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

I will never go out anyway.

Xue Mingyue's face was full of refusal.

Seeing her like this, Xie Lang couldn't help but smile. The original coldness on his face completely disappeared, and he quickly stepped forward to straighten the collar of her cloak: "It's so cold, why are you waiting for me outside? "

"..."

"I said I just came out for some air, do you believe me?"

Why did she come outside to wait for him? Xue Mingyue looked at him expressionlessly.

Xie Lang bent his eyes, raised his hand and pinched her face, and said with a smile: "Yes, I believe it, I believe it, but you are not fully recovered yet, so it is not appropriate to blow too much cold wind. Let's go inside quickly."

Listening to his perfunctory words, Xue Mingyue snorted coldly.

The short figure got out from under his long arms that held her, and walked forward without looking back: "I can walk on my own now that I have legs, so I don't need you to do anything."

Xie Lang suddenly laughed and shook his head.

It's been so long since the discovery of the portrait, why hasn't she calmed down yet?

None of the servants waiting around dared to raise their heads.

The two of them entered the house one after another. The house where the earth dragon was burning seemed to be a world of ice and fire, like two completely different worlds.

After entering the house, Xie Lang first took off his cloak and then took off his wrist restraints.

Xue Mingyue sat down at the table and poured herself a cup of hot tea.

Xie Lang followed and sat next to her. His whole body seemed to be carrying the wind and snow all over the sky. As soon as he sat over, the heat surrounding her dispersed. He said slowly: "I just came back from my grandmother's place. I heard her say You’ve had a bad appetite lately, is it because you’ve been infected with the cold?”

"I remember that you should have recovered from the cold, but are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Those dark eyes were as serious as his tone.

Xue Mingyue curled her fingertips slightly and glanced at him sideways.

She knew clearly that the concern he showed was true, but she still couldn't help it, and said in a arrogant tone: "How can a busy man like Mr. Hou remember these small things?"

Please, please, if you really want to know the situation, I haven't seen him come back to take a look.

What's the point of sending her letters all day long?

It was obvious that he was avoiding her because of the portrait.

Xie Lang saw through what she was thinking at a glance, laughed dumbly, and spread his hands innocently: "Your affairs are important to me, how can I not take them to heart? It's just that I'm really busy these days. "

"Many things are coming to light, and I have to keep an eye on them all the time."

After speaking, he paused, looked at her unmoved expression, and added: "It's my fault that I didn't come back to explain to you about the portrait as soon as possible. Are you still angry with me? "

Xue Mingyue: "..."

Hearing the word "portrait", Xue Mingyue's hand holding the teacup shook and she looked at him in surprise.

Obviously she didn't expect him to talk about it straight to the point this time. In the past, he would have avoided it before thinking about what to say... She suddenly narrowed her eyes.

She looked at him with a cold face and said without hesitation: "Yes, so Lord Marquis, can you explain the origin of that painting now?"

Xie Lang met her faint gaze and coughed lightly.

He turned his head and ordered: "You all step back, and then go to the kitchen and let someone cook two bowls of noodles."

The servants who were waiting on him all left the room.

Liu Yun and Liu Xing wanted to stay, but Xue Mingyue winked at them and they had no choice but to leave.

After Xue Mingyue was the only two people left in the room, she said with a dull face: "What does the Marquis want to say to me? If you are also talking like grandma, you don't need to say it anymore."

Xie Lang's heart sank slightly when he heard this, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "What if that's what I'm going to say, don't you believe it?"

"The point is not whether I believe it or not, but that those things don't matter to me now."

Xue Mingyue shrugged his shoulders.

Hearing this, the smile on Xie Lang's lips froze for a moment, but soon returned to its original state. Without explaining how the portrait came about, he asked, "How did you know that there was a painting hidden in a secret room in my study?" ?”

"Not many people know about that secret space, but you didn't know it before either."

His voice was a little hoarse, and the tiredness in his brows disappeared without a trace after saying these words.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and Xie Lang's black eyes seemed to be burning with an eternal fire, so bright that it was frightening.

In other words, Xue Mingyue should not know at any time.

That is a secret that belongs only to Xie Lang.

But now she suddenly knew this secret, just like the regent she blurted out that afternoon. If he hadn't just learned about this, there were many things that needed to be dealt with urgently, and he would have wished to see her immediately.

Of course, it's not too late.

The thin window paper between the two men was in danger.

"..."

Although I don’t know what he had in mind, it’s definitely not something good.

Xue Mingyue was silent for a moment. Even so, she still wanted to save her: "I found it while wandering around in the Marquis' study."

Without blinking, she said sincerely: "I had some luck in discovering the secrets of the study. Lord Marquis, you should know about me. After all, I also discovered Xue Xujun's secret passage while wandering around."

Xie Lang: "..."

Xie Lang's eyes were complicated, and his tense tone suddenly relaxed a little.

I have a new understanding of her ability to talk nonsense. The window paper is so tattered, but she still wants to cover it up.

His eyes were looking at her exactly. After more than half a month of recuperation, she had grown more flesh on her cheeks. She looked a little gentler than the cold look before, and she was not as repulsive as she was at the beginning. Thousands of miles away.

After a while, Xie Lang suddenly leaned over and scratched the bridge of her nose with his finger.

He smiled softly, nodded and said: "Yes, as you guessed, that portrait was painted by a Qiu Ming painter. That day I made an appointment with the two brothers to enjoy the flowers in the pear garden, and then I happened to meet you."

"A startling glance will never be forgotten again."

Xue Mingyue's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat.

Although she had already guessed the truth, she still couldn't help but widen her eyes slightly.

"Why do you look so surprised?" Xie Lang smiled briefly and rested his head on one hand, "You should also know that Akiyama and Qiu Ming are a bit weird. After meeting you, they were inspired and wanted to find you on the spot. Painting.”

Xue Mingyue's breathing tightened: "Then what?"

"Then I was afraid that they would scare you, so I stopped them. Just when I was about to take the liberty of trying to get to know you, I saw you walking towards someone else, and you smiled very happily."

"..."

Xue Mingyue said with a stupefied face: "Who else, that's her cousin."

"So I stopped Qiu Shan Qiu Ming, but Qiu Ming still made a painting for you after he returned."

"You must be wondering how the painting came into my hands."

Xie Lang looked at her and smiled casually: "He came to show off to me, and then I snatched the painting away and told him that you would be my future wife and this painting should be given to me."

"..."