Hey, you are reborn too?

Once the cough comes, it is like a dog-skin plaster, stubborn and firm, sticking to the throat and not stopping until it is coughed out.

Jiang Mian swallowed subconsciously, trying his best to relieve the itch, but with little effect.

His throat moved slightly, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He lowered his head and covered his lips: "Ahem..."

As soon as there was any movement here, Xie Yongwei's eyes indeed swept over here.

Jiang Mian subconsciously held his breath, thinking of not giving the coughing sound a chance to come out, but he didn't expect that this would backfire and the coughing became even more violent.

He couldn't bear to see the girl seeing him in such an embarrassed state, so he turned his head to the side, pulled out a black handkerchief from his sleeve, and covered his lips with it.

The girl's sharp eyes fell on him, and Jiang Mian felt as if two holes were stared out of him, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

After finally finishing coughing, Jiang Mian slowly turned around, as if nothing had happened.

But his eyes slowly stopped on the black robe beside Xie Yongwei.

Isn’t that the robe I wore last night?

Jiang Mian's pupils shrank. He remembered that the outer robe was not originally placed in that position.

It was clearly placed an arm's length away from Avi, but now it seems that the distance between it and Avi is only half an arm's length?

Jiang Mian couldn't help but blinking. Was he dazzled?

Or could it be that this piece of clothing could move, grow legs, and run towards where Xie Yongwei was?

No matter which speculation is used, it cannot cover up one fact, that is, the probability of Xie Yongwei discovering the outer robe has become greater.

What was worse was that he seemed to have been staring at the robe for too long.

Since Avi was looking at herself, she subconsciously wanted to follow her gaze and look towards where the robe was.

"Avi!"

Seeing that Xie Yongwei was about to make eye contact with the woman in the black brocade robe, Jiang Mian couldn't help but shout out.

Sure enough, his voice was more attractive than what he had just seen.

When Avi heard the call, she paused, slowly turned her head back, and stared at him without blinking.

Jiang Mian's palms were covered with sweat. Even if he didn't have anything to say at the moment, he had to find something to say. After all, the most important thing was to keep Xie Yongwei stable.

After a brief thought, Jiang Mian said, "Do you have any questions for me?"

Xie Yongwei blinked. Did Jiang Mian lose his mind? He suddenly proposed such favorable conditions, which made her feel uncomfortable.

However, this was a great opportunity to get to know Jiang Mian after all, and Xie Yongwei certainly didn't want to let it go so easily.

She hesitated for a moment: "Can you ask any questions?"

Jiang Mian answered without a single leak: "I will naturally not hide anything that I can tell A Wei."

Xie Yongwei: …

Why did she feel that the opportunity Jiang Mian gave her was almost the same as not giving it at all. If he could answer, he would answer, but if he couldn't answer, he would directly refuse.

Xie Yongwei slowly breathed a sigh of relief. No, there is still a difference.

At least this time Jiang Mian said that he would not hide anything that could be answered. Although she didn't know whether this promise could be taken seriously, since Jiang Mian said so, she would take it seriously for now.

Xie Yongwei found joy in the midst of suffering, at least she got a small reassurance from Jiang Mian.

However, Xie Yongwei did not intend to make things difficult for Jiang Mian.

After all, her current friendship with "Reverend Longyin" was not that deep, and asking private questions rashly might cause discomfort.

If this causes discomfort, the other party will most likely refuse to answer.

If he gets rejected too many times, Jiang Mian might not want to give a serious answer even if he asks a serious question in the future.

It would be better to ask a few harmless questions at the beginning to let Jiang Mian relax his guard.

Xie Yongwei's eyes rolled slightly and a plan came to her mind.

Imperial Palace, Tingyun Pavilion.

Concubine Chen looked at the man in black in front of her. The anger in her expression was diluted and had been weakened a lot, but there was still some lingering feeling.

The man in black spread his hands, his eyes dead silent: "Master, it's a bit unreasonable for you to vent your anger on others."

Concubine Chen's carefully painted eyebrows were raised, her peach blossom eyes, which were always affectionate, were slightly narrowed, and her light-colored pupils were dim and unclear.

It was as if she was reminding the people in front of her that she was not a vase to be admired by others, but a superior with real attacking power.

However, Concubine Chen's covert pressure was in vain. The man in black seemed to be invulnerable to swords and guns, and was not affected by any persuasion.

He just spread out his hands innocently, with no eyes, no expression, and looked like he was at the mercy of others.

Concubine Chen snorted in her heart. He had even covered his eyes. This person in charge was indeed an elder of the sect. He was so foolproof that he didn't dare to show any trace in the palace of Dayuan.

Noble Concubine Chen vented her anger openly and covertly, but it was like hitting a fist on cotton, with no response.

Although the punch didn't hurt, the anger in my heart couldn't be shaken off.

Concubine Chen couldn't help but raise her head and snorted: "Who said it has nothing to do with you? There is a saying since ancient times that 'If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy'.

As the young master's teacher, you should teach him to respect his elders." (From: Three Character Classic, Southern Song Dynasty, Wang Yinglin)

The black-clothed man spread his hands further apart, but his tone remained flat, like a pool of stagnant water: "I am only responsible for teaching the young master martial arts.

I am not responsible for anything else. Master, you have found the wrong person."

Concubine Chen's eyes darkened for a moment, and she emphasized: "Hmm?"

The man in black stopped refutation, but his tone was lifeless: "Young Master is only in his teens now, which is the age when he loves to rebel.

Because of the poison in my body, I can't do the same as others, so naturally I sometimes do things a little out of line."

Concubine Chen lowered her voice, sounding somewhat sinister: "You mean, I made a mistake in deciding his life or death?"

Xie family carriage.

Xie Yongwei slightly widened her eyes, with a probing look in her eyes and a proper curiosity on her face: "Brother Wu Meng, do you like sunny days or rainy days?"

Jiang Mian's eyes darkened.

Xie Yongwei noticed the sinister look that flashed across his eyes and thought to herself that something was wrong.

Oh no, did I ask something I shouldn’t have asked?

At that moment, Xie Yongwei racked her brains but couldn't figure out how could she accidentally touch the button when asking about the weather.

But her intuition told her that Jiang Mian was in a bad mood, an extremely bad mood.

Seeing Jiang Mian's face slowly turning red, Xie Yongwei couldn't help but raise her hand to interrupt: "It's okay, you don't have to say it..."

But the second half of Xie Yongwei's words were stuck in her throat.

Because the man in front of him with cold eyes replied: "It's a thunderstorm."

After hearing the answer, Xie Yongwei chewed the remaining half of her words and swallowed them without a trace, as if she had never wanted to say it.

Looking at Jiang Mian's half-smile, Xie Yongwei remained calm, but the hairs on the back of her neck betrayed her.

They trembled and stood up.