After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

"Miss."

Hearing Yan Changjing about to go in, Ning Miao said in surprise: "Yan Lang, don't come over, I have no clothes on!"

The footsteps stopped.

Yan Changjing's smiling voice sounded: "We are husband and wife, so what does it matter if you are not wearing clothes? I just like to see you without clothes."

Ning Miao: “…”

Feeling someone's gaze in the darkness casting a heavy gaze at her, she quickly said, "No, I'm not mentally prepared yet."

"There's no need to prepare for this kind of thing. I came here tonight just to tell you that even though I'm dead, I won't let you live a life of widowhood. I have many ways to make you happy and bring you bliss."

"Really? I have a lot of tricks, and I guarantee that every one of them can make your soul leave your body, and make you feel like you are in heaven and dying."

Ning Miao: “…”

"I'll be here to serve my lady." The footsteps sounded again.

Ning Miao hurriedly stopped him: "Don't come over, I'm having my period!"

The footsteps finally stopped.

It is said that people who are addicted to gambling regard the sight of menstrual blood as unlucky, and they will lose every time they gamble after seeing it.

"Okay then, you have a good rest. I'm going back to Ruyi Garden. We'll do it after your period is over." Yan Changjing said.

Ning Miao glanced at someone in the darkness and said "hmm".

Footsteps approached the door, and Yan Changjing's voice sounded again: "The door must be bolted at night. Although the Marquis's Mansion is relatively safe, there is still a chance that thieves will break in without permission."

"Okay, got it." Ning Miao replied.

The door opened and closed, and the footsteps faded away.

Ning Miao didn't light the lamp again, and the two of them sat in the dark.

The room was silent.

No one spoke.

In the darkness, Ning Miao looked at the man sitting on a stool not far away.

Because it was so dark, I could only see an outline. I couldn't see the expression on his face and had no idea what he was thinking.

Just as I was about to get up and light the lamp, I saw him stand up.

"Rest early."

Perhaps because he had not spoken for a long time, his voice was a little hoarse when he first spoke.

It sounds particularly magnetic in the dark and quiet night.

He turned and walked towards the door.

Ning Miao was stunned.

Leaving now?

He immediately stood up, without even putting on his shoes, and ran barefoot towards the figure. When the other person reached out to open the door, he stretched out his arms and hugged his waist from behind.

Pressing her face against his back, she said in a soft voice, "I won't let him touch me."

The figure stood still, allowing her to hold him in her arms.

After a while, he held her hand, separated her arms, turned around and faced her.

Ning Miao moved closer and hugged his waist again, but just now it was from the back and now it was from the front.

At the same time, she put her bare feet on the backs of his feet.

Yan Mobai seemed to have not expected her to do this.

He glanced down, and probably saw that she was barefoot, so he said nothing and let her step on his shoes.

Ning Miao raised her little face and looked at him.

Maybe the night is dark enough, so people become brave enough.

Seeing that he remained silent, Ning Miao had to find something to say.

"Why does Lord Yan always wear black?"

Normally, she had never seen him wear any other colors besides court robes.

Even the pajamas are black.

This is what I have on me at this moment.

"Guess." Yan Mobai finally spoke, his emotions unclear.

Ning Miao's eyebrows curved: "I guess, it's probably because... Lord Yan has a black heart."

"No, Lord Yan has no heart." Yan Mobai replied.

Ning Miao was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips.

"Really? Then what is jumping?"

As she spoke, she reached her small hand into the collar of his pajamas and gently stroked his left chest.

Yan Mobai held her wrist and took her hand out.

"It's just an organ that proves I'm still alive."

Ning Miao: “…”

"Are you willing?" Yan Mobai asked her.

Ning Miao smiled.

Coincidentally, she didn't have any either.

"Of course there is. It's beating so hard for Master Yan right now. Would you like to take a look?"

"How do you see it? Take it out and show it to me?" There seemed to be a hint of smile in Yan Mobai's voice.

Ning Miao suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and inexplicably recalled the scene of his caesarean section in his previous life.

I originally wanted to guide his hand to touch my chest and tease him, but suddenly I lost interest.

"It's late. Lord Yan has to attend the court tomorrow. Go back and get some rest. I want to sleep too. I'm so sleepy."

As he spoke, Ning Miao yawned in a serious manner.

Then she let go of his waist, took a step back, and stepped barefoot on the ground.

The coolness of the ground on that spring night made her shiver.

She saw the figure in front of her lower down, and the next moment Yan Mobai leaned over and picked her up sideways.

He strode to the bed and laid her on it.

Ning Miao was just about to pull the thin blanket over him when he heard him say, "Get up, put on your shoes, and lock the door."

Ning Miao: "...Oh."

I had to get up.

After putting on her shoes and sending Yan Mobai to the door, she waved at him: "Master Yan, sweet dreams."

"I never dream."

Yan Mobai walked away.

Ning Miao: “…”

She rolled her eyes at his back and closed the door.

-

The next day, Ning Miao went to the rouge shop and was busy all day.

If she wants to use money to trap Yan Changjing in the future, she will have to work harder to make money.

After finishing work at the rouge shop, she and Chunlan went to the rouge workshop again and discussed several new styles with the owner Yang.

When we returned to the mansion, it was already dark.

When I returned to Fangfei Garden, I saw Doctor Hu carrying a medicine box and hurriedly heading towards Fuxue Garden from afar.

Ning Miao was puzzled, so he ordered Chunlan: "Go and find out if anyone in Fuxue Garden is sick?"

After a while, Chunlan came back.

"Madam, it's not that someone is sick, but someone is injured. The second young master is injured."

Ning Miao narrowed his eyes.

Yan Mobai was injured?

"what happened?"

"I heard that the Second Young Master was on his way back to the Marquis' Mansion from Prince Ning's Mansion when he encountered an assassin. The assassin shot him from the dark and he was hit by an arrow."

Ning Miao's eyebrows jumped.

"How is the injury? Is his life in danger?"

She hasn't found the antidote yet, he can't die!

Chunlan shook her head and said, "I don't know. No one is allowed to enter Fuxue Garden. When the Marquis and the First Madam went there, they were stopped outside the gate by the Red Guards. I don't know what's going on inside."