Chapter Fifty-Fourth The Humble Road to the Palace
As soon as the sound fell, Su Ranhua turned around suddenly, stood in front of the carriage, bent down his thin body, arched his thin back, and waited for the heavy kick.
Seeing the person who had lost his self-esteem in front of him and bowed down, Ximen Hao's eyes narrowed suddenly. Although it was expected, when he actually saw this scene, something in his heart was inadvertently touched.
His fists could not help but be clenched tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.
If she really wanted to have nothing to do with him, she could not have conspired with Su Luo City to frame him, but would have tried every possible means to bring a bastard into the house and plot against him. Without a start, there would be no result.
Therefore, Ximen Hao did not believe the terms of the deal proposed by Su Ranhua at all, and did not recognize the result she wanted to break away from him.
From Ximen Hao's point of view, everything Su Ranhua did was to help Su Luo City, conspire with him, abandon himself in order to confuse him, and use whatever means necessary.
Ximen Hao's eyes on Su Ranhua became colder and colder, like a thousand-year ice cave, trying to freeze her.
With a click, Ximen Hao stepped into the carriage at an extremely fast speed, with his toes on Su Ranhua's back and heels.
As the coachman shouted, the carriage galloped away.
Su Ranhua straightened up his slightly slumped waist and stood up. His cold eyes looked at the dust left behind after the carriage passed by.
"Princess, follow quickly!" The little attendant from before ran to Su Ranhua's side and reminded him kindly. Then he followed the carriage.
Su Ranhua rubbed her stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, slightly hooked her lips, and ran away with several followers.
After Ximen Hao's carriage ran for a certain distance, it slowed down.
Su Ranhua also followed, jogging along with the carriage.
So, on the road leading from Beiwang Mansion to the Royal Palace, there was such a scene.
A simply dressed woman in pink and purple clothes chased after King Bei's carriage, running non-stop, dripping with sweat.
Fortunately, it was early in the morning and there were few people on the road, so I didn't attract any attention.
While Su Ranhua was running, he first thought of the monster-like Gu Yitian. I wonder where he had found him at this time? If he had seen him, it would have been a ridiculous situation.
Thinking of this, Su Ranhua laughed unconsciously.
Ximen Hao gently lifted up the gauze curtain of the carriage's rear window with his fingers. He happened to see Su Ranhua following behind, sweating profusely, with a smile on his face. It seemed that he had not done anything to embarrass her.
While running freely, I still remember some funny past events.
Ximen Hao's dark eyes were focused on Su Ranhua's body, and his fingers pinched the soft gauze curtain into deep wrinkles. Every special performance she made would surprise Ximen Hao and make him want to go more.
He paid a little attention, but there was another voice in his heart that kept reminding him not to fall into this unique beauty trap carefully cultivated by Suluo City.
Maybe if he took the opportunity to get rid of her at the beginning of his marriage, he wouldn't be as vigilant as he is today, but it also made Ximen Hao unable to see such a unique woman.
Su Ran's painting was like an interesting prey, attracting Ximen Hao's eyes and making him want to devour her with hatred.
After throwing down the gauze curtain to cut off his sight, Ximen Hao, who was sitting alone in the carriage, felt extremely depressed. Even the refreshing autumn wind could not dispel the depression in his heart.
Beiwangfu is not far from the imperial palace and will arrive soon.
Ximen Hao's carriage drove into the palace gate and went straight to Jinhua Garden, and Su Ranhua followed without stopping and ran outside Jinhua Garden.
Before he could take a breath, he had to pick up Ximen Hao and get off the car. Under the surprised gazes of the palace people, Su Ranhua stumbled to the front of the carriage with his hands on his waist, and he knelt down and bent over, with his head on the ground.
A dizzy feeling.
Ximen Hao stretched out a foot and brushed Su Ranhua's back. Looking at her undulating figure, he moved slightly, passed Su Ranhua's body, stepped on the ground, got off the carriage, and strode in.
Go to Jinhua Garden.
Su Ranhua stood up slowly, took a few deep breaths, calmed down, and walked in.
As soon as I walked in, I happened to meet that dandy Eunuch Chen.
At this time, due to running all the way, being soaked in sweat, and his hair being messed up by the wind and sticky, the embarrassment in Su Ran's painting formed a strong contrast with Eunuch Chen's return to the cocky style.
Things are really changing. Eunuch Chen sneered sinisterly, why King Bei treated Su Ranhua has nothing to do with him, he will always have to avenge his humiliation.
"My sons and ministers see their mother and queen."
"Slave, please see the Queen."
Ximen Hao and Su Ranhua each paid their respects to the queen.
"Hao'er, come so early, you must not have had breakfast yet? Come, have a meal with me." The queen who was having breakfast saw Ximen Hao and pulled him affectionately to her seat.
Ignoring Su Ranhua's existence, although Su Ranhua's call "servant" also made her curious.
It's okay if no one pays attention to it, just so you can take a break and have less to deal with.
Su Ranhua stood aside, took out his handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from his face. Fortunately, he had been unconscious for a long time in the hut in the woods at night and had rested. Otherwise, running all the way would have been too much for his body.
"Hao'er, why did you bring her here? If it were Yiyi, I would be very happy." The queen said without hesitation. She clearly didn't take Su Ranhua seriously and didn't care about her status as a princess.
"She?" Ximen Hao glanced at Su Ranhua and sneered disdainfully.
"Go back to the Queen." Su Ranhua adjusted her breath and explained loudly for Ximen Hao, "A slave is a personal servant who specially serves the prince, so she must follow the prince."
With a loud voice and a decent smile, "personal slave" is just a profession for her. There is no distinction between high and low professions. What makes her inferior is not her status, but the inferiority caused by her status.
Su Ranhua will not feel inferior because she has become a slave, so she does not have the humility that other slaves have.
After hearing Su Ranhua's explanation, the queen frowned, and Danfeng's eyes revealed suppressed anger.
What made her angry was not Su Ranhua's words, but her demeanor. Although she was a slave, she didn't look like a slave at all, but more like a master with an upright waist.
"Waiting outside." Ximen Hao glanced at Su Ranhua and said in a deep voice.
As the daughter-in-law of the royal family, Su Ranhua became an outsider in front of the Queen's mother-in-law and the North King's husband and her son, disturbing their enjoyment of eating together.
"Yes." After listening to Ximen Hao's words, Su Ranhua imitated the appearance of those maids, got lucky, turned around and strode outside.
"Look, what kind of attitude does she have!" The Queen's dissatisfied voice came out later, "If it were me, I wouldn't even let her do this as a slave. You have to train me well."