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

This treatment is not unimportant.

Even Xue Mingyue looked at Xie Lang much more favorably.

It was only later that she realized what she was doing. She looked at him in surprise: "Death date?" This matter should not lead to the death penalty.

Xie Lang supported his chin with one hand, casually flipping the roast rabbit on the shelf, and lowered his eyelids: "What the Bai family did is punishable by death for several crimes. Bai Zhenzhen was also involved, so letting them die is an advantage for them. "

He twitched the corner of his lower lip mockingly.

In recent years, relying on his status as a cousin of the Hou family, he has secretly invaded and occupied fertile farmland. Before, he had never gone too far, but the Hou family turned a blind eye and actually dared to reach into the royal family.

In his name, he was able to deal with several princes, and he really did what they could.

How blind was he in his previous life, so that he was deceived by people together to the point where he completely ignored all these things, and finally got himself burned, causing the entire Dingyuan Marquis Mansion to be burned down.

Xue Mingyue was thoughtful when she heard what he said.

There must be something happening that she didn't know about, but according to what he meant, Bai Zhenzhen and the Bai family deserved their punishment, so she felt relieved.

She shook her head and stopped thinking about these bad things. Since they would get the punishment they deserved in the end, she didn't want to pay attention to them anymore. She still had a lot to do, and it wasn't worth paying attention to them.

Looking at the aroma of the rabbit roasting on the campfire, she moved the tip of her nose slightly and sniffed it gently.

His eyes couldn't help but stare at him.

It would be a pity not to become a cook with Xie Lang's cooking skills.

She didn't know which chef he was studying under. Xue Mingyue couldn't help but think that if the other person was still alive, she would definitely send a few people to learn from him. Anyone who could learn a thing or two would be enough to open a restaurant.

Good cooks can often use simple ingredients to make delicious food.

This was Xue Mingyue's first reaction after drinking green onion and egg soup.

Her eyes lit up little by little.

Xie Lang saw how she was still reluctant to put down her job despite being burned, and couldn't help but chuckle. The coldness between her eyebrows faded away, and her eyes were filled with soft colors. The scene in front of her made her feel a little nostalgic. .

Her figure slowly merged with that of her previous life.

At that time, they were still on the road to exile, and they had just spent a huge sum of money to buy a second earthen pot - specifically for cooking.

Because the clay pots used to cook medicine had a smell, and even boiling water would have a medicinal smell, making it inconvenient to eat and drink, so when passing by the next town, I used my remaining savings to buy another clay pot. And tableware.

That meal was egg drop soup cooked in a clay pot.

She was holding her rice bowl as she was now, not letting go even if she got burned. Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, and her face was full of surprise and unfinished content. Just a bowl of soup made her forget all the hardships along the way with satisfaction.

It seemed that this little warmth could support her to continue walking.

Xie Lang blinked and turned his head as if to escape.

After digging out the beggar's chicken buried in the ground, the layered aroma came out unexpectedly after unwrapping the lotus leaves. Xue Mingyue said: "!!"

The egg drop soup in my hand suddenly lost its aroma!

Who did he learn cooking from?

Xue Mingyue's apricot eyes suddenly brightened, and she couldn't help but swallow her throat. She stared at the beggar chicken without blinking and howled in her heart. Compared with him, Chef Li was really inferior.

Xie Lang paused when he caught a glimpse of her shining eyes.

Inexplicably, she suddenly had a feeling in her heart that her cooking skills pleased her... Then if she met someone with better cooking skills than him in the future, would she follow him?

Xie Lang's forehead twitched slightly and he quickly suppressed this thought.

He did not continue to whet her appetite, but tore a chicken leg and handed it to her, saying seductively: "If you like it, I will cook it for you every few days, and I can cook for you myself every day."

The words were like poison coated in icing sugar.

He didn't realize at all that his tone sounded like that of a bad guy who lures others into doing bad things.

Xue Mingyue took a bite of the chicken leg and said decisively: "No, the teacher said you shouldn't eat too greasy. Once in a while is enough."

She ate all the icing sugar and returned all the poison!

Xie Lang: "..."

Xie Lang didn't give up and asked again: "Am I not good at cooking? Do you really don't want it?"

Xue Mingyue raised her head and glanced at him, blinked her amber eyes, gave him a rather sly smile, then nodded without hesitation, and said eloquently: "No."

After saying that, he lowered his head and gnawed on the chicken legs again.

Xie Lang couldn't help but laugh, and stretched out his hand to rub her head. As soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly realized that his hand was dirty, and took it back with regret.

Xue Mingyue didn't understand his complicated mood. Just based on this meal, she felt that this trip was well worth it.

The two of them ate and drank enough, squinting their eyes and lying on the stone to bask in the sun.

Even if the winter sun shines on the body, it doesn't bring much warmth, but it can easily arouse people's sleepiness. Xue Mingyue was drowsy due to the sun. This was the most relaxing day for her in recent times.

Xie Lang sat next to her and looked at her, his eyes wrong.

This kind of peace was what he had dreamed of for many, many years before he could finally have it, and he couldn't bear to miss it at all.

After a long time, Xue Mingyue seemed to suddenly wake up from her slumber.

She yawned, rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, wiped away the sleepy tears from the corners of her eyes, raised her head and looked at Xie Lang, and asked in a low voice, "When are you going to return to Beijing?"

In the afternoon she had to go back and prepare the medicine needed for the charity clinic.

There was a free clinic tomorrow, and she couldn't spend any more time with him.

She didn't realize at all that she looked so soft at the moment, and even her voice had a vague softness to it.

It's impossible to control it.

What's more, sitting next to her was Xie Lang, who was plotting against her.

His black eyes shrank slightly, and it was rare to see her looking so confused and soft. She had always been calm and sharp, but now it seemed as if all the thorns in her body had been put away, leaving only the soft down.

It seemed to be glowing.

Xie Lang's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

He closed his eyes for a moment, but finally couldn't help but leaned forward and rubbed her cheeks with both hands. While rubbing, he narrowed his eyes, let out a comfortable sigh, and whispered: "My Mingyue is so cute."

"..."

Why is it your bright moon!

Xue Mingyue suddenly woke up completely with a jolt.

Her forehead twitched slightly, and she quickly slapped his hand away, glaring angrily: "Look carefully at your claws, I'm carrying a knife!"

Ever since she was assassinated in the paddock, she had never left her side with the dagger and sleeve arrows.

Xie Lang didn't get angry even after his hand was slapped away. He looked like a big cat that had been comforted and said lazily: "Ah, then I'm so scared."

Xue Mingyue: "..."

be sick.