Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei didn't know whether her decision to keep Jiang Mian was right or wrong.

But seeing that the man was suffering from such a serious attack, he did not dare to let him go first, even though the result of taking his pulse showed that he was basically fine.

But who knows, if he suddenly gets stimulated after leaving me, and then his condition gets worse again.

Forget it, let him have a good rest first.

The next day.

In the early morning, accompanied by the sound of birds singing, Xie Yongwei slowly opened her eyes.

The big bell in the Medical Valley has rung. The sound of the bell is buzzing, as if the ground is vibrating along with it. She stretches herself and takes a deep breath.

Jiang Mian suddenly flashed through my mind.

Xie Yongwei's eyes suddenly widened, and her original intention to stay in bed disappeared.

She sat up with a somersault. How was Jiang Mian? Could anyone have come to her Xiayuexuan? Was Jiang Mian discovered? How was he now?

A series of questions lined up and came at Xie Yongwei.

She quickly threw off the quilt, put on her shoes, changed her clothes hastily, and ran to the guest room.

The door of the guest room was ajar, just as Xie Yongwei saw when she left yesterday.

She bent her fingers and knocked on the door twice. She carefully observed the surroundings before asking through the crack of the door: "Are you there?"

There was also a voice coming through the crack in the door: "Yeah."

The voice was soft but powerful; it was Jiang Mian.

Xie Yongwei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll come in? Is it convenient?"

The answer was a creaking sound at the door.

Xie Yongwei raised her head and saw the handsome face of that man: "Are you awake? You woke up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Jiang Mian smiled and said, “I slept too much—it’s okay, don’t worry, Awei, I’ve slept enough.

"Also, did I ignore you and fall asleep last night? I'm so sorry, I..."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw Xie Yongwei raising a finger.

Jiang Mian looked at her in astonishment and suddenly forgot what he was going to say next.

Xie Yongwei took the opportunity to take over the conversation: "No need to apologize, you were too tired last night, and I know your situation, you need to rest."

Seeing Xie Yongwei's frank face, Jiang Mian felt a little embarrassed as if he was seen through, at least his face felt hot.

It turns out that it is really not easy to pretend to be sick when your lover is studying medicine.

He pondered Xie Yongwei's words carefully and felt that she still cared about him, so he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to Awei."

Xie Yongwei was a little dazed by his light-colored eyes.

Those eyes were filled with a smile, like the rising sun, warm and hopeful.

Xie Yongwei's heartbeat accelerated. She felt her face getting hot. She quickly looked away and changed the subject: "Um, did you sleep well last night?"

Jiang Mian took a step forward and blew into Xie Yongwei's ear as if to play a prank: "Very good, very good."

A hint of red appeared on the tip of Xie Yongwei's ears.

She responded with a random "Oh".

Jiang Mian's voice, as clear as spring water, rang in her ears. His tone was extremely serious, but his words were not serious.

"Awei, guess why I slept so well last night?"

Xie Yongwei swallowed her saliva gently, looked closer, and found that Jiang Mian was even more beautiful.

He had a straight nose, a hint of comfort between his eyebrows, and deep eye sockets. He looked a bit like what Xie Yongwei saw him look like when he grew up in his previous life.

The most attractive thing is his pair of light-colored eyes.

The man opened his thin lips and said, "Awei, are you looking at me?"

Xie Yongwei realized that she was distracted, chuckled, and sighed in her heart that beauty can mislead people: "Yes, so, can I ask you something now?"

Jiang Mian pursed his lips tightly and said, "Yeah."

Xie Yongwei stroked the corner of her peach-pink and purple silk robe with auspicious cloud patterns and spoke carefully, "As the seventh prince, you don't seem to be old enough to leave the palace and live in your own residence. Are you living in the palace with your mother, right?"

Xie Yongwei's eyes are surprisingly bright.

She knew that her question might be a bit excessive.

And the fact that Jiang Mian, with his current identity, could wander around outside for so long without arousing suspicion really puzzled Xie Yongwei.

Logically speaking, he should be living with his mother at this time. He has been missing for so long, didn't his mother send anyone to look for him?

Jiang Mian curled his lips, as if he could see through her thoughts: "I do live in the palace with my mother, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he didn't avoid her, Xie Yongwei continued to pursue him out of curiosity: "You've been missing for so long, will your mother be worried?"

A hint of cruelty flashed across Jiang Mian's eyes.

"Anxious," he repeated the girl's words slowly, as if chewing, "Maybe, what's wrong?"

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Xie Yongwei repeated the question again with some doubt: "Won't your mother be worried about you?"

Jiang Mian didn't answer directly this time, but pinched her earlobe and said, "It's okay, I have my own way to deal with it."

Xie Yongwei wanted to say something but was interrupted by him saying, "Awei, I'm hungry."

Xie Yongwei looked up at him, and saw that man said gently: "Awei, I'm really hungry."

"Okay then," Xie Yongwei couldn't resist him, so she turned around and walked towards the small kitchen in the yard, "You can wash yourself with the water in the house first, I'll go prepare the meal."

The man's laughing voice came faintly from behind: "Awei, can you cook?"

Xie Yongwei waved her hand and said, "If you stay in this deep forest for four years, you will surely learn how to cook."

Jiang Mian did not reply, Xie Yongwei only heard a low laugh.

Well, she thought, even this guy's laugh is pleasant.

Xie Yongwei took firewood and put it into the stove, then set up the pot and prepared the ingredients to make a table of medicinal food.

Looking at the smoke rising from the distant hills, Xie Yongwei suddenly began to think that if she could grow old with someone and spend the four seasons with him, that life would surely be pretty good.

In fact, it’s not bad if that person is Jiang Mian.

Xie Yongwei was thinking as she added firewood to the stove.

Having repeatedly learned and practiced over the years, Xie Yongwei was able to prepare this meal quite quickly.

When Jiang Mian walked out of the wooden door of the guest room again, he found that the stone table and stone benches in the courtyard were already set with meals and tableware.

"Come and have dinner." Xie Yongwei greeted him indifferently when she saw him.

Jiang Mian smiled and began to praise before he even sat down: "Awei, you cooked all these dishes by yourself?"

Xie Yongwei didn't bother to be polite with him: "That's right, I didn't intend to do so much, but I did so much because I thought you would come today."

Jiang Mian sat down, but did not rush to pick up his chopsticks. Instead, he raised his hand and massaged Xie Yongwei's shoulders.

There was a smile in his eyes: "Awei, you have worked hard."

Those eyes seemed to be filled with amber light, which instantly intoxicated Xie Yongwei.

She gently looked away, thinking she would not attract attention.

Little did she know that the pink on the tip of her ear had already betrayed her.

Jiang Mian looked at the blush on the girl's earlobe and felt very happy. Even his fingertips became more forceful when massaging.

Xie Yongwei slowly lowered her head, not looking into Jiang Mian's eyes, and just picked up the silver chopsticks: "It's time to eat, eat quickly, or it will get cold soon."

Jiang Mian still insisted on pressing her a few times before he moved his chopsticks.

He was obviously educated to "don't talk while eating and don't talk while sleeping".

During the meal, he did not take the initiative to talk to Xie Yongwei.

Xie Yongwei felt that the pair of eyes finally stopped staring at her, so she tried to raise her head and look at Jiang Mian.

The man ate in an elegant manner, revealing a bit of nobility. He raised his chopsticks politely and tried each dish on the plate.

When Xie Yongwei saw him narrow his eyes slightly and smile on his lips, her mood also improved.

I guess the meal was delicious, but he didn't want to talk while eating, so he didn't praise himself.

As Xie Yongwei thought about this, she felt a little dizzy.

Seeing that Jiang Mian had almost finished eating, Xie Yongwei asked thoughtfully, "How is it? How does this compare to the delicacies you ate in the palace?"

After she finished speaking, Xie Yongwei realized that she had gone too far.

Not to mention that my cooking skills can never compare with those of the imperial kitchen.

According to the principle of "one should be grateful if one eats from someone else and one should be grateful if one receives from someone else", Jiang Mian couldn't say that her food was bad.

Something seemed to be burning on her cheeks, all the way to her temples. Xie Yongwei lowered her head, not daring to look at Jiang Mian again, and prepared to clean up the dishes: "It's okay, I just asked casually, you don't need to answer."

Unexpectedly, the man's smiling voice sounded again.

"Awei's craftsmanship does not need to be compared with anyone else. It is the best in the world."

Xie Yongwei was stunned and subconsciously looked up at him.

After a long while, Xie Yongwei pointed at herself silently and said, "Were you saying sweet words to me just now?"

Seeing the expression on Xie Yongwei's face, Jiang Mian burst out laughing.

"Yes," he smiled with his eyes curved, "Awei, can't you hear it? But this is not an exaggeration, your cooking skills are indeed very good."

Just as Xie Yongwei was about to ask "why", she heard a knock on the door from the outer courtyard.