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

Xue Mingyue lowered her eyes and thought for a long time, but could not figure out the reason.

If she hadn't accidentally seen this painting in her dream, she might still not know that such a painting was hidden in Xie Lang's study, and she would naturally not think about those past events. After all, it was not a good thing.

After a long time, she sighed quietly and put the scroll away.

She frowned in distress: "Sometimes it's a mistake to think too much." Just like at this moment, she could think from this painting whether there was something hidden about the things she had experienced in the past, and guess whether Xie Lang had something to hide.

But how could she figure it out just by thinking about it?

The past cannot be recalled.

Xue Mingyue's eyes were light. After a long silence, she restored the scroll to its original state and put it back in the dark grid. She led the confused Liuyun Liuxing and the two of them out of the study and back to the yard.

She lay listlessly in the rocking chair.

The thoughts in my mind were turbulent, sometimes the portrait found in the study, sometimes the first meeting with Xie Lang, and all the things that happened in the previous life... Finally, it stopped at the scene where I met Qiu Shan Qiu Ming in Chunxia Town.

If her portrait was really painted by Qiu Ming, then he should recognize her.

But when they were in Chunxia Town, they acted like they didn't know her. At that time, she had just recovered from a long illness, and her grandfather would allow her to go out to the temple fair because she was surrounded by people secretly arranged by Xie Lang.

Fine and mottled light spreads from the gaps in the leaves.

Xue Mingyue looked at the leaves above her head in trance.

Thinking of this, he paused for a moment, pursed his lips slightly, and there was a faint doubt in his eyes: But it would be wrong to say it like this. Judging from this time, the news of her disappearance should have reached the capital, Xie Lang It was impossible for anyone who knew her identity to discover her.

...Then it’s easy to guess why Akiyama Akiaki was able to get close to her.

After ruling out all the impossibilities, she could not believe the final answer. Good guy, the world-famous painting saint is actually from Xie Lang?

Xue Mingyue couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

She couldn't help but raise the back of her hand to cover her eyes, and all the unreasonable things she encountered at the temple fair that day could be connected together.

She just said it! How could she have such good luck!

Dare to love is a play Xie Lang found to accompany her!

Xue Mingyue was so angry that she sat up and gnashed her teeth. In his mind, was she just some unreasonable and stubborn donkey? Why couldn't he tell her before doing these things to let her know?

If he doesn't tell her, does he expect her to find out later? What if she never finds out?

This man has lived an extra life, but he still has this temper!

"Miss, would you like me to inquire about the origin of that painting for you?"

Seeing her laughing and getting angry, Liu Yun felt worried in his heart. He thought about it for a moment, and finally stepped forward to ask.

Liu Xingye quickly said: "I can also share your worries for the young lady!"

Hearing this, Xue Mingyue was first moved in her heart, and then waved her hands in frustration, saying vaguely: "Nearly all the old slaves in the Hou Mansion have been sent away during this period, and even if they ask, they can't find out. What's coming?"

Liuyun thought for a while and said, "I can go outside to find someone to inquire about."

"No one in the capital knows that the Marquis and the Painting Saint are acquainted. It's useless to go outside and ask. It's better not to waste your efforts."

"Forget it, you don't need to worry about this. Just do what I asked you to do well." Xue Mingyue slumped back on the rocking chair again, her mind in a mess and her heart unspeakably upset.

Liu Yun and Liu Xing looked at each other, both seeing through the other's intention to investigate thoroughly.

The two retreated from the courtyard in tacit agreement.

Of course, the matter about the painting needs to be investigated. Since the young lady thinks that the matter is difficult to investigate and does not trust them to investigate, then they can tell the young lady after they have completed the investigation.

Although most of the old slaves in the Hou Mansion have been dismissed, it is not that no one remains.

You can always find out something by asking them one by one.

Besides, the people serving around him must know more about the Marquis. If you ask Xijiang Wuye, you will definitely get the answer, but these two people can't ask, so asking Liu Xin and the others will still work.

...

At this time, Xie Lang, who was being cared about by his master and servant, just came out of the palace.

He was wearing a crimson robe and had a fierce aura, and there was an air of indifference about him that kept strangers away. No matter whether officials or palace people saw him, they would take a detour from a distance and resolutely not get close to him.

"Thank you, Mr. Marquis, please wait a moment."

At this time, someone suddenly called him from behind.

Xie Lang paused slightly, turned his head and glanced behind him, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw the person coming.

After someone approached, he asked aloud: "I wonder why Qin Guo Gong wants to find me?"

His tone sounded particularly cold.

The Duke of Qin didn't care at all. It would be crazy if Xie Lang was nice to him.

Not only was he not angry, but he smiled heartily, bowed his hands and said: "I came here to apologize to the young marquis on behalf of the fourth prince. His concubine did such a thing without knowing it. The fourth prince had already done it yesterday. Taught her a lesson."

"The fourth prince felt very guilty after learning about this incident. He wants to wait until you and your wife are free to apologize to your wife in person."

Xie Lang said coldly: "No need."

Qin Guogong stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and continued to smile: "Why not? This matter is the fourth prince's fault. Since he wants to apologize, Jinglan boy, just accept it with peace of mind."

His smile was slightly stiff, and he thought to himself: There were so many people sending messages, and they insisted on attacking the invitation from the Fourth Prince's Mansion. Even if His Majesty and the Queen repeatedly blamed him, the Fourth Prince's party had arrived early this morning. The two were caught and sent to prison.

If you don't come and apologize to him quickly, who knows what he will do next?

Xie Lang saw through what the old fox was thinking.

He snorted very softly and did not accept the move at all: "Qin Guogong is joking, how can the fourth prince Tianhuang be so wrong? I am still busy doing things for His Majesty, so I have to be one step ahead."

After saying that, he passed directly by Qin Guogong and walked forward.

Duke Guo of Qin: "..."

Duke Guo of Qin had a severe headache.

Previously, he only felt happy when he saw the people from the Second Prince's Party confronting his difficult temperament and being unable to do anything but act in a hurry. But now that he has really encountered it, he I really feel like I'm in trouble.

If he had known this, he should not have let the fourth prince make that move.

This time, Xie Jinglan was really offended.

Just as he was thinking about how to improve the relationship between the fourth prince and his friends, he heard someone beside him ask in confusion: "What is Duke Qin doing standing here?"

Duke Qin came to his senses and was a little surprised when he turned around and saw the person coming.

He nodded to him and said politely: "Uncle Changning."

Changning Bosheng looked forward with a warm look, and then looked at Qin Guogong's melancholy face, and joked: "The man in front is Dingyuan Marquis, right? Did Qin Guogong hit a wall with him?"

Qin Guo sighed.

Looking at Xie Lang's retreating back from afar, he shook his head and said, "Children are debts."