"Miss, just say it."

If the outer chamber is brought into the Hou Mansion by the Marquis in the future, he may not want to see the young lady, and the servants like them will have even less status.

Chang Chan can tell the difference clearly.

Zhang Nuanyan showed a smile.

"You help me go out and find out about Meng Tang'an. How on earth... did she meet brother Xie Xun, who did she meet, and what happened to the bride-robbing brother?"

"I just want to know why brother Xie Xun likes her."

"Don't worry, miss, I'll leave this matter to my slave!"

The next day, the rain stopped, it was the last rain in late autumn, and the sun was shining brightly.

There is still moisture in the air, and the raindrops under the eaves are dripping and falling on the bluestone, which is antique, peaceful and elegant.

This is Xie Xun's first time staying here except that night, and he didn't leave in the morning.

Meng Tang'an slept deeply, and when she woke up, her eyes met a cold, white collarbone, and the soft and messy neckline revealed the temptation of hardness.

"Don't stay in bed when you wake up."

A low voice sounded, and Xie Xun looked at her with lazy eyes.

"You just stayed in bed, why didn't you leave?" Meng Tangan retorted, hugging the quilt. She cried hard yesterday and her voice was still hoarse.

"Let's see if you can sleep until midnight."

"!!!"

Meng Tangan's last bit of discomfort because of what happened last night disappeared, and she often wanted to sew Xie Xun's mouth shut.

Xie Xun got off the bed, wearing a white coat, with a slender figure and a dignified air, less sharp than usual, elegant and casual, like a young man enjoying the rain in front of the window in the old days.

The fingers with clear joints picked up the clothes on the pear wood rack on one side. He caught a glimpse of the person still sitting on the bed. He temporarily thought of teasing her and casually raised his fingers at her, playing with the taste in Meng Tang'an's blank eyes.

.

"Can you serve others?"

Meng Tang'an was annoyed with his frivolous questions this morning, her cheeks were thin with anger, her autumn eyes were shining, and she threw the pillow at Xie Xun.

"Do those who admire Xu Beihou know what you look like in private?"

It was the first time in his life that someone hit a pillow. Xie Xun's expression was a little weird. He hugged the pillow firmly and soon his expression became normal: "What kind of thing?"

"Frivolous! Shameless! Shameless!"

Meng Tangan used three words in a row, which showed that he was really angry.

"I just want to ask you, do you know how to change people's clothes?" Xie Xun was not annoyed, and said slowly and affectionately: "Besides, if those people have any relationship with me, it would be great if Tangtang knew."

"..."

I will sweep people's graves.

Do you want it?

For the sake of being acquainted, I get a 10% discount.

Meng Tangan put his hands around his knees, rested his fair chin on his arms, and his black hair was messy and scattered behind him. She was gentle and charming, and asked: "Will Xu Beihou wait for people to change clothes?"

"Forget it for others, as for you..." Xie Xun looked arrogant and wild, and smiled with unknown meaning, "I can help you take it off."

That’s obviously tearing!!

Meng Tangan angrily threw another pillow at Xie Xun!

Cha Qiu had just come in and wanted to help the girl freshen up. When he saw a pillow flying towards him, he was confused and hurriedly hugged it.

"Girl?"

Meng Tangan pursed her lips, but her earlobes were still red.

Cha Qiu looked at her and saw the figure standing there lazily holding a pillow. His eyelids jumped and he understood what was going on.

This Miss Meng is so courageous!

Xie Xun was so angry last night that he didn't leave and stayed overnight. Zha Qiu couldn't help but sigh, Chu Yuju's innocence will be more lively in the future. He coughed and put down the pillow.

"That slave, please step aside first..."

"No, let's freshen up." Xie Xun had no expression on his face, but he had no intention of leaving. He just leaned against the door and watched Meng Tangan freshen up.

Eight days have passed since Lin Mansion left.

It's not that Xie Xun never thought about coming, but every time he thought about the way she and Lin Zhengyuan stood together that day, he was indescribably annoyed, so he deliberately ignored her for a while so that he could clarify his views on Meng Tang'an.
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As a result, something like this happened yesterday.

Meng Tangan.

Xie Xun murmured her name in his heart, looking incomprehensible.

Meng Tang'an didn't know what Xie Xun was thinking here, and she burst into tears from the pain. When Cha Qiu put makeup on her, she tried her best to avoid the injury on the side of her face, but it was still very painful, so she whispered: "No

Once it’s on, it’s good like this.”

Xie Xun sneered: "Come on." On a whim, he stepped forward and said, "I'll do it."

"!!!"

Throughout the whole process, Cha Qiu regarded himself as a tool with no need for affection. He hesitated and wanted to retreat.

"I don't want it." Meng Tang'an pitifully grabbed Cha Qiu's sleeves and refused to let her go, "Qiu Qiu, come here!"

Xie Xun looked at her like this: "What have I done to you?"

How dare she dislike him?!

"You don't know how." Meng Tang'an frowned, feeling really disgusted. She turned her eyes towards Cha Qiu and said in a soft voice, "Qiu Qiu is better."

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Chaqiu's forehead.

Don’t dare!

In the end, Cha Qiu didn't stay either. Xie Xun pressed Meng Tangan in front of the dressing mirror with a calm face: "Don't move."

Meng Tangan looked at death with a look on his face.

Looking at her expression, Xie Xun himself doubted that he was that bad?

Impossible.

Xie Xun was categorical and felt that Meng Tangan did not know how to commend himself.

It was rare to take a serious look at the injury on the side of the face: "The swelling has gone down."

"How could it be that fast?" Meng Tang'an didn't believe it.

"What did I lie to you about?" Xie Xun dismissed it.

Meng Tang'an held her face in the mirror and looked at it carefully, complaining: "It's so ugly."

Xie Xun leaned sideways in front of the dressing table: "It's okay."

Xie Xun never praised anyone, let alone a woman. Meng Tangan didn't know how rare it was for him to say that he was okay, so he complained: "If I lose my appearance, it's all your fault."

"Don't worry, it can't be broken."

The medicines used are all of the best quality, but it can’t be so easy to lose appearance.

"That's right. After all, Xu Beihou has fallen in love with my face, so he is not willing to let Tang An lose his appearance."

Xie Xun was too lazy to refute such words, so he simply let Meng Tangan say it casually.

He raised the white face and looked at it for a few seconds. This was the first time he put makeup on a woman. His movements were so gentle that it took all the patience of Xie Xun's life. He deliberately avoided the wound and put rouge on her, saying coldly.

Ask.

"It hurts?"

Meng Tangan was already prepared for Xie Xun to be ignorant of the seriousness and even disfigured.

Unexpectedly, the cool temperature fell on the side of the face, a bit ice, and the fingertips were covered with thin calluses, and there was a strange tremor when sliding across the skin.

The dressing mirror reflects the image of a woman in a white shirt, with her eyes closed and looking up. Her chin is lifted, and only her slender fingers can be seen, and the person's face cannot be clearly seen. One is charming and the other is lazy. The bedroom is elegant and quiet, with light and shadow.

It’s spread all over the floor.

She fluttered her eyelashes and tentatively opened her eyes, just in time to meet Xie Xun's condescending gaze, and she groaned.

"Just so-so."

Xie Xun laughed angrily, licked his teeth, and said solemnly: "I really shame you."
Chapter completed!