In fact, before seeing anyone, Su Ranhua had already reduced the number of visits to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ximen Hao had already said that he would go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion with her, but the Prime Minister's Mansion couldn't bear it any longer. , people came in advance.
An accident occurred in the early stages of the wedding, and the homecoming ceremony was not performed on time. The Prime Minister's Palace sent someone to visit his daughter to express condolences. This was considered an unusual and special thing, but it was also reasonable. It was just because it was a matter between the Prime Minister's Palace and the Northern Prince's Palace. Invisibly, there is a little more competition.
The competition between the two houses was about patience. Ximen Hao used Su Ranhua's recovery as an excuse and kept waiting. However, after the Prime Minister's house saw that the situation had stabilized, he took the lead in making a move.
In short, we just cannot allow a stable life to exist.
After Ximen Hao left, Su Ranhua threw the book in his hand on the chair and returned to the house.
Liu'er looked at the backs of the two of them, rubbing her head with her fingers, confused. She couldn't understand what the prince said, but she knew that someone was coming to the princess's family, but the princess was not very happy and seemed to be angry.
The next morning, in the study room of Beiwang Mansion.
Ximen Hao sat on the chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, thinking back to what he happened to see when he turned around slightly when he left Wutong Residence yesterday.
Su Ranhua threw the book away as if she was angry, and did not hold back her displeasure, acting casually and neatly.
When Butler Lin pushed the door open, he happened to see Ximen Hao sitting alone, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Your Majesty." Butler Lin walked up to Ximen Hao, lowered his hand and said softly.
"The third lady has left the house?" Ximen Hao said lightly. It was obviously a question, but his tone was affirmative.
"Yes." Butler Lin nodded, "The prince has already expected it."
"Can't Uncle Lin guess it?" Ximen Hao chuckled and stood up.
Butler Lin smiled slightly. This was actually a very simple question. If she wanted to enter the Northern Palace under the pretext of visiting Su Ranhua, her biological mother, the Third Lady, would be the most suitable person. It is only natural for a mother to visit her daughter who is recovering from illness.
"The princess has been staying in the side courtyard recently. Apart from asking Liu'er to ask for some books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, there has been no movement. When the third lady comes this time, will she bring any instructions from Mr. Su so that she can take action?" Butler Lin thought for a moment.
"Action?" Ximen Hao sneered disdainfully, "Isn't she always doing it?"
Isn't it just to show herself in a different way that she can "change her mind"? There is only one basic purpose. Only by occupying a place in his heart can she successfully do what she wants to do.
"This old slave is stupid." Lin Guanjia said.
He would not be able to see these subtle things unless he was in Ximen Hao's position.
"After the third lady arrives, let her go directly to see Su Ranhua." Ximen Hao said.
"Your Majesty wants them to meet in the side room? If Mr. Su finds out, I'm afraid he will be dissatisfied with Your Majesty in front of the Emperor again." Butler Lin said.
"Partial house? What is the state of mind of the person who needs to look after it? Su Ranhua is very satisfied with her Wutong residence at this time. Naturally, I will not displease her." Su Ranhua suddenly appeared in Ximen Hao's mind. The figure of Ran Hua standing under the sycamore tree, his indifference and freeness matched perfectly with the elegant and quiet purple flowers falling on the sycamore tree. For a moment, he thought that Su Ran Hua was the fairy with the flowers of the sycamore tree. Come to earth.
"Wutongju?" Butler Lin said the name out of curiosity.
"Yes, we will call it Wutongju from now on." Ximen Hao clasped his hands tightly, his eyes gradually deepened and turned cold.
Whenever he thinks of praising Su Ran's paintings, he will force himself to suppress the underlying appreciation, because if he inadvertently appreciates Su Ran's paintings, even if it is very shallow, it will make Ximen Hao very happy.
Be vigilant. He must always think of his hatred and target her with deeply calculated anger, so as not to let himself fall.
Fallen. Ximen Hao used this word. There has never been an opponent who could make him need to constantly remind himself, fearing that he would be lost in a moment and fall into a certain vortex.
Ximen Hao was annoyed and hated Su Ranhua, but he began to be a little afraid of facing Su Ranhua.
The only person who could make Ximen Hao hate him, want to deal with him, but also feel timid, was Su Ranhua.
Ximen Hao could only swallow up and melt the slight timidity with the coldness in his eyes and the cold heart.
He is the coldest, arrogant and most powerful king in the Qingyuan Dynasty.
"Old slave, please leave for now." After Butler Lin finished speaking, he exited the study. He saw Ximen Hao's chill in his eyes and knew that for Su Ranhua, this was not even the beginning. Wutong Residence, no cohabitation,
Although she is a princess, there is no possibility of joining hands with the prince. They are destined to fight each other until one of them falls.
"Liu'er, come with me for a walk."
In Wutong Residence, Su Ranhua, who had just had breakfast, ordered Liu Er.
"Princess?" Liu Er looked at Su Ranhua in surprise. For many days, the princess had not even left Wutong Residence. Why did she want to go out suddenly? Besides, weren't the people from the prime minister's residence coming soon?
"Let's go." Su Ranhua took the lead and walked out of the house and walked towards the small bridge over the pond.
Except for taking a look at Xiaorou's body when it was fished out of the pond, Su Ranhua never came near her again.
Standing in the bridge, Su Ranhua looked thoughtfully at the green water. The lotus flowers had long since withered, leaving only a few dying green leaves.
Xiaorou, what does your death mean?
Liu'er quickly followed, while Su Ranhua averted his gaze and continued walking towards the other side of the pond.
To be honest, Su Ranhua had no idea how big the Beiwang Mansion was or where the gate opened. She just followed the road from the wedding room to Wutong Residence and returned the same way. She didn't know that this road happened to pass through Bai Yiyi's house.
residence, and I didn’t expect to unexpectedly meet Bai Yiyi, whom I hadn’t seen for many days.
As soon as Bai Yiyi walked out of her Qifeng Pavilion, she saw Su Ranhua and Liu'er walking towards her. A trace of sinisterness flashed across the beautiful Danfeng's eyes, and her fingers couldn't help but clasp.
Ever since she ran back to Qifeng Pavilion like crazy on that rainy day, she had become seriously ill. The imperial doctor said that she had caught a cold due to being caught in the rain. She had taken a lot of medicine and had just recovered.
For this reason, Ximen Hao blamed her for not knowing how to take care of herself. After dealing with his affairs almost every day, he stayed with her, just like he had cared for her since she was a child. This is why Ximen Hao did not appear in Su Ran's house for many days.
The reason in front of the screen.
This illness made Bai Yiyi feel at ease. Although her body was uncomfortable, her heart was happy. However, when Ximen Hao left, her heart would become gloomy again. Having guarded Ximen Hao alone for more than ten years, she could not accept another woman.
Breaking into Ximen Hao's sight, and even doing the most intimate things with Ximen Hao before her.
Su Ranhua has done it, and he has to die. Only if Su Ranhua dies, Bai Yiyi will still be the only woman who is close to Ximen Hao.