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

The sky was dark and the snow was gradually subsiding.

The weather in Yongji City has become colder and colder in the past few days. It is not an exaggeration to say that a drop of water turns into ice. If you stay outside for a while, you will be speechless due to the cold. There are fewer pedestrians hurriedly coming and going on the street.

Xue Mingyue has lived for so many years, and this is the second time in her life that she has encountered such coldness.

She stood in front of the window lattice and looked at the frost-white sky and earth, and breathed out, with a bit of worry hidden in her eyes. Although she had been prepared for the current situation, she did not expect that the cold wave would be so fierce.

In a daze, she couldn't remember how this winter passed in her previous life.

"Miss, it's freezing outside, you'd better go back to the house."

Liuyun couldn't help but remind him in a low voice.

Xue Mingyue came back to her senses, hummed, turned back to the room and sat in front of the small stove.

Liu Xing squatted next to her and carefully stirred the milk tea in the clay pot with a long spoon. After the sweet smell gradually came out, she skillfully scooped a few spoonfuls of sugar into the pot and started stirring again.

After a while, Xue Mingyue received a bowl of milk tea.

The three masters and servants each held a bowl of hot drinks and gathered around the small red clay stove, their faces turning red from the heat.

The hot milk drink dissipated the coldness that had just fallen on Xue Mingyue's body. She narrowed her eyes comfortably, but when she thought of the consequences of the cold wave, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's really too cold today. I don’t know how a poor family will survive.”

"Is there any news outside in the past two days?"

After sighing, Xue Mingyue quickly cheered up again and asked.

After her quarrel with Xie Lang that day, she could feel that everyone in Muqing Courtyard who was staring at her seemed to have withdrawn. The most intuitive manifestation was that no matter where she went, there were no servants following her.

Fortunately, Xie Lang seems to have really changed.

Liuyun and Liuxing, one focuses on the inside and the other focuses on the outside.

Both of them secretly confirmed that there were indeed fewer people following him.

Therefore, Liu Xing, who went out to inquire about news, moved more easily and freely. He would spare an hour or two every day to go out to do things for her. When he heard this, he quickly said: "No, the second brother said that what everyone is talking about the most right now is the imperial court's control of the grassland. Barbarian attitude.”

"It is said that in the court hall, the peace faction and the war faction were quarreling like crazy."

Liu Xing couldn't understand how someone could still say that peace is the most important thing when they were beaten to the door. She scratched her head and said: "But they haven't come to a conclusion in their quarrel. Instead, they just left the general aside. ”

Xue Mingyue held the bowl, lowered her head and took a sip.

This was no different from the previous life. She thought to herself that the grassland invasion was earlier in this life, but the court's handling should be similar. With Xie Lang here, there would be no big mistakes.

But with this posture of borrowing food, Da Jin naturally cannot make a decision too quickly.

You have to spend the New Year happily no matter what.

At this point, she suddenly froze, as if remembering something, she raised her eyes to look at the two of them, blinked and asked, "What day is it today?"

Don't blame her for not remembering it, it was just too cold.

She had no way of telling what day it was.

Liuyun smiled and said, "Miss, this is Laba porridge. Didn't you just eat Laba porridge this morning?"

Xue Mingyue paused slightly, and his face couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

She held her forehead and defended herself in a low voice: "I thought it was Lao Li who had come up with some new tricks. Who told him to make all kinds of porridge every day these days without even thinking about it."

Liu Xing covered her mouth and snickered.

"Last time, the young lady said in front of him that the lily porridge he made was not as good as the chef at the old gentleman's house. He was just trying to compete. He was very angry."

"..."

Xue Mingyue rubbed her forehead helplessly.

Just as she was about to say something, she heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside. A maid hurriedly ran in. After seeing the scene in the room, she was stunned for a moment and quickly saluted and said:

"Madam, the Marquis is back. He said he has something important to tell you."

Before this, who would have believed that the Marquis had to go through a communication process when he returned to his residence to meet his wife.

Xue Mingyue's eyebrows suddenly raised.

Xie Lang had been trying to find a way to see her these days, but he never used 'important matters' as an excuse. Once he said that, it was clear that it was true.

She calmed her expression and said calmly: "Please come in, Lord Marquis."

The maid responded, and after receiving the order, she retreated.

Liu Yun and Liu Xing immediately stood up and tidied up the area around the room. They stood behind Xue Mingyue as if facing a formidable enemy. It was not possible to tell that they had just sat down and had a lively chat with their master.

As for Xue Mingyue...

She didn't take meeting Xie Lang as a big deal at all and continued to drink her sweet milk drink calmly.

While drinking, I felt in my heart that Lao Li was really talented. He could improve a simple milk recipe to such an extent. He deserved the money he earned. Wufu Teahouse's daily income was inseparable from his contribution.

After many days, Xie Lang finally stepped into this room again, and his feelings were much more complicated.

After seeing Xue Mingyue sitting in front of the window lattice, her little face covered in white mist, Xie Lang's heart suddenly softened, and he felt unexpectedly stable.

He lowered his eyes and took off his cloak.

After the wind, snow and coldness all over his body gradually dissipated in the warm room, Xie Lang raised his feet and walked towards her.

Xue Mingyue raised her eyelids and glanced at him, and said politely: "Liu Yun, serve tea." Her voice sounded very light: "I wonder what the important thing is for Mr. Hou to come here this time?"

The implication is that if it wasn't something important, she wouldn't see him.

Xie Lang saw that she still looked cold and indifferent, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, knowing that her anger had not subsided, so he could only endure it.

"A month ago you wrote a letter asking me to help and sent people to the Xue family's land. Now the matter has been done. Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."

"!" Xue Mingyue suddenly raised her head to look at him.

He sat up straight in an instant, breathing rapidly, and asked anxiously: "Are you serious about this?!"

"Then where are my mother's bones now?"

Xie Lang said warmly: "Don't be anxious. Before sending people there, I only asked my grandfather and temporarily placed your mother's coffin in Zhuangzi according to his wishes. The people sent will arrive in the city today."

"I have asked them to repair it for a while, and they will come over and report back to you later."

Xue Mingyue's apricot eyes were astonishingly bright.

She didn't expect that this was what Xie Lang came to talk to her about!

Once the matter is settled, it means that from now on, her mother's name will be completely crossed out from the Xue family tree, and she will no longer be the wife of the Xue family, even if Xue Xujun does not agree to sign and leave the book.

Xue Mingyue was uncontrollably happy and secretly clenched her fist: "I want to go to Zhuangzi."

Naturally, Xie Lang would not stop her.

He laughed and said: "Of course you have to go, but this is not how you go."

"I have made an agreement with the abbot of Tantuo Temple in advance that they will perform rituals for your mother for seven days and seven nights. They will also preside over your mother's funeral and lay her to rest."