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

Boil some hot water in a clay pot, then tear up the pancakes and put them in to soak until soft.

Even such a simple operation had failed several times in Xue Mingyue's hands, so much so that Xie Lang could always taste a burnt taste in his mouth when he drank the medicine in the following days.

Xue Mingyue swallowed the noodles in her mouth and stared at him with wide eyes: "Why, are you still disgusted?"

Xie Lang shook his head and smiled, "Of course I don't dislike it."

At that time, she could never control the heat correctly, so the bottom of the soup would get burnt. But she never made any mistakes when decocting the medicine, whether it was switching from high heat to low heat or the decocting time, she always controlled it perfectly.

She always takes this matter of his very seriously.

How could Xie Lang dislike it? He was too grateful to express it.

Xue Mingyue stared at him seriously for a long time with a stern face. After making sure that he was telling the truth, she snorted and said reluctantly: "Since you learned cooking for me, I will let you be the best chef around me."

She sighed in her heart, if she gave him a second chance, he might get angry again in private.

It's not easy to achieve what she has done.

Xie Lang raised his eyebrows: "What about Lao Li?"

Xue Mingyue said without thinking: "Second place."

"If Old Li knew about this, he would probably run to you and cry, flooding the mansion with tears."

Xie Lang burst into laughter.

She recalled Lao Li's personality and felt that this was something he would do. She couldn't help but sighed, "Lao Li, you are really a man made of water."

"Pfft hahaha——"

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After they shared Lao Li's tears, the two of them soon reconciled.

After finishing the noodles, they went back to the lobby hand in hand to keep watch.

Upon hearing the news, Lou Zhizhang closed the book in his hand and placed it on the table, revealing a warm smile: "It's very cold right now, and Mingyue is afraid of the cold. Ask someone to bring a few more charcoal basins to the lobby and two more beds and quilts."

The butler responded and quickly went to prepare.

Judging from their performance today, Mingyue should have resolved her grudge with Xie Lang and reconciled. It seems that what she had planned before should also come to an end. I just don't know whether the divorce will continue.

After thinking for a moment, Lou Zhizhang smiled and shook his head.

Forget it, let the young people solve their own problems and he shouldn't interfere.

The night passed quickly.

Xue Mingyue stayed up most of the night, but finally couldn't help falling asleep. When she woke up, it was already light outside.

She curled up in the quilt and stretched lazily. When she saw that the wind and snow outside had stopped, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes and she stood up immediately. It turned out to be a rare good day today!

If it were someone else, it would be really difficult to open a path in the snowy and difficult road conditions in the mountains.

But for Xue Mingyue, it was not a difficult task.

Because Xie Lang had sent the palace soldiers from the marquis' mansion over early, the road leading to the mountain was always kept open, and the road from the farm to the burial site was cleared before dawn.

Xue Mingyue changed into mourning clothes and walked the entire distance with Xie Lang.

However, Lou Zhizhang was kept at the manor by her on the grounds that the mountain road was difficult to travel.

After Xue Mingyue paid homage to her mother and grandmother on the mountain, she slowly went down the mountain. It was almost noon when she returned to the farm. After seeing her grandfather, she pulled Xie Lang to the kitchen again.

Before they finished eating, they heard a sudden noise outside.

She subconsciously looked outside, but she couldn't see anything from this angle, so she had to ask Liuyun and others who were waiting outside to go and have a look. Before she could say anything, she heard Xie Lang say, "Xijiang, go check it out."

A loud response came from outside: "Yes, Lord!"

Xue Mingyue raised her eyebrows, then turned her head to look at Xie Lang's calm demeanor, and pondered: "Do you know what's going on outside?"

Xie Lang smiled but did not answer.

But soon, Xue Mingyue found out what the noise outside was.

A young man in a white robe and silver armor appeared at the kitchen door, looking exhausted. Xue Mingyue was so shocked that she almost dropped her chopsticks. She stood up in surprise and said, "Brother Ling Su, why are you back?!"

If this person is not Ling Su, then who else could he be?

Ling Su was still wrapped in the chill of the biting wind and snow, but his demeanor and increasingly calm eyes all showed how much he had gained from this trip to Suzhou!

The moment he saw Xue Mingyue, his facial features were still as soft as before.

"Well, I was ordered to return to Beijing this time."

As he spoke, he bowed to Xie Lang again and called out, "My Lord."

Xie Lang seemed to have expected this, and there was no surprise on his face. He just nodded calmly and asked, "Have you arranged everything for the rest of the people?"

"The soldiers we brought from Suzhou have all been deployed nearby, and no one has discovered their whereabouts along the way."

The conversation between the two was no longer tense, but it still sounded very stiff.

Xue Mingyue felt a little helpless.

But for a moment, I couldn't think of any way to make them coexist peacefully.

Seeing that the two of them fell silent after saying these two sentences, he couldn't help but hold his forehead and took the lead to call Ling Su, asking him to stop standing at the door: "You came back at this time, you probably haven't eaten yet, right?"

"It just so happens that Jing Lan just cooked a pot of delicious wontons, and there are still quite a few left in the pot."

Ling Su was stunned for a moment and looked at Xie Lang suspiciously.

As for him, he can cook?

Xie Lang got up early to prepare the stuffing for all the wontons and then wrapped them one by one. He had no intention of sharing them, but after hearing her call him by his courtesy name, he raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "Captain Ling, you can fill a bowl from the pot yourself."

Ling Su: "..."

Ling Su silently filled a bowl and then sat down opposite the two of them.

After taking a bite, Ling Su paused.

He raised his head and looked at Xie Lang.

"I didn't expect that the Marquis has such cooking skills. It really opens my eyes."

Xie Lang curved his lips and smiled, "Mingyue is picky. The dishes cooked by the chef in the mansion are never to her taste, so I went to learn cooking skills myself. The captain said that his cooking skills are almost the same as Mingyue's, which shows that he is very satisfied with my cooking skills."

"..."

It sounds like they are talking peacefully.

But it sounded so weird. Xue Mingyue felt as if they were being sarcastic to each other.

Fortunately, such an embarrassing scene did not happen again. Ling Su did not speak again after saying that. Instead, he finished the bowl of wontons in a few bites before explaining, "I rushed back this time because I wanted to accompany you to send my stepmother into the mountains today."

Xue Mingyue was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was talking about her mother.

Then she remembered that they did have a brother-sister relationship.

"I didn't expect to be late. Now that I have met you and the master, I want to go up the mountain to pay homage to my stepmother."

Ling Su looked at her and said.