Mr. Liang Bo is reborn with me

Chapter 11 Everyone is happy

Just because of her love for Yun Chi, she paid the price with her life in her previous life. Isn't this lesson enough?

Since her rebirth, Jiang Wenyue hasn't had a good night's sleep.

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

She will never forget the cold eyes of Yun Chi on the shore, he just looked at her without breathing.

The next morning, Jiang Wenyue fell ill.

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

When Jiang Cheng saw that Jiang Wenyue was ill at this juncture, he was extremely anxious and quickly asked a doctor to check Jiang Wenyue's pulse.

In the past, Prime Minister Jiang would never have cared about a daughter, especially a concubine, getting sick, but now Jiang Wenyue is going to be the crown prince.

He had already killed his legitimate daughter, Jiang Xiyuan, and Jiang Xiyuan was still lying in the yard. How could Jiang Wenyue's body be in trouble?

Jiang Wenyue stretched out a slender wrist and let the doctor take her pulse. She was not afraid of whether it was a real illness or a fake illness. That kind of medicine would disorder the pulse and make it look like she was sick. Ordinary doctors would never think of it.

It's caused by drugs.

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

Jiang Wenyue asked Ranxiang to secretly change the medicine to the one she asked Ranxiang to take.

In this way, Jiang Wenyue seemed to be taking medicine every day, but his illness did not improve at all.

For this reason, the eldest lady personally visited Jiang Wenyue's yard once or twice and found that Jiang Wenyue really had no energy.

Of course, none of them thought that Jiang Wenyue would pretend to be ill. In the eyes of others, the opportunity for a concubine to join the royal family and marry the prince was definitely a blessing from her previous life. It was too late for Jiang Wenyue to be happy, so how could she pretend to be ill?

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The eldest lady looked at Jiang Wenyue who was so ill and so weak that she couldn't even get out of bed. She sighed and showed some pity in her eyes: "What a poor child. The prime minister has already told me to let him go."

You are the Crown Princess, why did you get sick at this juncture?"

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

Jiang Wenyue responded with a meek and well-behaved look: "My daughter understands."

She felt like a mirror in her mind. If Prime Minister Jiang and the eldest lady hadn't revealed the news, Jiang Wenyue might have become the crown princess. There was absolutely no way that the eldest lady would come to her yard to perform in person. At most, people would just ask her symbolic questions.

Not bad.

Even though she tried every means to please the eldest lady in her previous life, the eldest lady only had her own biological children in her eyes. She had always done superficial things to maintain the image of a dignified and virtuous matron. In this case, why should she be so warm to her but cold to her?

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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.

Ranxiang quickly put on Jiang Wenyue's cloak: "Miss, your body is already weak. Don't catch the cold again."

Jiang Wenyue sent the other maids except Ranxiang to wait in the courtyard on the grounds that she needed some peace and quiet to recuperate from illness, so Jiang Wenyue was now the only one in the inner room.

Jiang Wenyue trusted Ranxiang very much and didn't pretend to be anything in front of Ranxiang. She said to Ranxiang, "Ranxiang, the time is coming. Hurry up and boil my medicine."

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 without taking medicine?"

Jiang Wenyue smiled and poked Ranxiang's forehead: "Silly girl, your lady, I'm not sick at all, it's the medicine that's poisonous. If I'm not sick and I still drink the medicine, isn't it damaging my body?

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

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

Ranxiang was shocked. She didn't understand why her young lady liked His Highness the Crown Prince so much before, but suddenly she didn't like him anymore. She didn't even want to accept the wedding offer, and even pretended to be sick to turn it down.

If this had happened before, the young lady would have gone crazy with joy.

But no matter what, this is the young lady's choice, and she will not question it at all.

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

Ranxiang suddenly remembered that the doctor had already checked the pulse, and that the doctor was personally invited by Prime Minister Jiang. Why didn't he reveal the secret?

"Miss, the doctor came here just now. Since you are fine, why did the doctor say you were infected with cold?"

Jiang Wenyue smiled mysteriously: "Of course I have my own methods for your lady. Okay, I'm just telling you this matter. You can't tell it and pretend you don't know. Do you understand?"

Ranxiang nodded: "Don't worry, miss, I will never tell anyone."

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

It was another starry night, and Jiang Wenyue held the quilt tightly with her little hands until her finger bones turned white, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her lips opened and closed, as if she was mumbling something in her sleep.

Jiang Wenyue dreamed that she had returned to her previous life. She tried her best to please Yun Chi and tried to be a virtuous crown princess. She only asked Yun Chi to look at her one more time.

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

That night, all her affection and expectations were blown away by the cool breeze pouring in from the window of the wedding room, and she cried silently in front of the red candle.

Just as Jiang Wenyue was pushing the quilt in his hands tighter and tighter, a voice floated above his head: "Yaoyao..."

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

Jiang Wenyue quickly realized that this was not a dream, Yun Chi was really here.

Jiang asked Yuexia if she wanted to cover herself with the quilt, her eyes were like those of a small beast whose territory had been invaded: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was not in the East Palace in the middle of the night, why did you break into the boudoir of a girl who has not left the palace?"

Seeing Jiang Wenyue staring at him with a wary expression, Yun Chi explained: "Yaoyao, I heard that you were sick, so I specially sent you medicine."

Immediately afterwards, he took some precious medicinal materials from his arms: "I asked people to find these from the East Palace warehouse. If you eat them, your illness will heal faster."

Jiang Wenyue lowered her eyes. Yun Chi didn't understand pharmacology. The medicines he took out included thousand-year-old ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, and even Cordyceps sinensis. She was a little speechless. These medicines were all used to replenish the body.

"Your Highness, I just feel cold occasionally and do not need these precious medicinal materials. It is against the rules for Your Highness to break into a woman's boudoir. Please leave immediately."

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

"Impossible." Jiang Wenyue said decisively.

"Relive a new life, I have thought clearly. My daughter and Your Highness had a bad relationship in the last life. I would like to ask Your Highness to find another good relationship, stop pestering my daughter, and live happily."

"Your Highness, it is better not to call your maiden by her nickname in the future, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

"No! Yaoyao, I live my whole life again just to make it up to you."

(End of chapter)