After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Her first reaction was that Yan Mobai’s stuff had come out, but she soon discovered that it wasn’t.

After counting the days, her face turned pale.

It’s over, time for the sunflower water!

She has her period on time every month.

In fact, she still remembered it a few days ago.

Last night and today, I was so overwhelmed by the fact that I successfully slept with Yan Mobai that I actually forgot about this.

Looking at the pills in the handkerchief in her hand, she felt like crying but had no tears.

Such a rare opportunity was wasted in vain.

Chunlan walked in quickly from outside.

"Madam, are you okay? When did you come back last night? I was so anxious that I was about to go out to look for you, but I ran into Madam. She said you were okay and asked me to go back to Fangfei Garden and wait, so I didn't go out."

Ning Miao put the pills wrapped in the handkerchief into his sleeve and said with a curved lip: "I'm fine."

"What did the Second Young Master want to see the Madam just now? I told him that the Madam was still asleep, but he didn't listen and went straight into the house. I didn't dare to stop him, and after he entered the house, he asked me to leave."

"It's nothing, just some official business." Ning Miao said.

Not wanting to say more on this issue, he told Chunlan: "Go prepare some hot water. I want to take a bath."

-

In the basement, there was a small lamp on the wall.

Anyang's maid Lingling was curled up in the corner, her hands and feet tied, and her mouth stuffed with a cloth.

With red eyes, she looked in panic at the tall, handsome, dark figure, who walked towards her from the darkness and into the candlelight.

His eyebrows and eyes gradually became clearer, handsome as a painting, but also cold as frost.

She told her princess not to mess with this man because he was heartless.

Over the years, neither the beautiful ladies nor the talented women with the ability to govern the world could catch his eye.

Her princess is not as good as others in everything except her noble status. How could she be in his eyes?

But her princess just wouldn't listen, and even plotted against him, trying to force her way through, which brought her death.

Yan Mobai walked to a few steps in front of the bell and stood still, with Chifeng Lanying following closely behind him.

Chi Feng stepped forward and took the cloth out of Lingling's mouth.

"I heard that Chunlan, who delivered the letter to Chifeng yesterday, was you in disguise?" Yan Mobai looked down at Lingling, his voice devoid of any warmth.

Lingling nodded tremblingly: "Yes... yes, it was your servant, but that was the princess's will, and your servant had no choice but to obey her orders."

Now that the master is dead, saving his own life is of paramount importance.

Moreover, it is said that this man in the Dali Temple used various tortures without mercy.

So, she needs to know the situation and tell her what she knows no matter what she is asked.

She didn't want to die, nor did she want to suffer physical pain.

"Where is the real wishing note? Who wrote the letter to me and those fake wishing notes?" Yan Mobai asked again.

"The real one was buried in the potted plant on the windowsill of the bedroom by the princess. The letter and the fake wish notes were written by Mr. Zhang from the inkstone shop in the east of the city."

After Lingling finished speaking, Yan Mobai turned his head and gave Chi Feng a look.

Chi Feng understood and immediately turned around and left quickly.

Be able to control the Zhang man as quickly as possible.

Yan Mobai turned around and prepared to leave. Lan Ying asked hurriedly, "Sir, how do we deal with this person?"

Yan Mobai walked without stopping, without turning his head, and said indifferently: "Lock him up. Someone who betrays his master so easily is not a good person."

Lingling's face changed drastically when she heard this, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

No, she confessed on her own initiative, so is that wrong?

Are you going to refuse to tell me until you die?

"Sir, please spare my life, Master Yan. I will tell you everything I know because I want to reform myself and get your forgiveness... um..."

Before she could finish her words, Lan Ying stuffed the cloth ball into her mouth.

Lan Ying cursed as he blocked the conversation: "You are talking so much now, but why didn't you say a word when you delivered the letter to Chi Feng yesterday? Even if you had said a word, Chi Feng would never have really thought you were Chun Lan."

Bell: "......"

-

When Jin arrived at Fangfei Garden, Ning Miao was bathing in the bathroom and Chunlan was waiting outside.

"Madam," Chunlan saluted Jin, "Madam is bathing inside."

Jin's face turned cold: "You are her maid. She is bathing, but you are not serving her inside, but are lazing around outside?"

Chunlan quickly explained: "It was the Madam who asked me to wait outside."

Jin was stunned, then immediately understood.

It must have been because last night was quite intense, and there are many marks left on my body, and I don't want this maid to see them.

Instantly the cloudy face turned sunny.

Out of curiosity, he raised his hand to open the curtain and walked in. Chunlan was too late to stop him.

Inside, Ning Miao sat in the large bathtub, leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, letting the warm water wrap around him. He felt more relaxed than ever before.

This is a godsend opportunity, but my period has come, so I can only look for another one.

I’m afraid that opportunities will become harder to come by in the future.

However, I have to admit that it feels good to do that with Yan Mobai.

Just like what Jin said, it was a little painful at first, but later on... it became very comfortable.

She would be willing to do it again.

He is extremely handsome, has an unparalleled figure, and usually keeps himself clean. She will not lose out if she chooses such a man.

She was thinking that if she had his offspring, whether it was a boy or a girl, it wouldn't be that bad.

Thinking of this, she seemed less depressed.

Yes, be more positive.

At least it's clear that he is not inhumane.

Even...very strong.

"Madam." Chunlan didn't have time to stop Jin from breaking in, so she could only call her from behind.

Ning Miao opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and when she saw Jin coming in, her face instinctively turned cold and she sank into the water.

"Why did mother come in here?"

"They are all women, what's the problem?"

Jin said as her eyes swept over her.

Although she was sinking in the water with only her head exposed, the water was very clear and there were no flower petals scattered on it, so there was no cover at all and the situation in the water was clearly visible.

The mottled and dense marks on Ning Miao's body caught Jin's eyes.

Jin's eyes jumped.

It was indeed intense.

Maybe it was because the temperature in the bathroom was too high or something else, but Jin suddenly felt a little hot.

It’s good to be young!

It's hard to tell from that kid Yan Kunpeng, who is usually gentle and elegant, a handsome young man, but I didn't expect him to be so ferocious on the couch.

Ning Miao naturally felt her inquiring gaze, but fortunately this was a scene that could be seen by Jin.

However, she still hated such stares and frowned slightly: "Mother, please wait outside for a moment. I will be there soon."

"It's okay, I'll just say a few words and leave."

After Jin finished speaking, she walked back to the door, raised her hand to open the curtain, and told Chunlan at the door: "Go and guard outside the room."

Chunlan had no choice but to obey the order.

After Chunlan left, Jin returned to the bathtub.

"I heard that there was a murder case on Tianzhifang last night. Are you and Yan Kunpeng okay?"

Ning Miao sneered in his heart.

You really ask questions even though you already know the answer.

If something happens, can she sit here and listen to her?

"fine."

Jin nodded: "That's good. Who died? I heard that the Ministry of Justice was alerted."

"I don't know, I heard it was a female." Ning Miao said.

Apparently, the government had suppressed the news that the deceased was Princess Anyang.

"Oh," Jin didn't really care about this, and returned to the point: "Then it didn't affect you and Yan Kunpeng, did it? Judging from the condition of you, it shouldn't have any effect. How is it? How do you feel? This is the second time, it should be very harmonious, right?"

Ning Miao was speechless.

I care about this all the time.

She sighed, "I'm having my period."

what?

Jin's smile froze: "Are you having your period?"

Doesn’t that mean that what we did last time was useless?

"You're having your period, why are you still sitting in the water to bathe?" asked Jin.

And he leaned over to look at her with some disbelief.

It was just that Ning Miao had placed a brocade towel there, so she couldn't see anything.

"My body is all sweaty and I feel uncomfortable without a shower. Today is only the first day and it's a short time, so it's okay to take a shower." Ning Miao said patiently.

Jin was very disappointed, but there was nothing she could do as she knew this kind of thing couldn't be rushed.

She stood there in silence for a while: "It's okay, your period means your body is normal, nothing wrong with women. Once your period is over, you two can have sex more and you will definitely get pregnant."

Ning Miao nodded: "Yeah."

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Once your period is clean, you'll have to find an opportunity. This matter can't be delayed."

"Ah."

Jin looked at the red clouds on her neck again, feeling a little envious, and turned and left the bathroom.

Those marks on the neck were obviously left by kissing.

That old man Yan Huating never served her like this when he was young.

Every time we have sex, we get straight to the point.

She and Yan Huating are husband and wife, but they are still no match for those two who have no feelings for each other and are just borrowing a child.

Just thinking about her makes me angry.

-

A few days passed in a flash. During these days, Ning Miao spent half a day in the rouge shop to handle things, and half a day back home to rest.

Yan Mobai seemed to be very busy. He was busy in the palace, the Dali Temple, and Prince Ning's Mansion.

I heard that the Ministry of Justice has already made a verdict on the Anyang case, saying that it was done by spies from the Biluo Kingdom.

Emperor Zhaoqing has prepared a letter and sent envoys to the Kingdom of Biluo to ask for an explanation.

The autumn examination has also begun and will last for several days.

Jin knew that Yan Kunpeng was taking an exam, so she didn't bother Ning Miao, and Ning Miao had a few days of leisure.

Because Emperor Zhaoqing had been pushing various reforms and was anxious to select capable officials, the results of the spring examination were announced particularly quickly this year.

It took half a month in previous years, but this time it only took five days.

Ning Miao was looking at the account books in the rouge shop when Chunlan came in and said to her happily, "The results are out, and the number one scholar is being paraded through the streets. Many people are going to watch the excitement."

Ning Miao didn't expect the results to be released so quickly this year, so she asked her, "Who is the top scorer?"

"The man that Madam knows is a relative of ours, the Silang from the Yan family, who came to the Marquis' Mansion last time to attend the meeting for the Madam's niece." Chunlan said excitedly.

"Banquet Kunpeng."

"Exactly."

Although Ning Miao was not surprised, he was very happy.

He closed the account book in his hand and said, "Let's go and watch the fun."

-

On the second floor of Xunxiang Teahouse, Ning Miao paid a high price to buy a seat by the window.

Because this street is a must-visit street for the Spring Examination Parade, not only are the roads on both sides of the street packed with people, but the teahouses on both sides of the street are also full of customers.

Many girls in their boudoirs were not comfortable showing their faces in public, so they watched it in teahouses.

Ning Miao and Chunlan had just sat down and drank half a cup of tea when they heard a commotion coming from below. Someone shouted, "Here they come, the three gentlemen are here!"

The master and servant stood up and went to the window.

I saw a team coming slowly from not far away, in a very large force.

Official guards in front led the way with gongs and drums. In the middle, three young men were wearing red robes and Sanjia palace flower hats. They rode on three tall horses, looking majestic and magnificent.

Yan Kunpeng was the top scorer and rode in the front, followed by the second and third place respectively.

Ning Miao knew two of them. They were the first and second place winners of the imperial examination in his previous life. Both of them came from prominent families.

Along the way, many people came forward to give flowers or sachets, and many people from the teahouses on both sides also threw flowers down.

Ning Miao discovered that although Yan Kunpeng was the top scorer, he was not as popular as the second and third place winners, so everyone gave the spots to the two people behind him.

The two of them held their arms full of flower sachets, except Yan Kunpeng, whose hands were empty.

Ning Miao guessed that it might have something to do with the backgrounds of the three people.

Only Yan Kunpeng had the worst background, neither from a prominent family nor as a legitimate son.

Yan Kunpeng reached out several times to catch the flowers thrown down from the second floor of the teahouse, but he was unable to catch them because they were not thrown to him and were thrown far away from him.

Ning Miao had an idea, and before the team arrived, he quickly took out the silver and instructed Chunlan.

"Isn't there someone selling flowers in the corridor? Go buy a basket and come over."

Chunlan came back from buying flowers, and the team just happened to pass by their teahouse.

Ning Miao saw a bamboo pole nearby, so he picked up the handle of the flower basket with the pole and shouted loudly down.

"The number one scholar is brilliant and talented, truly one of a kind in the world!"

This sentence attracted many people to come here because of its reputation, and naturally also caught the attention of Yan Kunpeng.

He raised his head and looked towards the sound, and saw a delicate figure by the window with her face covered with a veil, leaving only her eyebrows and eyes exposed.

The figure was smiling at him, with curved eyebrows and eyes like a crescent moon, like the rising sun at dawn.

At that moment, Yan Kunpeng suddenly felt that the sky suddenly became bright.

Mrs. Ning.

He also smiled back like a spring breeze.

"Next." Ning Miao stretched the bamboo pole downwards, and the handle of the flower basket slid down through the bamboo pole.

Yan Kunpeng stretched out his hand and hugged the full basket of flowers.

"I wish the number one scholar a bright future and a road full of flowers!" Ning Miao said loudly again.

It attracted a lot of attention again.

The team moved forward slowly. Yan Kunpeng, holding a flower basket, rode on a horse and looked back frequently.

Ning Miao retracted the bamboo pole.

Just as I was about to tell Chunlan that I was leaving, I suddenly felt someone's gaze fixed on me.

She instinctively looked in the direction where he was coming from, and saw a man in brocade and black robe drinking tea from a cup at the window of the teahouse across the street.

It was Yan Mobai.

He seemed to be meeting a guest.

So, that was the look he cast over here just now?

Ning Miao was puzzled, and seeing that he didn't look over here, he turned around and handed the bamboo pole to Chunlan, motioning her to put it away.

With a thought, she turned around suddenly and met Yan Mobai's gaze.

Perhaps he felt it was too late to look away, so he didn't turn his gaze away. He just looked at her and even narrowed his eyes slightly.

Ning Miao looked at him.

Because we were quite far away, I couldn't see the emotions in his eyes. I could only sense that his pupils were deep and his thin lips were slightly pursed.

She smiled at him and nodded slightly in greeting.