Hey, you are reborn too?

"What?"

Just as Xie Yongwei was speaking, the lamp oil happened to explode.

Jiang Mian's hearing was always erratic. If he concentrated, no matter how small the sound was, it would not escape his ears. But once he was distracted or deliberately not listening, even if thunder exploded in his ears, he would be able to ignore it.

Just now, Jiang Mian was only focused on looking at Xie Yongwei's beautiful almond-shaped eyes and didn't listen carefully to what she said. In addition, the explosion of the lamp oil almost drowned out Xie Yongwei's voice.

Jiang Mian faintly heard the word "rebirth", but he didn't want to believe it in his heart, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

Regarding the Chizhou flood, Jiang Mian originally suspected that Xie Yongwei was like him, reborn in this life. But after thinking about it, he felt that it was too incredible.

His own rebirth was already a mysterious thing. How could he directly conclude that Awei was also reborn based on what Xie Yongwei said about Chizhou?

The possibility is too small.

Seeing that Jiang Mian remained silent for a long time, Xie Yongwei was not in a hurry. Seeing that the light was dimming, she reached out to take off the silver hairpin on her hair and gently used the tip of the hairpin to pick up the lamp oil.

A cool breeze blew, and Xie Yongwei pulled her coat closer. She looked up and saw that the window was not closed, so she slowly stood up and raised her hand to close the window.

As soon as the window was closed, the sound of the wind died down, the sound of birdsong disappeared, and one could hear a pin drop in the house.

Xie Yongwei exhaled lightly. The night seemed to be stretched infinitely, making her feel uneasy. This silent silence was like a wild beast devouring the air in the room. Xie Yongwei had some difficulty breathing.

"Awei, what did you mean by that just now?" Jiang Mian leaned forward slightly, his finger veins bulging, and stared at Xie Yongwei like a hawk, "Why don't I understand?"

"Nothing." Jiang Mian's momentary shock did not escape her eyes. Xie Yongwei felt relieved as if a big stone had fallen from her heart. It was better that Jiang Mian did not reborn.

She said that it was incredible that she could be reborn. How could it be such a coincidence that she and Jiang Mian were reborn at the same time?

It seems that I shouldn't conclude that Jiang Mian is a reborn person just because he wrote the same poem as Jiang Min in his previous life at the flower viewing banquet. This is really too arbitrary.

Since they are brothers, it is not surprising that they thought of the same poem.

"Brother Mian," Xie Yongwei leaned forward, blinked her eyes, raised the corners of her mouth, and her face was a little relaxed, "I had a nightmare recently."

"What nightmare?" Jiang Mian was very cooperative.

"I dreamed," Xie Yongwei bent her fingers unconsciously, her eyes clear, and her body leaned forward again to get closer to Jiang Mian, "you disappeared for some reason and left Dayuan."

She lowered her eyelashes to hide the emotions in her eyes: "Many years later, you led the Beili army to attack and flattened the Great Abyss."

Jiang Mian narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

Because Jiang Mian had saved her life many times, Xie Yongwei was no longer resistant to the idea of ​​contacting Jiang Mian.

She looked at the person in front of her, and remembered the last time when she was short of medicinal materials, Jiang Mian generously helped her.

Xie Yong held his breath gently, mustered up his courage, reached out and timidly touched Jiang Mian's hand: "You, you won't be like this."

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but couldn't, as if something warm was holding it back.

Xie Yongwei looked up in confusion and found that her hand was hooked by slender jade fingers. Along the knuckles, forearm, neck... she saw the pair of light-colored eyes.

"Awei," Jiang Mian said in a clear and firm voice, "I won't."

Xie Yongwei looked into those eyes, and somehow her face felt hot.

"Brother Mian," Xie Yongwei closed her fingers and held Jiang Mian's hand. She looked at Jiang Mian, "Yongwei doesn't want that nightmare to come true. Yongwei doesn't want to see the people fleeing. She doesn't want to see those helpless eyes."

Xie Yongwei paused, her eyes firm: "Brother Mian, are you willing to help A Wei and prevent that nightmare from happening?"

Seeing the stubbornness in those eyes, Jiang Mian felt as if his heart was being grasped by a giant hand and a feeling of suffocation came over him.

"Okay," Jiang Mian said, his voice hoarse, as if he was enduring great pain, "Brother Mian, help A Wei."

"Brother Mian, you..." Hearing that Jiang Mian's voice was not right, Xie Yongwei raised her eyes, only to see that Jiang Mian's face suddenly turned pale. Unknown worries suddenly surged in her heart, and she almost blurted out, "Are you okay?"

"No," Jiang Mian suppressed his breath in his throat. Just as he squeezed out one syllable, he started coughing violently. The rest of his words were drowned out by the cough and were difficult to make out.

"Are you really okay?" Seeing his calm face, Xie Yongwei was not sure whether he was just pretending to be brave or he was really okay, and her brows unconsciously frowned.

"It's really okay," Jiang Mian noticed his loss of composure and hurriedly adjusted his breathing to suppress the emotions surging in his heart. He waved his hands, his face still flushed from coughing, "Awei, please continue."

"Okay," Xie Yongwei swallowed her saliva, held Jiang Mian's hand tightly, and unconsciously moved closer to Jiang Mian, "I want Dayuan to have a wise ruler in the future, who will not value civil officials over military officials because of fear of military officials, will not wantonly protect corrupt officials to balance the situation in the court, and will not stay away from the court and ignore the suffering of the people."

Jiang Mian's breathing almost stopped instantly. A Wei said, the future Lord Da Yuanming?

He thought hard, there are three princes in Dayuan at present. The second prince Jiang Yu, the third prince Jiang Min and the seventh prince - himself.

If Awei had chosen the Third Prince or himself, he would have still found a way to change the situation. But if Awei was still the same as in her previous life and firmly chose the Second Prince...

Jiang Mian felt like he was punched in the head, and his chest ached. He looked into Xie Yongwei's eyes with difficulty, and there was almost a pleading look in his eyes.

No, Awei, please. In this life, please don't choose Jiang Yu again.

"Most importantly," Xie Yongwei paused, straightened her body, and looked at him with a sharp gaze, "he has the ability to protect the safety of the people of Dayuan, and he can tolerate Dayuan having an invincible army."

Jiang Mian couldn't help holding his breath again. As far as he knew, the second prince Jiang Yu had always been a staunch supporter of the emperor's policy of emphasizing civil officials over military officials. He had said many times in the court what his father wanted to say but couldn't because of his status, and he dealt with those military officials on his father's behalf.

Jiang Mian's heart was leaping with joy. After Awei said this, she would definitely not choose Jiang Yu this time, right?

He suddenly felt a little nervous and swallowed unconsciously.

The one who has the ability to protect the safety of Dayuan's people and can tolerate Dayuan having an invincible army, isn't it me?

Could it be that Awei wants to help herself to the throne of Dayuan?

Jiang Mian didn't dare to breathe, staring at Xie Yongwei's eyes, waiting for her next words.

Xie Yongwei had just said so much, and she thought that Jiang Mian would have a strong attitude, whether it was support or opposition, at least she knew his opinion on her future decision.

But maybe it was because Jiang Mian was too calm or what, Xie Yongwei's impassioned speech just now did not cause any change on his face.

Xie Yongwei felt her face burning again, this time not because of shyness, but because of embarrassment.

Xie Yongwei lowered her eyelids, feeling an indescribable sense of loss in her heart.

Jiang Mian was probably unwilling to accept her plan. He did not refute her at this moment, probably because he wanted to save some face for himself.

"Forget it," Xie Yongwei wanted to pull back her hand, "Just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

Unexpectedly, the hand was grabbed again, even tighter than last time.