Favoring concubines and killing wives? The miraculous doctor mistress went crazy after her rebirth

Jiang Zhinian just looked at him, his heart beating wildly.

This reaction is not controlled at all.

She looked up and watched him walk towards her step by step, like a beautiful orchid or a jade tree, or like the moon among the snowy clouds on the mountain.

Just one look at it gives you a feeling of being amazed by time.

The wind blew the snow, which seemed to blur his figure and make him look even more mysterious.

But when Jiang Zhinian looked at him, his heart felt sour and painful.

There is also a strong sense of guilt.

At this moment, he was standing in front of her. The two of them were so close, but she had a feeling that they had traveled thousands of miles and years to meet each other.

Jiang Zhinian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked and no sound came out.

Tears fell uncontrollably from my eyes.

With a charming grace in the wind and snow.

Yan Jiyou felt an inexplicable dull pain in his heart, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be tinged with a hint of red.

Yan Jiyou moved his fingers slightly, as if he wanted to wipe away her tears, but he restrained himself.

He took out a clean silk handkerchief and handed it to her, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Yan Jiyou's voice is like a clear spring in a mountain stream, clear and pleasant to the ear. It can easily nourish people's hearts and seem to be able to easily touch people's heartstrings.

Jiang Zhinian didn't act pretentiously. She took the handkerchief from his hand and wiped her tears.

You can smell the clean, cool fragrance on the towel.

Jiang Zhinian thought of the night more than three years ago, when there was also a similar subtle fragrance.

At this moment, she was even more certain that it was he who saved her.

She tried hard to suppress the sadness surging in her heart, and looked up at his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, her heart beating even more violently.

Why was her memory so vague after she woke up that night three years ago?

But looking at his eyes at this moment, some vague memories began to become clear.

She was poisoned by a strong poison, such a domineering and cruel poison.

That night, she clung to him uncontrollably, and felt that the cool breath on his body was very comfortable.

His gentle and restrained voice rang in her ears, "Chinen, be good, just bear with it for a while, it will be fine in a while!"

Even then, he coaxed her gently.

They had physical contact.

Just haven't reached the last step.

He detoxified her in other ways.

Because of this, he almost lost all his skills and was poisoned himself.

After the vague memory of that night became clear, Jiang Zhinian looked at Yan Jiyou in front of him again, and felt indescribable gratitude and guilt in his heart.

I guess even he couldn't have imagined that he would guard the last step and not cross the line, even if he would rather be poisoned.

But no one expected that she would mistake her savior and marry Murong Chuan.

Until now, she is still a virgin.

Jiang Zhinian actually wondered countless times why his memory became blurred after that night.

I don’t know if Yan Jiyou remembers that night.

The wind and snow were a bit strong at this time, and Yan Jiyou coughed slightly.

Jiang Zhinian was originally a little confused, but when he heard Yan Jiyu's cough, he immediately came back to his senses.

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince!"

She forgot to salute.

In any case, the person in front of him is the crown prince of the Great Yan Dynasty.

He can be polite and courteous, but she cannot be ignorant of the rules.

"No problem, no need to be so polite."

Jiang Zhinian seemed to have thought of something and whispered, "Your Highness, may I have a word with you for a moment?"

Yan Jiyou said gently: "Okay!"

Then he waved his hand and asked the guards behind him to guard the door.

He followed Jiang Zhinian into the house.

The house was filled with the smell of barbecue, but Yan Jiyou had a strong internal force. Even though he couldn't use his internal force because of the suppressed poison, he could still smell a faint scent.

Yan Jiyou's expression changed slightly.

Jiang Zhinian didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "Your Highness, I saw the seriously injured Prince Leng of the Duke of Anguo at the foot of the mountain."

Yan Jiyou lowered his head and looked deeply at Jiang Zhinian and asked, "Is he okay? Where is he now?"

"In a cellar at the back."

The cellar was not sealed, so she could only send Leng Yuebai there temporarily.

Once it is sealed, nothing can be sent in and it will cause suffocation.

The reason why she confronted Chu Qianhan at the gate of the yard was actually to divert attention and make Chu Qianhan think that there was something wrong in her yard.

This way, Leng Yuebai can also be saved.

Of course, if Chu Qianhan forced her way in, or could really find Leng Yuebai, then she would also use the power of the secret guards to protect Leng Yuebai.

No matter what, she would not let anything happen to Leng Yuebai.

"Don't worry, he's fine."

"He was poisoned before. The people who attacked him used poison on their swords and arrows. Fortunately, Master Leng used his inner strength to force him to one place, thus saving his life."

At this point, Jiang Zhinian no longer cared whether his medical skills would be exposed.

It is more important to save Leng Yuebai, who is a very important person to Yan Jiyou.

She may not trust anyone, but she trusts him.

Jiang Zhinian only said these words, and Yan Jiyou understood clearly.

The suspicions I once had in my heart were confirmed.

"Ahem...thank you."

"It is I, Yan Jiyou, who owes you. I will satisfy whatever you want!"

Yan Jiyou looked serious at this moment.

It was as if he was telling her that he would agree to any condition she put forward.

When Jiang Zhinian looked up and met his gaze, both of them felt bewitched.

My heartbeat quickened.

"You don't owe me anything, this is what I should do."

Strictly speaking, she owed him.

It just happened three years ago, maybe he has forgotten it, and if he doesn't mention it, she won't mention it either.

She still had revenge to take and many things to do. He was in the palace, with many princes eyeing him covetously. She should not involve him in her affairs.

"It's just that I'm worried that Chu Qianhan will arrange people to keep an eye on it nearby."

Therefore, it is not possible to take the prince’s men to the cellar for the time being.

Yan Jiyou said calmly, "Don't worry, leave the rest to me."

As he spoke, Yan Jiyou picked up the flute and played a few notes.

Soon, a man dressed in black appeared here.

"I've met the master!"

"Go to the cellar and bring Leng Yuebai back to the Anguo Mansion. Don't alarm anyone."

"Yes!"

Jiang Zhinian hurriedly told the secret guard the location of the cellar.

She looked at the black-clad secret guards in front of her and thought that Yan Jiyou's power was much greater and stronger than she thought.

It is no wonder that in the previous life, so many princes framed and dealt with him, and even in the end, the emperor deposed the prince because of the war and disaster relief and the use of civilians against him.

But he was still alive until she died.

Even though the other princes did not reach that position, it still does not count as his loss.

I don't know whether he was reinstated in the end.

It's a pity that she couldn't see anything after her death.

"Sorry for disturbing you tonight."

"It is my honor to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

She didn't want to be called a subject's wife and didn't want to be involved with Murong Chuan.

Yan Jiyou seemed to think of something, sighed softly, and then handed something to Jiang Zhinian, saying softly: "Take this, if anything happens, pull the signal and I will appear!"

Seeing this, Jiang Zhinian's whole body was shocked.

There were turbulent waves in my heart.