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

Immediately afterwards, a slender hand with distinct joints lifted the bed curtain.

Xue Mingyue's hair trembled.

She had no idea when Xie Jinglan came, how long he had been watching and listening outside.

She subconsciously lifted the pillow and knocked it against the hand, saying, "Don't touch it! I haven't changed my clothes yet, so get out quickly!"

Xie Lang's hand stretched out in the air paused for a moment, with a look of helplessness on his face, and he shook his head in a funny way: "I came here to invite you to have a meal with good intentions, but you treat me like this. I don't know, I thought you were hiding something." Where are people’s things?”

"..."

Xue Mingyue rolled her eyes on the bed.

If she really wanted to hide something shameful, he would have discovered it long ago when she secretly brought the thing into the Marquis' Mansion, and how could she have brought it into the house.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, hurry up and pack up and let's go have dinner with grandma."

Seeing that he really had no intention of reaching out to lift the bed curtains, Xue Mingyue put down the pillow, straightened her hair that was a little messy from sleeping, cleared her throat and said, "Liu Yun, change my clothes for me."

The words came out, but no movement was heard outside.

Xue Mingyue was wondering when her eyes suddenly lit up, and some damp water vapor rushed towards her face. Xie Lang's handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. She opened her eyes wide in shock, and her amber pupils were slightly shrink.

"There's no need for a maid, I'll help you get dressed."

Xie Lang opened the bed curtain and looked at her with a smile.

Xue Mingyue: "..."

Xue Mingyue's breath suffocated, and she couldn't bear it, picked up the pillow and threw it at his face.

·

In one day, she had been frightened three times.

Xue Mingyue, who was walking on the corridor, pursed her lips tightly, and her delicate and beautiful eyebrows were full of depression. She walked quickly forward with a hand warmer, trying to use this method to keep herself away from the people behind her.

As everyone knows, in Xie Lang's eyes, even her angry back is cute.

Xie Lang rarely changed out of his mysterious clothes and wore a white coat and a half-sleeved green shirt. From his shoulders to his girdle, gold threads were used to outline auspicious cloud patterns. He took off his golden crown and wore a hairpin on his trendy black hair. He picked it up casually.

There was a faint smile on his lips.

He followed Xue Mingyue step by step, and when he had admired her back enough, he walked up to her in three steps and two steps at a time, tilted his head and asked with a smile: "Are you really angry?"

"I was the one who got beaten and I wasn't angry. Why are you the one who hit others angry?"

Xue Mingyue was silent and felt her fists harden.

He speeded up again to distance himself from him, but he easily caught up with him again in the next moment.

The two of them kept walking in such a strange way, forcibly walking a distance that originally took about two quarters of an hour into a quarter of an hour. Liuyun Liuxing and others following behind looked at this scene in confusion, not knowing why.

When she finally reached Wangxi Courtyard, Xue Mingyue found that she was sweating all over.

Before the meal was finished, I took my post-dinner walk.

Xie Lang also bent down seriously, looked at the thin beads of sweat on her forehead, smiled and said: "It seems that your boxing practice is of no use during this period, why don't you just come and learn the sword from me?" How about the law?"

Xue Mingyue's clear and angry almond eyes stared at him.

He turned his head and was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat. The next moment, a blue handkerchief appeared in front of his eyes. Xie Lang's smiling voice sounded again: "Okay, if you don't want to, forget it. Seeing how you left. Sweating all over my head.”

He wiped the sweat very gently.

After wiping her forehead, she wiped it down her temples, and finally landed on the tip of her nose, pausing slightly.

Their eyes met instantly.

Those dark eyes reflected indescribable tenderness.

Xue Mingyue was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she turned her head awkwardly, tightened her fists in her sleeves, and said angrily: "Why do I walk so sweaty? Don't you still know, Lord Marquis?"

Xie Lang put away the veil calmly, and when he heard this, he let out a vague laugh from his throat.

He admitted his mistake in a familiar manner: "Yes, I didn't care about your physical condition. When you ignored me, I became anxious. This made you even more angry and didn't want to talk to me. You walked very fast just to have dinner with your grandmother." .”

Xue Mingyue: "..."

Before she could speak, she suddenly heard a cough from the front.

Looking up, he saw Grandma Wang standing in front of her leisurely.

Grandma Wang suppressed a smile and said: "Master Marquis, madam, the old lady has been waiting for a long time. Now that you two have arrived, you'd better not flirt in front of the door and go inside to have a meal with the old lady."

Xue Mingyue opened her mouth and subconsciously wanted to explain: "No..."

Listen to my quibbles, ah, no, listen to my explanation, she really wasn't flirting with him!

This is obviously Xie Lang acting unilaterally!

Xie Lang put his hand gently on her shoulder, pulled her into his arms weakly, nodded with a smile and said hello: "Keep grandma waiting, we'll go in now." With that, he held her in his arms. Come in.

Grandma Wang's smile suddenly turned into a flower.

Xue Mingyue's face turned dark. Seeing that she couldn't explain clearly, she simply put the blame on Xie Lang again. Gritting her teeth secretly, she reached out and pinched the soft flesh of his waist hard under the cover of the cloak.

The smile on Xie Lang's face suddenly paused.

He lowered his head and looked at her brows raised with a happy and successful smile. Then he swallowed all the words on his lips and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "It's a good squeeze. I like it."

Xue Mingyue: "..."

Princess Cen, who had been sitting at the table early, frowned slightly when she saw this.

In this way, can the two of them really reconcile?

When they arrived at the table, the two of them stopped messing around. Xue Mingyue broke away from Xie Lang's hand and saluted, quickly stepped forward and sat to the left of Princess Cen. Generally speaking, other people should sit at this time. to the right.

It is appropriate to sit with the old man on one side and one on the right.

Xue Mingyue just breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Xie Lang smiled at her and sat beside her calmly.

He turned around and told his servants to bring the food.

"Grandma, the messenger from the grassland has arrived in Beijing today. My grandson may be busy with this matter in the next few days. Mingyue has been obsessed with medicine recently, so I have to ask my grandmother to take care of the affairs in the house."

Xie Lang had the foresight to stir up other topics first.

Princess Cen nodded, and suddenly asked as if she remembered something, "Where is Butler Zhang?"

"He was not doing things well and was sent away by his grandson a few days ago."

When Xue Mingyue heard the familiar name, she couldn't help but turn her head and look at him.

"Having trouble doing things? He is also an old man in the mansion..."

Princess Cen frowned, and seemed to understand something after meeting his indifferent eyes, her eyes complex.

The last person he sent away because he was not doing well was Doctor Zhao.

He didn't even want to find a new reason.

She sighed in her heart, acting more and more her own way.

That's good, if he has a bigger idea, she can really trust him to hand over the Dingyuan Army.