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

One sentence caught everyone off guard.

Xie Lang's eyes suddenly shrank, his face suddenly darkened, and he asked coldly: "Who are you?"

He stared closely at the thin and pale face of the other person, searching through his memory but could not find any trace of this person. He was very sure that he did not know him, and he should have never seen him.

Anyone in this world who would call him the prince would naturally refer to him as his father.

The only king with a different surname in the Jin Dynasty was Xie Nandai, King of Dingyuan.

Wu Ye was stunned on the spot in shock, and the man took the opportunity to wave away his hand and struggled to kneel on the ground again. However, his body was weak, and this movement made him suddenly cough violently.

"My subordinate Li Qing was originally the captain of the prince's army. I was among the people who followed the prince to ambush the barbarians outside the city that day."

Li Qing's voice was hoarse as if it had been rubbed by rough gravel.

But his tone was full of hatred. He raised his head and looked at the prince who looked a bit like the prince in front of him. He gritted his teeth and said, "That was not an ambush by us at all, but an encirclement and suppression of the prince... Ahem!"

Xie Lang's hand hanging by his side suddenly clenched tightly.

He lowered his head, looking at the anger and pain on Li Qing's face that didn't look fake, and said coldly: "Wu Ye, give him a glass of water."

"Oh, oh okay!" Wu Ye finally came back to his senses.

He quickly went to the table to pour a glass of water and handed it to him.

Li Qing coughed so hard that he seemed to be coughing out his lungs. It was shocking to see.

Even so, he spoke intermittently: "Your Majesty..."

"I won't leave until you tell everything. You'd better save your strength. If you faint, I will just ask the doctor to wake you up immediately and then continue."

Xie Lang lowered his eyes, his expression was calm, and his voice was cold.

Wu Ye understood as soon as he heard this. Just by meeting the Marquis, he believed Li Qing's identity, or it should be said that he believed what Li Qing said. This was in line with their current investigation. The direction obviously fits.

No one thought that a casual rescue could save their own family members.

This is because God is helping them.

Li Qing was stunned for a moment, feeling that the majesty of his eldest son was comparable to that of a prince, making him feel as if he had seen the prince. His eyes, which had been red from coughing, suddenly burst into tears.

Xie Lang's black eyes were heavy, and he signaled Wu Ye to pull him up to answer.

He looked at the man in front of him who claimed to be his father's old subordinate, and tapped his fingers on the table twice. However, countless thoughts passed through his mind in an instant, and he quickly gave up the idea that he was lying.

Investigating what happened ten years ago, no one except his close confidants knew about it.

The most important thing is the poison on Li Qing. This thing cannot be faked. If the free clinic didn't accidentally see the antidote that the beggar brought out that day, they would not have discovered the poison at this time.

Dr. Cao would not help outsiders deceive him.

Li Qing did not appear in his previous life, so he should have died this year. But in this life, he and Mingyue have changed a lot after his rebirth, so he was saved by a strange combination of circumstances.

"You have enough time to tell what happened back then."

Xie Lang's black eyes were gloomy.

Why did the Xiao royal family's unique poison of conspiracy appear on Li Qing?

...

The sky was dark and gloomy.

The cold wind howled, and snowflakes like ice particles fluttered, and soon the roofs and floors of Yongji City were covered with a layer of frosty white.

The floor heating in the house continues to provide heat.

Xue Mingyue was woken up by the heat. Her eyelashes fluttered. She couldn't help but rolled up in the quilt and turned over. She quietly stretched her feet out to cool down, but she quickly retracted into the quilt because of the cold.

"Well……"

She stayed on the bed for a while before getting up.

It was only after Xue Mingyue got up that she realized that it was unexpectedly cold today. She glanced outside in confusion. Upon seeing this, Liu Xing smiled and said, "Miss, it's snowing outside."

"snow?"

She opened her eyes slightly in surprise.

Is it snowing so early? Xue Mingyue hurriedly walked out of the house with the hand warmer in her arms. What she saw was pure white, snowflakes were falling, and her breath turned into white mist.

Xue Mingyue counted the days today and found that it was not yet December.

Then he frowned in confusion, a little confusion appeared in his eyes, and his face slowly darkened as he thought of something.

The snow falls earlier in this life than in the previous life.

So even the weather in memory is not completely static.

Many things in this life are different from those in the previous life. Even without human intervention, the trajectory has still changed. Xue Mingyue breathed a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had made preparations in advance, including food and clothing.

She stretched out her hand to catch a snowflake. The snowflake melted in the palm of her hand and felt slightly cool.

——Starting from this snow, the cold wave is coming.

Liu Xing was about to make a move: "Miss, the snow started falling last night and it has accumulated so thickly now. Let's go build a snowman?"

Xue Mingyue pinched her face in a funny way: "Don't be playful, or you'll catch a cold."

"Miss is too weak to play, I can help her make one hehe."

"I want two ducks."

"Then I'll help you make a bunch of little ducks."

Liu Xing laughed and ran into the courtyard like a joy.

Xue Mingyue stood under the eaves and watched happily as she pinched a row of little ducks. Just when she was about to play in the snow, Liu Yun came out of nowhere and carried Liu Xing back.

Liuyun reminded: "Miss, it's cold weather, you'd better go back to the house as soon as possible."

It's just a matter of saying clearly, "Liu Xing is ignorant and plays in the snow. Miss, you are also ignorant, right?"

Xue Mingyue: "..."

She coughed lightly and turned around with a guilty conscience.

After returning home and finishing her breakfast, she then remembered what she had forgotten while looking at the snow after waking up. She put down the spoon and paused for a moment, then asked, "By the way, has Mr. Marquis ever come back?"

"Back to Miss, Wei Zeng."

Xue Mingyue felt a little surprised.

But then I thought about it, Xie Lang was now in charge of the Imperial Guard Office, and it happened to be the visit of the grassland envoy, so it was understandable that he would take a rest in the office while he was busy.

But as soon as she discovered the painting, he didn't come back home.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that you dare not see her because of a guilty conscience.

After a night, Xue Mingyue's desire to get an answer gradually faded away. She pondered for a moment, then turned around and ordered: "Send someone to visit grandpa on Zhuangzi."

He paused again and added: "Go and inform the Marquis again and ask him to withdraw the troops around Zhuangzi."

It had been three or four days since she returned to the capital. Although she was 'seriously ill', she still needed to know what she needed to know.

She has even visited Xue Xujun who was imprisoned. There is no reason not to visit her grandfather who broke his leg because he was worried about her. Now that she is back, can the imperial guards at Zhuangzi retire with success, right?

If they don't leave, how will she prepare to leave Beijing then?

No, you must leave quickly.