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

Xue Mingyue stared at him blankly.

That pretty little face didn't react for a long time, but blinked twice blankly. After a long while, she let out a slow "ah".

Xie Lang poked her cheek with his index finger in amusement: "I've said so much, you should at least give me some reaction, right?"

Xue Mingyue fell slightly backwards after being poked by him.

Like a little tumbler, Xie Lang was extremely amused by her dazed look.

After a while, she finally came back to her senses from what he said. She rubbed her face with her hands and said in a muffled voice: "...I have been to many places in my two lives, but I have never been to Suzhou."

"But you should know that I am used to the sweetness and don't want to suffer anymore."

Xue Mingyue raised her head and looked at him seriously with her misty eyes: "So, one day, can you make Suzhou the second richest capital?"

She didn't know what Suzhou was like.

But she knew the capital city, and she also knew that the further north one went, the more desolate and less prosperous it became... But in Suzhou, the sky was high and the emperor was far away!

That was a great place that she and her grandfather had chosen after a day of discussion!

Xie Lang seemed not to have expected her to say this, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. Then the smile on his lips gradually widened. He laughed, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her in his arms.

"I promise, Suzhou will be better than the capital!"

He hugged her tightly and rubbed his head against her neck.

The soft black hair fell on the side of her neck, gently brushing it.

It was like being rubbed hard by a kitten that had suddenly become enthusiastic. Xue Mingyue's heart suddenly relaxed and she felt so itchy that she wanted to laugh. As she laughed, she felt her eyes become unusually sore and her vision was blurred by tears.

She grabbed Xie Lang's robe hard and sniffed.

Xue Mingyue pursed her lips tightly, and her voice was nasal and tearful when she spoke.

"I really hate you, Xie Jinglan."

"You are such a bad guy. You only know how to lie to me and force me all day long. Do you think I don't know? In fact, I know everything. I have made up my mind to divorce you and never see you again in this life."

Xue Mingyue clenched her fist and punched him hard.

"You bastard."

Xie Lang patted her back gently, letting her vent, and coaxed her in a low voice: "Yes, I am a bastard."

Xue Mingyue cursed randomly, and her voice gradually became quieter. She sniffed, closed her eyes, buried her face in his arms, and said sullenly: "But I still like you."

All those disappointments put together are not as good as one word of love.

Xie Lang paused slightly, and his expression became softer.

He bent down and placed a kiss on the top of her head.

"I like you too."

After saying that, he couldn't help but add, "I really like the kind that I love very much."

I liked you from the first time I saw you.

No matter how long it has been, when I realize you might still be alive, I will rush to see you without stopping, even if it may just be a dream.

But I am happy to see you in my dreams.

·

When Xue Mingyue woke up the next day, she was still a little confused.

The moment she opened her eyes, she found that her eyes were so dry that she could cry at any time. However, the discomfort in her eyes was a trivial matter. The biggest problem was...

Why is Xie Lang lying next to her? Help!

And she was held tightly in Xie Lang's arms!

Xue Mingyue had just woken up, her mind was in a daze, and she didn't react to what happened for a moment. She subconsciously kicked him and cursed, "Didn't I tell you not to get on my bed?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that her voice had become hoarse.

Xie Lang, who had just woken up and was about to happily welcome his wife's affection, opened his eyes in surprise: "......?"

Their eyes met, and both of them had a look of confusion on their faces.

Before Xie Lang could figure out what was happening, he sat up straight. His dark undershirt was loose, revealing his cold pale skin. He reached out and drew aside the bed curtain, brought in a glass of water and handed it to her.

Only then did he remind her, “You were the one who made me get into bed last night.”

"impossible."

Xue Mingyue speaks faster than her brain.

Xie Lang raised his eyebrows, fed the water to her mouth, and said with a smile: "Have you forgotten what happened last night? Do you need me to remind you again?"

Xue Mingyue wanted to take the teacup, but Xie Lang pushed her hand away.

She had no choice but to drink the water from his hand.

After her throat was moistened, the memories of last night slowly came back to her. Her eyes suddenly widened, her face turned red, and she felt like she was burning with embarrassment.

Thinking of the scene last night when she hugged his waist and refused to let him leave.

Xue Mingyue wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

——"You stay, Xie Jinglan, don't leave, I want to stay with you."

——"I always have nightmares when you're not around, and I don't want to have them again tonight."

——"I will never drive you away again..."

She didn't drink any alcohol last night, so why is she so drunk?

Xue Mingyue couldn't quite remember what she had said last night. Her memory was hazy, as if covered by a layer of fog. She only remembered that Xie Lang couldn't persuade her in the end, so he had to lie down holding her.

Seeing her expression, Xie Lang knew that she remembered.

He said lazily, "Do you remember? You were much more honest and enthusiastic last night than you are now."

The tone means something.

Xue Mingyue couldn't help but hold her head and argued: "No, that's not me, that's my sister Xue Mingzhu."

There was absolutely no way she could have said those words.

That definitely couldn't be what she really thought. How could she say something that expressed such fondness and nostalgia?

Xie Lang laughed instantly when he heard this.

In an instant, his eyes were as bright as stars, sparkling, as if there was a pool of spring water in his eyes, so clear, elegant and graceful.

Xue Mingyue looked a little dazed for a moment.

She had known from the beginning that Xie Lang had a face that could bring disaster to a handsome man, otherwise he would not have been able to attract all the girls in the capital to bow down to him. Even though they were together day and night, she still could not resist this face.

When he smiled, she seemed to lose her mind.

During this brief period of time, Xue Mingyue still had the mind to think that if she were the emperor, she would definitely be the tyrant who said "The spring night is short and the sun rises high, so the king will never attend court again from now on."

The reason why she could change her mind so quickly was because of his face.

Xie Lang smiled and came forward, lifted her chin with his index finger, and whispered: "You are not a pearl, you are my moon."

"Since you remember everything that happened before we went to bed last night, I guess you also remember what happened afterwards, right?"

Xue Mingyue blinked.

The next moment, Xie Lang kissed her lips.

A smiling voice sounded.

"Of course, I want my husband to be honored by my son."