Daughter of a High Sect: Abandoned Concubine Reborn

Chapter 183
Such a scene reminded Jing Chen of that night, the same place, the same reaction, but different people appeared.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what he was doing for it. He could stop meddling in her affairs, but he just couldn't restrain himself. When he saw something was going on with her, he couldn't sit idly by anyway.

Yingjie and Yingyue were worried, and followed Jingchen into the room. When they touched the rare affection in Jingchen's eyes, they were obviously stunned, but they didn't step forward to disturb, but closed the door and went out. keep watch.

That night, I don't know if it was because of Jing Chen, Ouyang Feixue's fever subsided, which finally comforted Ying Jie and Ying Yue who had been guarding outside all night.

After the fever subsided, nothing serious would happen, Yingjie and Yingyue felt relieved.

"I'll go first." The sky had slowly opened up, and in a blink of an eye, Jingchen had been guarding Ouyang Feixue's bed for a whole night. Moon was taken aback.

"Oh, master, go slowly." Ying Jie came to her senses and said, seeing the tiredness in Jing Chen's eyes, she was very grateful.

"You don't need to tell her about today's affairs, you know?" Finally, before leaving, Jing Chen said that he is not a saint, and deliberately kept her from knowing that he stayed with her all night, he just knew in his heart, It doesn't make much sense to stay by her side to let her know that the person in her heart is not him, and she once told herself so clearly.

With a self-deprecating smile, Jingchen's heart felt sour. If she is well, then it doesn't matter. He took a deep breath, ignored the puzzlement in Yingjie and Yingyue's eyes, got up and disappeared not far away corner of the wall.

"Water??????" A weak shout brought the two people who were stunned at the door back to their senses. They looked at each other and hurried in.

"Come on, Miss." Yingjie took the water from Yingyue, gently lifted Ouyang Feixue, and fed her. She touched her forehead worriedly, and found that there was nothing wrong with it. Finally, the stone in my heart was slowly put down.

"Yingjie, are you really not going to talk about Master Chen?" Yingyue asked uncertainly. Among the two, Yingjie has always made up her mind, and this time is no exception.

"Well, since the master refuses to say it, let's not say it for the time being." Ying Jie pondered, her brows slowly wrinkled, and she noticed the loneliness in Jing Chen's eyes when she said this.

"Hiss—" Ouyang Feixue opened her eyes lightly, but she secretly took a breath of cold air unpreparedly for her who was about to burst, and when she noticed something strange about herself, she asked, "What is this?" What's wrong?"

She tried her best to stand up, Yingjie hurriedly raised the pillow behind her, "Miss had a high fever yesterday, but now she's fine."

Yingjie's tone was very calm, as if the panic of last night had never happened before.

Ouyang Feixue pursed her parched lips, nodded thoughtfully, as if she remembered something, she asked in a low voice, "Did you two keep watch last night?"

Yingjie and Yingyue looked at each other, and nodded tacitly, "Well, yes, last night Miss's high fever persisted, so we dare not leave." Yingjie explained, paying close attention to Ouyang Feixue's expression.

After hearing this, Ouyang Feixue didn't react much, she just nodded weakly and said, "You guys have worked hard."

Seeing Ouyang Feixue's pale face, Yingyue asked worriedly, "Miss, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"No more." Ouyang Feixue gave Yingyue a faint smile.

In the study room, Ouyang Jinxuan was discussing with some students about the draft girl after two months. At this moment, his complexion was so heavy that people dare not come forward to disturb him easily.

"Prime Minister, under the current situation, you can only send the eldest lady into the palace." A scholar-like man in white clothes stepped forward and said, but it is not difficult to see how nervous he looked after he finished speaking.

Ouyang Jinxuan didn't answer him immediately, but with a calm face, he looked at the painting in front of him thoughtfully. In the painting, he thought it was a woman with an enchanting figure, with a phoenix crown and a xiapei, smiling sweetly.

This was sent by a disciple. The woman in the painting is exactly this year's Imperial Academy, Li Xiao.

"Prime Minister, Miss Li is now recognized by everyone as the candidate for the crown princess, I'm afraid if we are too late??????" Another man in purple clothed on the side stepped forward and said, his expression was the same as Ouyang Jinxuan's.

"I see, I will deal with this matter immediately." After a while, Ouyang Jinxuan finally spoke, and at that moment, the faces of the two men changed into relaxed expressions.

They are people who follow Ouyang Jinxuan, and they are all participants in the plan behind Ouyang Jinxuan. Today they are discussing about trying to prevent the prince from accepting a concubine.

For them, as long as one prince gets married, it is not good for them, especially Xuanyuan Ye and Xuanyuan Jincheng. Not surprisingly, everyone knows that they are the most likely candidates to inherit the throne.

And the draft girl two months later was to choose concubines for the crown prince and the other princes. In Ouyang Jinxuan's original plan, Ouyang Feixue and Ouyang Luojie were sent to the palace together, so that they could be seen in public. However, now that Ouyang Luojie is dead, only Ouyang Feixue is left in his hands.

He must let Ouyang Feixue hold the hearts of the princes, and stand out in the draft!Thinking of this, the suspicion and resentment towards Ouyang Feixue after Ouyang Luojie's death disappeared, and all that remained in her mind was how to make Ouyang Feixue successfully complete her plan.

A few days passed, and Ouyang Feixue's illness was almost recovered. She was very annoyed by her illness this time, how could she collapse so easily, and this almost ruined the big event.

As soon as Ouyang Feixue recovered from her illness, the harshest days of winter were almost over. The afternoon sun began to warm up, and it shone warmly on her body, making her very comfortable.

"Miss, approve some clothes, just in case you catch a cold again." Yingjie still had lingering fears about it since she had a high fever last time, she couldn't help but said when she saw Ouyang Feixue who was wearing a little thin.

Ouyang Feixue smiled lightly, and there was a warm feeling in her heart, "I'm fine, really." Her words were a little helpless, but she didn't complain.

Facing Ouyang Fei's clear and clear eyes, Ying Jie felt that she might be too sensitive, so she smiled awkwardly and backed away.

(End of this chapter)