Reborn to marry the regent and seize the throne as queen

Chapter 290: Being controlled by the love-brained little wolfdog

This person is hopeless. He actually dares to use this matter to threaten others.

"I gave you a life-saving medicine, but you are as vicious as a snake and are really seeking your own death."

Yan Xiuchen’s face was as cold as frost and his eyes were as sharp as swords.

Just the look in his eyes and the aura emanating from his body made it seem as if he wanted to chop the person in front of him into pieces.

But Bai Ruosheng still looked proud and fearless. Seeing Yan Xiuchen was angry, he didn't mind and bowed slightly.

"Whether it's the road of life or the road of death, it's my own road."

After saying that, Bai Ruosheng turned around and left.

Jiu Ye was so angry that he was about to step forward, but was suddenly stopped by Yan Xiuchen.

"return……"

"Godfather... this man must be going to see the girl. If he uses this to threaten the girl..."

Yan Xiuchen thought of Jiang Qingwu's hesitation and catching a cold from the rain, and he guessed something.

"I'm afraid...he has already said that."

"Then...what should we do? The girl won't really agree."

Yan Xiuchen looked at Bai Ruosheng's back, feeling sad and grief-stricken, his eyes full of pity.

"Love is too light... and too heavy. I hope he knows what path he has chosen."

Jiang Qingwu took the medicine and wanted to take a nap, but not long after he lay down, he heard Wanyue knocking on the door.

"Girl... Mr. Bai is here..."

"Who?" Jiang Qingwu sat up as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Bai Ruosheng!"

"Let him go..." Jiang Qingwu was so angry that he blurted out.

But the next moment, Wan Yue's voice disappeared, and Bai Ruosheng's voice appeared instead.

"If I leave, I will leave far away. I'm afraid you will never find me again, including the person you miss so much..."

Jiang Qingwu's heart sank, and panic instantly gathered in his eyes, "Stop..."

Bai Ruosheng succeeded, and a smile appeared on his face. "I brought some delicious food and will wait for you in the yard."

Jiang Qingwu closed his eyes helplessly and let out a long breath.

After changing her clothes, Jiang Qingwu came slowly.

There was a stove in the pavilion with a pot of soup simmering on it.

Bai Ruosheng was dressed in white, with one hand holding up his wide sleeves and the other holding a fan, fanning the fire very seriously.

A'Luo and Wanyue were standing not far away. When they saw Jiang Qingwu coming over, they bowed slightly.

"It's June, and it's almost noon, and you're here to make a fire?"

"Hey, since you're here, of course you're not here to make a fire." Bai Ruosheng said with a smile, motioning to Jiang Qingwu to sit aside.

"I heard you were sick, so I made some fish porridge for you. I made it at home, but I was afraid it would get cold, so I kept it warm on the stove."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Bai Ruosheng in disbelief, and sat aside as if possessed by a ghost.

"Are you sick? How dare you sit in my yard and make fish porridge for me?"

Bai Ruosheng was startled, but he was not angry. He raised his eyes and said, "I made porridge for you, why are you so shameless?"

"You got caught in the rain and caught a cold. Drinking some fish porridge will be good for your health."

Jiang Qingwu was impatient and turned away angrily and was about to get up, but the next moment he suddenly realized something.

"How did you know I was sick?"

Bai Ruosheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly and took the small bowl to serve porridge to Jiang Qingwu, "I, I heard it."

"Who said it?"

"I heard it from Doctor Zhou of Yuchuntang on Ximen Street." Bai Ruosheng murmured, and then quickly added, "I didn't check it on purpose."

"Yes... I was sick too. When Luo went to get the medicine, they were busy treating you."

Bai Ruosheng handed over the small bowl as he spoke, "Try it. I killed this fish early in the morning, picked out the fish bones one by one, and cooked it into porridge."

Jiang Qingwu looked at Bai Ruosheng in a daze, then looked down at the fish porridge in the bowl.

"No, Nan Xiuye... What tricks are you trying to play? Did you poison me here to harm me?"

Bai Ruosheng took a deep breath and sat up straight with a look of grievance.

"I thought you were going to ask me what was wrong with you. Why did you suspect that I was harming you?"

"Also, don't call me Nan Xiuye, call me Bai Ruosheng."

"After all, the name Bai Ruosheng was given to him by Princess Xiya of Sang Country. It cannot be considered his name."

Jiang Qingwu was too lazy to listen to his nonsense. His face darkened and he suddenly stood up and was about to leave. "I don't have time to waste with you."

"If you don't eat, then some people don't have to eat either. You are sick, he is injured, you can bear it, it depends on whether he can bear it."

Jiang Qingwu listened to Bai Ruosheng's words, gradually stopped, took a deep breath in anger, and turned back.

"Okay, I'll drink it, and I'll ask him later. If he's short of a meal, I'll kill you."

Jiang Qingwu looked like he was going to eat someone, but Bai Ruosheng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Seeing Jiang Qingwu holding the small bowl with a helpless look on his face, Bai Ruosheng smiled slightly and came over, "You haven't asked me what's wrong with me."

"No matter what disease you have, get treatment if you are sick. If you can't be cured, die." Jiang Qingwu shouted sternly.

But Bai Ruosheng was not angry, he murmured in a low voice, "It's lovesickness."

As he said this, he looked like he was about to die. "The doctor said that I have a heart disease."

"Heart disease needs heart medicine, so I came here."

Jiang Qingwu snorted coldly and put down the small bowl. "Then you should stay sick."

Bai Ruosheng saw Jiang Qingwu put down the bowl and was about to leave, and then he grabbed her wrist and said, "Don't be impatient."

As he spoke, Bai Ruosheng took out a golden whistle as thick as a finger from his arms and handed it to Jiang Qingwu.

"This is for your self-defense."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the whistle handed over with confusion and smiled contemptuously, "A whistle? For self-defense? Where did you put my knife?"

"Do you want me to use it as gold when I'm down and out?"

Bai Ruosheng chuckled, sighed, and shook his head, "Of course not. This golden whistle has a special sound, and it is said that sound can be transmitted a thousand miles away."

"Although it's a bit exaggerated, the sound can be heard within ten miles."

"If you need help, just blow this."

Jiang Qingwu looked at the whistle in his hand, examining it in amazement, "Is it really that magical?"

"It would be nice if Brother Asheng also had one, then... I could find him."

Jiang Qingwu murmured, and when he came back to his senses and looked at Bai Ruosheng, Bai Ruosheng was also looking at him.

"What are you dreaming about in broad daylight? There is only one of his kind in the world."

Having said that, Bai Ruosheng rolled his eyes and stood up to leave.

"Now, you can go back and have a good rest. Have a good sleep. In the evening, I will pick you up to take a walk..."

"Let's go to the Lantern Festival and go boating on the lake."

Jiang Qingwu stared at the whistle, sat on the stone bench, listened to Bai Ruosheng's words, and sneered.

"Going to the lake again, isn't that disgusting? I'm not going."

Bai Ruosheng heard this and thought about it seriously, "Then let's go to the Hundred Playhouse and watch the show..."

"It's all a trick to fool people. I won't go."

"Then... go to Qingyin Pavilion, I'll play the piano for you..."

When Jiang Qingwu heard the piano playing, he gave an undisguised mocking smile and stood up and walked towards it.

"You... play the piano? Are you as good as Brother Asheng? You are imitating others and only bring shame upon yourself."

Having said that, Jiang Qingwu walked past Bai Ruosheng and went into the house.

"Hey, you should be grateful to the person who gave you what you have given. You are eating and taking things. Your conscience has been eaten by dogs."

Bai Ruosheng shouted at Jiang Qingwu at the top of his voice, and when he saw that Jiang Qingwu didn't even turn his head, he shouted even louder.

"I'll pick you up after dark, and we'll go boating in the lake. If you feel sick, just vomit in the lake..."

"If you don't go, I'll throw some people into the lake...to feed the fish."

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