How could Xie Xun care about this? It was just a word of care, and the rest had to be figured out by themselves. Naturally, they had to say more good things to Meng Tang'an.

"I'm tired."

Meng Tangan whispered softly, and his eyes fell on those clothes. They were all made of the best materials, and they were available in various styles. They were expensive and beautiful.

She only picked a plain white shirt.

Cha Qiu was a little surprised and hesitated for a moment: "Girl, don't you want to look at something else? This goose yellow color suits you very well."

When his eyes caught a glimpse of the red mark on the woman's neck, he lowered his eyes in shame.

"No need." Meng Tang'an smiled softly and elegantly, with a hint of indigo-like sadness between his brows, which was pitiful, "You all should step back, I will do it myself."

"This..."

"Back off."

Meng Tangan said in a nonchalant manner, he is obviously a very gentle person, but he makes people feel oppressed.

Cha Qiu was shocked, responded respectfully, and led the servants out.

Seeing that they were all gone, Meng Tang'an slowly changed his clothes and washed up. He looked at the face in the bronze mirror and studied it for a while. He only traced his eyebrows and did not put on makeup.

The red marks on the snow skin, which cannot be covered, are all traces left by another person.

Extremely intrusive.

I originally planned to "gazing deeply" in the morning, but it was aborted before I even started taking action.

The health-preserving pot floated into the bedroom, and the green teapot danced in the air like a ghost, tentatively asking: "Are you okay?"

It doesn't know what happened last night.

We don’t dare to ask, and we don’t dare to tell.

Meng Tang'an raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her peach-blossom eyes were like those of Tao Yao who had become sperm. She gently rubbed her bruised knees with her slender fingers and clicked her tongue for a long time.

"Xie Xun is good at everything, but he doesn't feel sorry for others."

She said quietly: "I just care about myself."

Health Pot:?!!

At that moment, he was dead silent for a long time, and fell into a state of crash and restart.

Is this what he can hear for free!!

What kind of tiger and wolf words?

The little face of Yangsheng Pot turned red: "You, you, you - you are not a serious person!"

Meng Tangan said delicately: "You last night..."

"I'm a serious pothead!" Qi Lou roared almost heartbreakingly, "I won't peek!!"

He doesn’t want a needle eye yet!

"But now you look like a thief with a guilty conscience."

The health pot gas is running wild and smoking.

Meng Tangan stopped teasing him and leaned on the couch, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The fallen leaves are flying in the courtyard, which is a beautiful scene.

Xie Xun will definitely come back today, and there will be a good show to perform.

Meng Tangan propped up his chin, with a gentle face, and said thoughtfully: "Do you think Xie Huaijing's face is good-looking?"

"It's beautiful!" Qi Lou said loudly.

"I also think it's very suitable to be beaten."

"What did you say?!"

…

The carriage from Xu Beihou's Mansion arrived at the palace, and Xie Xun walked all the way to the palace where the Queen Mother was. Unfortunately, he met someone on the way.

"Xu Beihou." Lin Zhengyuan, handsome in blue, a handsome young man, held his hand gently.

Lin Zhengyuan went out for business yesterday and didn't rush back until this morning to meet with the emperor for his return.

He is interested in the position of Minister of Household Affairs. Now that such a good opportunity is vacant, he naturally wants to fight for it and work hard.

Xie Xun nodded coldly, turned around and left.

"Xu Beihou seems to be in a good mood today."

Lin Zhengyuan thought of the missing Yu Yi, his eyes darkened, he looked at the noble man in red, and he took the initiative to speak.

This is true.

I don’t know how much information Xie Xun knows, and Meng Tangan...

Thinking of that person, Lin Zhengyuan's heart softened. He knew that Meng Tangan liked Li Ji's peach blossom cakes, so he bought some when he went out to do errands so that he could see her when he returned home.

Xie Xun paused and looked at him with a half-smile.

The meaning of that look was unclear, as if there was something in it. Lin Zhengyuan frowned: "What's wrong?"

"I am indeed in a good mood." Xie Xun said casually, "I expected that Shi Lang Lin would be like this."

Lin Zhengyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect Xie Xun to respond to his words.

This is not quite like Xie Xun's character. In the past, the other party would have ignored it long ago.

He looked at Xie Xun carefully, and there was nothing special about his face. His eyes were narrow and narrow, and he was born with a wild and arrogant nature. He was very romantic, and he chuckled for a while.

"Did Xu Beihou encounter something happy?"

"I've got a new beauty, and I like it very much." Xie Xun turned the jade ring on his finger, and a crying and pitiful face flashed before his eyes, and said lightly.

"Oh?" Lin Zhengyuan was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"Which young lady can attract the attention of the high-minded Xu Beihou? What a happy event."

Is there someone around Xie Xun?!

How is it possible in such a short time?

Doesn’t Xie Xun hate her daughter’s fragrance the most?

What should Meng Tangan do?

Xie Xun smiled: "After all, it is still the credit of Minister Lin. I will come to pay my respects another day."

Coming from Xie Xun's mouth, these words are like a ghost.

Lin Zhengyuan had a bad premonition in his heart and wanted to say something else. Xie Xun had already left, with a slender and handsome back.

He stood there, frowning fiercely.

What does this mean?

What does it have to do with him?

Lin Zhengyuan gritted his teeth and left the palace, saying to the servant: "Go back to Lin Mansion!"

As the carriage passed through the street, the noisy and boiling voices of people could be heard. Lin Zhengyuan vaguely caught the idea of ​​a bride-robbing. He was thinking about Meng Tang'an in his heart, and he was distracted and did not take it to heart.

His eyes fell on the peach blossom cake on the side, slightly soft.

Let’s talk to her later.

They haven't had a good conversation in a long time.

The palace is filled with sandalwood.

Xie Xun walked in and said lazily: "The Queen Mother."

The old man on the soft couch was dressed plainly, but without any loss of elegance. When he saw Xie Xun, he said calmly: "Sit down."

Xie Xun was not polite and sat on the soft couch nearby.

The palace attendants in the inner palace had the foresight to retreat.

The Queen Mother looked at Xie Xun carefully: "You look more and more like your father!"

I think General Xie was the same age as Xie Xun.

Fight on the battlefield and shock everyone.

Xie Xun responded casually.

"Don't blame your father, he also had many choices back then."

Xie Xun was not yet born at that time, and the situation in the capital was treacherous. Later, as old stories became old, Xie Xun heard about them a few times and was indifferent to them.

"It's long gone."

The sky outside the window, which was clear in the early morning, turned cold in an instant. The cold wind in late autumn was biting, and soon a heavy snowfall would sweep across the entire city of Chang'an.

That's their death anniversary!

Integration, sixteen years.

Some things are forgotten on the surface, but are remembered in the hearts of old people.

"It's your birthday soon." The Queen Mother stopped talking about the past and turned to look at Xie Xun, "Aren't you going to spend your birthday alone this year?"

Xie Xun looked at her calmly.

The Queen Mother spoke sternly: "Do you really think that the Ai family are old and deaf? Don't you know what's happening outside?"

"I urged you yesterday and you didn't come. Tell the Ai family what national affairs you were busy with!"
Chapter completed!