo'er came to the study, walked into the door carefully, and saluted Ximen Hao.

"What's the matter?" Ximen Hao asked expressionlessly, expecting in his heart that it must be related to Su Dye's paintings.

"The princess ordered the slave maid to come and tell the prince, and the princess sent the lady back to the prime minister's mansion." Mo'er replied.

"yes, got it." Ximen Hao nodded lightly.

Mo'er waited for a long time, but didn't see Ximen Hao say another word, there was really no bottom in his heart, Su Ranhua had already accompanied the third lady back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, just asked her to inform the prince, the tone was casual and decisive, when she came to pass the word, she was already very careful when she spoke to Ximen Hao, for fear of angering the prince and implicating herself.

"Anything else?" Ximen Hao saw that Mo'er was standing still, and asked coldly.

"Oh, the slave and maid are gone." When Mo'er heard this, he hurriedly exited the study before he dared to take a breath.

She didn't expect that the princess would dare to cut the princess first, leave the palace first, and then let her tell her, let alone Ximen Hao didn't care about it at all.

"Dyeing and painting, if you don't tell the prince in person, will it be fine?"

Sitting in the carriage back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the third lady asked worriedly.

"No, mother." Su Ranhua smiled slightly, looking at the bustling street outside the car window, the smile on his lips became stronger.

When her cooperative relationship with Ximen Hao became clearer, Ximen Hao disdained to make a fuss about these trivial things, and she, as the princess of the north, also had relative freedom in the palace.

Since allowing Su Ranhua to tear down the corridor and rebuild the courtyard wall of Wutong Residence, the palace has been rethinking the relationship between Ximen Hao and her.

"Dyeing paintings, seeing that your life is getting better and better, my mother is also pleased." The third lady took Su Ran's hand, with a bright smile on her pale face.

"Mother, don't worry, everything will be fine." Su Ranhua looked at the third lady and said firmly, she would take care of this weak mother for the owner of this body.

"Dyeing and painting," the third lady said, glanced at the driver driving outside the car curtain, next to Su Dyeing, and said in a low voice, "No matter what idea you use, if Beiwang is willing to treat you well, you can live like this, don't destroy your comfort for your father, and don't care about your mother's situation, as long as you live well, it is your mother's greatest wish." ”

"Mother." Su Ranhua looked at the woman in front of her seriously, weak and unable to withstand any blows, but with the same fortitude in her bones as if she was going to the soup for her daughter.

In terms of loving their children, the third lady is very similar to Concubine Yao, for the sake of the child, they can do anything unexpected, for the sake of the child, they are not afraid of everything.

Having such a mother is the biggest gain she has gained from coming to this world.

"Mother, don't worry, I will solve everything well." Su Ranhua clasped the third lady's hand with his backhand.

"Dye the painting!" The third lady stared at her daughter, since she married into the Beiwang Mansion, it was obviously different, and she was much bolder, but she was so afraid that if she continued to be bold, it would bring unexpected consequences, and she would not be relieved for the rest of her life.

When he saw Su Ranhua personally accompanying the third lady back, Su Luocheng's face was crossed with a shallow surprise.

Su Ranhua swept around the people who looked at her with strange eyes like they were looking at her, their eyes were sharp, and their voice was cold and high, "What?" Is this how you greet Princess North? ”

Like a sonorous and powerful voice piercing the eardrums, the majestic expression made everyone tremble.

"See Princess of the North." There are those who are timid and take the lead.

This was followed by the uneven bowing of the head one after another.

Su Ran's gaze fell on Su Luocheng and the two ladies who accompanied him, not making a sound, but with a strong penetrating power.

"We're looking at the princess." Su Luocheng threw away his sleeves and handed over his hands, covering up the unhappiness in his heart, and saluted Su Ranhua.

When the two ladies saw this, although they were surprised and unwilling, they had to follow the blessing.

And when she looked up, the second lady's angry eyes shot at Su Ran's painting unabashedly.

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