After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Ning Miao felt overwhelmed when she heard that Yan Mobai wanted her to draw a new one.

She didn't even see the person who changed the picture, so how could she draw it?

Chunlan presented the small porcelain bottle again: "There is also this medicine. The second master said that he heard that the eldest lady's mouth was bitten by a dog. He said that this medicine is specially used to treat dog bites. He asked me to bring it to the eldest lady."

Ning Miao almost choked on his own saliva.

She just said this to Yan Changjing, how did Yan Mobai hear it?

Oh yes, Chifeng and Lanying were there at that time.

These two are really loyal servants. They even have to report such things?

Ning Miao took the small porcelain bottle, unscrewed the lid and took a look. It was medicine powder with a pungent medicinal smell.

She put the lid back on.

Seeing this, Chunlan said, "Madam, why don't you apply some? The Second Young Master's medicine is all imperial medicine, it's very effective."

"No." Ning Miao put the medicine bottle aside.

Anyone know what medicine it is?

Although it was not a poison that would kill her, it might aggravate her wound.

She didn't think that a person like Yan Mobai would be so kind as to give her medicine after hearing her being called a dog.

Ning Miao spread out the paper and started painting again.

Chunlan, who was standing by, frowned after seeing what she had drawn: "This is not okay, isn't it exactly the same as the previous one?"

"It's okay." Ning Miao replied.

Since Prince Ning did not summon her today, and everything was just a cover-up made up by Yan Mobai, there was no such thing as asking her to draw a portrait of the person who changed the picture.

Based on her understanding of Prince Ning and Yan Mobai, they would have tried every means to catch the spy that day. It is impossible for them to wait so much time to come to her to kill her.

She estimated that the spy should have been eliminated long ago.

Asking her to draw a person today was just a prank by that bastard Yan Mobai.

After finishing the painting, Ning Miao used scallion juice to write in the blank spaces.

Chunlan watched from the side.

She was illiterate, and this time she saw Ning Miao writing for a long time, writing a lot of words, and even drawing something.

Ning Miao had just finished writing when Yan Changjing came in.

Seeing him come in, Ning Miao quickly covered the dish of scallion sauce with her sleeves and hid it in the drawer.

Yan Changjing's face was pale and wilted, just like an eggplant hit by frost. His steps were unsteady and he looked lifeless. He was completely different from the person he was when he left earlier.

Ning Miao narrowed his eyes slightly, and roughly understood why he was like that.

He must have woken up suddenly earlier and was completely immersed in the surprise that he was fine, and had no idea that his life was ruined. It was only when Doctor Hu came that he learned this cruel fact.

This blow would be fatal to any man, let alone a playboy like him.

Ning Miao pretended not to know and asked with concern: "Yan Lang's health has been checked out. What did the doctor say?"

Yan Changjing came and sat down opposite her table, looking dazed.

"The doctor said... he's fine. It's normal to lose some memory. Slowly... he'll remember it."

Ning Miao raised his eyebrows barely perceptibly.

Doctor Hu is worthy of being Yan Mobai's man.

Yan Changjing should have believed by now that he had partially lost his memory.

Nodding: "That's good."

"Is your painting not finished yet?" Yan Changjing asked her.

"The painting is done. I'll have Chunlan deliver it to my second brother."

"I'll deliver it for my wife." Yan Changjing said.

Ning Miao was a little surprised.

Yan Changjing extended his hand toward her.

Ning Miao had no choice but to hand him the painting.

Yan Changjing took it and looked at it, and saw the back of a person dressed as a family member.

“It’s a very good painting.”

Ning Miao curled his lips: "My second brother may not be satisfied."

Yan Changjing said nothing, put the scroll away and stood up.

Seeing that he really wanted to send it off, Ning Miao did not stop him.

"Thank you for your help, Yanlang."

"It's okay. I'm happy to serve you, my lady."

Yan Changjing took the painting and left.

The reason why he offered to deliver the painting was mainly because he wanted to find Yan Mobai for something.

If Doctor Hu hadn't just said that he wanted to check the recovery of his wound, he wouldn't have known that he had lost his life.

For him, this was like a bolt from the blue.

He couldn't believe it, nor could he accept it.

He went to find his father.

His father told him that the Wen family not only smashed his head that day, but also took advantage of his unconsciousness to destroy his penis.

He was furious and wanted to kill Wen You.

He was held back by his father.

His father said that he had it all his own fault. If he had not been so careless and made such a big mistake, this result would not have happened. He asked him if he had to make the matter known to everyone and embarrass himself?

He regrets it so much.

But that's it.

He has to accept it even if he doesn't want to.

His father said that fortunately not many people knew about this, only him, his mother, Yan Mobai, Imperial Physician Yan and Doctor Hu, and none of them would tell anyone.

He naturally believed in his own parents, and he also believed in the duties of Imperial Physician Yan and Doctor Hu. The only person he didn't quite trust was Yan Mobai.

His younger brother dares to say anything, regardless of the occasion and never shows mercy to others.

He had to go and say hello to him and keep it a secret for him and not let his beautiful wife know about it.

You can't let the duck at your fingertips fly away.

He had heard that some eunuchs would get a fake penis after leaving the palace, which could be used and even looked real if you didn't look closely. He didn't know if it was true.

He also wants to pick one up.

How could he be willing to marry such a beautiful bride if he didn't have some fun with her?

However, he couldn't bring himself to tell Yan Mobai about this, so he took this opportunity to send him the painting.

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When Yan Changjing arrived at Fuxue Garden, Yan Mobai had just come out of the study after finishing his official business.

"Second brother, I'm here to deliver the painting on behalf of your sister-in-law." Yan Changjing spoke from a distance.

Yan Mobai narrowed his eyes slightly, stood in the corridor outside the study, and watched Yan Changjing approach with an expressionless face.

"I don't know if your sister-in-law's painting is good. Take a look." Yan Changjing handed the painting in his hand to him.

Yan Mobai took the painting without saying a word.

turn on.

Seeing the same painting as before, Yan Mobai's eyes narrowed slightly and his gaze became cold.

Do you think he will show leniency if you send reinforcements?

"Brother, please sit in the pavilion in front for a while. I will go to the study to check the information and see if this painting is okay." Yan Mobai said.

Then, he ordered Lan Ying: "Serve tea to the young master."

After saying that, he turned and went into the study without caring whether Yan Changjing was willing or not.

Lan Ying came over and bowed to Yan Changjing: "Young Master, please go over there."

Yan Changjing was silent.

This kid really treated him differently. He didn't even look at him before, but now he even invited him to have tea.

If I ask him to keep the secret, he will surely agree.

So he happily went to the pavilion.

Lan Ying served tea and snacks.

In the study, Yan Mobai blew the fire stick to light the lamp.

He picked up the painting and, as before, placed it over the lamp to warm it.

Rows of words appeared on the white paper, along with a picture.

He pursed his thin lips and looked intently.