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

Xue Mingyue had no choice but to sit up straight and look at Xie Lang again.

His expression did not change, and he said softly: "You don't need to explain to me what Mr. Hou wants to do or what he does, just like I won't tell you why I went to the teahouse. There is no need to explain everything between us. Be honest."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but become a little more serious, and then said:

"Now that you and I have not yet reconciled, we are bound together in life and death, honor and disgrace. I know what to say and what not to say, and I won't cause trouble to the Marquis, so you don't have to worry about giving me gifts to shut up." In fact, she said in the afternoon I figured it out, and had to admit that Xie Lang was indeed not a flower shop person.

Those who followed Xie Lang at that time were all young masters from the court officials' families. Although they didn't know what he was going to do, it should be something important.

A trace of loneliness flashed across Xie Lang's black eyes, but he sank again when he heard her talking about He Li. He pursed his thin lips tightly and shook his head: "There is nothing that cannot be said between you and me as husband and wife. That teahouse is actually the second prince's house." The place we were sent to gather information, we received news two days ago that there was a situation in the teahouse."

"I went there today just to find out the details of a case. I rarely go to places like that on weekdays."

The man's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and his originally narrow phoenix eyes looked quite innocent and pitiful at this moment, and his tone was extremely sincere.

Xue Mingyue's heart suddenly jumped.

Seeing that he seemed to really want to explain to her.

Xue Mingyue's brows were filled with surprise. She quickly suppressed the inexplicable throbbing in her heart. She looked away from him and said directly: "Young Master, you don't need to talk to me, a woman, about official matters. You and I will have to talk to him then. It’s not good to talk too much about peace and separation.”

"Mingyue, I don't want to reconcile."

"But I want to."

"..."

Xie Lang pursed his lips and fell silent.

Xue Mingyue didn't see the gloomy look in his dark eyes. She just remembered the scene of the unhappy breakup last night and simply gave him the plate of mutton on the table and said: "That girl in Lidong is very good. Thank you Hou for this time." Lord."

After saying that, he got up and walked to the lamb, cut a piece of leg meat himself and stuffed it into his mouth.

His movements were very skillful, and he cut a plate of meat by himself in no time.

Liu Yun and the others had prepared tables and chairs, as well as other dishes, and brought out the unfinished yellow rice wine during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Originally, Xue Mingyue planned to eat with them, but these girls ran away All gone.

Xue Mingyue drank a glass of wine, dipped the mutton in the sauce and ate a few pieces.

It was so delicious that everyone felt so comfortable that they narrowed their eyes.

Such a magical day couldn't be better.

Maybe God saw that her previous life was too miserable and difficult, so he gave her a chance to live again.

Compared with hanging around a man in the back house all day long, taking care of his housework, serving him, grooming, eating and drinking, and always being on guard against the secret attacks of various admirers, life without a man must be a hundred times more comfortable than it is now. times.

Xue Mingyue was eating and drinking happily, completely ignoring the man next to her.

Xie Lang waited there for a long time but didn't see her speak. When he turned around, he found that she was happily eating. The stuffy feeling in her chest became heavier, and her eyes inadvertently revealed a bit of resentment.

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly paused.

Xue Mingyue didn't know what he was thinking, so she rolled up her sleeves and tied them skillfully, picked up the knife on the table and gestured twice before cutting out the lamb chops, and then cut the whole ribs into pieces with a bang. About the same size.

Of course, ladies like us don’t have this kind of skill.

She learned her knife skills from a butcher when she was exiled in her previous life. With her knife skills, she earned Xie Lang a lot of medicine money.

She wasn't worried that Xie Lang would tell anyone after seeing it. He was not someone who would put his thoughts on girls.

Xue Mingyue gnawed on a piece of pork ribs with satisfaction, thinking happily: Even if the business fails, she will definitely not starve to death with this knife skill. Multiple skills will lead to multiple ways out.

Xie Lang suddenly tightened his grip on the plate in his hand, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

Her breathing quickened in an instant, and all she could see in her eyes was her skillful knife skills, and she could no longer see clearly what was going on around her. Her heart felt as if someone had tightly grasped it with her hands, feeling painful and sore. Incessantly.

He opened his mouth but no words came out for a long time, and there was deep guilt in his dark eyes.

He pursed his dry lips: "Mingyue..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Xie Lang realized that his voice was terribly hoarse. Looking at her slightly bulging cheeks and eyes full of joy when she was eating ribs in the night, the joy radiating from her body did not seem to be fake.

Xie Lang closed his eyes and held the plate with his fingers so hard that they turned white.

After a few breaths, he opened his eyes again, and the darkness and complexity in his eyes disappeared completely. He walked straight over and took the hand of Xue Mingyue, who was gesturing at the sheep's body with a knife, and said in a hoarse voice, "Which piece do you want to cut?" ?”

Xue Mingyue: "?"

Xue Mingyue was stunned, but she didn't expect that she hadn't left yet and actually wanted to help her cut the sheep?

She raised her eyes at him suspiciously, wondering if it was her misunderstanding, but she felt that the ends of his eyes were a little red, and he looked like he was crying. No way, no way, a grown man like him would cry in private when he encounters He Li? ?

"...can you cut it?"

"I can."

Xie Lang pursed his lips and nodded, then cut the whole sheep into pieces with neat movements, then cut out a few plates from the tender parts of the lamb legs and placed them in front of her.

Seeing the stunned expression on her face, he raised his eyebrows slightly and explained: "When I was a child, I stayed with my parents in Suzhou for a while. I often saw them slaughtering sheep and took note of it. After I came back, I often went out to barbecue with others. Sheep, you can do it yourself a lot."

There is really no problem in saying so.

Xue Mingyue's eyes flashed slightly, she lowered her head and made a random noise. She quickly picked up the mutton with chopsticks and dipped it in the sauce and stuffed it into her mouth. For a moment, she thought the Xie Lang in front of her was the Xie Lang who was in exile in her previous life.

"Mutton is easy to get angry, so don't be greedy."

Xie Lang sat down next to her, stretched out his long arm and brought the far away fruit in front of her, and whispered: "I will go and ask the kitchen to make a refreshing drink to reduce the heat later, and then let them have more Add some sugar.”

Xue Mingyue felt that the mutton in her mouth had become difficult to swallow.

He's so weird.

Why did the Xie Lang I met after his rebirth seemed to have a different personality?

Xue Mingyue said frankly: "Your Majesty is worth a thousand dollars, and these hands are used to hold weapons to defend the home and country. Using them here is overkill. And even if you do this for me, I will never change my mind." .”

After the words fell, the people around him suddenly fell silent again.

After a moment, Xie Lang said: "Then I will do more to make you change your mind."

His voice was somewhat hoarse, and his deep and pleasant voice was like feathers gently brushing against his heart.

Xie Lang raised his eyes and looked at her, his dark eyes full of seriousness.

The strangeness in Xue Mingyue's heart was even worse. He was completely different from his previous life. This strangeness made her uneasy. The string in her mind was tightened. Finally, she asked tentatively: "Are you..."

"Yes."

Xie Lang nodded firmly, and the corners of his lips curved slightly:

"I am pleased with you."