After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chi Feng ignored him and turned his head away.

Lan Ying thought about it and felt that he was overthinking.

This kind of thing would never happen to his family.

Yan Mobai explained something to Zhang Yuan again, and then Zhang Yuan left, sweating profusely.

Song Xiao, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, walked in and placed a paper bag in his hand on the table in front of Yan Mobai.

"I saw that your lips were burning, and there was a vendor selling mung bean cakes at the door, so I bought you a pack to help you get rid of the heat. You're welcome."

Yan Mobai gave him a cold look: "If you have the time, why don't you take care of the case properly?"

"I'm trying to investigate the case and show my respect to my superiors at the same time." Song Xiao grinned.

Yan Mobai is the Minister of Dali Temple, and Song Xiao is the Junior Minister of Dali Temple.

The two have a superior-subordinate relationship, and are also good friends.

In the entire Dali Temple, only Song Xiao dared to joke with Yan Mobai.

Seeing Yan Mobai picking up the document and looking at it, and not wanting to pay attention to him, Song Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"Alright, I'm going to the Imperial Prison now. Remember to eat the mung bean cake. It's very effective in relieving internal heat. I guarantee that if you eat it today, the burn on your lip will disappear tomorrow."

Yan Mobai didn't raise his eyebrows: "I'm afraid you'll poison me."

"Poisoning the Dali Temple Minister, am I tired of living? No, I can poison you, and I will give you a charm poison someday."

Yan Mobai's eyes paused slightly.

He raised his eyes and said, "Go away."

"Okay." Song Xiao clasped his fists exaggeratedly and left.

-

Ning Miao felt that she needed to express her gratitude to Yan Mobai, after all, he saved her.

After dinner, she went to Fuxue Garden.

Yan Mobai was having dinner in the pavilion in Fuxue Garden.

It was getting dark, but there was still light in the sky. The lanterns at the four corners of the pavilion were already lit. From afar, the blue-gray twilight and the orange light of the lanterns enveloped him, making Ning Miao feel unreal.

Seeing her coming, Yan Mobai glanced at Chifeng Lanying.

The two retreated outside the pavilion.

"Is there something wrong?" Yan Mobai asked her.

Ning Miao stopped a step or two in front of the stone table and took a look at the side dishes on the table.

The first feeling is lightness, the second feeling is exquisiteness.

You can tell at first glance that it was made by the small kitchen alone.

"Thank you very much today, second brother." Ning Miao bowed slightly.

Yan Mobai's face was calm and his voice was dull: "No need."

Ning Miao's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"If my second brother hadn't arrived in time today, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Yan Mobai lowered his brows, picked up a piece of green bamboo shoot from the plate with the jade chopsticks in his hand, put it into his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"I just happened to be passing by."

"Yeah." Ning Miao nodded, indicating that he knew.

Her eyes swept over the man's broken lips, and she remembered the time when she was too anxious and flustered and accidentally bit his lip when she pried it open with his teeth.

What impressed me most was that his lips were very cool and his breath smelled very good, with a faint minty and grassy scent.

feel good.

Ning Miao collected his thoughts and said, "The drug was too strong. I was unconscious and I don't remember what happened. I didn't do anything excessive, did I?"

Yan Mobai raised his eyes and looked at her with a deep gaze, as deep as a pool and as profound as an abyss.

Seeing that he remained silent and his gaze was intimidating, Ning Miao bit her lip and spoke again carefully.

"I...didn't do anything to offend my second brother, did I?"

"What do you think?"

Yan Mobai retracted his gaze, picked up the soup bowl in front of him, and scooped a bowl of soup for himself slowly and elegantly.

Ning Miao shook his head.

"I don't know. My last memory was when my second brother kicked the door open. After that, I have no memory at all."

Seeing Yan Mobai drinking his soup and ignoring her, she pretended to be anxious and said, "I didn't really do anything to offend my second brother, I..."

"Of course not, otherwise, do you think you can still stand here well?" Yan Mobai raised his eyes and said.

Ning Miao was stunned.

The implication is that if she offended him, he would never forgive her. Is that what you mean?

She thinks so too!

She was just worried that he would definitely come after her for treating him like that.

So, she pretended not to remember it at all.

I didn't expect that what he meant now was that nothing happened.

Ning Miao breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Yan Mobai held the porcelain spoon with his long fingers, scooped a mouthful of soup into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Ning Miao's eyes fell on his Adam's apple that slid up and down as he swallowed, and a scene emerged in her mind of her biting his Adam's apple after she couldn't kiss his jaw.

To be honest, his Adam's apple is also perfect and prominent.

Alas, he was so stubborn that she should have used more force to bite it off.

Ning Miao thought hatefully in his heart.

Suddenly she felt a heavy gaze fixed on her face. She raised her eyes slightly and met Yan Mobai's inky black eyes.

"What are you looking at?" he asked in a cold voice.

Only then did she realize that she had been staring at his Adam's apple. Her ears felt hot and she hurried to explain.

"I noticed that the color of the pavilion pillar behind my second brother is a little different from the other three. I wondered if it was changed later."

As she spoke, she pointed behind him.

Yan Mobai: "......"

Glancing back, he was speechless.

You can also distract yourself and pay attention to these things.

"If you have nothing else to do, I'll take my leave," Ning Miao said.

Since he acted as if nothing had happened, she was naturally happy to hear it.

This way, it won’t be embarrassing.

She felt embarrassed thinking about how hungry she was at that time.

"Don't be too eager for quick success. I heard that there are long queues of customers in the rouge shop every day. Isn't the money they earn enough for you to spend?" Yan Mobai's voice sounded indifferently.

Ning Miao was stunned.

Eager for quick success?

Does he mean that she went to Qingfeng Inn to discuss business with others because she was eager for quick success?

Although she did do it for money.

"I'm planning for the long term. If I only do business in Beijing, there will be fewer and fewer customers," Ning Miao said.

"Long-term?" Yan Mobai sneered, "You almost put yourself on someone else's bed. Is your plan really long-term?"

Ning Miao was speechless for a moment.

Yan Mobai looked at her, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Do you think business is that easy? The waters of the capital are very deep. If you don't learn your lesson today, you won't know how you will die one day."

Ning Miao pursed her lips.

She agreed with what he said.

She really needs to reflect on the lesson she learned today.

"Thank you for the reminder, second brother. I will keep today's events in mind and will never make the same mistake again." She said obediently.

Yan Mobai retracted his gaze: "I just don't want you to implicate Yongchang Marquis Mansion. You are not just yourself now, you represent the Yan family and the Marquis Mansion."

"knew."

Ning Miao rolled his eyes inwardly.

Suddenly, a thought came to my mind.

She pulled a small paper bag out of her sleeve and placed it on the stone table in front of him.

"This is chrysanthemum candy. I was originally going to buy it for my fourth brother and fifth sister. But I saw that my second brother had a boil on his lip, so I decided to give it to him. It can clear away heat and reduce internal heat."

Yan Mobai: "......"

Just as he was about to say no, Ning Miao continued, "It's painful to have a sore throat, especially when your mouth is sore. It hurts to talk and eat, especially when you eat vegetables. It's like rubbing salt on the wound, and it hurts so much. So, the sooner you get rid of the sore throat, the better."

Ning Miao patted the bag of candy gently, motioning for him to eat.

Then he bowed slightly, turned and left.

Yan Mobai: "......"