When Xia Yihan came to Youxiang's Mansion, she was told that Hu Ling'er and Qi Huanyan were painting in the garden.
Although he was wondering why Qi Huanyan suddenly appeared here, he still looked for it, but stopped when he saw the scene in front of him.
In the garden, there are green trees, red maples, and fallen leaves.
Under the red maple tree, Qi Huanyan, who was wearing a bright yellow skirt, was sitting on a chair, leaning on the back of the chair with her right hand, supporting her chin with one hand, and looking ahead with a smile.
In front of her, Hu Ling'er, dressed in red, was standing there. There was a strange shelf in front of her, with drawing paper spread on it, and she was painting stroke by stroke, carefully.
A red maple leaf rotated down and landed quietly on Hu Ling'er's hair, as if she was wearing a hair accessory. It matched perfectly.
It was such a quiet and peaceful scene that Xia Yihan couldn't bear to disturb it.
He slowed down his steps, walked forward step by step, and then stopped a few steps away from Hu Ling'er. Looking over from here, he could clearly see the content of her painting.
Qi Huanyan, who was facing Hu Ling'er, had already noticed Xia Yihan behind her. Her eyes widened and she was about to speak, but she saw Xia Yihan making a "shh" gesture to her and quickly fell silent.
In fact, with Hu Ling'er's alertness, how could she not notice someone behind her? But she felt the familiarity, so she pretended not to notice it, and her movements did not stop.
On the drawing paper, the overall outline of the characters and background has been outlined, and the details are already being drawn.
Hu Ling'er squinted her eyes, looked at Qi Huanyan who was sitting upright, and then drew a few strokes on the paper. She kept repeating the movements, and the characters on the paper became more and more vivid and vivid.
Xia Yihan had seen her paintings, but had never seen with her own eyes how she painted them.
Seeing Qi Huanyan on the paper gradually taking shape, his eyes slowly shifted to the side of Hu Ling'er's face.
Her face is so serious, so focused, so beautiful...
Xia Yihan likes her smile, but she also likes her seriousness and neatness when doing things. Hu Ling'er like that has a special attraction, just like her at this moment.
For a moment, Xia Yihan's eyes no longer include Qi Huanyan, Xiao Miao next to Hu Ling'er, and nothing else... In his eyes, there is only Hu Ling'er's perfect profile face, her slender fingertips holding the paintbrush, she flutters in the wind
The long hair, and the red dress that is more dazzling than the maple leaves.
"Okay." In his daze, Hu Ling'er's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Xia Yihan suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes returned to the drawing paper. The next second, his eyes widened, filled with wonder.
Before he could speak, Qi Huanyan over there had already swooped over like a swallow, "Let me see, let me see."
When Qi Huanyan saw herself lifelike on the drawing paper, her eyes almost popped out of her head. After a while, she shouted: "Wow, is this me? Is this really me? Am I so beautiful?"
Hu Ling'er looked at her dancing and just smiled, while Xiao Miao on the side said: "Princess, this is exactly the same as you. If you don't believe it, go get a mirror and take a look."
"No need to take pictures, no need to take pictures, I am so satisfied. Sister-in-law, you are really amazing." Qi Huanyan cheered and moved closer to Hu Ling'er, trying to hug her.
Only when she stretched out her hand halfway, Hu Ling'er was hugged first, and a nervous voice suddenly sounded: "Yan'er, don't be so rash."
Qi Huanyan pursed her lips, glared at Xia Yihan dissatisfied, and returned her eyes to the painting, admiring it admiringly.
Hu Ling'er, who was hugged by Xia Yihan, felt uncomfortable all over, but because Qi Huanyan was there, she had no choice but to give Xia Yihan face and did not break away.
But even so, she didn't even raise her head, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "What are you doing here again?"
"Of course I'm here to see you, Madam." Xia Yihan said loudly without any scruples. Seeing that Hu Ling'er's face became even worse, she quickly added: "Of course, I'm here to send you a greeting for the Queen Mother."
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"Queen Mother?" Hu Ling'er finally reacted and looked up at Xia Yihan with suspicion in her eyes.
Xia Yihan was very satisfied with her actions. He looked at her with a smile and said, "Yes, I went to see the Queen Mother this morning. The Queen Mother said she missed you and asked me to say hello to you on her behalf."
Hu Ling'er squinted her eyes, thought for a moment and said, "Why are you looking for the Queen Mother?"
Xia Yihan smiled, and when she was thinking about how to answer, she heard Qi Huanyan say: "Brother Han, it turns out that you went to see your mother this morning."
Xia Yihan was too lazy to pay attention to Qi Huanyan. He just grabbed Hu Ling'er's hand and said, "I have something to say to you alone."
But Hu Ling'er didn't show any dignity at all, and just said calmly: "I still want to accompany Yan'er to the garden. If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it another day. You're so busy, so you'd better go back first."
With that said, she broke away from Xia Yihan's hand, then pulled Qi Huanyan, who looked stunned, and said enthusiastically: "Yan'er, let this painting dry here for a while, and I'll take you to the pavilion over there to have a look."
Qi Huanyan looked at Xia Yihan who looked annoyed and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, she responded: "Okay, let's go then."
She could see that Hu Ling'er must be having trouble with Xia Yihan because of Sang Rong's matter, that's why she was so cold.
Although she didn't believe that Xia Yihan would really marry Sang Rong, he had done something wrong by leaving Sang Rong in Prince Han's palace, so she couldn't help him.
Seeing that Hu Ling'er and Qi Huanyan were already walking forward, Xiao Miao adjusted her things and wanted to follow, but as soon as her feet moved, Xia Yihan suddenly said: "Where is Jian Xinan?"
Since he came in, he has not seen Jian Xinan.
Xiaomiao paused, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Jian was gone after the princess came. He must have gone out."
Jian Xinan had a bad relationship with the princess, and Xiaomiao also knew about it.
Xia Yihan only thought it was this reason, so she didn't ask any more questions, and then said: "The king has gone back to his mansion first. You can talk to your lady."
"My slave, I understand." Xiaomiao lowered her head in response, but when she raised her head again, she only saw Xia Yihan's leaving back. Looking at that back, she felt a bit lonely and lonely in her eyes.
At this time, Jian Xinan, who had just been mentioned by Xia Yihan, appeared outside the wall of Prince Han's palace.
He jumped directly from the courtyard wall of Prince Han's Mansion, and then quietly walked towards Hu Ling'er's room.
In the room, Sang Rong had already left. Jian Xinan checked for a while to make sure there was no trace of Sang Rong inside, and then left the room.
After leaving Hu Ling'er's room, he went to the guest room where Sang Rong lived. A maid was guarding the door.
Jian Xinan hid in the doorway, with a slight smile on her lips. She flipped her wrist and quietly shot a silver needle into the maid's neck.
The little maid didn't even know what happened. She closed her eyes and fell to the ground.
Before she fell to the ground, Jian Xinan quickly stepped forward to support her body, pulled her into the room, and then sat her on the ground, murmuring: "I'm sorry, you are right here."
Let’s take a short rest.”
After finishing speaking, Jian Xinan walked towards the inner room. When he reached the door, he was not as careful as when he was outside. He raised his hand and pushed the door open.
Inside the house, Sang Rong was sitting in front of the dressing table looking at himself in the mirror. When he heard the sound of opening the door and looked back, he realized that the person who came was Jian Xinan, and the sadness and anger he felt just now burst out.
She casually grabbed a hairpin on the dressing table, stood up and rushed towards Jian Xinan at the door: "Jian Xinan, I'm going to kill you!"
At this time, Sang Rong had no internal strength. In Jian Xinan's eyes, she was just like an ordinary woman who had no strength to restrain a chicken. She only dodged slightly to avoid her attack.
But Sang Rong, whose eyes were red with anger, seemed not to realize the disparity between the two. He once again stabbed Jian Xinan who was hiding at the side, shouting: "Jian Xinan, you ruined this."
If you kill me, I want you to die badly."
This time, Jian Xinan did not avoid it anymore. Seeing the hairpin in Sang Rong's hand stabbing towards his stunning face, he stretched out his hand and easily grabbed her wrist.
With a "clang" sound, the hairpin in Sang Rong's hand fell to the ground. She struggled a little, but failed to break free from Jian Xinan's hand. She could only glare and said: "Jian Xinan, kill me if you dare."
Jian Xinan just smiled faintly and said slowly: "How can I kill you? I will not violate the rules of the sect." After a pause, Jian Xinan's eyes became more unruly:
"But what you did just now really violated the master's rules. Aren't you afraid that your master will scold you in your dream?"
"You hurt me like this, and you even told me the rules of the school, Jian Xinan, you deserve to die!" Sang Rong stared straight at Jian Xinan, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn him out.
But Jian Xinan still smiled lightly, narrowed her eyes slightly and said: "You should be the one who deserves to die. Do you believe it or not? If it weren't for your master's sake, hundreds of your lives would have been lost."
No more."
He was obviously smiling, but the coldness in his eyes made Sang Rong shudder.
Sang Rong was slightly startled, knowing that this Jian Xinan was also an extremely dangerous person.
Although the two officially met because of Hu Ling'er, they had been fighting each other long before that.
The magic doctor poisons, the holy doctor detoxifies.
Both her master and she have always been defeated by them.
Their master eventually went to hell together, but left them to continue fighting. She had sworn more than once that one day, she would develop a poison that the holy doctors could not cure.
Because she wanted to give herself and her master a break.
But now, she was once again defeated at the hands of Jian Xinan. She was disfigured by him and lost all her martial arts skills. How could she not hate her?
"Hahaha!!" Sang Rong suddenly laughed, laughing so loudly that his face was ferocious.
After laughing enough, she looked at Jian Xinan mockingly and said with disdain: "Jian Xinan, in fact, you are just like me, you are just a pathetic person. You are venting your anger for Hu Ling'er here and complaining about her injustice, but in the end,
You still can't get her. You can only watch her nestled in other people's arms, lying under other people's bodies, and even pregnant with other people's children. No, if you think about it carefully, you are even more pitiful than me.
Hahaha...uh."
Sang Rong's laughter stopped suddenly because Jian Xinan's hand pinched her throat.
The smile on his face has disappeared, and the coldness in his slightly narrowed eyes is thick, with a hint of murderous intent, "Sang Rong, you'd better not say anything insulting to Ling'er again, otherwise you will definitely regret it."
Jian Xinan's attack was not gentle, and Sang Rong felt as if the air in her chest was being squeezed out, but she still smiled and said without fear of death: "Jian Xinan... It seems that we are in love with each other.
Maybe you're in deeper than me."
"Really?" Jian Xinan curled her lips coldly, the coldness in her eyes getting stronger, "But what if I don't want to be compared with you?"
As she spoke, Jian Xinan's hands tightened, Sang Rong's face instantly turned pale, even his lips turned purple, and he could no longer speak.
It was only when Sang Rong was about to roll his eyes that he could only breathe out but not in, Jian Xinan let go of his hand.
"Cough cough!!" Sang Rong's feet went weak and he slipped on the ground. Then he coughed violently. It took him a long time to finally catch his breath.
Looking up at Jian Xinan, Sang Rong finally had a hint of fear in her eyes. At that moment, she really felt the killing intent of Jian Xinan's men.
Jian Xinan looked down at Sang Rong and said coldly: "If you have bad intentions for Ling'er again in the future, or make some small moves between her and Xia Yihan, I will never let you go."
After saying that, Jian Xinan turned around and left, but when he walked to the door, Sang Rong's voice came from behind: "Jian Xinan, actually you are really stupid. Maybe you feel that the person you love is not
If you love you, you will feel satisfied as long as you see her happy. This is indeed great, but at the same time it is also the most cowardly sign. Since you love her and you want her to be happy, you must strive for it.
Take it, and then personally create happiness for her. Only this kind of love is the most real and realistic, and this kind of happiness is what you can control. If the love between her and Xia Yihan is strong enough, how can I destroy it?
.So the fact that they are so nervous now proves that there is a problem between the two of them. You should know this better than me."
Sang Rong said so much, but Jian Xinan just paused for a moment, and then quickly left her room.
It wasn't until she walked out of the courtyard that Jian Xinan's steps slowed down, and the look on her face became serious.
What Sang Rong said just now actually makes sense.
Sometimes great love is not necessarily correct. He loved Hu Ling'er, but he never really confessed to her.
Just because he knows that her heart is with Xia Yihan, he respects her and doesn't want to cause her trouble.
Just as Sang Rong said, he wanted to stay by her side like this, and as long as he saw her happy, he would be satisfied.
However, his forbearance and retreat did not achieve the results he expected.
There were constant problems between her and Xia Yihan. Although Sang Rong was mostly responsible for it, there was definitely something wrong with their minds.
Xia Yihan's indecisiveness directly led to Hu Ling'er's lack of trust in him, and the two of them had only been together for ten days, making her unable to stop doubting her sincerity.
The authorities are obsessed with it, but Jian Xinan actually knows that Hu Ling'er truly loves Xia Yihan, and Xia Yihan's love for Hu Ling'er is unquestionable.
However, he has decided that he will not help them anymore, and he will be selfish again.
If Xia Yihan cannot handle the matter well this time, it will only prove that he is not capable enough, then he is not worthy of Hu Ling'er at all, and he cannot give her the happiness she wants.
When the time comes, he will take her away without hesitation. Even if she can't accept him yet and she is still pregnant with Xia Yihan's child, he will take her away and do his best to give her happiness.
"Jian Xinan, why are you here?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted Jian Xinan's thoughts. He looked up and saw Xia Yihan looking at him not far away.
The wind passed by without leaving a trace, and the leaves fell silently.
Two figures, one purple and one white, stood straight on the stone path, with two equally stunning faces, two pairs of equally beautiful eyes, and even the coldness in their eyes were so similar.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the temperature in Prince Han's mansion seemed to have dropped several degrees in an instant.
I don't know how long it took, but Jian Xinan's lips curled up and the smile returned to his face. He narrowed his eyes and said casually: "I'm just here to warn someone. Don't think that just because the rightful owner is not here, you can treat yourself as Han Han."
The mistress of the palace."
After listening to Jian Xinan's words, Xia Yihan looked towards the courtyard gate not far away. Jian Xinan clearly came out from there, so the person he mentioned was Sang Rong?
Xia Yihan's eyes darkened and asked: "What did Sang Rong do?"
"Haha..." Jian Xinan smiled softly, with sarcasm on her face, "You ask me what your upcoming concubine did in your Prince Han's palace? Prince Han, don't you think this question is funny?"
Seeing that Jian Xinan refused to say anything, Xia Yihan didn't ask any more questions and actually passed him directly and strode towards Sang Rong's room.
It will definitely not be easy for Jian Xinan to come here in person.
Looking back at Xia Yihan's back, Jian Xinan sighed silently, then jumped out of the wall of Prince Han's Mansion.
When Xia Yihan entered Sang Rong's room, he saw the little maid serving Sang Rong getting up from the door of the outer room, touching her neck and muttering: "How could I sleep here?"
When Jian Xinan just went out, she easily pulled out the silver needle that had sealed her sleeping hole.
The little maid was still in a daze when she saw Xia Yihan pushing open the door and walking in. She was frightened and quickly lowered her head and said: "Your Majesty, slave... I'm not lazy, slave..."
But before she finished speaking, Xia Yihan waved her hand and said, "You go down first."
"Yes." When the little maid, who was pale with fright, heard this, she quickly walked out and closed the door. But when she got outside, she was still depressed about why she was lying on the ground before, and her neck seemed to be tingling.
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Xia Yihan pushed open the door to the inner room and walked in, only to see Sang Rong sitting blankly at the table thinking about something, not even reacting when he came in.
After pausing at the door, Xia Yihan finally said, "Rong'er?"
Hearing Xia Yihan's voice, Sang Rong turned back and looked at him.
When she looked up, Xia Yihan saw the red and purple mark left on her neck.
Narrowing his eyes, Xia Yihan strode forward and said coldly: "Is this what Jian Xinan pinched?"
Just asking this question made Sang Rong burst into tears. She threw herself directly into Xia Yihan's arms and cried, "Yes, senior brother, Jian Xinan almost killed me."
Xia Yihan stiffened and gently pushed Sang Rong away, "Why did he do this?"
Xia Yihan also knew the rules between the magic doctor and the holy doctor, so he knew that Jian Xinan would never come to Sang Rong for no reason, let alone be so angry that he wanted to kill her.
Because looking at the mark on her neck, Jian Xinan obviously had murderous intentions at that time.
Sang Rong lowered his head and sobbed: "He said it was me who caused the princess to leave Prince Han's Mansion, and it was me who ruined the relationship between you and her. Senior brother, I really didn't mean it, I..."
"There must be other reasons?" Before she could finish speaking, Xia Yihan interrupted Sang Rong and looked at her with a hint of impatience in her eyes.
Sang Rong paused and said with a resentful expression: "Brother, are you doubting me?"
"I'm not doubting you, I just want you to think about it." Xia Yihan pushed her away, then slowly turned around and walked to the window, and suddenly said: "Huan Yan was here this morning, right?"
Xia Yihan's alienation made Sang Rong feel desperate.
Looking at his back, the tears in Sang Rong's eyes stopped, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly as he said, "Yes."
"Then did you say something to her?" Xia Yihan continued without turning around.
Qi Huanyan had been to Prince Han's Mansion. The guard told him when he just entered. And Jian Xinan only left the Prime Minister's Mansion after Qi Huanyan arrived. So it is very likely that he heard something about Sang Rong from her.
That's why he came to warn her and almost killed her.
Sang Rong touched her neck, which was still aching. She almost died at the hands of Jian Xinan, but he didn't even say a word of concern, he just kept asking her questions.
Is this man really worth her paying so much for him?
Sang Rong felt that she was really tragic and pitiful. She sneered and said to Xia Yihan's back: "Yes, I told her a lot. I said you were going to marry me as your concubine soon. I said I
I should be a real couple with you, I also said
Hu Ling'er was the third person who penetrated us. By the way, when Qi Huanyan saw me, I was in your and Hu Ling'er's room, lying on your bed. Then I told her by the way, that's where I slept last night.