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

As soon as these words were spoken, the two of them stood there staring at each other.

Xue Mingyue looked at him innocently.

Anyway, he didn't know what she dreamed about. She didn't see the bloody scene of beheading, but she was in the court and heard them talk about it, which was equivalent to seeing it with her own eyes.

If you say you saw it, you saw it.

Moreover, it is rare to see Xie Jinglan look so frightened.

After Xue Mingyue said this, Xie Lang immediately realized what happened on that day in her dream. He couldn't help but frowned and began to wonder whether his expression in the court would scare her.

...That day he was furious because the Xue family did not cooperate. He must have looked scary, right?

Xie Lang's hands suddenly clenched, and his heart sank slightly.

But after meeting her playful eyes, his slightly tense shoulders relaxed immediately. He couldn't help but pinch her face and emphasized, "After I entered the capital and took control of the situation, the Xue family used your name to get close to me."

“It’s something they can do.”

Xue Mingyue had guessed this long ago, her voice was slightly cold and her tone was sarcastic.

After all, Xue Xujun was a man who loved to take chances. When the emperor was powerful, he depended on the emperor. When the second prince's wings gradually grew stronger, he secretly defected to the second prince in the hope of gaining the credit of following the emperor.

According to this statement, Xie Lang entered the capital and handled state affairs as regent.

It was obvious that the trend was on Xie Lang's side, and the Xue family happened to have a ready-made relationship with him. Their in-law relationship was well known, and given Xue Xujun's personality, he would certainly not miss this opportunity.

"If they were just trying to get close to you, you wouldn't be so angry as to kill the whole family. What else did they do?"

Xue Mingyue tilted her head and gave him a questioning look.

Xie Lang fell silent after hearing this, pursed his lips, and shook his head: "Nothing."

Seeing that he was unwilling to talk, Xue Mingyue immediately guessed that this matter must be related to her. She couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She had been dead for many years at that time. How could Xue Xujun use her as an excuse?

She smiled nonchalantly and poked the corner of his tightly pursed lips in amusement.

"I don't recognize him as my father anymore. No matter what he does, he can't disappoint me. Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Xie Lang held her fingers.

Looking at her clear and lively eyes, he sighed in his heart, lowered his eyes, and said in a slightly cold voice: "On the day when I named myself the Regent, I also issued two decrees for you, one to name you the Regent Princess, and the other to posthumously confer the title."

This was the only way he could make up for what he hadn't been able to give her during his lifetime.

At the same time, he was also telling everyone that he still remembered what happened back then and would never forget how his wife died at the border.

Most of the people who participated in the planning of the second prince's rebellion were dealt with by Emperor Jingping that year, and the small number of people who remained were the people hidden behind the scenes by the third prince, and they had already surfaced at that time.

Xie Lang lowered his thick black eyelashes and slowly stroked her fair fingers with his fingertips.

"The first thing I did after returning to the capital was to place His Majesty under house arrest in the palace. At that time, he had been bedridden for many years, and the Third Prince and the Fifth Prince were fighting fiercely in the court."

He told her about the situation back then in a flat tone.

Although Xue Mingyue understood some things in her dream, it was still not much. What she saw in her dream was mostly following Xie Lang, and what she heard were either what he said or what he said to others.

Hearing this now, I can't help but sigh.

When she was still alive, the Second Prince and the Fourth Prince were the ones who fought the most fiercely. The forces behind them were each stronger than the other, but in the end, they both lost their names in the fight.

Instead, the third and fifth princes, who kept a low profile, made it to the end.

...Well, not the last one.

Xue Mingyue paused slightly when thinking about this, raised her eyes to glance at Xie Lang in front of her, nodded in her heart, and was finally intercepted by Xie Lang.

"Early before I came to the capital, I had already found out that the Third Prince was behind the incident, so after placing Your Majesty under house arrest in the palace, I ordered him to be sent to the Imperial Prison and tortured him severely."

At this point, a hint of regret flashed across Xie Lang's eyes.

If I had known that he would die the day before he ascended the throne, I should have killed the third prince in advance. But he actually lived longer than him.

"Perhaps I scared them by bringing up the past," Xie Lang sneered softly, "Maybe Xue Xujun was afraid that he would be the next one, so he invited me to his house to have a gathering and give me some of your belongings."

Hearing this, Xue Mingyue couldn't help but ask: "And you believed it?"

"Wasn't Liu Xing still by your side at the time? Didn't she tell you that there was nothing in the Xue Mansion except some old things?"

Xie Lang looked at her, nodded and hummed softly.

His voice was very light, like a wisp of misty wind, and he lowered his eyes and said, "When the mansion was raided, none of your old belongings were left. The things we collected during the exile were also taken away by you in a fire."

It was not until then that he realized that he did not have anything related to her memories.

There was nothing except the painting hidden in the secret compartment of the study.

From then on, he really became a lonely man.

Xue Mingyue was suddenly speechless.

Xie Lang raised his head, looked at her deeply, and reached out to touch her face: "I was wondering at the time, why could you be so cruel... so cruel that you didn't let me see you for the last time, and didn't leave any items for me."

It was as if there was no one named Xue Mingyue who had left any trace in this world.

In the end, I can only see her in my memories.

The sadness and loneliness in his eyes made Xue Mingyue's heart tighten. She hurriedly explained: "I actually didn't think about these things at all. I sent you away because I knew that if you were here, I would not be able to set off that fire."

"As for the old things..."

Xue Mingyue racked her brains to recall what she was thinking at that time, but she couldn't remember it after a long time, because she had never thought of it at all.

She felt a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect that all the things we brought along would be in that small courtyard."

After the fire starts, of course nothing is left.

No wonder when she saw the painting in her dream, although it was well preserved, it still had many wears and tear.

I guess this is the only old thing he has.

I must have taken it out to look at it often, and maybe even cried alone in private.

The more Xue Mingyue thought about it, the more she felt that this was very likely to happen. She rushed over to hug him, and patted his back randomly, trying to comfort his hurt mood caused by his memories.

"Aren't we all living well now?"

"Let's not talk about these sad things. Didn't we just say that Xue Xujun used my old things to invite you to his house for a gathering? Then what? What did he do?"

She was thinking about changing the subject when she heard him suddenly say calmly:

"He poisoned me."