"Back then, Lord Marquis..." After visiting the church alone, she went to find...

Halfway through Zha Qiu's words, he realized that these were not what he should say. Meng Tangan should have known it, so he swallowed the words and turned to speak.

"I met him on the street before and gave him an umbrella, but he seemed to be in a bad mood at that time."

After listening to it, Meng Tangan always felt that the person Zha Qiu mentioned was a bit strange, but the marriage of bad people was struck by lightning, so he smiled and said: "I will definitely meet the Mr. Zhou you mentioned when I have the chance."

Cha Qiu blushed.

Recently, her parents introduced her to her brother next door, and she wanted to make it clear to Zhou and Yu.

Let’s talk to him next time we meet.

If he wants to marry her, she will!

…

The banquet lasted until late at night, and Xie Xun left the party and broke into the royal study without disturbing anyone!

The commander of the Praetorian Guards was one of his men, so he informed him in advance and avoided him during patrols.

Xie Xun knew a little about pharmacology. After rummaging through the hidden compartments, he found several bottles of different medicines. He sniffed them lightly, poured out some of the red bottle of medicine powder with an indifferent expression, and put them back.

The commander of the Imperial Guard inspected the palace and asked the time. It was 2:00 p.m., and his tense heart breathed a sigh of relief.

The other party should have left by this time.

Xu Beihou actually dared to break into the imperial study at night. It was so unscrupulous when the palace was surrounded by spies and there was a lot of rumors!

Zhang Xing was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

Xu Beihou Mansion.

Study.

Chu He heard it carefully and nodded: "This is the poison that was poisoned by the former Minister of Household Affairs and the prince at that time, but how could it be in the emperor's study?!"

"Because he killed him." Xie Xun said.

"Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds!" Chu He clicked his tongue.

"How is Lin Zhengyuan doing in Tianlao?" Xie Xun said in a calm tone. Perhaps because of his sleeplessness these days, his voice was low and hoarse.

"Liang Jianzheng is trying to find a way to get him out. He is looking for people to help him out. Lin Zhengyuan has someone to take care of him in the cell, which is not too bad." Yang Zhihua said.

"The Lin family." Xie Xun narrowed his eyes, "Suitable for exile."

"Master Hou, just say it, I will do it."

Deployed until late at night, Xie Xun said a lot.

He's not usually like this.

"Then shall we retreat first?" Yang Zhihua asked.

"Is there anything else?" Xie Xun was startled.

"What else can be done?" Xie Quyan was confused at the side, "Do you still think you are not busy enough? Do you think you are a machine and you are not afraid of hardship or fatigue?"

"Go away." Xie Xun leaned back, his eyebrows delicate and noble.

When Xie Quyan walked to the door, he looked back and saw that the man was swallowed up in the endless darkness. Although he was in a high position, he felt lonely.

The study is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

There is no sound and no one else.

Xie Xun always thought that he was used to it.

He has been here like this for so many years. It makes no sense that after Meng Tangan stayed with him for a short period of time, he couldn't adapt to anything.

This makes no sense.

Meng Tang'an has made it so clear, it would be really pointless to continue to pester him.

Xie Xun always thought that he was very rational and knew exactly what to do and what not to do.

He worked hard to keep himself busy these days, so busy that he stayed up all night, and he was so busy that he had no time to breathe!

If you don’t stop and take a rest, it won’t hurt anymore.

You can forget it.

It's no use at all.

Whenever Xie Xun opens and closes his eyes, what he always sees is that cold and frail face, whether it is the sudden light of day or the cold moon at dusk.

He handled cases countless times, interrogated prisoners, listened to them confess the facts, and cried and begged for mercy.

Those noisy sounds fell on my ears, buzzing, like countless flying insects surrounding me, making endless sounds, distant yet close.

——"When you tried so hard to lie to me, did you ever love me at all?"

——"Never."

Never.

Never!

The scene of that night reappeared, and the woman's words were like an indelible curse, echoing in Xie Xun's ears again and again.

It's like someone stabbed a dagger into the softest part of the heart, constantly tearing open the bloody wound.

If you pull it out, you will die. If you don’t pull it out, you will be screaming in pain day and night!

After putting it aside for a long time, he began to get used to it and tried to coexist with it, but every time he tried to take a step closer, the dagger penetrated an inch deeper.

Through the heart.

But that's it.

When it hurts to the point of numbness, it still hurts.

There is no moonlight tonight, only a few scattered stars, it is dim and dark, and the night is quiet.

When Xie Quyan got up in the middle of the night, he saw a person drinking in the pavilion on the back mountain. It was quite far away and he couldn't see clearly. His outline was lonely and cold.

He was stunned, looked at it for a while, and then hesitantly stepped forward.

"Brother, why are you drinking alone here at night? You are not interesting enough."

Xie Xun was leaning on the railing, with his back straight, his sleeves fluttering, his figure slender and slim, sinking under the shadow of the swaying willow tree, his eyes looking into the distance, holding a jar of wine in one hand, and the strong liquor was poured down his throat.

Feeling burning.

Xie Quyan saw that Xie Xun was silent and kept looking in one direction, so he also looked there.

From this angle, you can clearly see the Bamboo Garden——

The wife of Xu Beihou lived there.

Xie Quyan fell silent.

The crystal clear wine reflected the quiet summer night. Xie Xun was drunk and saw in a trance a long time ago.

On a snowy day, the man, wearing a white shirt and a red cloak, stood on the long street with three thousand bright lights and looked at him with a smile.

He just shook the wine glass slightly, and the beautiful scene was instantly distorted and broken, vulnerable to a blow, and was pulled into the endless abyss by the whirlpool!

"Xie Quyan, I really don't know what to do..."

The moment he opened his mouth, his voice was choked with sobs.

If you ask him to let Meng Tang go, he can't do it.

If he didn't love Meng Tang'an, he couldn't do it.

Everything in this world.

Hindsight is the most painful thing.

A person has experienced all kinds of regrets and sufferings, and is trapped in them without being able to escape.

Xie Quyan had never heard Xie Xun's tone like this before. It was so broken that it frightened him. He opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say.

At that time, he told Xie Xun that those who betray their sincerity will be punished.

Unexpectedly.

One word hits the mark.

But what is sincerity?

It is said that a person who betrays his sincerity will need to swallow ten thousand needles, but these ten thousand needles may all be stuck in the body of a person who gives his sincerity.

If there is no sincerity, there will be no pain.

"Everyone knows that Meng Tang'an loves you, but what about you? I told you at that time, but you never responded!"

Xie Quyan finally couldn't help but said: "She loves you so much, there is no way she wants to leave! You can force someone to run away from marriage, what have you done?"

Except for the secret guard responsible for the investigation, Xie Xun never revealed the slightest bit of Meng Tangan's identity.

No one knew that Meng Tangan was an undercover agent, not even Xie Quyan.

Everything stays at the time when she still loves him.

Except for the parties involved.

The spiciness of the strong wine irritated his senses. Xie Xun drank the wine in one gulp and coughed non-stop, as if he could cough up his heart!
Chapter completed!