No script time travel, the general helped me rise to the top

At the hour of Xu, a group of monks finished chanting in front of the mourning hall, and the guests left the mansion one after another. Most of those who stayed behind were those who were going to see him off the next day.

The left prime minister asked Xiaotao to help Yangyang go back to the room to rest for a while, as they had been tired all day.

"Father, you should also take this opportunity to rest." The Left Prime Minister nodded in response.

After saying goodbye to Zuo Xiang, Yangyang went straight back to Fangfei Courtyard. Unexpectedly, she ran into the young marquis Yuwen Bo again.

"Young Marquis, why haven't you left the academy yet? This may be inappropriate!" Yangyang said with her eyes lowered, not wanting to look the young marquis in the eye.

The young marquis quickly put away his folding fan and moved closer to Yangyang. Xiaotao immediately stood in front of him.

Since Xiao Tao had sent Jiang Jiarou back home last time, she was naturally wary of this young marquis.

"Young Marquis, you'd better leave the house quickly! Our master didn't ask you to see Madam Xue off tomorrow!"

"Go away, I want to talk to your young lady." It was already getting dark, and the young marquis raised his eyebrows, allowing Yangyang to vaguely see the deep meaning in his eyes, "It's not convenient for you to listen!"

Since this was the case, Yangyang roughly understood what he was going to say, so she looked at Xiaotao who was holding the lamp.

"Xiao Tao, don't worry, just wait for me at the moon-shaped gate in front!" Yangyang touched Xiao Tao's hand. Xiao Tao quickly glanced at the young marquis and walked towards the moon-shaped gate.

Retracting her gaze, Yangyang looked back at the young marquis again, but turned away again, and said in a cold tone,

"I will not mention today's incident to anyone. If you want to talk about it, don't worry! I am not doing this for my disappointing sister. I just don't want to make my father worry!"

The young marquis snorted coldly, "I don't care about this. I do care about Miss Xue!" The mockery in his eyes would not allow him to see Yangyang turning away and ignoring his existence.

He once again stood opposite Yangyang, wanting Yangyang to look him straight in the eyes.

Yangyang resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "You're flitting around in front of me like a butterfly, do you really want me to ask you why?" Well, I won't ask, I'm not interested anyway.

As she said this, she wanted to lift her skirt and leave.

"Hey! Don't you want to know your mother's secret?"

One sentence from the young marquis is worth a thousand words. Yangyang just talked to his father about the whole thing yesterday.

I didn't expect him to ask about this matter so soon. His motives were obviously unusual. Yangyang stopped and looked into the young marquis's eyes.

"My mother, what secrets could my mother have? But the young marquis, I wonder how many secrets he has!"

Yangyang was curious about what the young marquis said, but because the matter was sensitive she couldn't ask directly, so she tried to get the young marquis's opinion.

But who is the young marquis? Since he dares to say so, he is not afraid that Yangyang will ask,

He took small steps towards Yangyang.

The gentlemanly appearance he had in the past really showed me that one cannot judge a book by its cover.

Yangyang stretched out his hand and placed his open palm in front of him. "If you want to talk, then talk. If not, then leave. I'm not interested in you!"

The young marquis sneered, and moved his whole body forward until he touched Yangyang's palm.

Yangyang shuddered as if struck by lightning and quickly withdrew his hand.

"Are you a pervert? Let me tell you, I am not my sister."

"Really? What about your sister?" The curve of the young marquis's mouth seemed to mock Yangyang for peeping.

Just watch it! He even blurted it out, "What on earth does the young marquis want to say?" Yangyang took two steps back.

"Didn't I tell you last time? This is all because of you. Originally, your father pointed you out to me!"

Ugh! Yangyang suppressed the churning in her stomach, "The young marquis is really funny, not only does he talk incoherently, but his memory is also not that good!"

"Me! But the Queen Mother has already pointed me to General Tang. Listen carefully! I only like General Tang." Yangyang looked determined and determined not to let the young marquis take even an inch further.

The young marquis was not angry at all, but smiled.

"What should we do? You will never know about your mother's affairs. Jiang Shi can't even speak now. Sister Yangyang has been working in vain!"

Yangyang was really stunned by his words. Could it be that he knew everything she had done?

So what? I have never harmed innocent people.

But what exactly is this matter about his mother that he is talking about?

Yangyang thought for a while. The young marquis knew her worries and said without reservation,

"I won't stop you from marrying General Tang!"

Then you have to be able to stop it! Yangyang muttered to himself.

"It's just that I also want to get closer to my sister-in-law. Maybe one day Miss Xue will know how good I am!"

What's good about you? Is your technique good? The image of Xue Qingqing's blushing face flashed through Yangyang's mind. "No need! No need at all!"

After talking for a long time, Yangyang still didn't understand what this young marquis was talking about.

"Young Marquis, I've just said this. I don't want to know the secret you mentioned." Anyway, I will check it myself, and I don't think you can tell anything.

"As for Qingqing's matter, young master should think about it carefully. After all, she is already..."

"Hey! Of course, the one I like the most is you, Miss Xue! You should have understood from the beginning..."

The young marquis said this with great confidence, and when he saw that his outstretched hand was about to touch Yangyang's hair,

However, he was grabbed by another hand that suddenly stretched out. The man was tall and seemed to be much taller than him.

Under such momentum, the young marquis begged for mercy again and again, "Let go! Let go! Let go!" The young marquis shouted in pain.

Tang Yuwei pushed him a few steps away with his palm.

If he hadn't thought about this being in the Xue Residence, his strength would have been far more than this.

He glared at her fiercely, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"General Tang is so courageous. How can I, a scholar, argue with a rough man like you who is both smart and strong? Goodbye!" The young marquis left without forgetting to save his face.

Yangyang looked at Tang Yuwei whom she had not seen for a few days, as if it had been a long time since their last meeting.

"You, when did you arrive?"

"When you said Yuwen Bo was a pervert, I was already on the roof!" Tang Yuwei was so serious that even Yangyang found it funny.

"Hey! You are a general after all? Why do you like to act like a knight on the beam every day!" Yangyang had just finished speaking when he suddenly recalled that after he said that sentence, he said a few more sentences, and his face turned red involuntarily.

The two of them were silent for a while, as if something made each other feel awkward.

"Then you, didn't you hear everything?" Yangyang pouted and her voice became lower and lower.

"Hey! If you don't want me to hear it, I will just pretend that I didn't hear it!"

"Hey! You!" Yangyang put his hands on his hips and looked around, "Okay, you are awesome, you are really cool, playing hard to get is easy for you!"

Tang Yuwei looked down at Yangyang and said, "I am not used to playing hard to get. Nine out of ten sentences by Miss Xue are just playing a trick!"

Thinking back to the last time in Zhenghui Tower, he almost thought that Xue Yangyang wanted to go to Mobei with him because of his love for him. Now he still thinks he is ridiculous!

This time, when she saw Yangyang meeting the young marquis in the mansion again, she felt that every word she said could not be trusted!

“Singing opera?” Yangyang was almost laughing out of anger, “Okay, okay! Then give Ji Ming back to me. I love singing opera and I also love listening to opera. It just so happens that Ji Ming can sing for me!”

"You're dreaming!" Just after getting rid of a young marquis, Ji Ming came. Tang Yuwei's fingers were about to crackle.