After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

When Yan Changjing arrived at Fangfei Garden, Ning Miao was just about to lie down on the couch for a while.

I have been running around and working hard all day, I am tired both physically and mentally, and I want to take a break.

Seeing Yan Changjing coming in, she had to give up.

Seeing Yan Changjing looking distraught and devastated, Ning Miao thought Yan Mobai had said something to him.

"Is it that the painting is not good?"

"No, painting is fine." Yan Changjing walked to the table and sat down, then just looked at her, kept looking at her.

Ning Miao was puzzled: "Is there something on my face? Why is Yan Lang staring at me like this?"

Yan Changjing shook his head, his eyes full of dejection and dejection.

Then he lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly: "It's not that there is something on my face, but there is something on my face."

Ning Miao looked at him, feeling even more confused.

"What's on Yanlang's face?"

"Didn't my lady see it?" Yan Changjing raised his eyes, with red bloodshot eyes.

He pointed to his left cheek, then to his right cheek: "There are two words written on it! The word 'joke', didn't you see it?"

Ning Miao: “…”

I roughly understood what was going on.

She pursed her lips slightly and said nothing.

"If you marry me, you will be a widow for the rest of your life. Do you really not mind that?" Yan Changjing asked.

really.

Ning Miao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Not only did he know that his life was destroyed, he also knew that she knew it.

Yan Mobai told him.

"I don't care. If I cared, I wouldn't have married you. When I married you, I was mentally prepared that you wouldn't wake up." Ning Miao said.

Seeing her reply so without hesitation, Yan Changjing's eyes instantly turned red.

He held out his hand to her.

Ning Miao really didn't want to go over and was repulsed in her heart, but seeing him like this, she stepped forward and handed him her hand.

Yan Changjing pulled her to him and hugged her with his arms.

He was sitting and she was standing, his head resting on her chest, and Ning Miao crossed one of his arms across her chest to separate them.

His head rested on her arm.

"My wife is so nice."

Ning Miao said nothing.

After thinking for a while, she reached out her other hand and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Yan Changjing pressed his face against the material of her sleeves.

Unlike the usual smell of women's powder, what fills my nose now is the light, natural fragrance of a girl, which smells very good.

Yan Changjing took a deep breath and felt very uncomfortable.

He had a beautiful girl in his arms, but he could do nothing.

In the past, for a beauty like this, he would definitely press her under him until she cried, begged for mercy, or couldn't get off the bed.

But now...

Seeing Yan Changjing's arms tightening and his head rubbing against her arms, Ning Miao frowned and broke free: "That's right."

Then she walked to the dressing table, took out a bulging purse from the drawer of the dressing table, and handed it to him.

"My mother asked me to run the Chaohua Rouge Shop. I've made a lot of money recently. Yanlang, take the money out to relax and don't think about the unhappy things."

Yan Changjing didn't expect her to be like this.

"Is this all for me?"

Ning Miao nodded: "Well, the rouge shop is doing good business and can make a lot of money every day."

Yan Changjing reached out to take the silver bag, opened it and took a look.

No one had ever given him so much money all at once.

Although he was the eldest son of a marquisate, his spending was controlled by his father and mother because he spent money like water.

Every time I want to make some money, I rack my brains.

"Go out and relax, don't stay stuck in the house." Ning Miao said with a look of 'heartache'.

The banquet leader nodded: "Okay."

"Madam, you are so kind!" Yan Changjing looked at her.

Ning Miao curved her lips and said, "Only when Yan Lang is well can I be well. Go quickly and have fun."

Yan Changjing stood up and said, "Then I'll go?"

I've been lying in bed for so long and haven't been to the casino for a long time. The gambling bug in my heart has already come back.

"Well, go ahead." Ning Miao nodded.

Yan Changjing walked out, and when he reached the door he turned back and said, "Don't worry, my lady. I will treat you well for the rest of my life."

Ning Miao smiled at him.

I thought to myself, don’t do that.

She just paid for peace and quiet.

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Sure enough, Yan Changjing did not appear again until night.

She knew that he must have gone to gamble.

This is just as she wanted.

After nightfall, Chunlan went to sleep in the side room next door. Ning Miao was also about to turn off the light and go to sleep when suddenly there was a noise from the window and door.

She immediately became alert and saw the window being pushed open from the outside, and a figure in a black robe flashed in like a startled swallow.

It’s Yan Mobai.

Ning Miao sat beside the couch and looked straight at him, meeting his gaze as he landed.

Slightly embarrassed.

"Master Yan, what is this?" Ning Miao looked interested.

If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, who would have thought that the dignified, cold and aloof Lord Yan Mo Baiyan would sneak through someone else's window late at night.

Yan Mobai was calm and composed, and walked slowly closer: "Let me ask my eldest sister-in-law, which troupe in Jiangnan is she from?"

"Hmm?" Ning Miao didn't understand.

Yan Mobai walked to a stool beside the couch, lifted his robe and sat down.

"Today in the flower hall, the eldest sister-in-law cried and expressed her feelings in front of her brother. To be honest, it is impossible to act like this without seven or eight years of practice."

Ning Miao: “…”

"So, I came to ask which troupe you are from? The Queen's birthday is in a few days, and I am looking for a good troupe. I recommend your troupe." Yan Mobai shook his sleeves leisurely and said seriously.

Ning Miao: "...Why are you saying that to me, second brother? As for singing a play, it was my second brother who helped me build the stage today."

"I was ready to admit that I had never met your brother before. It was your second brother who sang the opening in a serious manner, and I also used all my skills to take over this scene in order to cooperate with your second brother."

Yan Mo smiled, his dark eyes deep: "In that case, I have to thank you."

"No, no, it's me who should thank my second brother." Ning Miao smiled.

Yan Mobai looked at her.

At this time, her hair was completely loose, and her black hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall.

She was wearing a white nightgown, and her fair face without a trace of makeup made her look even more beautiful.

Just sitting there under the candlelight beside the couch, the flickering candlelight looked like a demon or a fox.

Yan Mobai sneered: "You bastard."

Ning Miao was surprised by his sudden words and looked at him.

"Is there a single word of truth in your mouth?" Yan Mobai asked her.

Ning Miao narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing why he asked this question.

She had lied to him before, saying that although she had no feelings for Yan Changjing, she intended to get close to him, and her feelings were real.

In addition, today he saw her pretending to be affectionate with another man, so he couldn't help but suspect that everything she did in front of him was also acting.

"Do you care a lot?" Ning Miao asked instead of answering.

Yan Mobai's face turned colder, and he sneered, "Care?"

"I remember I told you that I hate it most when someone deceives me, no matter who it is."

Ning Miao's breathing quickened slightly, and she could hear some gnashing of teeth in her voice.

Ning Miao suppressed his guilty conscience and replied, "I also remember telling you that no matter how many lies I told, I admire you, and this must be true."

The room suddenly became very quiet.

After a while, when Ning Miao was about to speak again, footsteps suddenly came from the door: "Madam."

It’s Yan Changjing!

Ning Miao's heart tightened, but before he could react, he saw Yan Mobai raising his sleeves to extinguish the candle on the bedside table.

The room was plunged into darkness in an instant.

"Madam, why did the lights suddenly go out?" Yan Changjing pushed open the door of the side room.

Ning Miao's breathing paused, remembering that Chunlan had closed the door when she left, and she forgot to fasten the bolt.