It was freezing cold in February, and there was still ice under the eaves. It was a sunny day today, and the sun was shining brightly. The three inches of snow accumulated on the eaves melted, and the drops turned into snow and fell on the bluestone.

Looking from a distance, two figures stood under the eaves of the corridor. The man was tall and tall, with a beautiful curve in his eyebrows and eyes. He was very charming and smiling at the woman in the white dress.

Zhang Nuanyan has never seen such a smile.

She suddenly felt flustered.

Xie Xun likes Meng Tangan?

Looking at it like that, Xie Xun may not even know it.

The resentment and unwillingness grew up in her heart, and she had not been able to see the light of day for many years. She had liked Xie Xun for so many years, how could she watch someone else marry him with such a beautiful woman?!

She underestimated Meng Tangan.

This outer room must not be kept!

Zhang Nuanyan stood in the corner, staring at the scene, his eyebrows covered with a layer of gloom.

At night, Xie Xun stayed in the Wei Jian Pavilion.

Meng Tangan's attitude towards him was awkward.

It doesn't matter, he knows that, and he relies on Meng Tangan to be the most hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

The next day, Xie Xun was afraid that Meng Tang'an had just arrived and was not used to living there, so he asked Chu Yuju's servants to come to the Hou Mansion to serve him.

After returning home at night after busying with government affairs, he walked directly into the Wei Jian Pavilion without letting anyone know.

You can see the lit candles from the window, and before you take a break, soft conversations are coming from the bedroom.

"Girl, you are so coaxing." Zha Qiu advised worriedly, "Meng Fusheng is so embarrassing, you can keep the Marquis cold for a few more days, there is no need to do this now."

"As time goes by, I'm afraid of what if he ignores me when he gets angry."

The soft voice was carried by the night wind, and when it fell on his ears, it was enough to make Xie Xun pause.

When Cha Qiu heard this, he was stunned for several seconds, and he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart: "No, everyone can see the Marquis' love for you, girl."

"Really? Do you think he likes me?" Ping He's voice suddenly became excited. After hesitating for a moment, he quickly spoke again and whispered, "A little liking is okay."

The change in tone was heartbreaking. Across the door, Xie Xun closed his eyes, his expression unclear.

"Really." Cha Qiu nodded with a sour heart.

"No matter what, it is the Marquis's fault that Meng Fusheng happened. You don't have to bow your head first. Children who cry will get candy. You are so sensible this time. Next time, the Marquis will not feel guilty."<

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When these words fell, it was quiet for a while before a voice came out, with a hint of soft joy.

"But...he said he wanted to marry me."

He said he wanted to marry me.

"Zha Qiu, do you know? What he said, he said it himself, that we should marry with the courtesy of a real wife, and the whole Chang'an City knows it!"

The daughter couldn't hide her thoughts at all, she showed off a little proudly, and finally said softly: "How can I bear to lose my temper with him again?"

"Girl..."

"I'm very happy that he is willing to marry me. He wants me to be obedient, and I think I should be content. If I were more sensible, would I be more likable to him? Around him..."

It was quiet for a long time, and just when Xie Xun thought she could no longer speak, an extremely soft voice slowly sounded.

"Can it be done later, and there will be others?"

The sound obviously didn't have any strength, and was easily crushed by the cold wind on a winter night. However, Xie Xun captured it clearly.

Meng Tangan never said this when he was in front of him.

Never.

Xie Xun stood for a long time without going in. He left alone. Before leaving, he said to the people in the courtyard: "There is no need to tell her that I was here."

Today is the fifteenth day, and there is a full moon.

Xie Xun narrowed his eyes for a while and smiled softly.

Did you see it?

She is easily satisfied.

"You are about to get married, why don't you stay with your wife and find me a lonely person?"

Pei Yanzhi looked at him and raised his eyebrows lightly.

"Suddenly I want to drink." Xie Xun said, and added slowly, "She is weak and can't drink with me, and she doesn't like the smell of alcohol."

The implication is that I can only find you reluctantly.

After all, Pei Yanzhi was drinking with Liu Zhu. With such a friend, he could be regarded as seeing unreal love like a mirror and a mirror.

After drinking for three rounds, he looked ashen and asked: "Xie Xun, why did you marry Meng Tang'an?"

To be honest, Pei Yanzhi was quite surprised. Before this, he had unanimously believed that with Meng Tang'an's life experience, it was impossible to be a legitimate wife.

And what about Xie Xun?

I have always had my eyes higher than my head, so why do you do this?

Xie Xun thought for a long time, with the words he heard in Weijian Pavilion still echoing in his ears, and finally gave this answer.

"If she really marries someone else, she will have to lose her temper. She will do all the tricks, she will shed tears, and it will be very troublesome to coax her."

His tone was as arrogant and arrogant as ever. Xie Xun leaned on the railing and drank wantonly, half of his face looking very pale in the moonlight.

He was born to be the most dazzling one.

I poured the liquor straight down my throat without feeling any burn, and I chuckled, with a hint of helpless disgust.

"It's better to marry her to save worry and effort."

It seems like a kind of superior reluctance.

But no one saw the smile in Xie Xun’s eyes.

Meng Tangan breathed a sigh of relief after listening to those gentle words.

She deliberately said those words just now just to test Xie Xun's attitude, and followed him when he left.

That being the case.

Then Meng Tangan is relieved.

She almost thought.

Xie Xun lost his mind and went crazy.

Pei Yanzhi didn't know how to evaluate Xie Xun's words: "Xie Xun, let me tell you something sincerely. If you keep thinking like this, you'd better pray that Meng Tang'an will always like you."

"Of course she loves me."

This is something Xie Xun can always say without thinking.

Meng Tangan loves him and will always love him.

Those sounds of admiration and eyes cannot be faked.

This idea is deeply ingrained in Xie Xun's heart.

There will never be anyone who likes Xie Xun more than Meng Tangan.

Pei Yanzhi was silent for a while: "I hope so."

Meng Tang'an didn't listen to their conversation anymore. It meant nothing to her anymore, so she turned around and left.

She has a bold idea.

Late at night, Ministry of Rites.

The officials from the Ministry of Etiquette who had already finished handling their matters, extinguished the candles and were about to leave were all blocked by Xie Xun in the Ministry of Etiquette, and no one was allowed to leave.

The Minister of Rites said that he was conscientious in his work and had never offended Xie Xun.

"Xu, Xu Beihou..." The Minister of Rites was tongue-tied and asked cautiously, "Is there any important matter for your visit?"

Could it be that something big happened? The Ministry of Rites was involved, and they came to investigate?

Thinking of this, the Minister of Etiquette's heart froze, and he almost swore: "I am really a loyal minister, you know it!!"

Xie Xun lazily leaned there, quite drunk, with a strong smell of alcohol on his body. Against that exquisite and unparalleled face, he slowly squinted his eyes, his eyes piercing.
Chapter completed!