The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 138
Unable to guess what King Rong was thinking, Nie Zhaoyang tossed and turned on the bed, unable to fall asleep, anxiously wondering why Mr. Yi, who was proficient in strange arts, was invited by King Rong to marry him specially. noodle.

Seeing that Nie Zhaoyang was clearly full of things on his mind but refused to speak out, just tossed and turned and could not sleep peacefully, Yu Jie, who was sleeping in the inner room to accompany the night, got up and lit a pot of benzoin for concentration given by the current emperor, and then sat on the bed by herself Helping Nie Zhaoyang knead the temples on both sides of his head, he tossed and tossed until almost dawn before Nie Zhaoyang fell asleep drowsily.

Because he slept too late at night, it was almost bright outside the window the next day, but Nie Zhaoyang was still lazily lying on the bed.It was rare to see Nie Zhaoyang sleeping soundly. Yuxin and Yujie deliberately kept silent, wanting to let Nie Zhaoyang rest for a while.

In a daze, Nie Zhaoyang was in the tea house called Qingxinju. The serious Mr. Yi stood in front of him and looked at Nie Zhaoyang's face carefully. The nervous King Rong said in embarrassment, "Missy's face is really not very good, her eyebrows are beautiful but invisible, her eyes are big but distracted, her nose..."

Mr. Yi's face was troubled, and his mouth was full of ominous words. Seeing that King Rong's face became uglier as he heard it, Nie Zhaoyang couldn't help but tighten his broad sleeves, his heart grew high as Mr. Yi kept talking. hang high.

Nie Zhaoyang only felt that his forehead was dripping with sweat, and suddenly there was a loud noise in his ears. Nie Zhaoyang hurriedly raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and turned his eyes in surprise to see the source of the noise.It was just such a surprise that Nie Zhaoyang, who was soaked in a nightmare and sweating all over, suddenly woke up and heard Sister Lan's loud voice, "...Get up? It's getting late! Hurry up, go over and call Miss..."

It's a dream!

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Looking at the familiar room furnishings in front of him, he realized that the scene that made people sweat all over just now was just a dream. Nie Zhaoyang loosened his fingers tightly holding the porch pillar by the bed, and sat slowly with his elbows propped on the head of the bed. When she got up, she wanted to take care of herself and called Yuxin Yujie to come in to help her get up and change her clothes, but after opening her mouth, she found that her throat was dry and itchy, and her voice was also low and hoarse.

Hearing Nie Zhaoyang calling for someone in the room, Nanny Lan walked in with Yuxin and Yujie.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Yu Jie was careful. As soon as she came in, she saw that Nie Zhaoyang's expression was not right. She was surprised and walked closer, and she saw a thin layer of sweat floating on Nie Zhaoyang's forehead.Raise your hand to touch it, and the sweat is already cold.Seeing that something was wrong, Yu Xin hurriedly helped Yu Jie unbutton Nie Zhaoyang's pajamas, put her finger into the collar and touched it lightly, and found that Nie Zhaoyang's body was also wet.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Nanny Lan originally walked in with a smile on her face, but her face changed drastically at this moment, and she threw herself on the side of the bed with Yuxin and Yujie, her eyes full of eagerness.

"It's okay." Nie Zhaoyang forced a smile, waved his hands to everyone, and then glanced at the kettle on the embroidery table in the room.Yuxin understood, and hurried over to bring a cup to Nie Zhaoyang.

The warm chrysanthemum water was poured into the mouth, and the throat that was almost smoldering immediately felt better. Nie Zhaoyang put down the teacup and raised his face, and said warmly to the three panicked and concerned faces in front of him, "I just had a nightmare. That's all."

(End of this chapter)