The blackened marquis insists that the husband should be more valuable than the son!

The scene that appeared in front of him was really hard for Xue Mingyue to imagine.

Just like what Xie Lang said when he tempted her to come out to admire the moon, he wanted her to have a taste of his cooking skills, so he did the whole process by himself, from chopping and preparing vegetables to cooking.

Not only did they fry the spicy chicken that Xue Mingyue wanted to eat, but they also stewed the winter melon and pork ribs soup.

In addition, I also used the remaining spareribs to make a sweet and sour short ribs that are full of color, flavor and flavor.

To be honest, she had never seen this scene before.

Xue Mingyue stared blankly at Xie Lang, who was bathed in the cold moonlight. The young man's facial features were profound and handsome. No matter what he was doing, he gave people a pleasing feeling, even if he was wearing gray kitchen clothes.

Before tonight, she couldn't imagine what the other person looked like cooking.

Her mind was confused for a moment...

Xie Lang, when did you learn to cook?

After this idea came up, Xue Mingyue couldn't help but think of what happened during her previous life in exile. The conditions at that time were naturally not good. It was common to eat and sleep in the open, and it was not easy to encounter a ruined temple.

And when it comes to eating, it's even more rudimentary.

In order to save money, I ate all kinds of hard pancakes. In the beginning, I couldn’t even drink hot water because the stove was really heavy.

Xie Lang was sick, and she was a weak girl.

You can't give the stove to the escorting yamen servant, right? She was crazy to do that, but later Xie Lang needed to take medicine for a long time to prevent the condition from getting worse, so she bought a small stove, and the matching bowl alone was very heavy.

What Xue Mingyue thought at the time was that if you buy everything, you will lose money if you don't cook.

So she could also cook porridge and stew soup. Except for making medicine for Xie Lang, she basically failed at everything else, because her cooking skills only ended here.

But Xie Lang didn't show any superb cooking skills at that time.

He can barely cook a barbecue.

After all, before being exiled, one was a promising lord and the other was a daughter of the Vice-Chancellor's Mansion.

Xue Mingyue fell into silence looking at the two delicious dishes and one soup in front of her... So, was Xie Lang hiding something from her in the previous life, or was there something evil in Xie Lang's mind in this life?

"Would you like to eat bamboo tube rice with bacon or rice with red beans?"

At this time, Xie Lang suddenly asked.

Xue Mingyue said subconsciously: "I want bacon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a chuckle suddenly sounded from around him.

Xie Langfeng sat beside her calmly and said: "The rice in the bamboo tube rice is tribute rice from Jiangnan. It tastes very good, with the texture of each grain that you like best."

Xue Mingyue couldn't help but pause when she heard this.

She frowned quickly and looked up at him with strange eyes: "How do you know I like this?"

She felt even weirder inside.

Xie Lang paused for a moment, and then poured her a glass of wine without being affected. His expression did not change at all, and he smiled and said: "I like you, and I will naturally care about everything about you."

He moved calmly and spoke calmly: "Every time I see you, you always eat rice like this."

Xue Mingyue didn't quite believe it: "That's it?"

Xie Lang smiled and raised an eyebrow at her, nodded at her, and said humbly: "Otherwise, why do you think it is? Doesn't this matter show my meticulousness? I am a good husband, right?"

"..."

Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself. What does this mean to him, Xie Gong sells melons?

Xue Mingyue was silent and stared at him suspiciously for a long time.

She didn't notice any change in his expression, which was confident and magnanimous. She still asked in disbelief: "Then how did you develop your cooking skills to this level?"

She didn't realize it herself, but there was a slight tremor in her voice when she asked this question.

A trace of regret flashed through the depths of Xie Lang's black eyes, but his face remained calm: "I often went to Suzhou when I was young, and I learned this cooking skill from a cook there. My grandmother also knew about it. "

"Xi Jiang, who has been with me since childhood, they all know about it."

Seeing that he spoke frankly and confidently, Xue Mingyue dispelled most of the doubts that had arisen in her heart, and said with half-belief, "So that's it."

Xie Lang nodded without any guilt: "Yes." That's it.

It can't be said that he practiced this in his previous life.

He urged: "Eat quickly, the rice in the bamboo tube will not taste good if it gets cold."

"Oh."

Xue Mingyue lowered her apricot eyes with a faint look.

So, Xie Lang had been lying to her in his previous life? She has done so much for him, but he is not even willing to cook something delicious for her? The best thing about her at that time was her stuttering!

She sneered in her heart: Xie Jinglan has the heart of a wolf and the lungs of a dog.

As the saying goes, one's nature is hard to change. The Xie Langbao in front of him might be the same person in the future. Sure enough, he still had to make peace with him quickly.

Who knows when he will change?

...

It was a thrilling meal.

When Xue Mingyue finally stopped using his chopsticks, Xie Lang let out a long sigh of relief. Not only did he not get the compliments he imagined, but he was always faced with her dim and devouring gaze.

Xie Lang sipped a hint of bitterness.

Her expression was really easy to understand, so understanding that he could guess what she was thinking just by looking at her.

It's just that he really doesn't know how to explain it to her, and he doesn't want her to recall the unpleasant things that happened in her previous life. Those things are in the past, and recalling them will only add to the trouble.

He hoped that she could live happily and freely in this life.

Xue Mingyue didn't notice Xie Lang's complicated emotions. She just drank the spicy chicken with the rice and drank a glass of osmanthus wine. The anger in her heart seemed to gradually disappear in the rice and wine.

The fragrance of osmanthus and wine are perfectly blended.

After drinking a few more glasses, it felt like my whole body was immersed in the aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Xue Mingyue's eyes were extremely bright, her cheeks were flushed, and she was in a slightly drunken state. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at the rippled lake, and suddenly said: "Is there a boat?"

She turned to look at Xie Lang.

Xie Lang looked at her apricot eyes that seemed to contain sparkling spring colors. His heartbeat suddenly became unbalanced, and even his breathing stagnated for a moment.

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand, and when he raised it, he suddenly curled his fingertips, forcibly suppressing the impulse in his heart.

Is there a boat? Of course not.

But since she wants it, she has to have it.

The expressions on the faces of Wu Ye and others who were guarding not far away were about to break: "???"

Where can they find a boat at this time?

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In the end, Xue Mingyue got on the boat that she had longed for.

At this time, the sky was already glowing with hazy light.

No matter how good the osmanthus wine is, it is still wine. Drinking too much will still make you drunk. The alcohol gradually filled Xue Mingyue's head, and the vigilance she usually maintained when dealing with Xie Lang disappeared.

She relied on her drunkenness to make many difficult requests.

Xie Lang, Xie Lang naturally tried every means to satisfy her, especially when the guilt in his heart reached its peak at this moment, it can be said that he responded to her every request.

Even if she asked him to fish for the moon in the water, he would jump into the lake without hesitation.

But Xue Mingyue has become quiet since getting on the boat.

Just when Xie Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly came closer to him, opened her light eyes full of wine, looked straight at him, and said:

"Is it you, Xie Jinglan?"