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

Liu Xing wiped away her tears, turned and left the study.

Xue Mingyue wanted to follow him out to have a look, but when she stepped forward, she suddenly stopped. There was a violent cough behind her, and she subconsciously looked back at Xie Jinglan, who was coughing.

She couldn't help but frown.

His physical condition was far worse than she thought. Hasn't there been a doctor around him all these years?

Xue Mingyue stopped and thought for a while. This was just a dream anyway, so it didn't matter if she cared about him. She quickly put aside her psychological burden and walked forward quickly, observing his face.

At this look, her beautiful eyebrows frowned even more tightly.

"She's right, it was indeed me who harmed you," Xie Jinglan's voice was very soft, showing a strong sense of weariness, and he stroked the figure on the scroll with his fingertips, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have suffered. This disaster."

"Those who have harmed you will not regret their death."

Xue Mingyue's eyes fell on the scroll, and she suddenly discovered that the person stroking the flowers on the scroll was indeed her, but it was not any painting she knew.

In the pear forest, snow-white petals fell all over the ground.

The woman in the crimson cloak seemed to have snow falling on her shoulders. The moment she turned around, a pear branch brushed her cheek. She didn't know who she saw, and she smiled happily.

Xue Mingyue was stunned the moment she saw it.

She always felt that this scene looked familiar, but she couldn't remember when it happened.

Just as she was thinking hard, a very soft murmur suddenly sounded in the study.

"Those people, including me."

"!" Xue Mingyue raised her head suddenly. Before she could see Xie Jinglan's expression clearly, the scene in front of her suddenly became blurry. No matter how hard she saw, she couldn't see clearly, and she suddenly became anxious.

...

Xue Mingyue suddenly opened her eyes.

Her thick and slender eyelashes could not stop trembling, her chest was rising and falling, and countless pictures appeared in her mind.

First it was Liu Xing who was numb with hatred, then the pear blossom scroll, and finally Xie Jinglan's physical condition that was almost exhausted... The two consecutive dreams were too real, making her find it difficult to breathe.

Xue Mingyue sniffed.

What she smelled at the tip of her nose was a rather familiar cold fragrance, not the warm breath in the room. What she saw in front of her was not a bed curtain, but a loose snow-white undershirt, and her forehead was resting on it.

She suddenly woke up.

"!" Where did this person come from?

Xue Mingyue's pupils suddenly shrank, she pulled back suddenly, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to push the man hard.

A hoarse muffled sound came from above the head.

"What's wrong? Have a nightmare again?"

Before she could finish her words, the hand on her waist skillfully picked her up and held her in his arms. The other hand gently patted her back and coaxed her familiarly: "It's okay, don't be afraid. It's okay." I am here."

Xue Mingyue felt bad the moment she heard this voice.

Her mind instantly became empty. She raised her head suddenly and raised her voice in horror: "Xie Jinglan! Why are you in my bed!"

She hit his chin directly.

"Bang——" Another muffled sound came from above.

Xue Mingyue hissed in pain and quickly covered his head with his hands.

Xie Lang then opened his eyes and woke up from his dream. He lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms who was crying in pain. The moment he met her accusing eyes, his body froze and he stretched out his hand to help. She rubbed her head.

He rarely felt guilty and said: "...it didn't hurt, did it?"

Xue Mingyue gritted her teeth and stared at him: "Whether it hurts or not is none of your business. Please explain to me why you are in my bed first! Did you sneak in on Zhuangzi before?"

Xie Lang was silent for a moment and said with difficulty: "Actually, I..."

Countless reasons ran through his mind, but thinking that she had already discovered it, he simply threw it away, feeling unreasonable and confident: "We are husband and wife. It is only right for husband and wife to live in the same room and sleep on the same bed."

"..."

Xue Mingyue knew that this was definitely not the first time he had done this, but she had never noticed it before.

It wasn't until last time that she accidentally discovered that her inner clothes were stained with cold incense, and then she discovered the clues. She never thought about Xie Langhui getting under her bed in the middle of the night! Such a shameless thing!

Xue Mingyue was so angry that her head was buzzing.

Xie Lang touched his nose guiltily and saw that she was really angry, so he comforted her repeatedly: "Don't be angry. In fact, I originally planned to sleep for a while and then leave, but you didn't sleep well and kept having nightmares, so I stayed." Come down."

Xue Mingyue glared at him fiercely.

The more she looked at his face, the angrier she became. She rolled up the quilt and got into the corner of the bed. She gritted her teeth and asked, "How did you get in?"

In order to prevent him from coming over in the middle of the night, she also asked Liu Yun and Liu Xing to take turns keeping watch.

The two of them had her orders, so there was no way they would let him in!

Xie Lang looked at her exposed eyes that were as round as cat's eyes, and his heart softened suddenly. She took away all the bedding and was not angry. Instead, she lay on her side, supporting her head with her hands, and said frankly: "Climb through the window."

——Climb the window!

The dignified Marquis Dingyuan actually committed the act of climbing through the window in the middle of the night!

Xue Mingyue was so angry that she gritted her teeth, picked up the pillow next to her and threw it at him, yelling: "You're a disciple!"

Xie Lang raised the pillow and caught it.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled: "We are husband and wife, how can I be regarded as a disciple?" At this point, he paused and coughed lightly, "In fact, I haven't turned it over many times, Mingyue, you believe me."

"I believe you, you idiot!"

Xue Mingyue couldn't remember any dreams at all, and all she could think about was the urge to kill him.

Xue Mingyue couldn't calm down her bad mood, and she didn't know what to say to him. Her mind was blank. She only regretted that she couldn't think of any curse words, otherwise she would definitely make him look good.

At this moment, there was a creaking sound outside the door.

Liu Yun's voice came from outside: "Miss, what happened?"

Xie Lang looked outside and said softly: "Madam woke up from a nightmare. Go and fry some soothing medicine."

After the words fell, there was silence outside the door.

Liuyun hesitated and said: "Miss, do you need help from your servant?"

Xue Mingyue was about to speak when she heard him continue: "Did you dream about me?"

He bent his eyes, put a fist to his lips, and said, "You kept calling my name in your dream just now. That's why I stayed, but you dreamed of me again like you did in the afternoon?"

Xue Mingyue denied it flatly: "No!"

"No one will dream about you, so get down quickly!" Thinking of the scene in the dream, she pursed her lower lip and immediately got up, "If you go to bed without my consent again, I will move to Zhuangzi!"

"Okay, okay, I'll just leave."

Xie Lang laughed, seeing that she was so angry that he couldn't continue to tease her.

The moment he sat up, his loose inner clothes slipped off, revealing most of his cold white chest, with a few strands of black hair hanging down. Xue Mingyue's eyes lingered on it for a short time, and then he quickly looked away and tightened his grip on the quilt.

She said fiercely: "Don't dawdle!"