Li Sang looked at Li Ruo's son, and felt his headache getting worse.
He glared at Li Ruo hatefully. "Get out of here!"
"Go back and tell your mother to come over at a time and finalize your marriage as soon as possible."
At this point, in order not to arouse Prince Rui's suspicion, this is the only way.
It's so painful for Ling'er that she married such a bastard.
Fortunately, she wouldn't dare to be too presumptuous in the future with him watching.
"Thank you uncle!"
Li Ruo is not happy that she can get married to Huang Ling. She is happy that since her uncle has agreed to their marriage, it means that he will protect her.
Compared to her hypocrisy, Huang Ling was really happy and hugged her arm with excitement. "Cousin, my father nodded, and we can finally be together."
Li Ruo looked at the beautiful little cousin, his heart was filled with emotion, and his voice was so gentle that it could drip water. "Ling'er, cousin will definitely be good to you in the future."
"Well, I believe you."
Huang Ling doesn't understand at all. People like Li Ruo will only be interested in someone for three minutes if they like him.
No matter how good-looking the skin is, when she gets tired of playing with it, she will throw it away.
Li Sang was very annoyed by the noise and drove them away angrily. "One or two, don't bother me here, go and call your imperial sister over."
"I'll go now."
Huang Ling hurriedly pulled Li Ruo out of the Phoenix Palace.
At this time, Su Qiao had returned to the palace and went to the mansion next door through the side door.
Seeing her, Ye Lihan, who was painting in the study, put down the brush in his hand somewhat unexpectedly. "Why are you back so soon?"
Don't those literati and poetry gatherings usually last for one day?
It's only been less than half a day.
"I stayed there for a while and then came back when I felt bored."
"What are you doing? Drawing?" Su Qiao looked at the desk.
Ye Lihan seemed to remember something, and quickly laid a piece of white paper on Xuan Paper, which was only half drawn. "I'm bored, just draw whatever I want."
"Your paper quality is too bad. Are you short of money?"
Su Qiao stretched out his hand to touch the paper. Ye Lihan pulled it over, rolled it up randomly, and inserted it into the painting tube.
"Who is not short of money? Except you Prince Rui."
Su Qiao is a little curious.
"What are you drawing?"
"It's so secretive that I can't see it?"
Ye Lihan put away the pen and ink and said calmly Underground Passage: "I drew it casually. I only drew a small part. There is nothing interesting."
"Oh." Su Qiao glanced at the painting tube and did not ask any more questions.
Ye Lihan glanced out the window. "Let's go for a walk outside!"
"Okay."
Are you afraid that she will read it?
Su Qiao is even more curious about the unfinished painting.
However, she did not force it, but nodded and followed him out of the study.
[Host, are you curious about what he drew?]
Ben Tongzi has been whetted so many times, is it his turn this time?
The result...
Su Qiao was very calm. "Not at all."
444: "..." Why is it so difficult to take revenge?
After a while, it couldn't help but say it.
[Let me tell you, what he drew is a profile of a person, and he is holding Bow and Arrow in his hand. Do you know who it is?]
"Do you even need to say this?"
"It's so secretive, it's not me, it's me."
Su Qiao fan's confidence.
444 curled his lips.
So thick-skinned.
[You are a little bit too naughty. Maybe the drawing is a confidential city defense layout?]
"Can he draw layout plans in broad daylight?"
"And I still have some confidence."
Covering yourself whenever you see yourself obviously has something to do with you.