After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Ning Miao was somewhat dissatisfied with his use of the word "compromise".

"I've already said it, I didn't do anything with him. If this is considered a dirty deal, then I'm with..."

Ning Miao looked at him before he finished speaking.

The meaning is obvious.

So what did she call him?

Yan Mobai's face darkened a little, and he snorted coldly: "I didn't do anything. Is it because something unexpected happened?"

On the day of Shangsi Festival, I met him and Anyang, and on the day of Tianzhifang, I encountered Anyang's death.

"If I hadn't come today, would you two have been planning to run to the carriage and pretend to hang out?"

Ning Miao: “…”

But if you think about it, he's not wrong.

If he hadn't come, she and Yan Kunpeng might have really done this.

Just thinking about that picture...

"Anyway, there's no way he and I would do that." Ning Miao said firmly.

Yan Mobai looked at her.

She met his gaze and looked at him frankly.

Their eyes met for a moment, he turned his face away, lifted a corner of the curtain with his slender fingers, seemed to look out the window, and his expression eased a little.

Ning Miao noticed his reaction and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why did Jin do this? Is it so that Yan Changjing can inherit the title of marquis?" Yan Mobai lowered the curtains, turned around and asked her.

"As expected of you, Lord Yan. You guessed it right at once." Ning Miao praised flatteringly.

"Yes, she told me that you are of marriageable age. If you marry and have children first, given your current position in the court and give birth to a legitimate grandson for the Marquisate, the title of Marquis will definitely be yours."

"Does Yan Huating also agree?" Yan Mobai asked.

Ning Miao was stunned.

I know that he often calls his brother Yan Changjing by his full name.

I also know that he never called Jin mother, but called her Madam in front of her and Jin behind her back.

But I didn't expect that he even called his own father by his first name.

Although she knew that their father-son relationship was not good, he was her biological father after all.

"The eldest lady said that the Marquis agreed. She said that although the Marquis still has a biological son, the fourth brother, he is still young after all. He is only three years old. He can only inherit the Marquisate after he reaches the age of twenty, which is still more than ten years. Therefore, their hopes can only be placed on your brother."

Yan Mobai lowered his eyes and curved his lips, which was very rare.

"Just don't let me inherit the title of marquis," he said.

He would rather let his daughter-in-law cheat on his wife, would rather cheat on his own son, and would rather help others raise their grandchildren.

You would rather pass the title of marquis to this grandson who has no blood relationship with you than let him have a good life, right?

It's just a title of marquis, he has never taken it seriously.

Ning Miao looked at him and saw a bitter smile on his face for the first time.

In fact, she understood his bitterness.

Everyone in the mansion, including his own father, treated him as an outsider.

But she always thought he didn't care about these things because he never treated them well.

"So, what you said to me that day on Tianzhifang was a lie." He looked up and said.

His words jumped so much that Ning Miao didn't react for a moment: "What?"

She said a lot that day.

Yan Mobai's eyes were heavy: "You said that you were close to Yan Kunpeng, and you asked him to meet you at Tianzhifang on purpose to show me, to make me jealous."

Ning Miao's eyebrows jumped.

Oh, forgot about that.

"It was obviously you and him who were putting on a show for Jin. Why are you involving me? What does it have to do with me?" Yan Mobai's low voice came out of his throat.

Ning Miao's long eyelashes trembled.

When her lie was exposed to her face, she didn't know how to cover it up.

"I...even though I was just putting on a show for the Madam, my selfish motive...my selfish motive was that I wanted you to see it too, and to make you jealous."

Yan Mobai pursed his thin lips and looked at her. His already dark pupils became even darker, like thick ink that could not be wiped off, or like an abyss that could not let in a single ray of light.

Ning Miao felt a little guilty when being looked at.

She clenched her palms slightly under her sleeves and forced herself to remain calm.

Yan Mobai narrowed his eyes, turned his gaze away, and returned to his usual indifference, saying in a calm voice: "You are telling lies."

Ning Miao didn't expect this kind of reaction from him.

I thought he would be angry and there would be another storm, but I didn't expect him to be so calm.

But the more this happened, the more uneasy she felt.

He won't stop believing in her, will he?

Would it not return to the indifferent and distant state it was at the beginning, with the snow on the mountain top and the moon in the clouds thousands of miles away from her?

No, she has put in so much effort and has worked so hard for so long, she can't go back to her original state overnight.

Her scalp stiffened, and she suddenly stood up and sat down next to him.

Yan Mobai didn't expect her to do this suddenly, and frowned: "What are you doing?"

Ning Miao smiled slightly, leaned forward, turned her body and tilted her head, moved closer to him, and looked at him with her watery eyes.

She opened her red lips and spoke slowly.

"I may have lied a lot intentionally or unintentionally, for some purpose or because I had to, but please believe that what I am going to say next is definitely true. I love you."

She said the last four words one by one, and at the end, she added one more word: "only."

Yan Mo's eyes narrowed.

Those few words were like heavy stones suddenly hitting his heart, causing quite a stir.

His expression remained unchanged, and he looked down at her.

Looking at her little face so close to me, looking at her picturesque facial features, looking at her skin so white that you can see the tiny blood vessels, looking at her red lips with a full luster.

He knew she couldn't be trusted.

But she could easily break through the desire that was as strong as a rock in his heart.

Once the breach is made, the desire will spread wildly.

His Adam's apple rolled, he lowered his head, Ning Miao closed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and their lips touched together.

There was no sign, no discussion, it just happened naturally.

This is how love affairs between men and women are. As long as you and I are willing, there will be storms and waves.

The two of them were just lightly kissing at first, but it soon turned into a deep kiss.

He pulled her to sit in his arms, she put her arms around his neck, and they both soon began to breathe heavily.

Suddenly there was a loud thunder, and Ning Miao was startled.

Yan Mobai let go of her lips and looked down at her.

There was another rumble of thunder outside.

Ning Miao lay in his arms with a red face, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's going to rain."

Yan Mobai narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were dark, and his slender fingers stroked her face, and his slightly calloused fingertips wiped away the water from the corner of her mouth.

"Those who tell lies will be struck by lightning."

His voice was also very hoarse.

Ning Miao's heart trembled when he heard it.

Does this mean that if she lies to him, she will suffer retribution?

retribution?

She has died once, is she still afraid of retribution?

In her previous life, she was stabbed in the throat, had her abdomen cut open, and her corpse was stabbed between the eyebrows. What worse retribution could she be afraid of?

With a curved smile, she tightened her arms around his neck, pulled his head down, and offered her lips to his again.

Then speak softly.

A soft and hoarse voice escaped from the two people's lips that were pressed together: "Anyone who secretly has an affair with his sister-in-law behind his brother's back will also be struck by lightning."