Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei originally closed her eyes, enjoying the coolness of the night, but when she suddenly heard the sound, she was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat and quickly opened her eyes.

Under the moonlight.

The person standing by his windowsill, isn’t that Jiang Yu?

He actually has the nerve to come?

Jiang Yu was dressed in white, holding a folding fan and a jade belt around his waist.

Under the plain light, he waved his folding fan lightly, his sleeves fluttered in the night breeze, and he looked indescribably - pretentious.

If this scene happened to any other girl, they would probably be fascinated by this "handsome gentleman", but Xie Yongwei looked at him coldly, feeling like vomiting.

"Your Highness, why are you visiting me so late at night?"

Xie Yongwei took a step back, away from the windowsill.

After all, if those people from the Tianhong Sect found out and told Jiang Mian, I would have a hard time explaining myself.

Jiang Yu smiled, waving his folding fan in his hand: "Awei, nothing else, I just wanted to come and see you."

I just listened to my cheap master and came here to complete the mission.

But... looking at the girl's delicate and exquisite face under the moonlight, there seemed to be ripples in her eyes, and her fair face and red lips unexpectedly gave her a unique charm.

Jiang Yu curled his lips, and suddenly felt that coming over to get closer to Xie Yongwei was not something he was reluctant to do.

Jiang Yu leaned forward and Xie Yongwei immediately took two steps back.

It can be seen that Jiang Yu wants to create the image of a noble gentleman under the moon.

But Xie Yongwei had seen his true face and there was no way she would be fooled again this time.

"Men and women should not touch each other, please respect yourself, Your Highness!"

Knowing that words alone would not work, Xie Yongwei had already quietly thrown out the silver needle while she spoke.

As the silver needle sank into the acupuncture point, Jiang Yu's whole body began to become numb.

"How dare you!" Jiang Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xie Yongwei, "Hurry up and untie me!"

The only response he got was Xie Yongwei's further retreat and cold words.

She shook the silver needle in her hand, and the tip of the needle flashed coldly in the moonlight: "If Your Highness is determined to die, then this servant will fulfill your wish today!"

Under the pale moonlight, the girl's eyes were surprisingly bright.

There was a cold light in those eyes, like a sword drawn from its sheath, slashing straight forward and hitting Jiang Yu right in the heart.

"Somebody come!"

Xie Yongwei didn't want to waste any more words with this person, but after shouting, she found that no one answered.

Because she didn't seal Jiang Yu's lips, Xie Yongwei heard the hoarse and vicious voice again: "Miss Xie, you never expected that all your guards have been knocked down by me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a few cold lights flashed, and a few more needles appeared on Jiang Yu's body.

The numb feeling spread up his limbs. Jiang Yu's eyes widened in disbelief, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground.

He screamed almost without any image: "What did you do to me?"

Xie Yongwei was in a trance for a moment. Jiang Yu used to like to call her "poisonous woman".

Not wanting to show her weakness in front of this man, she returned to her expressionless face and chuckled, "I didn't do anything. It's just that since there are no guards outside who can lift His Highness,

"Then I will have to trouble you to stand here for one night."

She tilted her head, her eyes pure: "After all, I am just a woman, and my body is very weak, how can I move you?"

Jiang Yu was so angry that he was fuming. He opened his mouth to shout something, but suddenly his throat tightened.

Xie Yongwei tilted her head to look at him, her dark eyes were gloomy, completely no longer as pure as before.

She had a smile on her face: "In order to prevent you from getting hoarse from shouting all night, I have specially sealed your throat."

No longer looking at Jiang Yu's face which was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, Xie Yongwei turned around and walked to the bed, lifted the gauze curtain, and lay down in it.

Don't worry about the murderous gloomy gaze outside.

Xie Yongwei closed her eyes, covered her head with a handkerchief, and soon fell asleep.

At this moment, the one suffering was not only Jiang Yu outside the window, but also a person in the palace next to Tingyun Pavilion.

"Young Master," Zeng Qing handed over the jade medicine bowl again, "Please take some medicine."

After their young master came back, he has been lying in bed, his face pale, his hands still on his stomach, and he groans in pain from time to time.

Counting the days, it's almost the fifteenth. I guess the young master is not feeling well.

The young master has always disliked doctors, and there is also a prescription for suppressing the toxins in the young master's body. So Zeng Qing thought about it, and decisively took the initiative to send someone to boil the medicine.

I didn't expect this guy to have such a bad temper.

He raised his hand and flicked the bowl of medicine off, which fell to the ground and shattered into pieces with a clang.

Now a new bowl is finally delivered.

Zeng Qing's hands were shaking as he held the medicine, but he still tried his best to pass the medicine to the person on the bed: "Young Master..."

The young master has always been arrogant and hates others' pity.

It is absolutely unacceptable to ask someone to hold the medicine and pour it into his mouth.

Therefore, Zeng Qing couldn't force-feed the baby and could only wait.

Wait for the young master to accept the bowl of medicine and take it over.

Jiang Mian pursed his lips, which were cyanotic.

He had constant palpitations and felt uneasy inside.

A cramp came from his stomach. He frowned, then slowly relaxed his brows, clenched his teeth, and pressed his palms hard into his stomach.

His eyes went dark, and the unique bitter smell of the medicine took advantage of the opportunity to enter and go into his nostrils. Jiang Mian covered his mouth immediately, his face pale.

He suddenly jumped up from the bed, startled and feeling palpitations again.

Without making any sound, filth flowed out from between his fingers.

When Zeng Qing saw that he had vomited, he quickly put the jade medicine bowl aside and went to look for the copper basin in the corner.

Fortunately, the basin was often used and was still placed in the same position as before, exactly as it was before, and was soon placed next to the bed.

Seeing that Jiang Mian was about to fall to the side, Zeng Qing hurriedly stepped forward to support his master, while skillfully tapping his master's back.

After vomiting for a while, Jiang Mian finally recovered.

He was originally going to be helped to lie down, but Jiang Mian frowned and insisted on sitting up.

Zeng Qing had no choice but to put a few soft pillows behind his head, handed him some water to rinse his mouth, and then stepped aside.

The moonlight from outside the window shines in, pale and lonely.

It casts a long shadow on the ground, I don't know whose dream it is connected to, or whose wish it buries.

Jiang Mian closed his eyes. The night was not cold, but his stomach felt icy cold, and a little stiff because he had just vomited.

He pursed his bloodless lips, stretched out his hand and rubbed that place hard, but all he felt was a chill.

Stomach problems are really tormenting.

Pain churned in his stomach and spread to every part of his body. The moonlight on the ground in front of him flickered. Jiang Mian wanted to look carefully, but his pupils could not focus.

Suddenly, there was a warmth in my arms.