Simon Zhe,

Su Ran saw the person at a glance, but at this time, the person in front of him had faded away from the elegance of the youth, leaving traces of wind and rain, and the whole person was much stronger and taller, the only thing that remained unchanged was the handsome appearance, but it was obviously dyed full of vicissitudes.

Is it him, is it really him,

Su Ranhua remembered that Concubine Shu discussed with Ximen Yi that she really wanted to send Ximen Zhe to southern Xinjiang, but it was less than a year, and the young man who looked weak that day had already undergone a boning change.

"Dyeing and painting," Ximen Zhe looked at the woman in front of him with wide eyes, ragged and unkempt, but the appearance of the year has long been deeply engraved in his memory, even if her appearance is ever-changing, she can be recognized at a glance, especially the pair of cold and flashing eyes, which is the Su Dye painting that has become his imperial sister-in-law,

Ximenzhe blurted out the name to give Su Ranhua a positive answer, glanced at the shopkeeper who had already lost his breath, and said calmly, "King Xi, long time no see,"

Ximen Zhe hurriedly turned around, closed the door of the house, strode to Su Ranhua, and looked at her in disbelief, "There are people searching for you everywhere, how did you end up here?"

As he spoke, Ximen Zhe saw the blood stains on Su Ranhua's left arm, and took her hand to check what was going on, "You are injured, it is not serious,"

Looking at Ximen Zhe's eager and nervous appearance, Su Ranhua sighed secretly in his heart, this West King still hasn't changed to her,

"It's okay, it's just a broken skin," Su Ranhua gently withdrew his hand,

Afraid that Su Ranhua would be hurt, Ximen Zhe didn't dare to use force, Su Ranhua's hand was removed from him again, and the melancholy of the day came to his mind unconsciously.

Su Ranhua deliberately didn't care about Ximen Zhe, he looked at the closed door, it was not dark yet, and the pharmacy would be suspicious if it was closed for a long time, so he had to take the medicine and leave as soon as possible.

So, Su Ranhua turned around and continued to search for trauma medicine.

"You're looking for a medicine for trauma," asked Simon Zhe, "the indispensable medicine shopkeeper won't put it on the medicine shelf, come with me,"

Ximen Zhe said, pulled Su Ran painting into the pharmacy, opened a door, and revealed a small warehouse,

Ximen Zhe walked in, packed a few medicines, and handed a medicine bottle to Su Ranhua, "This is the best here,"

The two walked out of the room, Ximen Zhe glanced at the shopkeeper lying on the counter, and wanted to take a closer look, but from the door he saw him lying on his stomach without moving, and there was no bloodstain, thinking that he just fainted,

"Don't look at it, he's dead," Su Ran drew to hold Ximen Zhe,

"It's dead," Ximen Zhe looked back at Su Ran's painting, except for the dirt deliberately painted on his face, his face was calm, but the slightly frowning brow indicated that her wound must be painful,

Ximen Zhe didn't say anything more, pulled Su Ran to open the door, walked out as if nothing happened, and closed the door again.

"Let's ride our horses," Su Ran said, this pharmacy will soon attract a large number of officers and soldiers, and they must leave as soon as possible.

Ximen Zhe saw the horse parked outside, and without saying a word, he put Su Ranhua on the horse, turned over again, gave a long shout, and rode away.

Su Dye painting has long noticed that Ximen Zhe is wearing the military uniform of Yuehua Kingdom, and no one stopped him along the way, and soon arrived at the border line between Yuehua Kingdom and Qingyuan Dynasty, in fact, this line is blurred, there are always people who take a step towards each other, causing disputes, in order to compete for the territory, although the war here is not too big to be out of control, but the small wars continue,

"She's the spy we want to send," Ximen Zhece stopped in front of the checkpoint guarding the intersection, showed a waist card, and pointed to the beggar-like Su Dye painting behind him,

The level glanced at the waist card and let it go.

Riding his horse into the continuous mountains, Ximen Zhe jumped off the horse with Su Ran's painting, and found a flat place to sit down.

Along the way, Su Ranhua sat behind Ximen Zhe without saying a word, from his calm and calm departure from the pharmacy, skilled horse skills, calm in the face of interrogation, one by one to explain that this is no longer the weak West King who has never been in the world, even he wants to sit behind him on purpose, if he sits in front, there is a little ambiguity between his hands, but he leaves her behind, which is more in line with the identity of a little minion who wants to be ordered to be a spy,

"I'll help you apply the medicine," Ximen Zhe took the medicine bottle from Su Ranhua's hand and pulled out the stopper,

"I'll do it myself," Su Ran didn't move, she didn't want Ximen Zhe to see her piece of flesh that had been cut off,

"You're a wounded now," Ximen Zhe mistakenly thought that Su Ran was repelling him, and his tone was a little heavier,

Su Ranhua still refused, not wanting Ximen Zhe to drag her wrist, because of the pain involved, she gasped,

"I'm sorry," Ximen Zhe paused, apologized, and then didn't stop, and pulled up the sleeve of Su Ran's painting,

The rag that bandaged the wound had long been soaked in blood and stuck together, and Simon Zhe wanted to try to untie it, but because of the tight sticking, it didn't untie it.

"Use this," Su Ranhua pulled out the dagger hidden in the back of his shoe and handed it to Ximen Zhe,

Ximenzhe took the dagger, carefully picked up the rags attached to the wound little by little, every time he picked it, his heart followed it once, he knew that the wound painted by Su Ran would not be light, and he was eager to give her medicine, but he was afraid of seeing that heart-wrenching scene,

"You went to the pharmacy just to get medicine," Su Ranhua used the topic to divert the mood of the two, using dialogue to alleviate his pain, and also diverting part of Ximenzhe's attention,

"We have a secret deal with the shopkeeper, I went to him to buy medicine, if the door is reversed, I will open it skillfully, so that passers-by will not see that I broke in," Ximen Zhe said, "I don't want you to do something inside, deliberately closed the door,"

As he spoke, Ximen Zhe glanced at Su Ran's painting, and continued to carefully pick up the rags, "The little eunuch who met you and me on the road that day was killed by you, just like the shopkeeper of the pharmacy today,"

Su Ranhua didn't expect that after this period of training, Ximen Zhe not only looked tough, but even his mind was meticulous, and the scene he saw from the pharmacy was quickly linked to Xiao Linzi's strange death that day, and it seems that Ximen Xianchu's idea of forcing Ximen Zhe to go out to experience is also meritorious.

"Yes," Su Ran painted unabashedly, "didn't you feel surprised, a little disappointed,"

"If you want to marry him, some of the means are right," Ximenzhe said indifferently,

He is referring to Ximen Hao, and now Ximen Zhe not only does not want to be called the second emperor brother, but also does not even want to mention his name.

Su Ran's heart flashed, and the events of Wan'an Temple that day left a heavy shadow on Ximen Zhe.