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

Xue Mingyue had a complicated expression and really didn't understand what he was thinking.

After he found the box of amulets in Xue's house, he wanted to take it away, but it was something she had asked for from someone else, what was he going to do with it? Was he trying to annoy himself?

She tactfully advised: "How about I go get you another box of amulets?"

Xie Lang shook his head and insisted, "I just want what's in that box."

"Didn't you just say that you could give me whatever I wanted?"

A smile flashed across his eyes, and he deliberately tilted his head, revealing a hurt expression, and whispered, "Forget it, if it makes things difficult for you, I don't have to do it. Having you by my side is enough."

"..."

Xue Mingyue felt a little annoyed.

Xue Mingyue took a deep breath and said seriously, "Be serious, I'm not kidding you."

She could get him as many amulets as he wanted. It was just a matter of visiting various temples, just as a way to relax. How could anyone give up the new ones and insist on the old ones?

"I mean it, too. I only want the ones you put in the box."

Xie Lang added slowly.

After seeing her face darken, he slowly changed the topic and said, "Of course, I understand if you don't want to give it to me... But I want to hear you tell me where each amulet came from."

Xue Mingyue: "?"

She opened her mouth and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing that he looked determined and couldn't be persuaded, and seemed to be really concerned about the amulet in the box, I couldn't help but think for a moment, and finally had no choice but to agree to his request.

Xie Lang immediately laughed, as bright as the morning star.

Seeing this, Xue Mingyue suddenly raised her eyebrows and said, "Since the Marquis is interested in this, why don't you help me find the person who saved my life?"

"I wonder what your Majesty thinks?"

The smile on Xie Lang’s face paused.

·

The dinner was indeed as Xie Lang had said, a sumptuous meal with wine and food.

Xue Mingyue has been controlling her diet for some time and avoiding eating too much meat. The kitchen now knows her taste very well, so the dishes served to her are not those with heavy oil, sauce and vinegar.

Out of some subtle psychological reason, Xue Mingyue deliberately replaced the dishes in front of Xie Lang with ones that were similar to hers.

If you tell him to eat the vegetables, he has to eat them.

After finishing the meal, Xue Mingyue felt sleepy again after a while. She lowered her head, which moved downwards little by little.

Xie Lang noticed that she was sleepy, put down the documents in his hand, reached out his hand and gently held her head, and said softly: "If you are very sleepy, you don't have to stay here with me. I will go back when I am done."

Xue Mingyue hummed indistinctly and rubbed against his hand like a kitten.

Finally, she rubbed her eyes and yawned loudly.

"Okay," she said, and then she perked up and asked, "By the way, how long will we stay at the farm?"

"Stay for two or three days."

Xie Lang looked at her sleepy face and felt his heart softened.

Xue Mingyue wrote down what he said, then she got up from the couch and said goodbye to him. Before leaving, perhaps she was too sleepy to think clearly, or perhaps she was still thinking about what he had said before.

She untied the scarlet hairband from her bun and stuffed it into his hands.

Xie Lang was stunned by her action.

Then I heard her voice soft and sleepy, saying:

"Well, now you have what I need in your hands, and it will always be with you for me."

·

Imperial Palace, Chengqian Hall.

The hall was so quiet that the only sound that could be heard was the sound of burning candles.

The Emperor Jingping's face looked unusually pale under the candlelight, revealing a sickly state that anyone could see. His brows were furrowed, his expression was gloomy, and there was a bowl of black medicine next to him...

Next to it was an open box with a golden pill inside.

In front of him were reports on disasters submitted from various places.

Even though he had heard in advance from the Imperial Observatory and the Taoist priests that there might be a cold wave this winter, he ordered people to spread the message to all directions, but the reports that were submitted one after another were still about severe disasters. Everyone was waiting for disaster relief from the central government.

"If he can't even handle such a small matter, I think he doesn't need to be the Lord anymore!"

The memorials on his desk now were either about disaster relief or asking him to deal with the third prince.

There seemed to be a fire burning in Emperor Jingping's eyes.

He stood up suddenly and threw the memorial in his hand to the ground. In an instant, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, his body suddenly swayed, and his head was splitting.

Liu Shen, who was serving at the side, was startled and hurried forward to help the emperor sit down.

"Your Majesty, this is the medicine sent from the Imperial Hospital."

Liu Shen just picked up the medicine bowl in his hand, but he saw Emperor Jingping holding his forehead with his hand, his face pale, and his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible. He said with difficulty: "...Liu Shen, give me the golden elixir."

Liu Shen hesitated for a moment, then responded and took the golden elixir to feed him.

Then she carefully helped him sit down, went around his back and began to massage his temples.

After a long while, Emperor Jingping finally felt himself recovering, and his hands and feet were no longer as cold as before. He said slowly with an admiring tone: "The Taoist's golden elixir is indeed a good thing."

Liu Shen lowered his head and said nothing.

Based on his understanding of the emperor, he didn't need anyone to talk to him at this time.

Facts also proved that his guess was very accurate. After saying this, Emperor Jingping paused for a long time before speaking again: "Liu Shen, where do you think the third brother got such courage?"

"He slandered my second brother, killed my youngest brother, and bided his time to plot for the throne. I'm afraid he has even plotted against me, his father."

Liu Shen was startled and knelt down immediately.

Emperor Jingping always turned a blind eye to the struggles among the princes below.

He was the one who facilitated the scene where the second and fourth brothers fought each other.

But this meant that he could accept that the third brother, whom he had never taken seriously, was playing them all in the palm of his hand. If he was just playing tricks, it would be fine, but he was trying to get his hands on the military power.

He actually went to see Marquis Dingyuan in private!

If he really uses this opportunity to establish a relationship with Xie Lang, and then lets him take control of the Dingyuan Army, how can he aim for the throne next? He should be planning how to pull his father off the throne.

It’s a pity to think that he was not the first one to know these things, but it was Xie Lang who found them out.

Thinking of this, Emperor Jingping felt his head hurt again.

With the Xie family and the Dingyuan Army surrounding him, how could he, as an emperor, feel at ease if there was even the slightest disturbance?

"It would be great if Yao'er was still alive."

After an unknown amount of time, a deep sigh was heard in the hall.