Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

Pray for the end of the sacrifice and begin to prepare for the return journey.

In Jiang Jingshu's opinion, it was such a long time in just seven days. Too many unexpected things happened during the period. After returning, the imperial court will also be in turmoil.

Jiang Heng still didn't wake up these days. He was still in a coma.

"I'm going back to the capital at last." they were relieved. Only when they returned to the capital did the thieves dare not act recklessly. Now they can't sleep at night by leaning on the back mountain wilderness.

The servant helped Jiang Heng into the carriage. A Liang wanted to follow him up. Jiang Jingshu stopped her, "I'll take care of him all the way."

A Liang was seriously injured. He obviously couldn't use one arm. He had to take care of people reluctantly.

A Liang glanced at Jiang Jingshu and nodded. He didn't insist.

Jiang Jingshu got into the carriage, which was spacious. Jiang Heng leaned on the soft cushion, closed his eyes and turned pale. She took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat on Jiang Heng's forehead.

“……”

The carriage swayed away, opened the curtain, and the distant mountains were covered with silver and plain. The cold wind blew in. The scenery was beautiful.

"It's winter." Jiang Jingshu murmured.

Relying on Jiang Heng sitting aside, his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The motorcade went all the way back to the capital. The gate was wide open to welcome the return of the emperor. It didn't return to Jiang's house until sunset.

The long car was tired, and fatigue flashed in Jiang Jingshu's eyes. Because she sat for a long time, the wound on her shoulder was tingling, but it was not unbearable.

"We're home..." her voice was soft.

When she was about to lift the curtain of the car, her cold hand held her hand. Jiang Jingshu's body was stiff. She turned her face and saw Jiang Heng open her eyes. Her dark purple eyes fell slightly, looking weak.

Looking down, he took her hand.

"Jiang Heng..." after a short surprise, her hand trembled slightly and held his hand in turn, "you wake up."

"The young master woke up!"

"Great, the young master finally woke up..."

The people were happy. Jiang luoan was even more excited and helped him down personally. The stone in his heart finally fell.

A Liang stood not far away and saw Jiang Heng waking up. He smiled and rarely showed a gentle look. Lengxue sees this scene and stares at her.

A Liang was not used to it. "Look what I do."

"Nothing." lengxue calmly took back her sight and looked light.

Jiang's family came out to meet him. They didn't know what happened on the hunting ground. Jiang luoan and Jiang Jingshu had already reached a consensus and decided not to expose the matter. They said that they accidentally fell off their horse and were injured when chasing prey.

Jiang Shi pinched a sweat, "how can this happen? You've lost most of your face. Shu'er, are you hurt?"

"I'm fine, mother." Jiang Jingshu took Jiang's hand and said with relief.

Jiang's family made a large table of nourishing dishes to nourish their bodies. The whole family was happy and laughing.

*

On the other hand, Ningfu is cold and warm.

"Feng'er, come and eat more." Mrs. Ning gently mixed dishes and put a bowl of deer antler stew in front of Ning Feng.

"Thank you, mother." Ning Feng smiled gently, picked up the spoon and drank a mouthful of soup, but suddenly, he began to cough, and the spoon in his hand fell to the ground and smashed. "Cough..."

"Feng'er, feng'er!" Ning Fu's heart tightened and hurriedly helped him follow his Qi for a long time before he stopped coughing.

"Feng'er, how are you? Do you want to find a doctor?"

Ning Feng wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and shook his head. "No, mother, it's an old problem."

He knew that his illness could not be cured and could only be resigned to fate. Over the years, his mentality has been relaxed a lot. The wind is light and the clouds are light.

At this time, the servant reported, "the second young master is back."

Mrs. Ning seemed unheard of and had no reaction at all. She was all tied to Ning Feng.

Ning LUOQI came in and looked at the cold and faint Mrs. Ning. She had long been used to her attitude and had no special feeling, "mother, brother, I'm back."

Ning Feng saw Ning Luo Qi and smiled gently. "Second brother, come and sit down. The long car is tired. You should be tired."

Mrs. Ning looked at Ning Luo Qi, but she only glanced and didn't say anything.

Ning LUOQI went over and sat down. There was a big table with exquisite dishes, but there were no his dishes and chopsticks. The servant was clever and hurriedly said, "second young master, I'll bring a pair of dishes and chopsticks."

"Second brother, how's the hunting meeting? Did you hunt anything?" Ning Feng asked. His voice was longing. He had never been to the hunting ground. Because he was weak and couldn't stand the long-distance carriage, he had to cultivate in the house at ease.

"I got some roes and white foxes. The fur of white foxes is suitable for making collars. Brother is cold and needs to keep warm... When the collars are ready, they will be sent to brother's room."

"You have a heart." Ning Feng said.

Mrs. Ning put down her chopsticks with a slap. "What's the use of a collar? Every winter, bones and meat are like pricking with a needle. Who caused these!"

"Mother!" Ning Feng stopped Mrs. Ning's words and turned pale.

Ningluo seven was silent, slightly lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

"Ah." Mrs. Ning snorted coldly, her eyes were cold, and her hatred flashed towards Ning Luo at seven.

Ning LUOQI was dark at the bottom of his eyes and stabbed in his heart for two whole lives. He thought he was used to it, but when he heard cold words, he didn't expect to feel uncomfortable.

"These are Luo Qi's intentions. Thanks to Luo Qi's blessing, I feel much better these years... There are superior Silver Charcoal and fox fur jacket..." Ning Feng said, but his face turned unnaturally red, covered his mouth and coughed, "cough, cough!"

"Big brother!" Ning LUOQI wants to hold Ning Feng.

Mrs. Ning clapped his hand away, "don't touch my wind!"

"Cough..." Ning Feng's cough couldn't stop. He gasped heavily. Blood seeped from between his fingers. It was shocking.

"Feng'er, how are you?" Mrs. Ning's worries were written on her face and took every care of Ning Feng.

After a while, Ning Feng waved his hand, "I'm fine."

"It's all my mother's fault..." Mrs. Ning took Ning Feng's hand, gently wiped the blood on his palm, and her eyes turned red. "As early as that year, I should have strangled the evil star instead of leaving it to harm you! It's all my mother's fault!"

"Niang......" Ning Feng frowned and wanted to stop Mrs. Ning's words, but Mrs. Ning couldn't listen to anything.

The atmosphere in the hall was cold. Ning LUOQI sat rigidly aside and felt a burning tingle where the back of his hand was patted open.

"Young master, here are the dishes and chopsticks." the servant came in, put on the dishes and chopsticks, and looked around carefully. At this time, the atmosphere seemed not quite right, and he couldn't breathe.

Ning LUOQI stood up and said, "mother, brother, I'll go back to my room first."

"Second brother, you haven't moved your chopsticks yet..."

"Leave him alone!" Mrs. Ning said coldly, "does he have the face to eat? Don't you feel guilty looking at you!"

"Niang......" Ning Feng was helpless.

Ning LUOQI went back to the courtyard alone. There was no temperature in the cold courtyard. There was no charcoal fire in the house. The night breeze who followed me looked at the dark courtyard and frowned. Why did the second young master come back and there was no one in the room?

"My Lord, I'll tell you to light the charcoal fire."

"No need." Ning LUOQI said calmly, his voice was neither hot nor cold, his eyes were dark, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

In other yards, servant girls whispered.

"When the second young master came back today, the servants wanted to tidy up the yard, but his wife sent all the servants out! Now there is not even a charcoal stove in the second young master's yard."

"How could it be like this?" the servant girl stared and couldn't believe it.

"Madam is gentle and protective to the young master. She has to ask about everything. Why is she so indifferent to the second young master? It seems that she is not his own..."

The servant girl murmured in a low voice for fear of being heard by others.

Over the years, people in the house have this feeling. My wife is too harsh to the second young master. She simply doesn't treat the young master as a person.

Even if he made a mistake when he was young and the young master fell ill, they are both his own sons, and the palms and backs of his hands are meat. It's impossible to resent until now

At this time, the old mammy came over and stared at the servant girls, "what are you doing here? Don't hurry to work!"

"Yes." the servant girls quickly dispersed.

In the cold room, only an oil lamp was lit, and the flickering lights lit up the room. It's cold in the room. It's not much different from the cold outside.

Ning LUOQI sat on the wooden chair and closed his eyes.

After a while, the night wind knocked on the door and came in.

"My Lord, I've found out. The assassination on the hunting ground was really the hands of those people."

Ning LUOQI opened his eyes and dropped the shadow of his eyes. He said coldly, "I know." after the voice fell, a trace of fatigue appeared in his eyes.

The night wind stood quietly beside him. It was the first time he saw such an adult.

*

Jiang Jingshu thought about Lin Qingqing for two days and should inform Ning LUOQI as soon as possible.

I don't know what the fourth prince will do when he places Lin Qingqing beside the emperor. He has already started to act and must make a response before that.

Jiang Jingshu called Ping'er and asked Ping'er to comb her hair.

"Which dress do you want to wear when you go out?"

"All right." she didn't care about clothes. Her heart was filled with worries. She didn't have time to think about other trivial things.

Ping'er looked at the young lady in the mirror and burst out laughing, "the young lady looks like she can't wait. Is she going to see young master Ning?"

Jiang Jingshu was stunned. Her mind was pierced and her cheeks turned red, but she tried to calm down and said, "I went to see him. I have something important to talk about."

Just tell him about Lin Qingqing. Yes, that's all. There's no other reason.

Jiang Jingshu told herself so, but she couldn't help frowning. She hadn't seen him for ten days and didn't even have a message... What happened?

"Young lady, wear a long blue dress! Young lady's skin is like coagulated fat. Wearing blue can make her skin more white... It can hold down Miss Wang!"

Jiang Jingshu glanced.

Ping'er immediately kept quiet and didn't dare to joke.

Dressed well, and then put on a snow-white fox fur, Jiang Jingshu walked out of the door with cold snow.