After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chapter 201 I have tolerated you for a long time

"He had a sword wound on his leg and was bleeding profusely. I used hemostatic medicine to bandage it." Ning Miao said.

Wu Ya nodded: "It's the fever caused by the wound infection. I'll prescribe some medicine and it will go down after taking a decoction."

Ning Miao felt relieved: "Thank you, Uncle Master."

Wu Ya and Yi Kong looked at her when they heard that.

Including Yan Mobai.

Ning Miao then realized that this sentence should be said by Yan Mobai.

She, Yikong and Wuya are family, and Yan Mobai is an outsider. She actually helped outsiders and thanked her family members for their help.

Wuya and Yikong both understood.

"Help him lie down for a while, I'll go boil the medicine." Wu Ya said.

Lan Ying stepped forward and said, "Master, just prepare it. I will fry it."

Wu Ya looked at him and said, "Well, follow me."

The two left.

Seeing Ning Miao was about to help Yan Mobai up, Yikong said quickly, "Wait a moment, I'll go clean up a guest room."

Don't even think about lying in Xiaomiao's room.

This man poisoned and hurt himself, revealing his true intentions.

You have to be careful.

Yikong walked quickly into the inner room.

It didn't take long to clean up a room.

Seeing Ning Miao trying to help Yan Mobai to stand up, Yikong hurriedly stepped forward to pull her away: "You just got rid of the poison, take a rest, I'll do it!"

Yikong personally helped Yan Mobai to the cleaned room, and Ning Miao followed.

Yan Mobai lay down on the couch.

Ning Miao pulled a thin blanket to cover him.

"Rest for a while. I'll call you when the medicine is ready."

Yan Mobai originally wanted to ask her to accompany him, but when he saw Yikong standing next to him and staring at him, he had to give up.

Ning Miao followed Yikong out of the room.

How could Ning Miao not feel Yikong's reaction?

When they arrived at the yard, she smiled and pulled Yikong's hand: "Master, don't worry, he is not a bad person."

"He's not a bad person. When you were exorcising the poison in your sleep, you said, 'He can kill you without even blinking an eye?'" Yikong said unhappily.

Ning Miao was stunned.

She said this?

"What else did I say?"

"He just kept calling his name. We thought you were worried about him, so we asked him to go to the bedside to answer you. But, you said, he didn't even blink when he killed you, so I drove him away."

Ning Miao: “…”

It turned out to be the case.

"Didn't I say anything else?"

"No."

Ning Miao nodded and curved his lips: "Master also said that it was just a dream talk, it's not real. I had a dream at that time, and I dreamed that he killed me."

"Then why did he have such a dream? As the saying goes, whatever you think about during the day you will dream about at night. It shows that he is not a good person." Yikong replied.

Ning Miao smiled: "It must have been so painful to expel the poison that I had this kind of dream. Besides, didn't Master always say that dreams are the opposite? He killed me in the dream, which means that he loves me very much in reality."

Yikong snorted, "I really love you so much that you poisoned yourself and cut yourself, and made yourself like this!"

Ning Miao was surprised: "He also poisoned himself?"

"Yes!"

Yikong then recounted the situation when Yan Mobai and his servant came.

Ning Miao didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this.

She could fully imagine the embarrassment at that time, and she couldn't help laughing.

This man...

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Lan Ying boiled the medicine and brought it into the room. She saw her master lying on the couch, still awake, with his eyes open, looking at the ceiling above, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"My Lord, take your medicine."

Yan Mobai looked sideways and saw that he was the only one there.

"Where's Ning Miao?"

"She is helping to prepare dinner in the kitchen," Lan Ying replied.

Although Yan Mobai felt a little disappointed, there was nothing he could do.

Stand up and sit up.

Lan Ying quickly placed the medicine bowl on the stool beside him and prepared to help him.

"No need." Yan Mobai had already sat up.

Lan Ying said nothing, knowing that this was his master's normal state. He was not used to seeing him looking so weak and unable to take care of himself just now.

Holding the medicine bowl, he picked up the porcelain spoon and scooped a spoonful of medicine, ready to feed it. Yan Mobai frowned: "I'll do it myself."

He reached out to take the bowl of medicine and drink from it, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Ning Miao coming towards the room outside. He immediately withdrew his hand and leaned against the head of the bed.

"My hands have been scalded red from decocting the medicine. I'll go find Master Wu Ya to get some ointment to apply on them. Just put the medicine aside. I'll drink it myself later." Yan Mobai said weakly, leaning against the head of the bed.

Lan Ying was stunned.

He was stunned by his master's instant and smooth action, and was also confused by what he said.

The next moment, he saw Ning Miao coming in and then he reacted.

I felt speechless for a while.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it even if he was beaten to death. This was something his wise and powerful master would do.

"Guard Lan's hand was burned?" Ning Miao asked.

Lan Ying glanced at his intact hands, quickly put the medicine bowl in his hand on the stool beside him, and replied: "It's just burned red."

His parents had already figured out for him that it was a redness, not a burn, so naturally he had to be consistent.

It is easy to tell whether there is any injury from the burn or not.

The redness from the burns is not easily revealed, and his hands have dark skin, so the black and red are not very noticeable.

"Let me see." Ning Miao stepped forward.

Lan Ying was just getting so nervous that she didn't know whether to show it to her or not, when she heard Yan Mobai say unhappily: "You still think of yourself as his godmother, can you avoid suspicion?"

Ning Miao: “…”

Lan Ying said quickly: "I will go to Master Wu Ya to ask for some ointment to apply."

He immediately turned around and disappeared.

Ning Miao glanced at the man leaning against the bed: "Are you jealous of Guard Lan?"

"Yes, I have tolerated you for a long time!" Yan Mobai said righteously.

Ning Miao: “…”

"She not only mended his clothes, but also gave him a purse and wiped his sweat in front of me. If I hadn't stopped her just now, would she have held his hand in front of me?" Yan Mobai asked.

Ning Miao: “…”

After being speechless for a moment, he said, "Yan Mobai, you wouldn't do that."

"How could it be so? Have you ever mended my clothes? Have you ever given me a purse? Have you ever wiped my sweat in front of others?" Yan Mobai asked her.

Ning Miao replied quickly: "But I have only slept with you, done sex, and conceived a child with you, right?"

This one sentence instantly made Yan Mobai stop.

He looked at her and said nothing.

Ning Miao picked up the medicine bowl on the stool and handed it to him: "I see that you are full of energy, just drink this medicine yourself."

Yan Mobai didn't answer and just leaned against the head of the bed.

"I'm exhausted. I had recovered a lot of strength after resting for a while, but the vinegar I just ate has used it all up again."

Ning Miao: “…”

childish.

Ning Miao glared at him, sat down on the stool, picked up the spoon in the porcelain bowl, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, and handed it to his lips.

Yan Mobai looked at her, his dark eyes as bright as light, and opened his lips to take it.

Swallow.

"Is it bitter? Do you need candied fruit?" Ning Miao asked.

A wicked smile flashed across Yan Mo's white eyes. He suddenly sat up, stretched out his hand, grabbed the back of her head, leaned over, and pushed her head in front of him.

He kissed her on the lips.

Ning Miao was caught off guard, his whole body trembled, and he almost dropped the medicine bowl in his hand.

Just as she clenched her fists in panic, the man took advantage of her panic while looking at the medicine bowl and put his tongue into her mouth, teasing it quickly.

Then he quickly withdrew, let her go, and lay back down on the head of the bed.

"I have a fever and no sense of taste, so I don't know whether it is bitter or not. I want you to taste it for me. Is it bitter?" he asked.

Ning Miao: “…”