Mr. Liang Bo is reborn with me

Chapter 11
Just because of this love for Yunchi, she paid the price with her life in her previous life, isn't this a lesson enough?
Since her rebirth, Jiang Wenyue hasn't had a good night's sleep.

Whenever she closes her eyes, she can dream of the scene of drowning in the lotus pond in her previous life.

She will never forget Yunchi's indifferent eyes on the shore, he just stared at her without breathing.

The next morning, Jiang Wenyue fell ill.

She couldn't tell if it was because of the medicine she had taken, or if she really fell ill after kneeling in the ancestral hall all night, in short, she only felt that her whole body was burning and very uncomfortable.

When Prime Minister Jiang saw that Jiang Wenyue was ill at this juncture, he was extremely anxious, and hurriedly asked a doctor to take Jiang Wenyue's pulse.

In the past, if a daughter, especially a concubine, was sick, Prime Minister Jiang would never care, but now Jiang Wenyue is going to be the princess.

He had already married a prostitute, Jiang Xiyuan, and Jiang Xiyuan was still lying in the yard, so how could Jiang Wenyue's body fail.

Jiang Wenyue stretched out a slender wrist to let the doctor feel her pulse. She is not afraid of real or fake illnesses. That kind of medicine can make the pulse disorder, making it look like she is sick. An ordinary doctor would never think of it. It is caused by drugs.

This doctor was no exception. He concluded that Jiang Wenyue had been kneeling all night and the evil wind had invaded the ancestral hall and contracted the cold, so he prescribed medicine for Jiang Wenyue to drink.

Jiang Wenyue asked Ranxiang to secretly change the medicine to the medicine she asked Ranxiang to catch.

In this way, Jiang Wenyue seemed to drink medicine every day, but her illness did not improve at all.

For this reason, the eldest lady even came to Jiang Wenyue's yard to look at it once or twice, and found that Jiang Wenyue was really not energetic.

Of course, none of them thought that Jiang Wenyue would pretend to be sick. In the eyes of others, it is definitely a blessing from the previous life for a concubine to have the opportunity to climb the royal family and marry the prince. Jiang Wenyue was too happy, how could she pretend to be sick? .

The eldest lady looked at Jiang Wenyue, who was sick and weak, unable to get out of bed, sighed, and showed a bit of pity in her eyes: "What a poor child, the Prime Minister has already told me to let him go. You are a princess, why did you get sick at this juncture."

"Wen Yue, you have to take good care of your body. After you take care of your body, your blessings are yet to come."

Jiang Wenyue responded with a docile and well-behaved look: "Daughter knows."

She was like a mirror in her heart. If Prime Minister Jiang hadn't revealed the news to the eldest lady, Jiang Wenyue might have become the crown princess. It is absolutely impossible for the eldest lady to come to her yard to play in person. Not bad.

In the previous life, even though she was trying to please the eldest lady, the eldest lady only had her own two children in her eyes, and she was always acting superficially in order to maintain the image of a dignified and virtuous mistress. .

The eldest lady pretended to tell Ranxiang to take good care of Jiang Wenyue before leaving.

After the eldest lady left, Jiang Wenyue sat up from the bed.

Ran Xiang hurriedly put on the cloak for Jiang Wenyue: "Miss, your body is already weak, don't catch the cold anymore."

Jiang Wenyue sent the other maids except Ranxiang to serve in the courtyard outside on the grounds that she needed to be quiet to recuperate from illness, so Jiang Wenyue only had Ranxiang in her inner room now.

Jiang Wenyue trusted Ranxiang very much, and she didn't pretend to be anything in front of Ranxiang, and said to Ranxiang, "Ranxiang, the time is almost here, boil my medicine quickly."

Ranxiang looked a little worried: "Miss, why do you always drink that medicine? You don't even drink the medicine prescribed by the doctor. Miss, how can you get better if you don't drink the medicine."

Jiang Wenyue pulled out a smile, and poked Ranxiang's forehead: "Silly girl, I'm not sick at all, your lady, the medicine is three-point poisonous, and I'm not sick and still taking medicine, isn't it damaging my body? .”

"Ah?" Ranxiang blinked her eyes, "Miss, are you not sick? Then why do you..."

"Didn't my father want to marry me to the prince? I don't like this marriage, so I had to resort to this trick to pretend to be sick."

Ranxiang was stunned. She didn't understand how her young lady liked His Highness the Crown Prince so much before, why she suddenly didn't like him. She didn't even want a marriage when it came to her door, and she even pretended to be sick and turned it down.

If this was the case before, the young lady would be overjoyed.

But no matter what, this is the young lady's choice, and she won't have any doubts.

"Miss, it turns out that you are pretending to be sick. Wouldn't it be easy to be discovered?"

Ran Xiang suddenly remembered that the doctor had already checked the pulse, and the doctor was invited by Prime Minister Jiang himself, why didn't he reveal his secret?

"Miss, the doctor came just now. Since you are fine, why did the doctor say that you have a cold?"

Jiang Wenyue smiled mysteriously: "Your lady, of course I have my own means, okay, I'll just tell you about this matter, you can't tell it, just pretend you don't know, understand."

Ran Xiang nodded: "Don't worry, miss, the slave will never tell."

Soon, Yun Chi also knew that Jiang Wenyue was ill.

It was another moonless night, Jiang Wenyue pressed the quilt tightly with her small hands until her finger bones turned white, a thin layer of sweat formed on her forehead, her lips opened and closed, as if she was talking in her sleep.

Jiang Wenyue dreamed that she had returned to her previous life, and she tried her best to please Yun Chi, trying to be a virtuous princess, only asking Yun Chi to look at her more.

But he didn't, and even stayed in another beauty's palace on their wedding night.

That night, her full of affection and anticipation were blown away by the cool wind pouring in from the window of the wedding room, and she wept silently in front of the red candle.

Just as Jiang Wenyue was pressing the quilt tighter and tighter in her hand, there was a fluttering sound above her head: "Yaoyao..."

Jiang Wenyue woke up suddenly from the dream, opened her eyes and saw Yun Chi's young and handsome face appeared in front of her.

Jiang Wenyue soon realized that this was not a dream, Yun Chi had really come.

Jiang Wenyue wanted to cover himself with the quilt, and his gaze was like a small beast whose territory had been invaded: "His Royal Highness is not in the East Palace in the middle of the night, why did you trespass into the boudoir of the girl who has not left the pavilion?"

Seeing Jiang Wenyue staring at him vigilantly, Yun Chi explained: "Yaoyao, I heard that you are sick, so I came here specially to bring you medicine."

Immediately afterwards, he took a lot of precious medicinal materials from his bosom: "I have people find these from the warehouse of the East Palace. If you eat them, your illness will heal faster."

Jiang Wenyue lowered her eyes. Yun Chi didn't understand the principles of medicine. The medicines he took out included thousand-year-old ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and even Cordyceps sinensis. She was a little speechless. These medicines are all for body repair.

"His Royal Highness, the courtiers just feel cold occasionally, and they don't need these precious medicinal materials. It is against the rules for His Highness to trespass on a woman's boudoir. Please leave quickly, Your Highness."

"Yao Yao." Yun Chi was both sad and helpless, "How can you forgive me?"

"Impossible." Jiang Wenyue said decisively.

"Resurrecting the first life, the subject has already thought clearly. After all, the subject and Your Highness in the last life are just a bad relationship. Please also find another good relationship, and stop pestering the subject. It's better for everyone to be happy."

"Your Highness, don't call your courtiers by nicknames anymore, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding."

"No! Yaoyao, I live a new life just to make up for you."

(End of this chapter)