After being reborn in the Mass Grave, she overturned her predecessor's power

As soon as the patriarch's wife left, the invitation from her "saviour" Miss Zhou arrived.

Jiang Xuening opened it and took a look. Xiangxiang was very elegant and full of nonsense. There was only one core meaning, which was to invite her to visit her home.

"Miss, are you going?" Caiyue asked.

"Go." Jiang Xuening nodded without hesitation. She wanted to see what happened to the sick beauty.

The Duke's wife knew that she was going to visit Miss Zhou, so she specially prepared a thank-you gift for her and sent a carriage to take her to the Zhou Mansion.

Jiang Xuening was thinking on the carriage, taking advantage of this trip to buy some talents.

When she is going back to Jiang Mansion, she must have someone who only obeys her orders.

The carriage arrived at Zhou Mansion quickly. Jiang Xuening got out of the car quickly and saw Shen Bi waiting in front of the door.

Shen Bi's expression was a bit cold, and she gave instructions to the people behind her, then raised a smile and came up to salute her, "I've seen you, girl. Our lady is waiting for you in the boudoir."

Jiang Xuening followed her into the Zhou Mansion and took a look. Sick Yangzi quite enjoys it. The courtyard is decorated in a very stylish way.

"Miss Jiang, please come in." Shen Bi stopped at the door and made way for her.

Jiang Xuening stepped unceremoniously into the sick boudoir, and what she saw was a flame-like red.

The person who always dressed plainly was wearing a dazzling red dress today. His hair was messy and scattered on his shoulders, and his neck was alluringly white.

Hearing the movement, Shen Zhaoyan raised his eyes, a cold aura exuding on his delicate face.

The combination of extremely cold people, extremely warm colors, and the ultimate contrast in one person is really beautiful and breathtaking.

Jiang Xuening narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes and whistled wantonly, "Sister is so stunning, her heart trembles with beauty."

Shen Zhaoyan looked at her with cold eyes, half-smiling but not smiling, "Then if I die, won't you be heartbroken?"

Jiang Xuening sat down unceremoniously, "It's not that bad."

As she said this, she didn't take her eyes away from his face at all.

Shen Zhaoyan said somewhat uncomfortably, "Come here."

Although Jiang Xuening felt baffled, she still took two steps forward, and the two looked at each other across a desk.

Shen Zhaoyan's eyes suddenly became sad and sad, and he said, "Everyone says I won't live to be 20 years old."

Jiang Xuening nodded, indicating that she understood, "Well, if I have time, I will remember to offer you incense. Have a good trip."

Shen Zhaoyan sneered, he knew she was heartless. Bai Zhu asked him to use a honey trap, but it was of no use at all.

He thought it would be better to arrest the person directly, break his legs, and torture him to extract a confession.

Jiang Xuening smelled a dangerous aura and looked at him suspiciously, "Speak carefully if you have anything to say, and don't get mad easily."

Shen Zhaoyan glanced at her with murderous intent, drew his sword and put it on her neck with smooth movements, "If I die, you will be buried with me."

"Aren't you dead yet?" Jiang Xuening looked at him calmly, "If you smile at me, maybe I can agree to your request."

She saw through his intentions in a flash of lightning. Didn't he just want to survive? Because she took action to suppress his condition, she felt that she had a way.

First the beauty, then the threat. She was so tired for him. Couldn't she tell him clearly what she wanted?

The cold sword pressed against her neck, and Shen Zhaoyan coughed, "Although many people hope that I will die, I just want to live."

Jiang Xuening looked at his pale lips, and inexplicably felt that his lips must be very kissable, "Your situation is too complicated, and I have nothing to do now."

"So there is a way in the future?"

She smiled and said, "You threaten me at every turn, why should I help you?"

Shen Zhaoyan suddenly let go, and the sword fell to the ground with a "ding" sound, which made people's hearts palpitate. He reached out and held Jiang Xuening's chin, his eyes seeming to see through her, "There is hatred that cannot be concealed in your eyes."

"Shouldn't I hate that my legitimate daughter has been reduced to the countryside?" Jiang Xuening lowered her eyes.

Shen Zhaoyan came closer and forced her to look at him, "You have a secret and you still want to go to Beijing. Am I right?"

Jiang Xuening suddenly felt that he was annoying to death, "What does it have to do with you?"

"I can help you." Shen Zhaoyan's cold voice tempted her, "If I can live."

After all, she wanted to live, so she took his pulse and found out that his current physical condition was indeed very bad.

With his status, he really had no choice, so he started with her, and even awkwardly used a beauty trap on her.

Jiang Xuening looked at her calmly, "I'm not completely sure."

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I won't let it go." Shen Zhaoyan's eyes were so bright that he couldn't die yet.

The two of them were too close, and her eyelashes trembled, "It will last for three years. If you are still alive by then, then no matter how hard it is, I will cure your illness for you."

She made a promise, and three years was enough for her to complete the layout.

"What do you want from me?" Shen Zhaoyan asked. He never believed that there were unprovoked kindnesses in this world.

"I want the Crown Prince to make a promise." Jiang Xuening held his wrist, "If I need it, the Crown Prince must promise me something unconditionally."

She knew in her heart that if there was no such thing, she would definitely need him one day.

From the first moment she saw him at the mass grave, she had evil intentions towards him and deliberately approached him.

Shen Zhaoyan breathed a sigh of relief. He preferred the exchange of benefits to the good for no reason.

No permanent friends, only permanent interests.

"Three years, right? I agree." Shen Zhaoyan released her chin.

However, Jiang Xuening stepped up and reached out to touch his eyebrows, "You don't use the beauty trap to blind such a beautiful face."

Shen Zhaoyan didn't like her touch, so he held her hand and said, "Don't push too far, the toad wants to eat the swan meat."

"Ha, the prince still knows such down-to-earth words." Jiang Xuening took back her hand, "Just wait, I will let you know what a real white swan is like."

Her body wasn't ugly at all originally, but now it looked like a skinny monkey, pure and abused, and it could be saved by being white and fat.

Shen Zhaoyan glanced at her with disbelief, not knowing where she got her confidence.

Jiang Xuening shook off his hand and said, "Let Baizhu come in. I'll teach him the acupuncture technique. If you take care of it carefully with the medicine, it should be able to last for a while."

Baizhu quickly came with the medicine box, excitedly took out the silver needles, and roasted them one by one with candlelight to sterilize them.

Jiang Sui sat on the chair and raised his chin at Shen Zhaoyan with an unruly expression, "Take it off."

It was something serious at first, but when she said that, Shen Zhaoyan put his hand on his belt and suddenly couldn't take it off.

Jiang Xuening smiled slightly, "Do you need me to help you?"