When the sound fell, Su Ran turned around suddenly, stood in front of the carriage, bent down and squatted down his thin body, bowed his thin back, and waited for the heavy kick.

Looking at the person who lost his self-esteem in front of him and bowed down, Ximen Hao's eyes shrank suddenly, although it was expected, but when he really saw this scene, there was still an inadvertent touch in his heart.

The fist couldn't help clenching, and the green tendons on the back of the hand suddenly appeared.

If it was really to have nothing to do with him, she could not conspire with Su Luocheng to frame him, and also did everything possible to bring a wild seed into the mansion and calculate him ruthlessly. Without a start, there is no result.

Therefore, Ximen Hao did not believe in the terms of the transaction proposed by Su Ranhua at all, and did not approve of the result she wanted to disassociate from him.

Everything Su Ran did in Ximenhao's view, was to help Su Luocheng, conspire with him, abandon himself in order to confuse him, and do whatever it takes.

Ximen Hao's gaze on Su Ran's painting became more and more cold, like a thousand-year-old ice cave, wanting to condense her.

With a bang, Ximen Hao stepped into the carriage at a very fast speed, with his toes on the back of Su Ran's painting and his heels.

With a long shout from the coachman, the carriage galloped away.

Su Ranhua straightened up his slightly sunken waist and stood up, looking at the dust left behind by the carriage with cold eyes.

"Princess, keep up!" The little entourage before ran to Su Ranhua's side and kindly reminded him. Then he followed the carriage.

Su Ranhua rubbed his stomach that had not eaten for a long time, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he ran behind several entourage.

After Ximenhao's carriage had traveled some distance, its speed slowed down.

Su Ranhua also followed, jogging with the carriage non-stop.

As a result, on the road leading to the palace in the North Palace, such a scene is presented.

A simplely dressed woman in a pink and purple shirt chased after the carriage of the Northern King, running non-stop, drenched in sweat.

Fortunately, it was early in the morning, and there were few people on the road, so it did not attract the attention of the group.

And Su Ranhua first thought of the demonic Gu Yitian when he was running, I don't know where he had found it at this time? If he saw it, it would be a ridiculous situation.

Thinking of this, Su Ranhua laughed unconsciously.

Ximen Hao hooked his fingers and gently lifted the curtain on the back window of the carriage, and happened to see Su Ranhua following behind sweating, and he was still smiling. She didn't seem to have done anything to embarrass her, she was running freely, and she didn't forget to remember some funny old things.

Ximen Hao's gloomy gaze was deposited on Su Ran's body, and his fingers made deep wrinkles on the gentle gauze curtain, each of her special performances would surprise Ximen Hao, and it would make him want to pay more attention, but there was another voice in his heart that kept reminding him that he must not sink into this unique beauty plan carefully cultivated by Su Luo City.

Maybe if he took the opportunity to get rid of her at the beginning of his marriage, he would not have the high vigilance he has now, but it also made Ximen Hao not see such a different woman.

Su Ran painted an interesting prey, attracting Ximen Hao's attention, and making him want to devour her with anger.

Throwing down the curtain and cutting off his vision, Ximen Hao, who was sitting alone in the carriage, felt extremely bored, even the refreshing autumn breeze could not blow away the depression in his heart.

The North Palace, not far from the Imperial Palace, arrives quickly.

Ximen Hao's carriage drove into the palace gate and went straight to Jinhua Garden, and Su Ranhua also followed without stopping and ran outside Jinhua Garden.

Before he could catch his breath, he had to pick up Ximenhao and get out of the car. Under the surprised gaze of the palace people, Su Ran stroked his waist with his hand, stumbled to the carriage, bowed down and squatted down, his head facing the ground, and felt a strong feeling of dizziness.

Ximen Hao leaned out a foot, brushed Su Ranhua's back, looked at her undulating figure, slightly offset, swept over Su Ranhua's body, stepped on the ground, got off the carriage, and strode into Jinhuayuan.

Su Ranhua slowly stood up, took a few big breaths, smoothed his breath, and walked in.

As soon as I entered the door, I just met the rooster Chen Gonggong.

At this time, due to the running all the way, the impregnation of sweat, and the hair being blown by the wind and sticking, the embarrassment of Su Ran's painting formed a strong contrast with the style of Chen Gonggong's recovering his high-spirited big.

It's really feng shui in turn. Gonggong Chen sneered gloomily, how the king of the north did nothing to Su Ranhua had nothing to do with him, his humiliated revenge always had to be avenged.

"Sons and daughters, see the queen mother."

"Slave maid see queen mother."

Ximen Hao and Su Ranhua each asked the queen for peace.

"Hao'er, you must not have had breakfast yet, right? Come, dine with Hongu. The queen, who was having breakfast, saw Ximen Hao and pulled him to the edge of her seat affectionately, completely ignoring the existence of Su Ran's painting, although Su Ran's painting also made her curious.

It's okay if no one pays attention to it, just enough to take a break and have less to deal with.

Su Ranhua stood aside, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his face. Fortunately, I was in a coma in the hut in the woods for a long time at night, and I could be regarded as resting, otherwise I would have been really unbearable all the way to this body.

"Hao'er, why did you bring her? If it is Yiyi, this palace will be happy. The queen did not shy away from saying, clearly not putting Su Ranhua in her eyes, and didn't care what her identity was as a princess.

"She?" Ximen Hao glanced at Su Ran and sneered disdainfully.

"Back to the Queen." Su Ranhua adjusted his breath and explained loudly for Ximen Hao, "The slave is a personal slave who specializes in serving the prince, so you have to follow the prince." ”

With a loud voice and a decent smile, the "personal slave" is just a profession for her, and the profession does not distinguish between high and low, and what makes her inferior is not her status, but her inferiority due to her identity.

Su Ranhua will not feel inferior because she has become a slave, so she does not have the kind of grovel that other slaves and maids carry.

After listening to Su Ranhua's explanation, the queen frowned, and Danfeng's eyes showed forbearance of anger.

What made her angry was not Su Ran's words, but her demeanor, although she was a slave, but she didn't look like a slave or a maid, but like a master with a straight waist.

"Waiting outside." Ximen Hao glanced at Su Ran's painting and said in a deep voice.

As the royal daughter-in-law, Su Ran Hua, in front of the queen's mother-in-law and the mother and son of the Northern Prince, became an outsider, disturbing Yaxing, who was eating together.

"Yes." After listening to Ximen Hao's words, Su Ran painted the example of those maids, blessed himself, turned his head and strode outside.

"Look at what kind of attitude she has!" The queen's dissatisfied voice then came out, "If it is this palace, even the slave and maid will not let her do it." You have to give it to the palace ****. ”