On the second day, Xie Xun came to Chu Yuju as expected, and on the third and fourth days, they all came, but Meng Tangan refused to let him stay overnight every time, and started chasing people away when the time came.

After a few days, Meng Tang'an's injuries were almost healed, leaving no trace at all, and Xie Xun no longer locked her up.

When they were walking on the street, Cha Qiu wanted to follow her, but she found an excuse to get him away.

The woman was walking alone on the street, wearing a white curtain hat, very low-key. When she passed by, a strange man left a word in her ear.

Meng Tang'an walked around the street without changing his expression before entering the Third Prince's Mansion through the back door.

Liang Jian was already waiting for her in the study: "Sit down."

Meng Tangan was really rude and sat down directly: "Do you have tea? I'm thirsty."

Liang Jian is still standing:???

Is something not quite right?

"...Yes."

Liang Jian also sat down, his eyes filled with meaning: "You have been quite popular these days."

Meng Tangan opened his eyes and told lies, made random remarks, and painted cakes for Liang Jian: "It's all for the great cause."

"How is Xie Xun treating you?"

"It's okay."

"Have I ever told you about the court?"

"No."

"You live outside now, and there is still too little information that you have access to. You have to find a way to get into Xu Beihou's mansion!"

"Looking for opportunities."

Liang Jian pondered for a moment: "Let's do this, I will find a way to help you enter the Marquis Mansion, and you will cooperate. As for the specific information, I will send you a letter, and then you can go to Zhushangtang to find the shopkeeper there."

"Okay."

After speaking, Liang Jian was silent for a few seconds.

Who is the master?

"Are you happy with Lin Zhengyuan?"

"In the face of major events, Tang An will not talk about the personal affairs of his children." Meng Tang An lowered his eyes and smiled, with a deep and sincere expression. His skin was naturally thin, and his expression was as bright as a spring flower and as bright as an autumn moon.

Obviously I like it.

Liang Jian suddenly understood why Lin Zhengyuan fell in love with Meng Tangan. It would be difficult for him to refuse.

As for Xie Xun, so be it.

When he thought that Xie Xun would lose to him in the end, and that the woman he loved the most was his, Liang Jian felt so happy that he could hardly restrain himself!

"After everything is done..."

"Huh?"

Meng Tangan raised his eyes.

Liang Jian paused and looked at the woman's gentle features. He suddenly changed his original thoughts about Meng Tang'an. He took a sip of tea and thought of Lin Zhengyuan's caring look, his eyes darkened.

Yu Yi stood far away from the study, wanting to know what they were talking about. As soon as he took a step forward, a voice came from behind him.

"Yu Yi? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I haven't had much to do these days, so I wanted to ask my master."

Another subordinate nodded: "You have been more relaxed recently."

Yu Yi lowered his head.

Where is leisure, Liang Jian is clearly suspicious!

Thinking of the task assigned to her by Xie Xun, she closed her eyes and clenched her fists.

"You come with me."

"Okay."

They walked in the other direction. At that time, the door of the study room opened, and a graceful figure in white walked out of it. The curtain was lifted by the wind, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his body and bones looked like he was extremely beautiful in the world, frail and sentimental.
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Yu Yi caught a glimpse and was startled for a moment.

"What are you looking at?" My companion asked suspiciously, "Why are you always distracted?"

"Nothing..." Yu Yi looked away.

Who is that and how did he get out of Liang Jian’s study?

I have inexplicable thoughts in my mind. I always feel that something looks familiar, but I just can’t remember it.

The snow fell a little late this year, and Chang'an finally received the first snow in winter.

The snow is huge and the sky and the earth are covered with snow.

Xie Xun just came out of the palace and came to Chu Yuju. He was not wearing a crane cloak. His red clothes reflected the white snow. He was slender and tall, with a cold outline. There were also fine snowflakes falling on his shoulders. His clothes were fluttering and the wind was blowing. He looked even more high-spirited in the world.

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As soon as he stepped into the yard, a snowball hit him!

Xie Xun turned sideways to avoid it, looked up, and saw five or six more snowballs flying towards him. He simply didn't dodge. The snowballs quickly shattered when they hit him, and fluttered down from his sleeves, showing his dignity and sharpness.<

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"Meng, Tang, An!"

The man was holding a snowball in his hands and looking at him innocently. He was thin and thin. He was dressed in a white shirt that blended into the sky and the earth. He was as gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. He was also wearing a bright red cloak. The snow-white fox fur surrounding his neck was soft and set off against the background.

The palm-sized face and bright eyes are particularly touching in the heavy snow.

"Are you brave?" Xie Xun patted Xue's sleeves and stepped forward.

This was the first time someone threw a snowball at him, but he was someone he couldn't care less about.

"Xunlang, I want to play in the snow." The woman's voice was soft, like a daughter's coquettishness.

Xie Xun scratched the bridge of her nose: "Are you playing in the snow or taking the opportunity to retaliate?"

"How could it be possible? I've never had a snowball fight before. It's so interesting. Xu Beihou won't even spend this little time with me, right?"

Meng Tangan tugged on his sleeves and shook them slightly, his peach blossom eyes curling up.

Xie Xun has a long body and a slender profile. Standing in front of her, the red dress and the red cloak of the woman's snow shirt contrast with each other, like a beautiful woman, articulating words in a playful way.

"Tangtang has already called me Xu Beihou, how dare I disagree?"

"Then Mr. Xun is not allowed to fight back." Meng Tang'an was happy and sweetly changed her words.

"Stand and let you hit me?"

"Okay."

"..."

Xie Xun has been assassinated countless times over the years. This snowball is nothing at all. He can naturally hide if he wants to.

But for the sake of making Meng Tangan happy, he stayed with her for a while, and her clothes were almost wet from the snow.

Chu Yuju's building is extremely elegant. After winter, the nine-curved verandahs, pavilions and pavilions are like ice and snow paintings, and a white skirt flutters in the yard.

"And you brought it to the face?" Xie Xun frowned and wiped off the snow on the side of his face. His lines were clear and his skin was extremely white.

While I was talking, several more snowballs were thrown at me.

Meng Tangan played with great interest: "Maybe Xueqiu also admires Xu Beihou's appearance."

Xie Xun was used to hearing her irrelevant words, so he didn't take her seriously. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips amidst the falling snow on the evergreen branches.

Meng Tangan tasted the slightly cool and clean taste.

"There will be a lantern show tonight."

Meng Tangan understood what he meant.

Cha Qiu watched with fear, especially when the snowball hit Xie Xun's face. He was afraid that he would get angry the next second, but who knew that Xie Xun didn't even mean to be angry at all!

After that, it was no longer suitable to watch, so she quietly withdrew.

Chang'an City fell into the night, and it was as prosperous as before, with busy traffic and endless noise. Many ladies and young men from aristocratic families came out.

"Why did you think of taking me to see the lantern show?"

"Don't like it?"

"Not like anything you can do."

"It looks like it now."

Xie Xun's appearance is really outstanding. He is dressed in red and has a noble look. On a snowy night, he looks like a young man wearing bright clothes and an angry horse. Many women look at him frequently.

Meng Tang'an deeply doubted that if she were not here, those people might just throw the handkerchief.
Chapter completed!