Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Li Sang looked at Li Ruo's son with a heart full of eyes, only to feel that the headache was even worse.

He glared at Li Ruo angrily: "Get up!"

"Go back and tell your mother, pick a time to come over, and decide your marriage as soon as possible."

Up to now, in order not to arouse King Rui's suspicion, this is the only way to do it.

It's only Ling'er who suffers for marrying such a bastard.

Fortunately, with him watching in the future, she wouldn't dare to be too presumptuous.

"Thank you uncle!"

Li Ruo was happy not because she could marry Huang Ling, but because her uncle had agreed to their marriage, it meant that he would protect himself.

Compared with her hypocrisy, Huang Ling was really happy, and hugged her arm in excitement: "Cousin, Father nodded, we can finally be together."

Li Ruo looked at the beautiful little cousin, her heart swayed, and her voice was so gentle that she could drip water: "Ling'er, cousin will definitely treat you well in the future."

"Well, I believe you."

Huang Ling didn't understand at all, that a person like Li Ruo who likes a person will only have three minutes of enthusiasm.

No matter how beautiful the skin is, when she gets tired of playing, she will abandon it like a cover.

Li Sang was annoyed by the quarrel, and rushed out angrily: "One or two, don't get in the way of me here, go and call your imperial sister over for me."

"I'll go now."

Huang Ling hurriedly pulled Li Ruo out of Fengxiang 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 unexpectedly: "Why did you come back so soon?"

Don't those literati poetry meetings usually last for a day or a day?

It's only half a day.

"Stayed for a while, then came back when I got bored."

"What are you doing? Painting?" Su Qiao looked at the desk.

Ye Lihan seemed to remember something, and hurriedly spread a piece of white paper on the half-painted rice paper: "It's boring, just paint."

"Your paper quality is too bad, you are short of money?"

Su Qiao reached out and wanted to touch the paper, but Ye Lihan pulled it over, rolled a few randomly, and inserted it into the painting tube.

"Who has no shortage of silver? Except for you, King Rui."

Su Qiao was a little curious.

"Draw what?"

"Secretly, I can't see it?"

Ye Lihan put away the brush and ink, and said calmly, "I just drew it casually, and I only drew a small part of it, so it's nothing to see."

"Oh." Su Qiao glanced at the painting tube and didn't ask any further.

Ye Lihan glanced out the window: "Let's go outside for a walk!"

"Row."

Is this because she is afraid of looking at it?

Su Qiao was even more curious about the unfinished painting.

However, she didn't force it, she nodded and went out of the study with him.

[Host, are you curious about what he painted? 】

Ben Tongzi has been hooked so many times, this time it's his turn, right?

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 on its own.

[Let me tell you, he painted a profile of a person with a bow and arrow in his hand, do you know who it is? 】

"Is that what you need to say?"

"It's not me, it's me, who is so secretive."

Su Qiao fans are confident.

444 pouted.

Really thick skin.

[You are a bit too stinky, maybe they drew a secret city defense layout? 】

"Will he draw the layout diagram in broad daylight?"

"And that confidence is still there."

As soon as you see yourself, you cover it up, obviously it has something to do with yourself.