The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 191 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 81

  It was freezing cold in February, and there was still ice under the eaves. Today is a sunny day, with thousands of miles of sunshine. It melted the three inches of snow that had accumulated on the eaves, and the tick-tock turned into snow and fell on the bluestone slab.

   Looking from a distance, there were two figures standing under the eaves of the corridor. The man stood tall, his eyebrows and eyes drooped into a beautiful arc, and he was three-pointed in a romantic mood. He was smiling at the woman in the white dress.

Zhang Nuanyan had never seen such a smile like that.

   She was suddenly flustered.

  Xie Xun fell in love with Meng Tangan?

  Look at it, Xie Xun didn't even know it.

   The resentment and unwillingness in the bottom of her heart have grown, and she has not been able to see the light for many years. She has liked Xie Xun for so many years, how can she see someone else Feng Guanxia marry him? !

   She underestimated Meng Tangan.

  This outer room is absolutely not allowed to stay!

   Zhang Nuanyan stood in the corner, staring at the scene, her brows covered with a shadow.

   At night, Xie Xun stayed in the Weijian Pavilion.

   Meng Tangan's attitude towards him was awkward.

  It doesn't matter, he knows, and it is because Meng Tangan is the most hard-hearted and soft-hearted.

   The next day, Xie Xun was afraid that Meng Tangan had just arrived and was not used to living there, so he asked Chu Yuju's servants to serve at the Hou residence.

   After returning home at night from government affairs, he did not let anyone pass the message, and stepped directly into the Weijian Pavilion.

   The lit candle can be seen from the window, and before it rests, a whispered conversation came from the bedroom.

   "Girl, you are too coaxing." Cha Qiu worried and persuaded, "Meng Fusheng is so embarrassing, you can keep the Lord Hou cold for a few more days, you don't have to do it now."

   "After a long time, when he gets angry, what if he ignores me, I'm afraid."

  The soft voice was transmitted by the night wind, and when it fell to his ears, it was enough to make Xie Xun stop.

  Cha Qiu was stunned for a few seconds when he heard this, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable: "No, everyone sees how Lord Hou likes you, the girl."

   "Really? Do you think he likes me?" Pinghe's voice suddenly became excited, hesitant for a moment, then hurriedly spoke again, and said in a low voice, "A little bit of liking counts as well."

The change in   's tone was distressing. Across a door, Xie Xun closed his eyes, his expression unclear.

   "Really." Cha Qiu nodded with a sour heart.

   "The matter of Meng Fusheng is all the fault of Lord Hou. You don't have to bow your head first. Children who can cry have candy to eat. You are so sensible this time. Next time, Lord Hou will not feel guilty."

When the sentence    fell, it was quiet for a while before a voice sounded, with a hint of soft joy.

   "But...he said he wanted to marry me."

   He said, marry me.

   "Zha Qiu, do you know? He said what he said, and he said it himself, to be a proper wife, and the matchmaker is getting married. The whole city of Chang'an knows it!"

  The daughter's family couldn't hide her thoughts at all. She showed off with a little pride, and finally said softly, "How could I be willing to get angry with him again."

   "Girl..."

   "I am very happy that he is willing to marry me. He wants me to be obedient, and I think I should also be content. If I am a little more sensible, will I please him more? By his side..."

   It was quiet for a long time, and just when Xie Xun thought she could no longer speak, an extremely soft voice sounded slowly.

   "Could it be a little later, there will be someone else."

   That voice obviously had no strength, and it was even easily crushed by the cold wind on a winter night, but Xie Xun caught it very clearly.

When    Meng Tangan was in front of him, he never said this.

there has never been.

  Xie Xun stood for a long time, did not go in, and left alone, before leaving, he said to the people in the courtyard, "You don't have to tell her that I have been here."

   Today is fifteen, a full moon.

  Xie Xun squinted his eyes for a while, then smiled lightly.

   Did you see it?

   She is easy to satisfy.

   "You're about to get married, don't go get tired with your wife, and come to find me alone?"

   Pei Yanzhi looked at him and raised his eyebrows lightly.

   "Suddenly wanted to drink." Xie Xun said, and added slowly, "She is weak and can't drink with me, and she doesn't like the smell of wine."

   The implication is that I can only find you reluctantly.

   Pei Yanzhi was drinking with Xie Xun after all. With such a friend, he also saw an unreal love like a mirror.

  After three rounds of drinking, he looked cold and abstinent, and asked, "Xie Xun, why did you marry Meng Tangan?"

   To be honest, Pei Yanzhi was quite surprised. Before that, he agreed that it was impossible for him to be a wife with a background like Meng Tangan.

   And what about Xie Xun?

   The eyes are always above the top, how can you do this?

When    asked this sentence, he accidentally remembered the red-clothed figure he saw outside the Dali Temple that day.

   Pei Yanzhi narrowed his eyes lightly, with a clear and noble body, and he has long carried the cold solemnity of killing and decisiveness.

  Xie Xun thought about it for a long time, and the words he heard in the Weijian Pavilion echoed in his ears, and finally gave such an answer.

   "If she really wants to marry someone else, she has to be so irritable, she has a small temper, she loves to shed tears, and it will be troublesome to coax her to death."

   The tone was as arrogant and arrogant as ever, Xie Xun leaned against the railing to drink recklessly, half of his face was very dusty in the moonlight.

   He was born the most dazzling one.

   The spirits were poured straight into his throat without burning, and he hummed with a little helpless disgust.

   "It's better to marry her, save worry and effort."

   seems to be a kind of high reluctance.

   But no one saw the smile in Xie Xun's eyes.

   Meng Tangan heaved a sigh of relief after listening to those words.

   She said those words deliberately just now, just to test Xie Xun's attitude, and she followed him when she saw him leave.

   Since that is the case.

   Then Meng Tangan was relieved.

   She almost thought.

  Xie Xun lost his mind.

   Pei Yanzhi didn't know how to evaluate Xie Xun's words: "Xie Xun, let me tell you something intimate, you have to keep thinking this way, it's best to pray, Meng Tangan has always liked you."

   "Of course she loves me."

   This is what Xie Xun can say without thinking.

   Meng Tangan loves him and will always love him.

   That voice of admiration and eyes cannot be faked.

The idea of ​​   was deeply ingrained in Xie Xun's heart.

   No one will love Xie Xun more than Meng Tangan.

   Pei Yanzhi was silent for a while: "I hope so."

   Meng Tangan didn't listen to their conversation anymore, it was meaningless to her, she turned around and left.

   She has a bold idea.

   Late at night, the Ministry of Rites.

  The officials of the Ministry of Rites who had already finished dealing with things, extinguished the candles and were about to leave, were all blocked by Xie Xun in the Ministry of Rites, and none of them were allowed to leave.

   The Minister of Rites asked himself conscientiously, and never offended Xie Xun anywhere.

   "Xu, Xu Beihou..." The Minister of Rites knotted his tongue and asked cautiously, "Is there a big event for you to come here?"

  Is there something big happened? Involving the Ministry of Rites, came to Xingshi to ask the guilt?

   Thinking of this, the Minister of Rites felt a chill in his heart, so he almost swore: "I'm really a loyal minister, you know it!!"

  Xie Xun leaned there lazily, three-point drunk, with a strong smell of alcohol on his body, against the delicate and unparalleled face, slowly narrowed his eyes, his eyes were cold.

  The Minister of Rites almost fell to his knees, waiting anxiously for Xie Xun to speak about the country's important affairs, and then heard Xie Xun ask in an extremely displeased tone--

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   (end of this chapter)