The reborn son is vicious

The night is cold as water.

Leng Xi was awakened by a biting chill, he turned over on the bed, and suddenly opened those clear phoenix eyes.In the darkness, he heard clearly two people talking outside.

"Mother Rong, do you want someone to look at the third young master? Although he is a bastard, he is our master after all. If something really happens to him..."

After listening to Yanran's words, Rong's mother pulled a yellow face and replied coldly: "This brat really regards himself as the young master of the Leng family. Madam said that he just crawled out of the belly of a lowly singer. He almost killed his own mother when he was born. He was an out-and-out disaster star. His wife was kind enough to raise him as a young master. Who would have thought that after raising him, the old lady and his wife are both sick now. Isn't this clearly his fault? Hmph, but Madam didn't say anything, but he was wronged every day, just like we didn't take good care of him! Today is a good day, and if the weather changes a little, he will be infected It's really bad luck to lie in bed and not get up all day because of the wind and cold!"

That mother Rong was sent by the eldest lady of the Leng family. She said she was the mother in charge, but in fact she was here to criticize. Yan Ran has been serving this concubine third young master Leng Xi since she was a child, so there are some things that mother Rong can say, but Yan Ran can only be on the sidelines. listen.

Hearing these words, Leng Xi suddenly had an idea. He subconsciously lifted the curtain of the bed and glanced around. The room is gorgeous, but there is nothing real. All the gorgeous porcelain jewelry is in. The one in the library, if Leng Xi broke it, he would have to pay for it according to the price!

Here it is——Leng Xi's mind was suddenly stunned, and the conversation outside was still coming in clearly.

"But Mama Rong, I still feel that I need to ask a doctor to show the third young master. After all, it's really cold today, and the third young master doesn't have any winter clothes to keep out the cold, so we can't blame him..."

The weather in September is full of autumn rain and cold. The autumn rain fell last night, and the wind is expected to be chilly this morning. Because Leng Xi is not welcomed by the eldest lady, the winter clothes to keep out the cold are only brought over at the end of autumn every year. Mother Rong asked again He went to greet the eldest lady on time, and when the cold wind blew, he caught the cold, Yan Ran couldn't bear it in her heart, and her tone became more and more bewildered.

Mother Rong snorted coldly: "There is still a breath of heat in the dead man's belly, not to mention he is such a brat of thirteen or fourteen years old! I get angry when I see his crooked appearance. If this continues, I will throw it out to freeze." die!"

After Rong's mother finished speaking, she stared at Yan Ran with a cold face, "If you feel sorry for him, go and ask the doctor yourself, and see if someone will take care of him?!"

Yan Ran didn't dare to say anything anymore—yes, the doctors of Leng's family belonged to the Da Furen, without Da Furen's order, they...they would not come to see the Third Young Master.

Mother Rong got up angrily, and slammed the door shut, as if Leng Xi couldn't hear her.

How is this going?Isn't he dead?Why are you lying here?Leng Xi wanted to move, but his whole body was limp and limp, as if his bones had been crushed by ruts. At this moment, someone outside suddenly opened the curtain and walked in.

Soon, the man gently lifted the curtain of the bed, only to find that Leng Xi was staring at him coldly.

"Third Young Master! Slave... Slave is..."

Yan Ran was taken aback, she just came in to check on the third young master's condition, and help him change a wet handkerchief by the way.

Leng Xi didn't answer, but looked at Yan Ran coldly, seemingly lost in thought.

"Third Young Master, you're awake. Are you feeling alright? Allow me to change the veil for you."

Yan Ran lowered her head as she spoke, and went to help Leng Xi wash the handkerchief. In fact, she didn't dare to look at this concubine young master. Although Leng Xi was only thirteen or fourteen years old and still childish, he was already astonishingly beautiful!Anyone who takes a look can guarantee that Leng Xi will definitely be a stunning beauty when he grows up.

Out of malice, the eldest lady did not let Leng Xi practice martial arts, but invited a famous dancer from Kyoto to let him practice dancing since he was a child.

Because of this, in Leng Xi's beautiful appearance, there is also a touch of femininity, and every frown and smile is extremely charming.

The wet veil rushed towards his face, but Leng Xi seemed to have seen a ghost, staring at the woman in front of him with a strange expression—if he remembered correctly, the maidservant in front of him was named Yan Ran, and the one outside talking was Mama Rong. .

But, but how could this be the case?I was obviously poisoned to death, how could I come back here in a blink of an eye...

He married Murong Jing, ascended to the throne a year later, and then stayed in the cold palace for five full years. He was already 24 years old when he died, but Yan Ran was still the same as ten years ago. How could this be possible!

He subconsciously glanced at his hands. They were slender and white, and they were more beautifully maintained than women in the world. This is not the hand that a person who has been in the cold palace for five years should have!This is the hand of a young man!

Thinking of this, Leng Xi's beautiful phoenix eyes showed a trace of obvious fear.

Yan Ran worriedly said: "Third Young Master, what's the matter with you, are you still not feeling well?" Her voice was full of concern, and her eye circles were red as she spoke.

"Third Young Master, please forgive me. This servant asked Mama Rong to see a doctor for you, but Mama Rong said..."

Leng Xi raised his eyes, quietly looked at Yanran whose voice was choked up, and then looked at the very old handkerchief in her hand. For some reason, his eye sockets gradually became moist.

If everything in front of him was a dream, he hoped that he would not wake up from this dream!he is alive!He was really, really alive!