Hey, you are reborn too?

This miserable state, with an almost unsolvable life and death situation. Awei, I don't want you to see this.

Xie Yongwei took a few steps forward, wanting to hold Jiang Mian's wrist to feel his pulse, but she saw that man's eyelashes drooped, as if he was silently resisting.

She paused. Yes, why did she care about Jiang Mian so much? If Jiang Mian died...

What if Jiang Mian died?

Xie Yongwei bit her lips and tried to take a deep breath. Her chest rose and fell a few times, and her heart felt a little sore. Xie Yongwei was a little hurt by Jiang Mian's silent resistance. She sighed softly, turned around silently, and got on the carriage.

"Seventh Prince." Xie Yongwei heard Chunmei's voice outside the carriage, but she could no longer hear what Chunmei and the Seventh Prince were saying, nor did she want to understand.

Xie Yongwei reached out to touch the lotus-shaped heater, only to feel it was cold; the heater had gone out.

She lifted a corner of the light blue veil. Outside, the snow had stopped. Sniffing the air flowing in from under the veil, Xie Yongwei suddenly felt a secret expectation in her heart. Perhaps Jiang Mian had his reasons for not wanting her to see his pulse.

In the previous life, Jiang Mian's desperate expression when he leaned over her body didn't seem to be fake. In this life, he saved her from danger time and time again. She had escaped death so many times, largely because of Jiang Mian. Just now, in Jiang Mian's arms, Xie Yongwei felt at ease, which was something she had never felt in Jiang Yu in her previous life.

Xie Yongwei slowly raised the corners of her mouth and lowered the corners of her eyes to hide the brilliance in her eyes.

Forget it. If he is willing to tell her about Jiang Mian's health one day, she will be happy to share his worries. As for when that "day" is, she is willing to wait. Even if the snow tonight falls for so long, it will stop at some point. Jiang Mian's closed heart will eventually be opened by her.

The carriage started moving, moving slowly forward, the wheels squeaking as they pressed snow. Xie Yongwei swayed gently to the rhythm of the carriage, feeling extremely comfortable, and even wanting to sing a song. As it was already late at night, she could only force herself to hold back, her excitement jumping up and down inside her body, eager to find a way out. Xie Yongwei gritted her teeth, but the smile on her face could not be wiped away, she was almost laughing foolishly.

"Miss Xie," the imperial bells rang, and Jiang Mian's voice rang out from behind the curtains, a little hoarse, "We have arrived at the General's Mansion."

"Coming!"

Xie Yongwei couldn't wait for Chunmei to lift the curtain, so she opened the curtain herself, bent down and walked out.

"Seventh Prince," Xie Yongwei walked out of the carriage and saw her father talking to Jiang Mian, "My daughter can return safely tonight, thanks to you! It's late at night and it's freezing cold. Please go into the mansion and have a rest. Have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up before leaving!"

"Brother Mian," Xie Yongwei blinked and called Jiang Mian naturally, her eyes curved into a crescent shape, "Daddy is right, come into the mansion and have a cup of tea."

Seeing the smile on Xie Yongwei's face, Jiang Mian was a little stunned. Didn't she blame me for not taking her pulse just now?

Xie Yongwei's entreaty to stay was very earnest, and joy turned into a warm current that surged into Jiang Mian's heart. He had a feeling called "warmth" for the first time in a long time. Although he was reluctant, Jiang Mian was determined to leave. He could not walk into the general's mansion when life and death were at stake. During his stay in the general's mansion, if an enemy came to find him, it would put Xie Yongwei and her family in danger.

Jiang Mian shook his head slightly, he couldn't harm Xie Yongwei's family.

"Thank you for your invitation to stay," Jiang Mian said in a dry voice, with a hint of the coldness of a snowy night, "I will not stay."

Jiang Mian's face was expressionless, his black coat was covered with snowflakes, and there were still some snow grains on his shoulders. He put his hands together, leaned forward slightly, bowed, and turned to walk into the night.

Xie Yongwei stared at Jiang Mian's back and stood beside the carriage for a long time. When she heard her father's voice, she blinked and came back to her senses.

"What happened tonight?" Xie Shian reached out and brushed off the snow on Xie Yongwei's shoulders, took Xie Yongwei's hand and walked into the house, "You're back so late."

The moment Xie Shian saw Xie Yongwei, he noticed bloodstains on her goose yellow cloak. He was worried that Xie Yongwei was injured, but when he saw that Xie Yongwei looked normal, he knew that she was fine.

Why didn’t Avi tell me about such a big thing?

"Ahem," Xie Shian coughed twice deliberately. Seeing Xie Yongwei's eyes turned to him, he said, "Were you in danger tonight and were you saved by the Seventh Prince?"

"Yeah," Xie Yongwei didn't notice the sourness in Xie Shian's words, nodded and blinked, "He came just in time."

Finally, Xie Yongwei couldn't help but add: "If he wasn't here tonight, I would be in danger."

"No," Xie Shian frowned, feeling inexplicably irritated. He swallowed his saliva and muttered softly, "How come he arrived so timely?"

"Daddy," Xie Yongwei raised her head and gently shook Xie Shian's hand, "What did you say?"

"Nothing," Xie Shian waved his other hand, his brows still furrowed, "Awei, how come you were attacked when you returned home from Jishidiang?"

Xie Yongwei perked up, but her voice was calm: "Uncle Li was poisoned by the puppet Gu, and he pulled the carriage far away from the general's mansion. When Chunmei and I found out, we didn't know the way back to the mansion. When we were distracted by the puppet Gu, a group of men in black rushed out."

Talking about this, Xie Yongwei suddenly paused, subconsciously not wanting to describe the bloody scene, so she began to speak vaguely: "Later, the Seventh Prince came, and the group of people was successfully dealt with."

"Awei," Xie Shian clenched Xie Yongwei's hand, his eyes filled with indelible ink, "I..."

I know tonight is not as easy as you described. If it was so easy, why did your hands gradually become cold and start to tremble when talking about it?

Xie Yongwei didn't know how much Xie Shian had noticed, so she could only remain silent.

Xie Shian confirmed that A Wei didn't want to talk to him about this anymore, but he still had a faint worry in his heart: "It's too dangerous for you to do this. What if the Seventh Prince is not here tonight? What will you do..."

After saying this, Xie Shian noticed that Xie Yongwei had been keeping her head down, and felt that he might have said something too harsh, so he tried his best to soften his tone and suppress his anger: "Daddy has to give you a few more guards, otherwise it will be really dangerous."

"Yeah." Xie Yongwei responded sullenly.

"Awei," Xie Shian couldn't help but ask, "Does the person who came to assassinate tonight have any characteristics?"

Xie Yongwei frowned and began to recall carefully. Tonight, the men in black were using swords, and they had silver masks on their faces!

"Dad," Xie Yongwei suddenly stopped and said in a loud voice, "I remember that the person tonight is very likely from Xuantian Sword Sect!"

"Oh," Xie Shian deliberately dragged out the ending of the sentence, "Awei is so sure?"

"Well," Xie Yongwei said seriously, looking at Xie Shian, "They all use swords, and they all have silver masks on their faces!"

"Is that so?" Xie Shian understood, but he was puzzled. He frowned again, "However, how do you know these things in the martial arts world, Awei?"