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    In the middle of the night, Marquis Xinyang was so tormented that he might not be able to sleep again this night.

    The servant who went to ask for mulberries was also very tired. It took half an hour to toss about such a small matter. Those who knew it would say that Xinyanghou was sick and his head was broken.

    Two people who were physically and mentally exhausted reluctantly exchanged a few pleasantries, and then separated. One went to the palace to answer the conversation, and the other returned in a cold sweat. After drinking ginger tea for half the night, he recovered.

    Xie Hualang cried for a long time before barely stopping. She also knew that she was making a big fuss, but for some reason, she just couldn't hold back her tears.

    Seeing that the little goblin stopped crying, Gu Jingyang heaved a sigh of relief, and hugged her again: "Come back soon, come back soon, Zhizhi, don't worry."

    Xie Hualang buried his head in his arms, and muffled a reply.

    After waiting for a quarter of an hour, the servant didn't come back, so Xie Hualang couldn't wait any longer, and asked with a frown, "Why are you so slow?"

    Gu Jingyang was also surprised, but coaxed her and said, "It's coming soon."

    After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the boss Xie Hualang said unhappily: "It's been so long, and there is still no movement."

    Gu Jingyang could only say: "Hurry up, hurry up."

    While he was talking, he heard someone report that the servant had returned.

    Xie Hualang finally felt a little happier, put his arms around Lang Jun and kissed him, as a gesture of gratitude, he went out from his arms, stayed on the bed and went to wash his hands.

    Ripe mulberries have a deep purple to almost black color. They are not very attractive to look at, but the taste is indeed not bad. Xie Hualang picked up one and ate it, and felt the unique sweetness of mulberries blossomed in his lips and tongue, which was very delicious.

    After eating what she wanted to eat, her petty temper was finally gone, she picked up a big one and put it into the man's mouth, seeing him swallow it, she fed another one.

    Gu Jingyang doesn't pay much attention to the desire of tongue, except for dinner, he seldom imports pastries and snacks. Seeing that she wants to eat for himself, he stops: "Zhizhi eat it by yourself, Mr. Lang doesn't like to eat this."

    "Okay." Xie Hualang didn't force it.

    The servant who can be sent out to handle errands, of course, is also a respectable person in the Tai Chi Hall. Although he felt that the words Xinyanghou said were a little strange, he also noticed something else in it. After returning to the palace, he talked to the servant Jian Hengjia.

    Not long after, those words passed Heng Jia's mouth and reached Gu Jingyang's ears.

    "The Marquis of Xinyang is used to being loyal and will not get involved in these matters. I also know that someone is looking for him."

    Gu Jingyang doesn't like to eat mulberries, but he likes to watch his little wife eat them. He propped his chin and smiled leisurely: "When the water is clear, there will be no fish. This matter has nothing to do with him, so don't worry about it."

    Heng Jia smiled, and replied: "Yes, this servant knows."

    Xie Hualang never talked too much about government matters, but when Heng Jia talked about Marquis Xinyang, he thought of something else: "Jiulang, what do you plan to do with Xu Zhi?"

    She has no close friendship with Xu Zhi, but they are just married, and Yuanniang is involved, so I have to ask more questions.

    Xie Hualang had a lot of handkerchiefs in his boudoir, but there were only a few who were close to him. There was a difference between men and women. Gu Jingyang had vaguely heard it said a few times, but he had never seen it with his own eyes. He couldn't even tell who was who.

    Heng Jia is as careful as dust, and remembers these things clearly. Hearing that there is Yuanniang's husband's family among the families who conspired against her, she mentioned it to Gu Jingyang.

    As usual, for such a big case of treason, the whole family would be executed, but after all, Yuan Niang was only a woman in the back house, not the wife of the mastermind. For the Queen's sake, it was fine if she was pardoned.  After some revelations, it was only logical that the husband and wife would be preserved.

    Gu Jingyang was not surprised when she heard her question, and said gently: "Xu Zhi has never been involved in anything, of course he is not guilty, but I am afraid that he will not be able to keep his current job."

    He slowly explained: "The Xu family's treason is a serious crime. Although the husband and wife were able to save their lives, they would inevitably be accused by others. After all, it is against common sense to sue the father with the son. I don't care about these things, but he can't help it. Or  Tell him to stay somewhere else for two years, then return to Beijing."

    Rumors are something that cannot be controlled by humans.

    Xie Hualang also understood, nodded, turned to Heng Jia again, and said with a sincere smile: "I forgot to thank Heng Jia, I really mean it."

    She thanked him for this. First, thank him for taking the initiative to mention Yuanniang and pick her out of the Xu family, and second, thank him for proposing the way Mrs. Xu should deal with, sending the Buddha to the West.

    Mrs. Xu was afraid that Yuanniang would implicate her son, so she made the decision to ask her son to divorce his wife. Obviously, it is not a real good thing. If she is pardoned, she must live with her son and daughter-in-law.

    &nbspThe thing is, just like people who drink water and know how warm it is, Yuan Niang feels good, so she feels at ease.

    "I'm afraid Aunt Chen has prepared all the things that should be prepared, and I have nothing to add. I just give some silk money as an extra gift. Whether you use it to tailor clothes or do other things, it will be cheaper."

    Xie Hualang said in a low voice: "I know you don't lack these things, but Jiangnan Road is so far away from the capital, and the Xu family is secretly oppressed because they can't help it. With my name, others will always be afraid  some."

    Hades is easy to see, little ghosts are hard to deal with, and with the queen's protection, life will be much easier.

    Of course Yuanniang understood this truth, and she felt warm in her heart, and said softly: "Okay."

    The two talked for a long time before they bid farewell. Now that they are separated, they may not see each other again in a few years.

    Xie Hualang was a little sentimental, he didn't eat much for lunch, and he still lay in the arms of Lang Jun for a lunch break, but when he woke up, he felt a little hungry.

    She finally looked like a pregnant woman. Thinking of those meaty meals made her sick. She frowned and thought for a while, then asked someone to fetch some mulberries to eat.

    Xinyanghou's family has planted so many in total. In the past few days, the mature fruits will be exposed to light, and the rest will be purple, or purple-red, and they will look ripe and unripe. Eat one into your mouth,  I'm afraid it's going to hurt my teeth.

    Ai Ai, the servant, told this about it, but Xie Hualang was even more greedy. She swallowed unconsciously, feeling that she wanted to eat sour at this moment.

    Gu Jingyang had always doted on her, but now that she was pregnant with a child, she wished she could hold her in her palm and raise her. She was obedient and obedient, but she would not object to anything she raised.

    Of course, the servant can only go out of the palace for a walk.

    After only a few days, Xinyanghou seemed to be ten years old. When the maidservants went to pick mulberries, he wiped his sweat with a small handkerchief and asked, "My little father-in-law, these fruits are not ripe yet.  Do you want to pick it too?"

    Although the servant felt that this Xinyanghou had a lot of drama, he still smirked perfunctorily: "I want to pick it up."

    The sweat on Xinyanghou's forehead flowed faster: "Last time I asked my father-in-law to make a statement to His Majesty, saying that I would never dare to be disobedient. Did my father-in-law forget to tell you?"

    "" The waiter said succinctly: "I've said it."

    The sweat on Xinyanghou's forehead seemed to be sprayed: "Did your majesty say anything else?"

    "" The waiter said with a dead fish face, "Your Majesty ordered the servants to pick mulberries."

    Marquis Xinyang really thinks that this day cannot be passed, who can bear to kill people with a blunt knife and sharpen it every other day!

    The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and finally choked up and cried.

    The servant left, and Mrs. Xinyanghou asked, "Master Hou, what's the matter with you?"

    Xinyanghou sobbed: "I feel bad, ma'am!"

    "Why are you uncomfortable?" Mrs. Xinyang Hou said puzzledly: "I always feel that Lord Hou has trouble sleeping and eating recently."

    "Because, because"

    How could Xin Yanghou tell the truth? After waiting for half a day, he became more and more aggrieved, and cried loudly: "Because your majesty always asks people to pick my mulberries. I planted them myself, but I didn't eat any of them. I am not reconciled.  " (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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