"What do you want?" Ximen Hao suppressed his impatient anger. If Su Ranhua was his opponent, then she was the only one who made him feel crazy inside for the first time.
When she was poisoned, he didn't throw her into the pond. But at this time, this woman actually soaked herself in the water and bathed. Could it be that for some purpose, she could do any unbelievable thing, regardless of
life and death?
"Your Majesty, you think that my bathing is part of a plot against you?" Su Ranhua glanced sideways at Ximen Hao, "Look at Your Majesty's appearance at this time, even if I am seducing you, can I succeed?"
"Are you punishing yourself?" Something seemed to flash through Ximen Hao's mind, and his eyes darkened instantly, "For Ximen Zhe's private meeting with you, you want to intercede on his behalf."
Sure enough, Ximen Hao knew that Ximen Zhe had been here.
Su Ranhua was not surprised by this. What surprised her was that Ximen Hao would associate her bathing with Ximen Zhe. It seemed that this prince's thinking was very divergent.
"The prince praises me too much. I can't even take care of myself. How can I care about King Xi? Besides, King Xi is the prince's fourth brother. He probably won't reprimand him just for his inappropriate behavior for the first time. As for me, I didn't.
I did something embarrassing to the prince. No matter who I am, there is no need to ask for mercy." Su Ranhua remained calm and continued to stir the water in the tub, looking leisurely.
But the drops of water constantly dripping from her forehead proved that her true feelings were not that comfortable. Because Ximen Hao recognized that they were not drops of water at all, but stains of sweat.
"Come out, my king!" Ximen Hao's big palm stirred into the water, causing water to splash everywhere.
Su Ranhua was picked up from the air, just like picking up a chicken that fell into the river, and was left to Ximen Hao on the couch aside.
The couch in the bathroom was spread flat on the ground and was very soft, but suddenly the hot water came out, and a chill instantly swept through his body. Su Ranhua grabbed the thin quilt aside and covered himself.
"Your Majesty, can I think you are nervous about me?" Su Ranhua sat up. The medicine of the man in black was really good. Although the wound hurt when soaked in water, he felt very relaxed when he came out.
After the pain, even when I was sitting or touching the board, I didn’t feel any pain. It seemed to be healed.
"I just don't want you to die early." Ximen Hao squatted down beside Su Ranhua, and held Su Ranhua's chin with his fingertips, with a chill that penetrated the bone marrow, "If you die early, not only will you
Suluo City will be disappointed, and I will regret losing a plaything."
"It's because the prince hasn't vented enough anger on me yet." Su Ranhua raised his head slightly, with a mocking look in his calm eyes.
"You..." Ximen Hao faced Su Ranhua, his eyes narrowed. He noticed something strange about Su Ranhua. The man who was originally lying on his stomach and unable to get up actually sat upright and spoke to him, without any discomfort at all.
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"So you were prepared." Ximen Hao held Su Ranhua's chin tightly, his finger bones making a crisp sound, as if he could crush Su Ranhua's chin in an instant.
Turning his head to look around the tub, he found a porcelain bottle lying on the ground. Looking at Su Ranhua's eyes, in addition to the cold chill, there was also a devouring anger.
The combination of cold and fire can burst into explosive fragments.
It turned out that before she married into the Northern Palace, she had already made full preparations, including facing severe physical injuries! What kind of careful and careful planning was required to take into account all aspects of flawlessness.
Ximen Hao admitted that when he saw Su Ran's paintings soaked in the bathtub, he felt an inexplicable tension deep in his heart. Although it was very shallow, it was there.
However, when he saw Su Ranhua's meticulous preparations, he became angry. He had never been so angry before.
Just like Su Ranhua was the first person to make Ximen Hao feel guilty and want to give him an explanation. However, he ended up stepping into a well-designed trap that made him extremely angry. This time, it was a complete blow.
Ximen Hao's heart.
"The medicine in the Prime Minister's Mansion is really good. Just taking a bath will help you recover quickly." Ximen Hao's voice was low, as if he had sunk into a thousand-year ice valley. "It seems that what you can bear exceeds my expectation. Even if
You are already dying, and you should be able to revive quickly."
Su Ranhua knew that Ximen Hao had misunderstood the origin of the bottle of medicine, but she couldn't say that it was given by the man in black. That would only make her situation more confusing. In short, Ximen Hao believed that she was from the beginning.
As an accomplice of the Prime Minister, if he continues to think like this, he is in a bad situation.
Su Ranhua remained silent, raising his head slightly, bearing the pain in his jaw. He stared at Ximen Hao with his stubborn eyes, unyielding.
From Su Ranhua's wide-open pupils, Ximen Hao saw his own shadow. He is the king who is the only king. Only by making everyone surrender to him can he reach the highest level and become truly fearless.
"You are my king's woman. Even if I hate you, you can only live in my eyes. From the first time you gave me life and death and tried every possible means to climb onto my bed, you
You can only be my king's puppet." Ximen Hao looked directly at Su Ranhua with his cold eyes, announcing the fate of Su Ranhua like a demon from hell.
The real Su Ran's paintings have long since faded away, and now it is a lonely soul from a thousand years later that is suffering on her behalf, and her lonely soul is unknown to where it has drifted to?
Su Ranhua, you are wrong, you should not go to this person's bed at all. Su Ranhua said silently in his heart, how can a weak woman withstand the persecution again and again? What kind of reason is there for letting him?
You risked your life to marry into the Northern Palace? What kind of person is your prime minister father?
All of this suddenly made the new-born Su Ranhua curious.
"Get down!"
Suddenly, Ximen Hao stared at Su Ranhua, Mo Ran's eyes showed arrogance and coldness.
"Huh?" Su Ranhua was slightly stunned.
"brush!"
With a wave of Ximen Hao's hand, Su Ranhua's body covering was ripped off. His body covered with red marks and bruises was clearly visible.
Outside the house, there is a rustling autumn rain, but inside the house, half of the room is filled with spring sunshine.
Su Ranhua's heart tightened, and he shot Ximen Hao with sharp and vigilant eyes, as if he had a hidden weapon ready to go, but he knew it was in vain.
Snapped!
Ximen Hao's eyes glanced at the sudden flash of light in Su Ranhua's eyes, and he seemed to find something surprising, but he passed by in a hurry, impatiently flipped his big palm, knocked Su Ranhua down, and crawled on the couch.
Su Ranhua's brows moved slightly, understanding Ximen Hao's move. He was about to turn over and block back, but after all, this strange body could not achieve perfect cooperation. He only turned slightly sideways, and Ximen Hao jumped forward and pressed forward.
The astonishing air-conditioning mixed with the masculine scent of a man enveloped Su Ranhua's thin body. There was no ambiguity, only strong possession.
Close to a certain place behind him, Su Ranhua clearly felt that something hard was trying to penetrate into his body. There was no pain, but only heat.