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

After Xue Mingyue made up her mind, she quickly calmed down.

When he returned to the house, he immediately asked Liu Yun to find a way to exclude the people outside. When only the master and servant were left in the house, he took out a pen and ink and wrote a paragraph on the paper and handed it to the two of them.

Liu Yun and Liu Xing were both her confidants. Seeing her being so serious, they immediately became very energetic.

——"In the past two days, you find an opportunity to go to the teahouse and ask Li Nian to deliver a letter to Zhuangzi to remind grandpa to be careful and to remember to avoid the eyes and ears of the Marquis in everything and not to be discovered."

After reading this passage, both of them looked at her in shock.

The young lady had been wary of Mr. Marquis before, but over the past few days, this defensiveness had gradually dissipated. They could all see that the young lady's attitude towards Mr. Hou had softened, but now the young lady seemed to have returned to the way she used to be.

Seeing the confusion between the two, Xue Mingyue just shook her head lightly and pointed to her ears.

Liuyun understood instantly, and his vigilance rose to the extreme. He pursed his lips slightly and looked around.

What Miss means is that walls have ears.

What exactly did Mr. Hou do? That makes the lady dare not even speak in the room?

Liu Xing opened her eyes wide, covered her mouth with her hands nervously, and nodded repeatedly to show that she understood.

Xue Mingyue pursed her lips and smiled, picked up the pen and wrote a new paragraph on the paper. Liu Yun and Liu Xing passed it to each other and read it again, then nodded solemnly, and then she put the paper on the candlelight. ignite.

She breathed a sigh of relief after making sure it was burned to ashes.

Xue Mingyue's shoulders and back that had been tense since just now slowly relaxed, and her slender white hands picked up the hand warmer on the table again. She put her hands in the snow-white cloak and said with relief: "Liu Yun, it will be later. Ask for me where Mr. Hou went?"

Speaking of this, she paused for a few breaths:

"If he is free tomorrow, I would like to ask him to go to Xue Mansion with me. My mother still has some relics that she has not retrieved. In exchange, I can help him collect other evidence of Xue Xujun."

Liuyun responded: "Miss, I'll go right away."

"I want to eat rock candy cake. Liu Xing, go to the teahouse and buy two portions for me. Also buy some of the new drinks that the teahouse recently released. Then ask your brother to prepare the account books for last month."

Liu Xing also agreed.

The two quickly retreated.

After Xue Mingyue finished her instructions, she first raised her head and glanced at the roof, and then glanced at the cold bench. Without even a moment's hesitation, she picked up the book on the table and walked straight to the bed.

Compared to her previous heavy heart, her steps were particularly brisk now.

——She wants to sit in the quilt and read!

This was something she had always wanted to do but had not dared to do when she was in Zhuangzi.

Xue Mingyue pinched her nose and picked, and she was able to find out some advantages of staying in the Hou Mansion. The most important thing was that there were no elders in the Hou Mansion to pressure her. No one could care about what she wanted to do, and no one could say anything bad about it. .

She put the storybook on her lap and started flipping through it happily.

Anyway, it is impossible to leave the Hou Mansion at this moment. Acting too nervous will make Xie Jinglan suspicious. It is better to relax and enjoy it for a few days, which can also numb his senses.

Hee hee, I was in such a hurry to come back this time that I didn't bring the medical book with me.

Even the teachers can't blame her for not making progress.

...

The night is getting darker and darker.

When Xie Lang returned to Dingyuan Hou Mansion from the secret passage, he heard Wu Ye talk about Xue Mingyue's suspected secret conversation with the maid after leaving Nuanchi, and then sent someone out. He had ordered someone to follow them.

Xie Lang: "?"

Xie Lang took off his cloak and put it aside. He raised his eyebrows and said, "What did they talk about in secret?"

It's not like this kind of thing has never happened before. Before, they often blocked other servants from talking in the Hou Mansion. The entire Hou Mansion was his eyes and ears. He knew this very well. There was nothing strange about this.

Wu Ye had a strange expression: "Master Hou, I just didn't hear what they were talking about."

Xie Lang glanced at him indifferently, with disgust in his eyes, almost calling him trash.

Wu Ye's back immediately tensed up, and he quickly explained: "There is a person among the secret guards who is good at hearing. He said that there was no sound in the room for a while. I don't know what Madam and the others were doing, but there was a conversation later."

He quickly recounted the conversation between the master and the servant.

Xie Lang paused slightly when he heard that Xue Mingyue wanted to go to Xue Mansion tomorrow, and a little doubt appeared in his dark eyes. When he mentioned this matter in the carriage, she was clearly extremely resistant. Why did she suddenly change?

As long as it's something she doesn't want to do, even ten cows can't change her stubborn temper.

At this juncture, she suddenly changed her attitude. There was only one possibility - that is, she wanted to use this matter to achieve some purpose, and finding her mother's relics was the second priority.

Xie Lang thought for a moment and asked in a deep voice: "Is Madam asleep?"

"Going back to the Marquis, my wife had taken a break not long ago after drinking two portions of drinks and eating two portions of rock candy cakes. She also specially sent someone to inform her that she would be wronged by the Marquis and stay in the study again. "

"..."

Even though Wu Ye didn't mean to laugh, as soon as he said that word again, the whole study fell silent.

Xie Lang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

This is what she can do.

He waved his hand casually and walked out of the study. As he walked, he said quietly: "Go and hold those two girls."

"..." Wu Ye said subconsciously, "Are you going to climb through Madam's window again?"

Xie Lang turned his head and glanced at him sideways: "If you don't want this mouth, I can ask Xijiang to solve this trouble for you."

Wu Ye's scalp suddenly tightened, and he quickly reached out and slapped his mouth, apologizing again and again, and strode towards the main house in a hurry, trying to complete this delaying task perfectly to prevent the Marquis from getting really angry.

Floating clouds cover the moon and the stars dim.

After his subordinates restrained the two girls at the door, Xie Lang climbed in through the side window in a familiar manner. With light movements, he landed quietly on the ground and slowly approached the bed.

There was no light in the room, and only the faint outline could be seen, filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

Remembering that she had eaten two midnight snacks before going to bed, Xie Lang couldn't help but curl his lower lip, his eyes softened, and the closer he got, the more he could notice her long and gentle breathing, which was a sign that she was fast asleep.

Xie Lang stood beside the bed and lifted a section of the bed curtain.

As soon as he glanced at it, he saw that she was lying on her side sleeping, with her white jade-like face pressed against the pillow, and a small amount of soft flesh squeezed out on her cheek, revealing the slightest hint of coquettishness. He leaned over and poked it with his hand. .

Through the faint light, I discovered that her hands and feet were sticking out of the quilt.

It was probably because Dilong was a little hot from the fever, and even the bedding on his body was not the one he ordered to prepare, but was replaced by something lighter.

Now I am not afraid of the cold anymore.

Xie Lang felt funny and helpless, and carefully stuffed her hands and feet back into the quilt. Just as he was about to undress and climb into bed, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong with her sleeping posture this time.

She kept one hand under her pillow.

Xie Lang raised his eyebrows, stopped, reached in and felt around, but his tentacles were cold.

--dagger.