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

Xue Mingyue was shocked by his shameless attitude.

She wanted to use her fists to hit his face that didn't deserve a beating. Fortunately, she still had sense and gave up after assessing the difference in force between the two. She grunted and said harshly:

"Wait until my brother comes back to make you look good!"

Xie Lang was slightly stunned: "Brother?" Where did she get her brother?

Xue Mingyue raised her chin, of course, her sworn brother is also a brother, Ling Su is her brother.

Xie Langgang's tense shoulders immediately relaxed, and his face said he didn't care: Ha, Ling Su is his defeated general. Even if he goes to the battlefield and trains for a few more years, he will not be his opponent. It doesn't matter.

"Wu Ye said that you have to go to a free clinic with Dr. Cao tomorrow, and I will return to Beijing tomorrow."

"?"

Xue Mingyue frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Xie Lang raised his eyebrows and looked at her seriously, and said with a serious smile: "Of course I want to spend more time with you. If I don't stay with you, you will forget about me. I will stay with you, just in case you suddenly Have you changed your mind?"

"..."

This is not possible, thank you.

Xue Mingyue stared at him with eyes wide open. After realizing that he was serious, her expression instantly became serious.

It wasn't that there was anything wrong with Xie Lang's reason for staying, but that he really didn't seem to be that easy to convince. Even his grandfather couldn't persuade him to agree to divorce.

I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to reconcile with him.

Xue Mingyue couldn't help but fell silent. Intellectually, she knew that staying away from Xie Lang was the most reliable thing, but emotionally she was often shaken by Xie Lang's firmness. He showed his feelings too openly.

"If, I mean if we can leave the capital and start life again, can you not make peace with me?"

At this time, Xie Lang suddenly spoke.

Xue Mingyue looked up.

The pair of black eyes that had always been calm seemed slightly dim at this moment. He raised the corners of his lips and smiled bitterly: "Actually, I understand the reason why you insist on breaking up with me. I know that I am a big trouble to you."

His voice was low and a little disappointed.

Xue Mingyue subconsciously curled up her fingers and added silently in her heart that you are someone who will cause trouble continuously.

"If one day I am no longer a trouble, and you can stay away from the twists and turns and disputes in the capital, where you can do whatever you want, can you give me a chance to make it up to you?"

Xie Lang stared at her intently.

Xue Mingyue was stunned when she heard this.

...

The ride back was peaceful and no one spoke.

Xue Mingyue was wearing his cloak as he had come, almost covering his whole body, not even half of his chin was exposed.

It took about half an hour to return to Zhuangzi, which was much slower than when we went there.

As soon as the horse stopped, Xue Mingyue took off her cloak, stuffed the cloak into Xie Lang's arms, stepped on the stirrups and got off the horse, raised her head and said to him: "Master Hou Just go and do your own business.”

After saying that, he ran to his yard without looking back.

Xie Lang suddenly burst into laughter.

He turned over and landed on the ground, handed the horse over to Wu Ye who came over, and said softly: "Take care of the fox's injured leg and send it to Madam's yard."

Wu Ye raised his eyebrows and took a careful look at his expression.

There was a hint of pride in the corners of his upturned lips.

Wu Ye pondered in his mind, could it be that the Marquis regained his wife's heart during this trip? When did Mr. Hou have such ability?

But the warmth between Xie Lang's brows and eyes was too short-lived, and in an instant he turned back to his stern look, and gave simple and concise instructions: "Call Song Jiang and the others over again to discuss anything."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Wu Ye suddenly gathered his thoughts.

Xue Mingyue didn't know what Xie Lang was planning. She quickly ran back to the yard with her skirt in hand, patted her face with both hands, picked up the teapot, poured a large cup of tea, raised her head and drank it all. .

Liu Yun and others inside the room were instantly startled.

"Miss, what are you..."

"Ah, miss, please slow down!"

After Xue Mingyue finished drinking, she wiped the corners of her mouth, then sat down on the stool and exhaled heavily. Only then did she completely relax from the unconscious tension along the way.

She waved her hands weakly: "I'm fine."

Liu Xing hesitated for a moment and said worriedly: "You don't look like you are okay. Did the Marquis bully you?"

Liuyun also had the same worries.

"He...he didn't bully me, don't worry, I'm just a little tired from going out."

Xue Mingyue rubbed her forehead, feeling a little indescribably complicated and depressed.

"It's true, Mr. Marquis. Even if he wants to take you out to relax, he should bring more people with him. Your health is not well yet. What if you accidentally catch typhoid fever?"

Liu Yun had a stern face and frowned.

He just left without caring about what the lady thought. How could such a person be a good match!

Xue Mingyue looked up at Liu Yun, blinked her eyes, and said with some surprise: "Liu Yun, you are very powerful now." She rubbed her chin, looked her over and over again, and affirmed: "Somewhat like Wang Mammy.”

"!" Liu Xing's eyes suddenly widened and he nodded quickly, "Miss, you know everything!"

Isn’t it just like Grandma Wang?

During this period, Liu Yun always ran to the old princess's yard. As soon as he finished what he was doing, he would follow behind Grandma Wang to ask for advice on this and that. In just a short time, he had learned all about Grandma Wang's posture. Split image.

Especially the fierce look, the momentum is getting stronger and stronger.

Living with her made Liu Xing feel more stressed.

Xue Mingyue comforted Liu Xing in a funny way, and then looked at Liu Yun, who had a slightly worried face. She bent her eyes and smiled: "Mother Wang is an old man who stays with my grandmother. It's natural that you can follow her more." ."

Hearing what she said, Liu Yun breathed a sigh of relief.

Xue Mingyue pinched their faces in a funny way and said, "We probably won't go back to the capital again in the future, so you can do whatever you want, and I won't stop you."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered what Xie Lang said.

Get out of here and start over.

...Xue Mingyue lowered her eyes in a slightly embarrassed manner, picked up the teapot, poured another cup of tea, and drank another cup for herself. The warm tea obviously couldn't extinguish the thoughts ignited in her heart.

But this is obviously wrong.

She couldn't be swayed by Xie Lang's few words. No matter how beautiful the scene described in his words was, it still didn't happen.

This is equivalent to drawing a big pie for her and telling her that as long as you don't make peace with me, this pie will be yours.

In fact, there is no trace of cake at all.

Xue Mingyue closed her eyes and exhaled slowly, feeling that her fiery heart that had been aroused calmed down again: That's right, she can still live a life of doing whatever she wants without Xie Lang.

She doesn't need that cake.