Su Hoer trotted all the way, and the pomegranate red dress was wearing flowers and willows, dragging out infinite style, and she seemed to be as light as water and as delicate as a flower. Even the people in the house were attracted by her enchanting posture, and looked at this side lady with admiration.

Su Ho'er is also extremely proud, although this behavior is not very dignified, but the urgent mood of victory can also be understood, besides, what is wrong with welcoming her husband and running faster?

As soon as she ran to the corridor, she saw Xue Yihan walking in the direction of the academy without hurrying. He has a tall posture, his face is like a crown of jade, and his elegant and luxurious posture is more like a dragon and phoenix among people, over the years, every time she sees him, she will look at him obsessively, even if she has become his side concubine now, it is still the case.

"Yi Han!" Soho called softly in a sweet voice.

Xue Yihan paused, turned his head to look in the direction where she was, and his face was still faint and a little condensed.

Su Ho'er inexplicably rose a trace of sourness and resentment in her heart, when he saw her, he always looked like this, and he had never changed, but she had seen his appearance when he faced Su Yuqing, the warm and soft smile and the eyebrows and eyes as bright as stars were about to warm her heart, but with that kind of look, he never showed her a single bit!

She barely let out a sweet smile, walked to him briskly, and looked up at the man who was a head above her stupidly: "Yihan, why did you come back at this time today?" ”

Xue Yihan looked at his side concubine expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Su Ho'er's smile froze, and she was stunned for a while before laughing again, but with a vague injury in her eyes, she said softly with a little grievance: "Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" I'm your concubine. ”

Xue Yihan retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the academy, but his heart became more and more cold, why did he marry such a vicious and ruthless woman as a side concubine? He, Xue Yihan, as a proton, was in the capital step by step, thinking that he had a lot of plans in his chest and would not be easily used and framed, but as a result, he still walked into the trap of others and missed his beloved. Every time he saw her, he tried his best to suppress his boredom with her, but he was thinking that he was his side concubine or kissing herself, so he didn't give her too much shame, but she liked to come up and provoke his eyes. Could it be that she really didn't understand that when he saw her, he would think of what Xuanyuan Jinghao had done with her, which made him lose his love and make him want to kill her with his own hands?

"If it's all right, stay in your yard obediently." Xue Yi said indifferently, raised his feet and left.

Su He'er gritted her teeth, she really couldn't stand his indifferent neglect every time, so she blurted out without thinking about her words: "Why does the prince have such an attitude?" But because of watching your beloved and other men live and fly together, do you feel sad? ”

As soon as the words fell, Su Ho'er's body suddenly became cold, and a fear that seemed to be dying at any time enveloped all her thoughts, making her swallow the more excessive words she was going to say next.

Xue Yihan's gaze was as cold as ice, and his voice did not carry a trace of warmth, like a yin wind blowing out of hell: "Su Ho'er, you had better live a good life, don't look for trouble, let alone death." ”

Su Ho'er took two steps back, stared at him with eyes, and couldn't say a word.

Xue Yihan also ignored her anymore, took a step and continued to walk forward, and soon entered the academy.

Su Ho'er seemed to have been immersed in a thousand-year-old cold pool, and there was no vitality except for a breath. With tears in her eyes, she watched Xue Yihan's long figure disappear into the academy without any nostalgia, only to feel that her limbs and bones had no strength.

"Su Yuqing! Su Yuqing! The voice of gritting teeth and hatred quietly echoed on Soho'er's lips, and then it was blown away by the cold wind, and there was no trace of it.