After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chapter 160 Miss you

Deep night.

Ning Miao lay on the couch, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Fate really plays a joke on her.

She died and was reborn.

She was reborn, but she was reborn one year later, three years into her life.

After careful planning and trying his best, he finally got the offspring of his mortal enemy and thought he had the antidote. However, it turned out to be a farce, as the antidote was not this one at all.

She didn't know how to describe her feelings.

And Yan Mobai's words also made her think about it all the time.

Her mind was in a mess, and she always felt that this was not the Yan Mobai she knew, which made her feel unreal and dazed.

Her ear suddenly moved and there were slight footsteps coming from the door, and she became alert instantly.

Ever since Hu Mei poured oil on her door, she has been a little nervous. Whenever there are footsteps passing by her door, she will be on full alert until the footsteps disappear.

This time the footsteps didn't leave, but stopped at her door.

She sat up quietly, felt for the silver needle under the pillow in the dark, and twisted it between her fingertips.

There was a very light knock on the door.

Ning Miao frowned.

Who is it here in the middle of the night?

A person suddenly came to her mind. She pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and got up from the bed.

I looked out through the crack in the door first.

The moonlight was bright, and a familiar tall figure stood in front of the door.

She pushed the bolt and opened the door.

The figure came in quickly, and the robe brushed against the back of her hand, bringing with it the damp coolness of the night.

Ning Miao closed the door and locked it, then turned around and asked him, "Why are you here at this time?"

The Yongchang Marquis Mansion is quite far from the Dali Temple, and it is the dead of night.

"If not at this time, can I come to you like this?" Yan Mobai stood close to her.

Maybe it was because he absorbed the moisture of the night, but his voice sounded a little hoarse in the darkness.

Ning Miao: "...I mean, why are you coming here at this time? Is there something wrong?"

"Miss you."

The two brief words echoed in the quiet darkness, causing Ning Miao's heart to skip a beat.

Fortunately, the room was dark enough and we couldn’t see each other’s reactions.

Ning Miao didn't even know how to respond for a moment.

She really suspected that this man was imitating her past self.

Ning Miao walked around him, went to the table with ease, and lit the oil lamp on the table.

The room suddenly became bright.

Yan Mobai was dressed in a black robe, standing tall in the room, slowly looking around at everything in the room.

As he looked at it, his handsome eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Are you still getting used to living here?"

"I'm quite used to it. It's certainly not as good as the Marquis' Mansion, but it has everything it needs and it's comfortable to live in." Ning Miao replied.

Yan Mobai withdrew his gaze and looked at her.

She was seen wearing pajamas, still wearing the human skin mask, and maintaining a slightly plump figure.

"Don't you take off these disguises when you go to sleep at night?"

Ning Miao nodded: "Yes, in case something unexpected happens and there is no time to put on the mask or wrap the cloth strips."

Yan Mobai pursed his lips slightly and looked at her deeply.

Ning Miao felt a little flustered when he looked at her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yan Mobai retracted his gaze: "Nothing, I just... feel sorry for you."

Ning Miao's eyes trembled slightly, and he suddenly remembered that she had said the same thing to him.

That time was in the carriage. She seduced him, touching the whip marks on his back with her fingers through his clothes. She asked him: You had a hard childhood, right?

He said that his past had nothing to do with her, and she replied to him, saying: I just... feel sorry for you.

"Yan Mobai, did you do this on purpose?"

Yan Mobai looked sideways at the window, then walked to the low couch against the wall, lifted his robe and sat down: "What are you doing on purpose?"

Ning Miao knew that if he sat there, he wouldn't be able to see his shadow from outside.

"You are deliberately using my past words to disgust me."

"How is that possible? Besides, how can you say that about your past self? What's so disgusting about your words? They are obviously touching words, and I was moved by you step by step until I was deeply depressed." Yan Mobai said.

Ning Miao: “…”

"Come here." Yan Mobai patted his side and walked towards her.

Ning Miao didn't move.

"Ning Miao, you can't be like this. You were the one who teased me first. You teased me all the time and made me fall headfirst into it. But you just walked away like nothing happened. You didn't care whether I lived or died. How can you be so irresponsible?"

Ning Miao: “…”

Yan Mobai extended his hand toward her again.

Ning Miao had a headache.

How did this man become like this?

"In the end what you want?"

"Come and sit down."

Ning Miao sighed, walked over, brushed her skirt and sat down beside him.

"Take off the human skin mask on your face." Yan Mobai glanced at her sideways.

Ning Miao frowned: "Why are you pushing your luck?"

"I came all the way here to meet you in the middle of the night. I definitely want to see you, not Lan Ying's godmother."

Ning Miao sweated.

Seeing Yan Mobai reaching out to her face, she quickly said, "I can do it myself."

She was afraid that he would ruin his face.

If it is broken, it will be very troublesome to customize an identical one.

Carefully peel off the thin dough, revealing the originally beautiful face.

When he saw the familiar face, Yan Mo's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your face didn't get black." He joked.

Ning Miao turned sideways and put the dough aside.

"I already have a facial mask on my face, so it's already covered up. There's no need to use herbal water to wash away the dark spots. It's troublesome to peel off the facial mask every day to wash it, and then put on the facial mask again."

Yan Mobai looked at this vivid face right in front of him and recalled the scene in the darkroom of Begonia Palace that day when he thought the charred corpse was her.

It seems like the pain of having a piece of my heart cut out is still there.

He reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Ning Miao was caught off guard.

"You...you are really pushing your luck."

Trying to get up.

But she was held tightly by the man's strong and powerful arms.

"Ning Miao, do you really not miss me at all?"

Yan Mobai sighed in her ear, breathing heavily: "But I really miss you..."

A tingling sensation came from the neck. Ning Miao shrank his neck and was speechless.

These two sentences sound so familiar.

It was what she said to him that night when she followed him to Mr. Shi’s hot spring pool and she dragged him into the pool. When he wanted to leave, she hugged him from behind and wouldn’t let him go.

The man also said that he didn't do it on purpose.

If it wasn't intentional, why would I say it to her word for word?

She couldn't help but sigh that she had such a good memory and remembered it so clearly.

She also experienced for the first time the sayings "Fortunes change over time" and "You reap what you sow".

"Yan Mobai, what do you want?"

"Before, when you threw yourself into my arms, did I ever ask you 'what do you want'? People should have consciences. We can't allow officials to set fires while not allowing ordinary people to light lamps, right?" Yan Mobai asked back.

Ning Miao was speechless and glared at him sideways.

Yan Mobai smiled with his lips curved.

There was a long smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.