Reborn to choose a husband, I will lead the deposed prince to seize my ex-husband’s kingdom

After a cup of tea, the servant who had just walked out of the flower hall reappeared and whispered a few words in Xu Minglang's ear.

Xu Minglang nodded slightly, and the servant left the flower hall.

Xu Mingliang lowered his head and ate all the pastries on the plate, trying to suppress the displeasure in his heart.

Xu Minglang actually understood the truth, but as long as he thought that Xie Qingyao would marry Xu Mingyue in the future, Xu Minglang couldn't remember any of the truth.

After sitting at the table and being bored for a while, Xu Minglang stood up and said, "You can say at most three sentences across the carriage after hearing a knock on the door."

"Yeah." Xu Mingyue nodded like a fool, and she didn't feel that three sentences were too few.

After following Xu Minggang's footsteps and walking forward for a while, Xu Mingyue felt a little hesitant again.

In fact, she didn't know exactly what she was going to say when she met Xie Qingyao.

Looking at Xu Mingyue's timid appearance, it was completely different from the one who had just convinced him.

Xu Mingliang suddenly felt that his method of dealing with Shu Huai and Shu Bai was too light.

If these two people hadn't been hanging out with Xu Mingyue every day, Xu Mingyue wouldn't be thinking about Xie Qingyao all the time.

Now his family buys him a pastry just to meet Xie Qingyao.

I am afraid that if I don’t come to see him in the future, it will be because of Xie Qingyao.

The more Xu Minglang thought about it, the more frustrated he became.

"Yaoyao."

Xu Minglang hesitated to speak, not wanting to appear too stingy.

But he only has a sister, no matter how generous he is, how can he be so generous?

Xu Mingyue looked up at Xu Minglang, waiting for Xu Minglang's next words.

"Today's pastry was bought for me because you like my second brother, not for others, do you understand?"

"Haha." Xu Mingyue, who was walking in the secret passage, was amused, and then promised softly: "Of course, I will buy it for my second brother whenever I go out in the future, and everything I buy for my second brother is just because I want to buy it."

"Yeah." Xu Minglang felt much more comfortable after hearing this.

Since he only wanted to buy it for himself, Xu Mingliang could naturally show off.

"When I get home later, I will write a letter to my brother and San'er, telling them that I ate the most delicious pastry and Yaoyao bought it for me."

Seeing Xu Minglang's conspicuous and extremely easy-to-satisfy appearance, Xu Mingyue shook her head and smiled.

As a man, no matter how old you are, no matter how high your status is, when you face someone you really care about, you will always have a desire to win or lose.

Xu Mingyue returned to the capital and was loved better by her family.

Coming out of the secret passage, Xu Minggang took Xu Mingyue into an extremely inconspicuous carriage.

After walking aimlessly around the capital for nearly an hour, the carriage stopped in a dark narrow alley.

Xu Minglang opened the window slightly, and the moonlight shone on Xu Mingyue's skirt. Xu Minglang saw a faint silver light emerging on it.

You know you won't see anyone, but you still have to dress up?

Xu Minglang felt blood clot in his throat.

Feeling aggrieved, Xu Minglang chose to get out of the carriage alone.

After he brought Xu Mingyue out, he naturally had no intention of monitoring Xu Mingyue at all times.

Xu Mingyue is older, and she has the right to choose her life.

If the world wasn't too harsh on women, and if the Zhenguo Palace hadn't been able to break this world for Xu Mingyue, Xu Mingyue could have made her own arrangements for tonight's trip.

The caution today is all just in case.

As soon as Xu Minglang left, Xie Qingyao got off the carriage in the alley.

Looking at the carriage in front of him, Xie Qingyao felt that his feet were inexplicably weak.

After taking a few deep breaths, Xie Qingyao walked to the carriage where Xu Mingyue was sitting.

"Knock knock knock."

Gently knocking on Xu Mingyue's carriage, Xie Qingyao saw the skirt with silver light floating through the gap in the window.

A heart becomes soft and warm.

Xie Qingyao's first reaction when he received the news an hour and a half ago was that he didn't believe it. He even had the idea of ​​killing the person who reported the news.

It wasn't until the man came up with evidence to prove that he was Xu Minggang's man that Xie Qingyao dared to believe that it was Xu Mingyue who really wanted to see him.

The little girl beside him, who had been taking every step since entering the capital, made an exception tonight and took the risk to come to see him. Xie Qingyao knew it.

It was just that Huguo Temple recognized him and missed him.

Just seeing his gray and cold appearance made me more worried.

It was just from Cijing's few words that I felt heartache.

His little moon is so kind.

His little moon is so brave.

Xie Qingyao felt that he was really not worthy of such a good little moon.

But he will work hard to match it, very hard, very hard.

Time passed by, and there was silence everywhere. No one spoke.

Not a word was said.

Not even a word needs to be said.

Because of Xu Mingyue's appearance, everything he wanted to say was put before his eyes.

Xu Minglang looked at this silent place from a distance of about ten feet, and felt a bit of tenderness by accident.

Xu Minglang actually felt that this tenderness was quite touching?

Shaking his head, Xu Mingliang did not allow himself to have such thoughts.

Xie Qingyao didn't suffer anything, so he rushed to marry his sister to someone else, which seemed like his family was too precious.

Thinking that he would enter the palace early tomorrow morning, but it was really late at this time, Xu Mingliang returned to the carriage.

Pulling down the window that was open a little, he winked at the driver.

Seeing that the carriage was about to start, Xu Mingyue called:

"Chen Qing?"

Xie Qingyao smiled slightly: "Yes."

"Xie Qingyao!"

The shackles of love in Xie Qingyao's heart were loosened: "Yueyue, it's the prince's brother."

"Thank you Qingyao, see you tomorrow."

"Little Moon, see you tomorrow."

As the carriage moved forward, Xu Mingyue kept her promise and only said three sentences.

Xu Mingyue promised her family that she would never deceive them by making jokes.

Watching the carriage that carried all his light leave, Xie Qingyao turned around and strode into the alley and got on his carriage.

The white cloth in his hand began to wipe the Xuan fan in his hand again, over and over again.

After wiping it, Xie Qingyao threw the white cloth out of the carriage.

Xie Qingyao opened the window and looked at the white cloth moving away in the moonlight, the corners of Xie Qingyao's mouth slightly raised.

He would never wipe it again.

He held the black fan to kill people, and he just killed people. It couldn't be wiped clean over and over again.

From now on, Xie Qingyao will work with his little moon to find the best balance between good and evil.

The carriage stopped at Prince Xian's Mansion. Xie Qingyao entered the study. Shu Huai, who had knelt in the study for a long time, kowtowed to Xie Qingyao:

"Master, this subordinate has betrayed your trust. The princess said that you will accompany her in the future and there is no need for this subordinate."

This was extremely satisfying to Xie Qingyao.

A smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and a small arc appeared on his cheeks: "Go and confirm everything in the palace again tomorrow to make sure there won't be any surprises."

"I obey my orders."

Shu Huai took the order and left. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned back.

In the past, if a task was not completed, a hundred whips would be indispensable.

Xu Mingyue's return has changed many things invisibly.

These changes are good things for them.

After sitting in the study quietly enjoying the sweetness in his heart for a while, Xie Qingyao quietly entered the weapons pavilion and took out the sword that Xie Yu had forged for him on his twelfth birthday.

The sword blade was unsheathed, and the moonlight was reflected into the world, falling on Xie Qingyao's face, illuminating the way forward.

Those who have owed him money since they were twelve years old should pay them back bit by bit.