Rebirth: The Poisonous Wife

'Jiang Jingshu' is still a person who can't remember.

Of course, she is mu Yan. How can she recognize them.

She is not familiar with Jiang Jingshu. If she wants to disguise, it is best to disguise with amnesia.

In the evening, Ning LUOQI came back from picking herbs. His cloak was cut several holes, which was enough to show that the road was dangerous. Even so, he picked all the herbs.

"How about Jingshu?"

"She's all right." Tao Qiming tightened his eyebrows, "but..."

"But what?" Ning LUOQI asked anxiously.

Tao Qiming sighed, "her face is badly hurt. I'm afraid it will leave a scar."

Ning LUOQI's face was calm, and there was no change in his look, but he lowered his eyes slightly and hurt in his heart.

He doesn't care what Jiang Jingshu looks like. Even if her face is disfigured, she is still Jiang Jingshu, and he won't dislike her.

But how sad it would be for her to know that her face was damaged.

"It's hidden from Miss Jiang for the time being. I'll think of a way to see if I can make an ointment."

"OK." Ning LUOQI nodded.

After drinking the medicine, Mu Yan looked better.

Ning LUOQI sat by the bed and said, "I'll take you back to the capital tomorrow."

Mu Yan looked at him quietly with strange eyes and pursed her lips.

Ning Luo Qi sighed, didn't say anything more, just said a light word to have a good rest, and then walked out of the house.

When he left, Mu Yan picked up the corners of her mouth and flashed a strange light in her eyes. She will return to the capital tomorrow. After returning, she will find an opportunity to report the matter to the adults.

I'm sure you can breathe a sigh of relief when you know this.

But there is one thing she is still deeply worried about.

That's Jiang Jingshu.

Whether Jiang Jingshu is still alive or not. If she appears in the capital alive, her lie will break through and will be surrounded and killed.

But so far, Ning LUOQI hasn't shown any difference, which means he doesn't know yet.

Forget it, step by step.

When she got back to the capital, she killed all the people in Ningluo.

……

Jiang Fu.

Jiang shed tears all day, his face was pale and his body was haggard.

"Madam..." grandma Zhao came forward to persuade, but how could Jiang resist it? If she hadn't insisted on going to Yunling temple to offer incense, she wouldn't have met mountain bandits, and shu'er wouldn't have rode away from them.

Shu'er doesn't even know whether to live or die at the moment. How can she be at ease.

Jiang was in great pain. His heart was tight and he couldn't breathe.

"Shu'er, my shu'er... It's all my mother's fault. I shouldn't take you to Yunling temple for incense!"

Mother Zhao also shed tears. The servant said she couldn't find the young lady. I heard that the mountain bandits jumped off the cliff with the young lady. That's a thousand feet cliff. If you fall, there's no reason to live.

Alas, poor lady, poor lady... What should madam do in the future.

When Jiang's house was miserable, Ning LUOQI's subordinates came to report that Miss Jiang had been found and would take it back to the capital tomorrow.

Mammy Zhao was excited, "madam! Miss is still alive! Miss Fu has a great life and will be fine!"

"Yes, yes!" Jiang tossed and got up, but after crying for a day, he was haggard and almost didn't fall in a flash.

"Madam, you should take good care of yourself so that the young lady won't worry. When the young lady comes back and sees her haggard appearance, her heart must be broken!"

"You're right." Jiang quickly wiped away his tears. "Shu'er doesn't like to see me sick."

"Madam, you haven't eaten all day. You might as well have some plain porridge," advised mammy Zhao.

Jiang didn't refuse and nodded.

The next day.

A carriage drove slowly into the capital and rushed to Jiang's house.

A group of people stood at the gate of Jiang's house. Seeing the carriage coming from a distance, Jiang subconsciously stepped forward and looked worried and worried.

"Miss is back..."

"Shu'er."

The carriage stopped. Under the attention of the public, Ning LUOQI came out with Mu Yan in his arms.

Mu Yan is still seriously injured and can't walk. Her face is wrapped in gauze and looks terrible.

When Jiang saw this scene, his eyes darkened, "shu'er, my shu'er... What's the matter?"

Jiang Taigong also frowned. Seeing Mu Yan's face wrapped in gauze, his heart sank.

"Miss Jiang... She is badly hurt and needs to be recuperated." Ning Luo said in a deep voice.

Jiang Taigong hurriedly said, "don't stand at the door. Go in and talk about it!"

People all around are watching the excitement. It's not a glorious thing to hurt your face. If it gets out, I'm afraid it will be another storm.

Take Mu Yan back to the room. When Ping'er saw the badly injured young lady, he couldn't help kneeling and crying, "it's all the fault of the maidservant. The maidservant should swear to protect the young lady to the death! It's all the fault of the maidservant..."

Mu Yan looked at Ping'er quietly and asked softly, "who are you?"

Ping'er was shocked and looked up at his young lady.

The young lady's eyes are strange. She doesn't pretend.

"Miss..." she trembled slightly. "The maidservant is Ping'er. Miss, don't you remember the maidservant?"

All the people in the house changed their faces. Jiang Taigong looked at Ning LUOQI. Ning LUOQI said, "Miss Jiang hurt her head when she fell off the cliff. I can't remember what happened before."

"Shu'er, my poor shu'er, it's all my mother's fault!" Jiang couldn't help but cry again.

Jiang Taigong was silent and sighed heavily.

Ning Luo said, "Dr. Tao will do his best to treat it. Please rest assured, Mr. Jiang."

"Yes, we must cure our shu'er. No matter what price we pay, we must cure her!" Jiang Shi hurriedly said. Doctor Tao's medical skills are superb. She has detoxified the poison in her body for many years. There must be a way to treat shu'er.

When the Jiang family was badly shaken, the young lady returned unharmed, but she lost her memory and couldn't remember anyone, and... Hurt her face.

People's faces were all sad.

A woman's face hurts her face. She's afraid she can't marry a good family in the future.

Jiang sat beside the bed and looked at Mu Yan painfully, holding her hand. "Shu'er, it will be all right. My mother will invite a famous doctor to treat your face."

Mu Yan sat quietly without talking.

"Shu'er, are you thirsty? Do you want to drink some water?"

"Or eat some favorite pastries? No, doctor Tao said that your internal organs are damaged... Mammy Zhao, tell the kitchen to cook some clear soup."

"Yes, madam." mammy Zhao went out and ordered the kitchen.

Jiang took Jiang Jingshu as her heart and liver, and now she held her hand tightly. Her eyes fell on her all the time without moving away.

Mu Yan is stiff. It is the first time that she has been taken care of carefully.

She had no father or mother since childhood. She grew up among the dead. If she wanted to live, she had to kill the people around her.

So she doesn't know what family affection is. The only person who gives her warmth is Baili night China. Reached out to her like the only warm light in winter.

But at the moment, the woman's hand was soft, gently held her hand and carefully warmed her.

She looked down at the woman's hand.

What is this feeling? It touches the mind, and there is a feeling of unhappiness.

The next moment she withdrew her hand coldly.

Jiang Shi was stunned. Seeing the strangeness in Mu Yan's eyes, he felt a pain in his heart. "It's okay. I won't hurt you... Don't be afraid..."

Mu Yan still didn't respond and looked at her coldly.

Jiang Shi took a deep breath and his eyes turned red.

"The porridge is ready." mother Zhao came back with the porridge. Jiang took the atherosclerotic bowl, scooped up a small spoon, blew it gently, and then sent it to Mu Yan's mouth.

"Come on, it's cool. It's not hot."

Mu Yan looked at the spoon suspiciously and pursed her lips tightly.

"Have a taste." Jiang's voice was soft, afraid to scare her. She was frightened and seriously injured. It was natural for her to be vigilant and afraid.

Mu Yan opened her mouth and drank porridge.

As soon as Jiang Shi was happy, he immediately blew another spoonful and sent it to Mu Yan's mouth.

In this way, under Jiang's gentle care, Mu Yan finished a bowl of porridge. Her heart was complex. She was taken care of and held in the palm of her hand for the first time.

This feeling is so strange that she wants to kill the woman directly.

"Shu'er, you have a good rest. My mother won't bother you."

Seeing the fatigue in Mu Yan's eyes, Jiang immediately asked everyone to go out and let her have a quiet rest alone.

Go outside.

Ping'er was also worried and asked, "madam, can't you really recognize people?"

Jiang's face was heavy and nodded, "shu'er will be fine. You can remember it after a few days when the injury gets better. You should take care of it carefully these days. Don't stimulate shu'er."

"Madam, I know." Ping'er nodded repeatedly.

Tao Qiming has been dispensing medicine for Jiang Jingshu day and night these days. Her injury has improved. She can recover as long as she takes a rest. Now the thorny thing is the injury on her face.

Tao Qiming has been awake for several days in order to cure her face.

Another place, the fourth Prince's house.

Subordinates report the matter to bailiyehua.

Bai Li Yehua narrowed his eyes slightly, and the cold luster flashed in his dark eyes. "You mean, Mu Yan's body hasn't been found yet?"

"Yes, my subordinates searched the whole cliff and couldn't find it."

"I didn't find..." Bai Li Yehua murmured, his eyes were cold, "I didn't find Mu Yan's body, but Jiang Jingshu came back..."

"Keep looking," he said coldly.

"Yes!" the subordinate answered and immediately turned and went out.

The hundred mile night China looked into the distance and faintly recalled the corners of her mouth, "Jiang Jingshu of Jiang's house, is it really Jiang Jingshu?"

……

Mu Yan is in good health. Her physical quality is better than others. Now she can walk on the ground, but her face is still wrapped in gauze.

She wanted to find a chance to send a message to adults, but the people in Jiang's house kept a close eye on her and didn't find a chance for several days.

I'm only free today. I'll write a letter to adults, flying pigeon.

The snow-white pigeons flew to the distance, and Mu Yan looked cold.

Then Ping'er pushed the door and came in. "Oh, miss, your injury can't be affected by the wind. You'd better close the window." Ping'er went over and closed the window.

"Miss, it's time to drink medicine."

Ping'er talks endlessly and takes care of everything.

But mu Yan was bored. It was because of this slave that she delayed delivering the letter until now.

Ping'er kept close watch on her. If she didn't know that her identity was not exposed, I'm afraid she would think that the maid was sent by Ning LUOQI to monitor her.