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

Xie Lang's behavior is indeed scary.

Who made him confiscate his home, arrest people, send him to prison, and behead his head... After this series of processes, who would still be able to see him and not be afraid?

But after the initial fear passed, the people slowly came to their senses.

Is Xie Lang fierce? Fierce.

But who were all those Xie Lang arrested? Corrupt and bad officials.

Ever since Xie Lang became notorious, almost none of the people he arrested were innocent. They were all officials who had violated various laws. Especially when they ransacked the Tang family, millions of taels of silver were copied, which was directly transferred to the Shanxi disaster relief silver. Something came out.

These people don't have many evil deeds, but they are definitely not good people.

And it has nothing to do with the common people, so for them, no matter how cruel Xie Lang is and how many officials he arrests, it will not have an impact on them... It should be said that it has an impact and makes them live a better life.

In this way, they naturally hope that Xie Lang will arrest more bad officials.

Thinking of this, Xue Mingyue paused slightly. The people kept talking about Xie Lang's performance, but they did not notice at all that behind the Jinwu Guard was actually Emperor Jingping. Logically speaking, His Majesty should be praised for his wisdom at this time.

She pondered for a moment and figured it out for a long time, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The premise of Xie Lang's arrest was that the second prince secretly sent assassins to kidnap his wife, but Emperor Jingping wanted to hide this matter.

Xie Lang didn't want to, so he ignored their obstruction, and then there was a large-scale arrest.

Needless to say, Emperor Jingping didn't get any credit for his achievements. Instead, he lost a prince and many ministers one after another. In the end, Xie Lang got all the benefits by himself.

Xue Mingyue was happy for a long time, then sat up and took a piece of water chestnut cake from the table.

The chef's skills at the Hou Mansion are good, but compared to the ones made by the teacher himself, they are still a bit inferior, and the taste is not the same.

Liu Xing blinked and looked at her half-understanding.

Suddenly, Xue Mingyue felt her throat felt inexplicably itchy, and then she coughed unexpectedly. Liu Xing was startled, and she finally stopped when she coughed until her face turned slightly red. Liu Yun quickly handed the water to her mouth, Couldn't help but said:

"Miss, you've been coughing for the past two days. You should eat less cakes."

Xue Mingyue felt her throat felt better after drinking water.

He didn't hear what she said at all.

She had just eaten half a piece, and she had restrained herself from eating less. Normally she could have eaten a whole plate.

Liu Xing hurriedly said: "The stewed pears in the kitchen should be ready soon. I'm going to hurry up. It's a pity that it's winter now. I searched all over the capital and couldn't find much. It would be better if it was spring now. .”

"There is such a big pear orchard outside the city. Miss, I will definitely not worry about not having pears to eat."

"By the way, miss, I heard that loquat dew is also very effective in treating coughs. How about we buy some outside?"

Since she had a cough, she didn't feel better after taking medicine for two days.

So I basically found all the cough medicines I could find, including loquat dew, but they had no effect.

Xue Mingyue coughed again, her voice a little hoarse, and said humorously: "My medicine was prescribed by the teacher. It is mainly warming and tonic. It will take effect if I drink it a few more times. There is no need to rush like this."

Liu Yun pursed his lips, raised his head and glared at Liu Xing.

"It seems to me that you just want to go out to play outside the city. Ever since that pear orchard became famous, you have to coax the young lady to go there every year when the pear trees bloom."

"But the pear blossoms are very beautiful, and the young lady likes them too." Liu Xing said unconvinced.

"Last year you insisted on asking the young lady to go to the pear garden to see the flowers. The weather was still cold at that time. As a result, the young lady fell ill after returning home that day. She lay in bed for half a month before she recovered."

"Then, the flowering period of pear blossoms only lasts for a few days."

Xue Mingyue listened to the two bickering and took another sip of hot water in a good mood, her eyebrows curled up.

The sound of pear blossoms came into her ears one after another. She was enjoying herself and suddenly remembered something, and her expression changed slightly... She remembered that in her dream, the portrait of her taken out by the Regent Xie Jinglan seemed to have pear blossoms in the background.

She didn't understand it at the time because she had never found anyone to paint a portrait under a pear tree.

This time, it seemed that something suddenly opened.

She suddenly remembered!

Xue Mingyue's pupils shrank slightly, and she straightened up suddenly. The cup of hot water in her hand was knocked over. The hot water soaked the hem of her clothes, but she didn't notice it at all.

Yes, she has been to the pear garden outside the city!

The pear garden outside the city has only become famous in the past few years. The flowering season of the pear trees is in spring. Because the large pear blossoms are particularly gorgeous and beautiful, it has become a must-visit place for everyone during spring outings.

She has only been to the pear garden a handful of times.

She had been there twice before marrying into the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, and once after she was married. If she had not been reborn, it would have been in the spring of next year when she was invited by the second prince to enjoy the flowers in the pear garden.

...Then the portrait in Xie Lang's hand, when was she painted?

How could he treasure a portrait from so long ago?

She and Xie Jinglan had never met before that time. It was not a one-sided meeting, and they were not even acquaintances. She could guarantee that, so where did the painting in Xie Jinglan's hand come from?

Xue Mingyue curled up her fingers, and her mind suddenly became a mess.

No, that's not right!

She shook her head vigorously. What she should be sure of now was whether he actually had the painting in his hand.

Dreams cannot be viewed as reality, and the two cannot be confused.

Xue Mingyue took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and fluttered her eyelashes. After a while, she opened her eyes again. The emotion on her face had calmed down, and she walked calmly towards Xie Lang's study.

Liu Yun and Liu Xing looked at each other and followed them silently.

When she walked to the study, Xue Mingyue was still thinking about what she had seen in her dream. Logically speaking, the relevant memories would gradually fade away after waking up from the dream, but instead of forgetting, she remembered it very clearly.

Especially since she had dreamed about it more than once.

Xie Jinglan's study in the dream was no different from the one now.

Xue Mingyue pushed open the door of the study room, glanced around, then walked to the bookshelf against the wall with purpose, and opened a hidden compartment with a few operations. Her eyes suddenly widened when she saw the scroll inside.

...It actually does exist.

Her heart beat faster and faster, and her fingertips in her cloak couldn't help but curl up. She stood there and hesitated for a long time, but for some reason she didn't dare to open the painting and take a look.

When Liu Yun and Liu Xing saw this scene, their eyes widened in shock.

How come the young lady is so familiar with Mr. Marquis’s study?

And is it really okay for them to just come in like this?

Xue Mingyue lowered her eyes, her light-colored eyes full of confusion. She didn't even understand what she wanted to do, or what she wanted to prove. She just wanted to see if Xie Lang had such a picture. painting.

If so, what should we do?