She has a gentle attitude towards Meng Tang'an, and there is no trace of any previous conflicts, which vaguely reveals the attitude of a host towards her guests.

"But brother Xie Xun doesn't allow outsiders to enter the study. He is busy with official duties, so I'm afraid I won't be able to see you."

Meng Tangan: "Oh."

I walked forward without stopping.

Zhang Nuanyan looked coldly, planning to wait and see how ugly Meng Tangan was being turned away.

She knows Xie Xun, and she definitely doesn’t want to see anyone at this time.

"Miss Meng, come in with me." Yang Zhihua never dared to refuse Meng Tangan. Hey, maybe he could get a promotion and a salary increase with just a word from Miss Meng!

Meng Tangan thanked her softly and stepped into the study.

Zhang Nuanyan stood alone outside, holding the handkerchief slightly tightly, with an expressionless face. She felt that others were mocking her. After restraining herself for a while, she raised a faint smile on her face and turned around to leave.

Is Lin Han a waste? When Meng Tangan was in the Lin Mansion, he didn't clean up properly and sent him to brother Xie Xun's bed.

Come to her now...

"Xunlang."

The daughter's voice was gentle and soft, causing Xie Xun to raise his eyelashes, his indifferent expression softened slightly, and he patted his leg with his long fingers: "Come here."

Meng Tang'an walked over consciously, sat on him, and hooked his neck: "Are you busy?"

Yang Zhihua left the food box behind and ran away without looking at it.

"Are you busy?" Xie Xun pinched her waist with one hand, said something in her ear with a half-smile, and swept the food box left on the table, "Did you make it?"

"If Mr. Xun trusts my craftsmanship so much, it's not impossible for me to do it." Meng Tang'an glanced at him lightly and smiled coquettishly.

"Forget it, the kitchen of Xu Beihou's mansion cannot withstand your harm."

"Miss Zhang sent it here. Do you want to eat it? I'm afraid I put a lot of thought into it. It would be a pity not to eat it."

#TeaTasteExceed

#GreenteaOn this road, no one can compare with Meng Tangan

Xie Xun smelled a hint of jealousy when he heard her words. He knew how jealous Meng Tangan was. He dared to eat it, so he asked someone to come in: "Throw it away."

Yang Zhihua sighed.

#I came quietly, just as I left quietly.

Xie Xun handled official business in front of Meng Tangan, and there was no taboo.

It seems that there is no defense at all.

According to Lin Zhengyuan, the military list in Xie Xun's hands is most likely in the study.

Meng Tangan touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, his eyes bright and affectionate.

There is a literary volume on the dark wood table, the bookshelves are neatly arranged, and the elegant fragrance of ink is wafting.

When reviewing documents, he lowered his long eyelashes slightly, and the arc from his brow bone to the side of his face was clean and clear, and the lines were extremely sharp in the sunlight.

The bridge of the nose is high and straight, and the lips are as thin as cinnabar.

Very romantic appearance, also attractive.

The woman looked at him quietly, showing little interest in the documents on the desk.

"Take a look." Xie Xun threw the document to her.

"I can't understand." She tilted her head, glanced at it a few times, threw it back and lay on the table.

"Pei Yanzhi is currently investigating the Bai'anshan case. If Lin Zhengyuan wants to stand up, what do you think he will do?"

Xie Xun was correcting documents and did not look at Meng Tangan. He was talking about nothing.

Meng Tangan held her chin: "Xunlang is telling me this, why not say a few more words about your love for me."

He slapped his wrist and chuckled: "That's a pretty idea."

Xie Xun never said he loved her.

If I don’t love you, I won’t tell you.

"Can I read the books here?" The woman pointed to the bookshelf.

"As you wish."

Meng Tangan took it as if he had agreed. The study was very large. She walked around several times to get a rough idea, picking at the bookshelves, frowning and complaining.

"Don't you have any better books here?"

Xie Xun collected many objects. He loved this vast world of mountains and rivers. He loved calligraphy and painting. They were hard-to-find things in the world and rare in the world. They were all in the study room of Xu Beihou Mansion. This was the first time he heard someone tell him that he connected the dots with beautiful things.

None.

He put down the brush quite freshly and looked at her: "What do you want to see good-looking?"

Meng Tangan thought for two seconds and said sincerely: "For example, "The Domineering God of War, Pretty Village Girl" and "Scholar's Nighttime Excursion"."

"..."

On her way back to Wei Jian Pavilion at night, Meng Tangan met a person - it was actually this person who kept staring at her fiercely.

There is really no need to be so enthusiastic.

"Do you know me?"

Xia Fu's lips trembled, and she shook her head in panic for a long time, unable to make a sound.

She has a sallow face, skinny bones, and looks tired and old. It is hard to imagine that there is such a person in Xu Beihou Mansion.

Meng Tangan felt that the way she looked at her was a little strange, so she didn't think much about it.

"I rescued him on the road. It was quite difficult for me alone, and I was held down and beaten by a man..." Yang Zhihua explained.

It’s not because she was miserable, but because her desire to survive was amazing, so she was brought back to work as a handyman.

Xia Fu watched them walk away, feeling horrified and bursting into tears.

She failed to escape that day and was captured by the Wei family mother and son. Fortunately, she was rescued by people from the Xu Beihou Mansion and brought into the mansion!

It's too difficult for her to see the Queen Mother in her current state, and what happened back then... Xia Fu didn't dare to tell her.

She couldn't trust anyone except the Queen Mother, so she wanted to settle down temporarily and look for opportunities.

That woman just now!

She almost thought it was the princess who was back!

Wasn't that day her illusion, the person just now...

Two days passed quickly. Today is a temple fair, and there are many people going to Wu Zhuo Temple.

Meng Tang'an rarely got up early and helped Xie Xun change clothes on a whim. Since it was her first time, her movements were quite unfamiliar. He held her hand and his voice became hoarse: "If you keep up like this, you don't have to go to Wu Zhuo today."

Temple."

"I don't care! You can wear it yourself!" She puffed up her face angrily and gave up the burden.

Xie Xun put on his outer clothes, with a serious look on his face: "Do you have to go?"

"We've already agreed. Why, do you want to accompany me?" She bent her eyes, looking strange.

Xie Xun pinched her face: "I have something to do today."

Meng Tangan snorted, but felt relieved in his heart.

Outside the mansion, two carriages are ready.

She was dressed lightly and neatly, with her skirt arcing gracefully in the air and her white hairband fluttering. She walked step by step towards the carriage and looked back at Xu Beihou Mansion.

Today is a cloudy day, the sky is gray, and there will be a heavy snowfall at any time. The snow in the capital has not melted for a long time, with three inches of snow piled on the eaves. The Xubei Marquis Mansion looks majestic and solemn in the snow. The man is standing under the eaves, red.

The clothes are picturesque and the spirit is arrogant.

"Let's go." She waved to Xie Xun and turned around to leave without any regret.

Goodbye, Chang'an City.

Xie Xun didn't know why he was in a bad mood today. He rarely felt this way. He stood with his hands behind his hands and watched the slender figure get on the carriage.

"Wait."

The calm and clear voice sounded without warning.
Chapter completed!