Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei was not very scared. She had just taken Lord Longyin's pulse and found that he was fine. He just fell asleep due to the effect of the medicine.

But looking at the man's slightly raised cold white neck, Xie Yongwei couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

With her five fingers curled up, Xie Yongwei felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest and a little breathless.

Lord Longyin clearly looked like a shrewd person who would not be taken advantage of, but after hearing that the toxicity of the drug was unknown, he still tried it.

"Fool," Xie Yongwei cursed in her heart, not knowing whether she was cursing herself or the person in front of her.

If I gave him poison, would he really swallow it without hesitation?

A sour feeling welled up in her chest, and before Xie Yongwei could react, warmth filled her eyes.

Is it worth doing this for her?

Under the moonlight, the face of Lord Longyin was somewhat dim and unclear. At this moment, he slightly raised his head, his face calm, as if he was sleeping peacefully.

Xie Yongwei had to admit that she was a little confused at the moment.

In his previous life, he still vividly remembered the scene in which he saw Jiang Mian lying beside him in his soul and dying of poison.

And she also made up her mind that after her rebirth, she would accept Jiang Mian's feelings, even though Jiang Mian was only nice to her because of the legend of the Phoenix Star.

However, she never expected that the people from the Tianhong Sect brought her fatal news.

Jiang Mian tore up the promise between them and even refused to meet her in person. He only sent servants to bring news that he no longer cared about her.

Somehow, Xie Yongwei suddenly remembered the answer given by Venerable Long Yin when she asked him about something some time ago.

He seemed to suggest that he go talk to Jiang Mian again.

Jiang Mian's face flashed in her mind, and Xie Yongwei frowned, remembering the first time she met Venerable Longyin, those two people from the Tianhong Sect who came up to her for no apparent reason.

They seemed to have mistaken Venerable Longyin for someone else at that time.

They mistook Venerable Longyin for their young master, Jiang Mian.

Sticky sweat emerged from the palms of her hands, Xie Yongwei felt inexplicably heavy in her chest, and a guess slowly emerged in her mind.

She had felt before that Jiang Mian and Venerable Long Yin were actually very similar, so for this reason, she had also tested Venerable Long Yin.

Maybe she didn't ask clearly enough, Venerable Longyin didn't say that they were not the same person, nor did he say that they were the same person.

After being vague about it for a few times by Venerable Longyin, he didn't think about it in those terms anymore.

Xie Yongwei's eyes slowly moved to the pale and handsome face in front of her, and she recalled the legend that Venerable Longyin would "change his appearance" every time they met.

When she was in the Medical Immortal Valley, she had learned from Leng Zhikong that there was such a thing as face in the world.

If one is highly skilled, he can use those lifelike "faces" to make it impossible for people around him to detect his true identity.

Xie Yongwei's attainments in this area are mediocre. It's not that she has never made dough by herself, but Leng Zhikong said that her talent does not lie in this.

The dough she made could only fool laymen, but it could not be hidden from the highly skilled experts.

Although her skill in making masks is not outstanding, Xie Yongwei is first-rate in seeing through other people's masks.

For example, as early as the first time she met Venerable Long Yin, she knew that there must be something strange about Venerable Long Yin's face.

Combined with the legend that "Reverend Longyin's face is different every time he appears", it is hard for Xie Yongwei not to think about the issue of face.

By the way, Xie Yongwei's lips curled up into a smile. Venerable Long Yin can take pulses, and his technique looks very similar to what her master taught her.

So is there a possibility that he also has Leng Zhikong's other ability, changing face, and using the mask to change his appearance?

Xie Yongwei let go of the slender jade hand of the person in front of her, placed it on his knees, then held the bottle and put the medicine away.

The partition was half open, and the night wind leaked in through the gap.

It gave the stuffy carriage a breath of fresh air.

In fact, Xie Yongwei is not afraid of heat. On the contrary, she adapts well to the hot and humid environment, so there is no ice basin in the carriage to cool down.

As for whether Venerable Longyin could endure the heat, Xie Yongwei was not sure.

Dark clouds slowly passed over the moon, and the white moon regained its light, shining through the light blue veil and illuminating the dense beads of sweat on Venerable Longyin's neck.

Is he hot?

Xie Yongwei blinked, and for some unknown reason, she gently moved closer to the man.

When the two were only a fist apart, Xie Yongwei stopped suddenly. Something was wrong. Her hand was clearly warm and cool when she touched it just now. How could he be hot?

Could it be that I am not feeling well and am sweating?

Xie Yongwei recalled the pulse of Lord Longyin and felt that this was indeed possible.

Based on his pulse, she found that Venerable Long Yin was in poor health and was easily caught in cold.

Xie Yongwei raised her hand, applied gentle force, and closed the baffle, leaving only a tiny gap.

She deliberately placed her hand in the gap and felt that there was no chill. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief. In this way, Venerable Longyin should not catch a cold.

Venerable Longyin was sleeping soundly, his breathing was steady, and his hands hanging on his knees had even bones and flesh, and were slender and strong.

Xie Yongwei found that he had no blanket on him, so she used the soft moonlight outside the window to search around Venerable Longyin with her eyes.

She discovered a black object that Venerable Longyin had placed behind him.

Thinking that the blanket that Venerable Longyin usually covered himself with was also black, Xie Yongwei naturally thought that it was the blanket he usually covered himself with.

She reached out to take it and was about to spread out the blanket when she suddenly realized something was wrong.

This doesn't seem to be a blanket, but a black robe.

The moonlight outside the curtain gradually faded.

Xie Yongwei held the robe in her hand and moved closer to the partition of the car. With the help of the dim moonlight, she finally saw it clearly.

What he was holding in his hand was the black brocade robe that Venerable Long Yin had been wearing these days, wasn't it?

His sight slid to a certain place and stopped.

Xie Yongwei's nose twitched slightly, and she smelled some unusual smell.

Looking at the traces of feces on the brocade robe, Xie Yongwei understood most of what was going on.

She looked up at the man, who was still leaning against the carriage with his head slightly tilted back, as if he was sleeping.

The moonlight gradually brightened, and Xie Yongwei could clearly see the outer robe that Reverend Long Yin was wearing.

A moon-white brocade robe with diamond patterns. Venerable Longyin has been wearing a black robe these days. This moon-white robe has never appeared on him before.

Xie Yongwei stared at the pattern on the robe. The more she looked, the more familiar it seemed. She blinked suddenly. This was her brother's clothes!

Why does he look so familiar? Why didn’t she remember him just now?

Looking at the black brocade robe stained with feces in her hand, Xie Yongwei knew why Venerable Longyin was wearing that moon-white robe.

"Well... uh..."

The sleeping person frowned slightly and uttered soft words.