The man stood outside the cell door for a long time before he moved his dry throat and called out Su Ranhua's name with difficulty but softly.
Su Ranhua was slightly stunned. She had already noticed that there was someone beside her. She thought it was someone watching the show and was too lazy to pay attention. However, she did not expect to hear such a painful and soft voice.
When he turned around in confusion, the man had already opened the cell door, walked quickly to Su Ranhua, carefully supported her body, turned her over and lay down on her side, then turned to her side.
His eyes touched the blood stains penetrating Su Ranhua's clothes behind him, which became more clearly visible in front of him, making his heart tremble.
Su Ranhua looked at the person who extended a caring hand to him. He was a slightly young boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was very handsome. From his clothes, he could tell that he was a man of high status.
Who is he? Why did he come to the cell to see him?
His eyes were originally clear and bright, not as deep as Ximen Hao's, but they were stained with a layer of pain.
The sour smell was very strong when it was stained with filth. Su Ranhua was also trying to endure it, but from the expression on the young man's face, there was no sign that he cared about the smell. Some of them just had a look on his face.
Can't bear it.
"Ran Hua, why have you tormented yourself like this!" The young man's voice was trembling, and he raised his hand to gently brush Su Ran Hua's messy hair away from his face.
"I..." Su Ranhua didn't know how to talk to this boy. Are they familiar?
The strangeness in Su Ranhua's expression was clearly seen by the young man. His eyes were dim, and he pretended to be relaxed and smiled, "No wonder you don't remember me. The time we met a few years ago, I was still an eleven-twenty-year-old boy."
A year old child, now I have grown into an adult."
Su Ranhua looked at this young man and couldn't help but smile. How dare a sixteen or seventeen year old kid say that he is an adult?
"Why are you laughing?" The young man saw Su Ranhua smiling, his trembling heart relaxed, and he lowered his face with a bit of teasing, "You are still like this, thinking that you are big, but you are only two years older than me.
It’s just years old.”
Su Ranhua was stunned, thinking that the unfamiliar face she saw in the mirror at this time was indeed very young, not the age in her twenties before she traveled through time. She had gained a few years of youth in vain.
The biggest reward for coming here due to being killed.
Seeing Su Ranhua's helpless chuckle, the young man had no idea the real reason for her smile. He just felt that her smile was still as beautiful as it had been many years ago. It was the most beautiful smile that remained deep in his memory.
It felt uncomfortable to be stared straight at. Su Ranhua turned his gaze away from the young man's eyes.
"It seems that you really can't remember me." The young man sighed, feeling very disappointed.
"Who are you?" Su Ranhua asked curiously. Since he said he hadn't seen each other for several years, it was normal that he didn't know him. But he could come to the cell to see him again and felt sorry for his situation. He must have shared the same relationship with Su.
The relationship between dyeing and painting is also unusual.
"Ximen Zhe." The young man looked directly at Su Ranhua, his persistent eyes seeming to recall Su Ranhua's memory.
When Su Ranhua heard this name, he was indeed deeply shocked.
Ximenzhe, the fourth son of the emperor, King of the West. A name that I heard from Xiaorou.
Oh my god, King Xi is such a beautiful young man! Su Ranhua looked at Ximen Zhe blankly. His slightly green face was indeed somewhat similar to Ximen Hao's, but under his noble appearance, his temperament was better than Ximen Hao's.
Much softer. Otherwise, he wouldn't talk to me face to face like this.
According to Ximenzhe, Su Ranhua was not familiar with him, but why could one see such strong concern for him in his eyes?
It is undeniable that the pain in his eyes and the unbearable expression on his face are all caused by his embarrassing situation at this time.
"Are you King Xi?" Even though he was a specially trained killer, Su Ranhua didn't know what kind of reaction should be normal at this time, so he could only ask instinctively.
"Haha, you are still so stupid." Ximenzhe opened his clear eyes, endured the pain in his heart, and smiled, "No wonder the second emperor brother doesn't like you, the only smart woman he likes is Bai Yiyi."
Su Ranhua frowned, to be laughed at by a young boy for being stupid? As for Bai Yiyi, she just acted with a Bodhisattva heart, but she didn't see any cleverness.
Ximen Zhe concealed his deliberate smile and stared at Su Ranhua, with unconcealable pain in his expression, "You have become a murderer now, how can I clear your suspicion?"
"Do you believe I am innocent?" Su Ranhua asked.
"Yes." Ximenzhe nodded, "Even though everyone in the world can kill someone, you will never do it."
Su Ranhua looked at Ximenzhe in surprise, why did he trust him so much?
There seems to be a vague and unknown emotion in him. Could it be that Su Ranhua had a sibling relationship with this King of the West many years ago?
"It's really hateful that they treat you like this!" Ximen Hao's eyes finally fell on Su Ranhua's clothes, showing a bit of annoyance, "I'll help you change them first."
As he spoke, Ximenzhe untied Su Ranhua's coat without any explanation. Although it was an ambiguous move, there was no trace of blasphemy.
"Hiss—" The blood on the injured area even stuck to the shirt, and even a slight tear would cause more severe pain.
Ximenzhe's eyes tightened, and he gently and carefully peeled off Su Ranhua's coat from the sticky blood.
Then, he took off his clothes and put them on Su Ranhua.
"Your injury is very serious and you must be treated with medicine." Ximenzhe didn't dare to think about the miserable state of the thick blood he saw covering Su Ranhua's back.
Su Ranhua didn't say anything. She was clearly aware of her injuries. Most people couldn't bear ten strokes with the cane, let alone her sickly body who had just had a miscarriage. She had to receive more than ten strokes from the cane.
?If she didn't have a strong will, it would be difficult to sustain it.
"Come, let's eat something first." Ximenzhe sighed in his heart, took out a paper bag from his arms, opened it, and found several exquisite snacks inside.
Ximenzhe took out a piece and brought it to Su Ranhua's mouth, "I remember you love lotus seed cake. I brought it to you specially because I was afraid that your taste would change after so many years."
Su Ranhua took a small bite and chewed it carefully. She was a killer and had a heart that would not easily tremble in the face of all things, but Ximenzhe's considerate actions made her slightly moved.
In the previous life, only the man who always brought him a warm smile influenced his cold heart through various actions and brought her into love. However, it turned out to be nothing more than a deliberate calculation and he took his life with his own hands.
In this life, Su Ranhua saw a face full of pain for her for the first time. His considerate actions for her allowed her to see a bright sunshine in a dark situation. However, she
But I dare not trust anyone easily anymore, especially men.