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

Xie Lang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

She reached out and took out the dagger inside, and found that it was not the gem-encrusted dagger he gave her. Although this one was not as sharp as that one, it was still a rare treasure.

How could she put a dagger under her pillow?

The Hou Mansion is now built like an iron barrel, and outsiders and assassins cannot enter, so who is she trying to protect against by placing the dagger?

Xie Lang pursed his thin lips slightly and suddenly fell into deep thought.

He lowered his head and looked at her brows that were frowning even in her sleep. Logically speaking, he should be happy for her vigilance, but when he thought that this dagger was probably used to defend him, he couldn't be happy anymore. .

"Well……"

Xue Mingyue murmured softly.

She seemed to be sleeping uneasily, her brows were furrowed, and her whole body slowly curled up, as if she wanted to bury herself in the quilt.

After a moment, Xie Lang sighed invisibly.

Stuffing the dagger under the pillow again, he squatted down, bent his fingers to smooth the wrinkles between her eyebrows, patted her back skillfully, and whispered softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. .”

He knew the fear and uneasiness in her heart.

But the past cannot be wiped away with just a few words or a few months of getting along. He understands that, so he is willing to wait.

After all the messy things in the outside world are dealt with, he will naturally have enough time to eliminate her anxiety, and he will patiently tell her all the things in his previous life.

As long as she doesn't leave him.

...

Xue Mingyue knew that she was dreaming again.

Because she saw Xie Jinglan again, the same Xie Jinglan who had become the regent in her dream not long ago. At that time, he showed her the beginning of a tyrant and allowed her to witness the destruction of the Xue and Lin families. .

Compared with him then, the Xie Jinglan who appeared in front of her now seemed to have lost his armor made of coldness.

She is not in the palace, but in Dingyuan Hou Mansion.

In Xie Jinglan's study.

The man wearing a mysterious robe and a gold-embroidered cloak was pale, and his expression was not as cold as when he was in the main hall. It was as if all the thorns in his body had been put away. He stood at the desk, looking down at the paintings on the table, with nostalgia in his eyes.

It was difficult for Xue Mingyue not to regard it as a continuation of the dream she had in the afternoon.

The familiar scene made her unable to be nervous. After glancing at him, she walked forward curiously to see what he was looking at. But as soon as she walked in, there was a sudden knock on the study door.

Xie Jinglan immediately put away the paintings on the table.

The next moment, he suddenly started coughing. He coughed so hard that he seemed to be coughing out his lungs.

Xue Mingyue was startled, and her apricot eyes suddenly widened.

Subconsciously, she stepped forward to help him, but as soon as she stretched out her hand, it went straight through his body. She was stunned for a moment. While she was stunned, Xie Jinglan had already taken out a handkerchief and covered his mouth, coughing. From heavy to dull sound.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Come in."

The door creaked.

Xue Mingyue turned around and saw someone who surprised her. She blurted out: "Liu Xing?!"

"My lord, this is your medicine today."

Liu Xing bowed in a regular manner, always lowering her head and raising the tray above her head.

Xue Mingyue opened her mouth in confusion. This was nothing like the lively and comfortable Liu Xing next to her. She calmed down and observed this Liu Xing carefully, wondering why she was by Xie Jinglan's side.

She subconsciously connected this dream with her previous life.

When Xie Jinglan was imprisoned and Dingyuan Houfu fell, she wanted to accompany Xie Lang in exile to Northern Xinjiang. She couldn't bear to let Liu Xing suffer with her, so she asked Li Nian to take Liu Xing home. .

How come Liu Xing appears here?

Xue Mingyue was puzzled, and then the conversation between the two of them answered her doubts. After Xie Jinglan drank the medicine, Liu Xing finally raised his head, with a lingering look in his eyes. Go away from the numb hatred.

"Your Majesty, today is the anniversary of the death of the young lady, and I would like to pay homage to the young lady."

"I heard that the people sent by the prince captured Bai Zhenzhen yesterday. I want to deal with her personally for the young lady. Please agree with the prince."

Xue Mingyue's mind went blank for a moment.

Later, I realized that Xie Jinglan had sent someone to find Bai Zhenzhen, who had taken the money and escaped.

Xie Jinglan raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Xing coldly, and said quietly: "Do whatever you want, just don't beat the person to death."

Liu Xing sneered: "It's not a pity for someone like her to die."

Raising her head and staring straight at him, she gritted her teeth and said every word: "She has been training the young lady in the palace for so many years. You can't see it, my lord? It was she who conspired with the second prince to harm the prince, and also caused the young lady to die outside. I I wish I could peel it off and get cramps.”

Xue Mingyue thought Xie Jinglan would say something, but unexpectedly he fell silent.

She felt strange in her heart.

No wonder it was a dream. Xie Jinglan was not the kind of person who would let others step on his head. He should have been tough enough to let Liu Xing be taken out, but he let Liu Xing continue talking.

"If Miss Izumi knew this, she would definitely want this slave to do this."

Liu Xing suddenly smiled sarcastically: "When the young lady was still alive, the prince put her true heart under his feet and trampled on it, allowing that bitch Bai Zhenzhen to torture the young lady. Now that the young lady is dead, you are here to treat her hypocritically. What's the use of wearing a portrait to remember the lady?"

Xue Mingyue opened her eyes wide: "!"

She looked sharply towards the rolled-up painting... was that her portrait?

"My servant has little knowledge. She has been with the young lady for so many years, but the three years in the Marquis' Mansion were the most difficult for her. And all of this was caused by you, Your Majesty! The young lady's body is already weak, and the journey to Northern Xinjiang was difficult for her. How miserable must she have been in such bitter cold!"

"How deeply must the young lady have been hurt by you, so that she would not even want to leave a single word, and die resolutely like that!"

Liu Xing looked at him with hatred in her eyes.

In an instant, tears streamed down her face, and she choked with sobs and gritted her teeth and said, "...I've rushed to Suzhou, but I haven't even seen the last of the lady."

Xie Jinglan lowered his eyes, unfolded the scroll again, and stared at the charmingly smiling person on it, stunned.

Xue Mingyue was stunned when she heard this.

She looked moved, pursed her lips and walked over. She looked at Liu Xing who was suppressing her cry. She raised her sleeves and wiped her face. She said softly: "Silly girl, stop crying. I'm not telling you not to come to me." ?"

"You also said that it's bitterly cold in Northern Xinjiang, so you shouldn't go to me."

Xue Mingyue knew that she couldn't hear, but still babbled: "I didn't think about it that much when I didn't see anyone in the end, but I was already very ill at that time, and my sick face was really ugly, so I didn't want to see anyone."

At this point she paused, pursed her lips and smiled.

"But it's good that you can stay with Xie Jinglan. At least I don't have to worry about you not being able to protect yourself in troubled times."

It would be better if this wasn't a dream.

At least there are still people among the people she cares about who can live well.