After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Nie Huan nodded: "I know."

"Nie Huan." Ning Miao looked at her, seeing her alive, and his emotions were surging.

Seeing her suddenly call her name, and calling it so solemnly, Nie Huan was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"Several princes are competing for the throne. Which prince does your Nie family support?" Ning Miao asked.

The fight for the throne requires strong financial support. It is normal for a famous merchant like the Nie family to be won over by the prince.

However, in the previous life, it was only discovered that the Nie family had made the fake imperial seal, but it was not discovered which prince instructed them to do so, and the Nie family would rather die than confess.

Nie Huan shook her head, not knowing why she suddenly asked this: "I haven't heard of anyone supporting me, and I won't support anyone. The Nie family has an ancestral precept that forbids us from getting involved in court affairs. Father will never violate it. What's wrong?"

Ning Miao looked into her eyes and knew that she was not lying to him.

So, either the Nie family has chosen sides and Nie Huan is unaware of it, or the Nie family has not chosen sides at this time.

"I had a nightmare. The Nie family helped forge a forged imperial seal, which resulted in the execution of the entire family."

Although these were unlucky, Ning Miao still felt it was necessary to say them out loud to warn Nie Huan.

Nie Huan was slightly surprised when she heard this, but then her expression relaxed and she curled her lips.

"This shouldn't happen. My father wouldn't do such a thing."

But it happened in the previous life.

Ning Miao held her hand and solemnly reminded her: "Dreams are very real, Nie Huan, you must take it to heart."

Seeing her so solemn, Nie Huan nodded: "Yes, I will."

The two talked for a while before Nie Huan said goodbye.

Before leaving, she took out a very delicate double-butterfly pearl and jade hairpin from her sleeve pocket.

"I made this for your wedding gift myself. If anyone in the mansion asks about it, you can also say that this is the jewelry you customized at Ding Yuxuan."

Ning Miao's nose felt a little sour again: "Thank you for considering it so carefully for me."

-

At the same time in Fuxue Garden, Yan Mobai recalled what the woman said during the day and took action step by step.

Mix powdered sugar and baking soda together, stir well, put it on the sand in the plate, and then pour in the wine starter.

Chi Feng and Lan Ying stood aside and watched, not knowing what their master was doing.

"Fire starter." Yan Mobai stretched out his hand.

Chifeng handed it to him immediately.

Yan Mobai took it, blew it, and put it into the plate. The wine starter caught fire.

He took back the fire starter, pursed his thin lips, and stared at the plate with his black eyes.

After just a moment, something really broke out of the sand. It was black and gray in color, shaped like a snake, winding and circling, and more and more of them appeared.

Lan Ying and Chi Feng were both stunned.

Yan Mobai didn't expect it to be successful.

"This... this is..." Lan Ying couldn't speak clearly, "Is this a magic trick, or..."

How could a snake suddenly crawl out?

Chi Feng instinctively drew the sword at his waist and took a defensive stance.

Yan Mobai raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them: "It's not a real snake, it just looks like a snake."

The two of them then looked slightly relieved.

"How could this happen?" Lan Ying was curious and took a closer look.

This was also the first time Yan Mobai had seen this.

"It should be that when these things are put together in a certain ratio and burned, this substance will be produced."

"How did you know this magical formula?"

Yan Mobai said nothing.

The woman didn't lie to him.

Therefore, tomorrow a Taoist priest instructed by King Kang will enter the palace to exorcise the nightmare and "perform a ritual" in front of all the civil and military officials, pointing out that the culprit who causes the emperor nightmares every night is a person around him whose zodiac sign is snake.

Fortunately, this woman told him, otherwise, King Ning would be in a very passive position.

Now that he has mastered the method, he can directly expose the Taoist priest.

No, he can't be the one to expose it.

It is best for Prince Ning's people not to get involved in this matter.

The emperor is very suspicious and might suspect that the Taoist priest is Prince Ning's man and that Prince Ning wrote and performed this drama himself.

After all, this recipe is too rare, and how could ordinary people know it? Even if someone knows it, the emperor might be suspicious.

Therefore, it has to be exposed through the hands of others.

After a moment of silence, he instructed Chi Feng: "Prince An has been going to Zhaixing Tower to watch acrobatic performances every night recently. He should still be there at this time. Find a reliable person to perform the scene just now in front of him."

Prince An is simple-minded and loves to show off. If he finds out tomorrow that the Taoist's magic tricks are exactly the same as the juggling tricks he has seen, he will definitely stand up and expose them.

-

The next day, the eldest son of the Yongchang Marquis got married.

Because the groom had not yet woken up, the wedding was kept simple and no invitations were sent out to the public. Only the Yan family members were notified.

Despite this, the palace was still very lively.

Colorful frames are hung high, red silks fill the sky, and joy continues.

Except for skipping the procedure of going out of the house to pick up the bride, because the bride is already in the house and there is no need to pick her up, all other necessary procedures are still followed.

The bride was dressed in a gorgeous red wedding dress, with a red veil on her head and a jade pendant on her waist. She was graceful and elegant, and walked slowly into everyone's sight with the help of the matchmaker.

When Yan Mobai returned home, he happened to see this scene.

He took a look from a distance and walked towards his Fuxue Garden.

Seeing this, the blue shadow behind him asked hurriedly: "Sir, aren't you going to watch the ceremony? It's just starting."

"Go if you want to." Yan Mobai replied indifferently.

Lan Ying was itching to go and watch the fun, so he glanced at Chi Feng, but seeing that Chi Feng had a blank expression on his face and had no intention of going, he had no choice but to give up.

The master and his two servants returned to Fuxue Garden.

Yan Mobai had just changed out of his court robes when a servant came to report that Prince Ning had arrived and was watching the ceremony in the flower hall.

Yan Mobai had no choice but to go.

Red Wind and Blue Shadow followed behind.

The flower hall was filled with festive atmosphere.

The elders of the Yan clan sat and the young ones stood, crowding both sides of the flower hall, watching the ceremony happily.

Prince Ning had been invited to sit in the main seat, and behind him stood his personal guards Wenlai and Wuzhi on his left and right.

The bride was being helped by the matchmaker to cross the brazier.

Yan Mobai's eyes swept across the red figure, without stopping, he looked at King Ning, strode forward, walked in front of him, and was about to salute, but King Ning raised his hand to stop him.

He pointed to the seat next to him and motioned for him to sit down.

Yan Mobai bowed slightly, walked to the chair, lifted his robe and sat down.

Watch the ceremony together.

They watched together as the bride, supported by the matchmaker, stepped onto the saddle, walked along the auspicious path strewn with peanuts and dates, and came to Yan Huating and Jin to perform the formal ceremony of bowing in the hall.

Lan Ying stood behind Yan Mobai on his right side.

Looking at the big red figure in front of him, he remembered the two bloody handprints again.

He leaned his head forward slightly, almost imperceptibly, and stole a glance at his master's expression.

I saw that my master had a blank expression on his face and calm eyes. Although his gaze was on the newlyweds in front of him, he seemed to be looking at a dead object.

Lan Ying stood up straight.

It turned out that he was overthinking and his inference was wrong.

It was true that the bloody handprint was left by this woman, but her family would never hug her, nor would they allow her to hug them. It must have been left by some other means.

In addition to Lan Ying, many other eyes were fixed on Yan Mobai.

The targets of this gaze were all the unmarried cousins ​​of the Yan clan.

In their eyes, seeing this man who was like a bright moon among the clouds was much more important than watching the ceremony.

I was disappointed before because he didn't show up, so now I have to take a few more glances at him.

The more I looked at him, the stronger my yearning for this man became.