Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Lin Fu entertains Pei Yuan.

Pei Yuan came with aged wine and was happy with laughter.

In the front hall, he didn't know what he said to Lin Wangshu. Lin Wangshu laughed and looked happy.

"Good, good! With your help, I will be able to go to a higher level in officialdom!"

"I'm sure you'll do your best to help me," Pei Yuan said with a faint smile, and the corners of his mouth popped up. No matter what Lin Wangshu said, he could answer it.

He was in a good mood. Since he made an appointment with Jiang Jingshu, a stone fell in his heart. In this way, Jiang Jingshu is finally his person. No matter who she reads in her heart, she can't run away!

He picked up his tea cup and took a sip.

"Dear nephew, we have become a family. We must stay drunk tonight and have a good drink with my old bone!" Lin Wangshu's intention is obvious. He also wants to get more information from Peiyuan. He knows that Peiyuan is hidden and must not be as simple as what he sees on the surface. Otherwise, how could he have the handle of Lord Zhao.

"Naturally, I will have a good drink with my uncle!"

Pei Yuan responded.

……

In Zijin hospital, Jiang Jingshu stuck to her brush and wrote a note. Just a few words, in black and white, the handwriting looks beautiful.

She picked up the note, gently dried it, then folded it, handed it to Ping'er and said, "find a chance to pass it to Peiyuan. Remember... Don't let others find out."

"I know." Ping'er nodded heavily.

Night fell.

The table was full of dishes. Lin Wangshu and Peiyuan drank each other under the moon.

A black figure flashed in the dark. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a beautiful woman.

Lengxue, wearing a black night suit, appeared and disappeared, quietly jumped onto the roof without making a sound. She was trained as a guard when she was young. She was already a martial arts expert at a young age. She specially followed Ning LUOQI to protect his safety.

Now she was walking on the roof, and no one in the yard noticed her.

After a long time, lengxue stopped, lay down on the roof and uncovered the tiles.

The oil lamp shines through. From here, you can see the table, Lin Wangshu and Peiyuan.

Her eyes fell on Pei Yuan, stared at him carefully for a moment, and then looked at his glass. The wine glass is narrow and only two fingers wide. It is filled with crystal clear wine.

She carefully considered it, moved her body aside a few inches, and then opened the tiles.

"Good nephew, come and drink!"

"The aroma of aged osmanthus wine is really good..."

Lengxue stared at the wine glass, secretly took out a silver needle, and then dipped the silver needle into the jade bottle.

"Lin's house and Pei's house are in laws. In the future, we are all on the same boat..." Lin Wangshu said with a smile, feeling happy. Pei Yuan opened his mouth in unison, picked up his glass and collided with Lin Wangshu.

At this time, lengxue's fingertips bounced.

The silver needle buzzed, and a drop of transparent, colorless and tasteless water shot out, splashing accurately into Peiyuan's wine glass.

Pei Yuan didn't realize that there was a drop of water quietly integrated into his glass. He looked up, drank the wine directly and laughed.

"Uncle, I will help you a lot in the future."

"Good! Good!" Lin Wangshu nodded, picked up the wine pot and filled Peiyuan's glass.

On the roof, lengxue stared at the wine glass, stained the silver needle with the water in the bottle and bounced it into Peiyuan's wine glass.

This can only be done by specially trained people. If there is a slight deviation in the action, it will not drop into the wine glass.

I don't know how long I drank it.

Pei Yuan felt thirsty and hot. After filling several bowls of water, he still felt dizzy and swollen. He couldn't see things in front of him.

"Uncle... I... I'll blow the wind." he got up and staggered out. Lin Wangshu was so drunk that he fell directly on the wine table and was unconscious.

When he got out of the hall, the cold wind blew on Peiyuan and made him shiver.

In this way, I feel that my consciousness has recovered and my body is not so hot and dry.

"Young master Pei?" there was a voice in the dark at this time. Pei looked away and saw a maid sneaking around, making sure that no one came trotting over.

Pei Yuan recognized that she was the maid next to Jiang Jingshu and called Ping'er.

"Mr. Pei..." Ping'er took out a note from his sleeve, handed it to Peiyuan and said, "this is what the young lady asked the maid to pass on to you. She said that you must not let others know."

"Jing Shu?"

Pei Yuan pinched the note and looked surprised.

Jiang Jingshu treated him coldly a few days ago. Now she will send him a letter suddenly?

He opened the note, which was clearly written in a few lines of beautiful words. He said that once he saw the offer in the pavilion, if he didn't come, he would wait all the time.

"This..." the handwriting on the note needs no doubt. It's Jiang Jingshu's word. That's right.

"Mr. Pei, the maidservant has gone back first. Don't let others know about it. Keep it a secret!" Ping'er ordered him to leave quietly after dinner, as if he was afraid of being seen by others.

Pei Yuan stood holding the note for a while before turning back to the hall. At a glance, he saw Lin Wangshu drunk and didn't respond.

His eyes flashed a different color, put away the note and hurried to the pavilion.

Jiang Jingshu wants to see him... OK, then he wants to see what Jiang Jingshu will say.

The pavilion and the front hall are completely opposite to the north and south. Pei Yuan walked quietly with a stream all the way to prevent people from seeing him. The more impatient you walk, the hotter you feel.

"Sure enough, he drank too much..." he felt his mouth dry and couldn't help licking his lips.

I don't know how long I've been walking. A pavilion can be seen in the distance.

In the moonlight, a beautiful woman stood with her back to him.

Pei Yuan knew that the man was Jiang Jingshu. No matter how far away he was, he could recognize it at a glance. He walked step by step and boarded the pavilion.

Jiang Jingshu heard the footsteps and turned her face. She was wearing a light green dress and combed a soft hairpin. Her figure was bright and hazy in the moonlight, even more like an immortal.

"Jiang Jingshu..." Pei Yuan shouted.

Jiang Jingshu smiled with a bright smile, "you're coming."

"You..."

As Jiang Jingshu approached, he could smell a faint fragrance. When he smelled the smell, the heat on his body was even worse, and his heart burned.

He stared directly at Jiang Jingshu's face and couldn't move his eyes.

"Pei Yuan, I asked you to come today. I have something to say to you." Jiang Jingshu opened her mouth gently.

"What do you want to say?"

Pei Yuan swallowed his saliva and even his unconscious look blurred. He wanted to hold the white figure in front of him tightly and want to possess her. This is why... Why can't you control yourself more and more?

His eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu's ruddy mouth, one by one, feeling beautiful.

If it is contained, it will be very moist.

When the wind blew and the faint fragrance came, Peiyuan took a deep breath. At the moment of smelling the fragrance, his last reason was also broken. He looked at the soft beauty in front of him, the faint fragrance close to him, and his body trembled slightly.

"Pei Yuan..." Jiang Jingshu's mouth was smiling.

Pei Yuan's tight body involuntarily raised his hand to touch the white and delicate face in front of him.

Above the pavilion, there are only two figures, lone men and few women, and the atmosphere is suitable. Pei Yuan's breath became more and more rapid. The woman's face in front of him was far and near, and his heart was like scratching in every way.

When she reached out and was about to touch the cool, warm and smooth skin, Jiang Jingshu looked cold and said, "Pei Yuan, you can't help me in this life..."

Bang.

When the muffled sound came, Pei Yuan's action stagnated, and his eyes turned straight back.

Cold snow appeared like a ghost, holding a knife in her hand. Just now she directly knocked Peiyuan out with the back of the knife.

Jiang Jingshu's face was calm and said, "throw him into the ancestral temple."

Lengxue nodded slightly and picked up Pei Yuan in her hand. Her strength was so strong that she didn't feel hard to lift the man. Then he jumped suddenly and flew to the distance with his lightness skill.

Jiang Jingshu looked at the figure farther and farther away and slightly lowered her eyes. "You forced me. You two loved concubines in the previous life, and this life directly made you husband and wife." her voice was indifferent and had no feelings at all.

……

In the ancestral hall.

Lin Qingqing waited anxiously. Jiang Jingshu said she would help her tonight, but it was late at night and she couldn't see anyone. She couldn't help kicking the table.

"Sure enough, you lied to me! How could that bitch Jiang Jingshu help me..."

At this time, the door of the ancestral hall was opened, and then a black figure was thrown in.

Lin Qingqing was startled and stared.

The door slammed shut them in a room.

"You... What do you want to do? Who is he?" Lin Qingqing retreated to the corner. The ancestral hall was silent without any movement. The people thrown in in the dark seemed to be asleep and did not move from the beginning.

Lin Qingqing walked over step by step with courage.

It was a man who was thrown in.

He was dressed in a royal robe and had a slender figure. Lin Qingqing was stunned and his eyes gradually became surprised. This man... Why does this man look so familiar? It seems to be Mr. Pei!

She hurried over and turned the person over to see the candlelight. He was indeed Mr. Pei!

"Young master Pei? Why are you..."

Lin Qingqing is surprised. She doesn't know why Peiyuan was thrown into the ancestral hall.

The window of the ancestral hall was quietly pushed open, and a thin bamboo pipe was inserted. Then the gray fog mixed with faint fragrance blew. After a while, the whole room was filled with this fragrance.

Lin Qingqing was used to smelling sandalwood and naturally didn't notice the smell.

"Mr. Pei... Mr. Pei?" she put her hand carefully on Peiyuan's chest and shook him.

Pei Yuan snorted dully. The pain from the back of his neck was numb. He was dizzy and didn't know what had happened.

The faint fragrance between the wings of his nose made him breathe heavily. His body became hotter and hotter, and he couldn't control himself more and more. When he opened his eyes, he could only vaguely see the hazy face in the dark. It was a woman's face, with white and delicate skin.

"Jing Shu..." he murmured, in a low voice that only he could hear.

When Lin Qingqing saw Pei Yuan wake up, he couldn't help but rejoice, "young master Pei, you wake up. Why are you here?"

Pei Yuan looked at the woman close at hand. The heat on his body could not be controlled. He suddenly threw the woman in front of him to the ground.