Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 107

[Chapter 106 Soul Exchange Part One]

Ning Yin opened his eyes, and the thin warm light outside the window hit the screen, stinging slightly.

He didn’t think he would wake up one day.

The last picture in my memory is that he burned the regent’s palace with his own hands, and then took a sufficient dose of Baihua to kill and entered the secret room, and fell into eternal sleep with Yu Lingxi’s body in his arms…

If this is the eighteenth hell, there shouldn’t be such a peaceful and dazzling morning light.

Aborted?

wrong. He raised his knuckled palm and swept back and forth against the light, quickly denying the idea.

This is a pair of adult hands, no different from his body before death. Although the decoration of this bedroom is slightly different, the layout is almost the same as that of the palace.

The rustling sound outside interrupted Ning Yin’s thoughts. His lacquer eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously touched the cane beside the couch, but it was empty.

“Shh, be quiet.”

Through the hazy gauze curtain, a soft female voice that was deliberately lowered came, “It’s hard to sleep for a while, don’t wake him up.”

Hearing this familiar voice after a long absence, the gloom in Ning Yin’s eyes instantly disappeared. Biquge website m. biqiudu. com

He opened the bed and stepped on the floor tiles with bare feet. He was used to the slight lameness of his left leg, and when he landed, he fell slightly and then staggered.

He found something was wrong, the legs were intact.

It has been a long time since she had experienced the taste of healthy walking, and the moment she took a step forward again, Ning Yin was cautious and hesitant.

Immediately, there was a bit of interest in his eyes, his steps gradually became steady, and he followed the light like a lonely soul that had been on the move for a long time.

Wearing loose underwear, he turned around the screen, lifted the drape, and saw a figure sitting in front of the dressing table by the Xuan window that appeared countless times in his memory.

She screened her maid back, turned her head slightly, and used a jade comb to gently comb her long hair that fell down to her waist. The pale golden morning light spread from the window, coating her figure with a hazy warm light, which was as beautiful as a A shattering dream.

The bronze mirror reflected his face, which was still the one he was most familiar with, with lacquered eyes and thin lips, handsome and handsome, but a bit less ghastly and morbidly pale.

From the bronze mirror, Yu Lingxi saw Ning Yin standing gloomily behind him. She shuddered, turned her head and exhaled, “When did you wake up? You startled me.”

Her eyes are clean and clear, and her soft voice is not complaining, but coquettish.

Ning Yin had never seen her so casual and undefended, squeamish, lively and cute.

He is not a timid person by nature, even if Lingxi will hate him and blame him, even if it is just a dream that is destined to be broken, he will not hesitate to grasp her and imprison her by his side until his soul turns into powder.

“so good.”

Ning Yin’s voice was low, and she reached out to touch her eyebrows.

hot.

He knuckles, down her cheeks and the corners of her mouth, resting on the side of her neck.

The underside of the finger was warm, and the pulse was clearly beating, completely unlike the pale and cold appearance on the ice bed.

Touch can’t be fake, everything is so real.

As if he understood something, Ning Yin laughed nervously, guessing that he must have been resurrected from the dead and returned to the time when Lingxi was still alive.

“This king has found you.”

He embraced her from behind, folding his arms with morbid satisfaction.

… this king?

Yu Lingxi was puzzled: Ning Yin mostly referred to herself as “I” in front of her, not to mention that he was no longer a prince.

The pain on the side of the neck recalled Yu Lingxi’s thoughts, and the memory buried deep in his mind flashed through his mind, and before he could catch it, it disappeared.

She finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the person behind her.

Last night was the “memorial of the first sighting” that she had set for her. Ning Yin poured the drink on her, and tasted it all night from the sunken collarbone to the waist fossa.

Could it be that he has been drinking too much and hasn’t woken up yet?

Holding back her breathless waist, she touched Ning Yin’s cold cheek with her backhand, and asked with concern, “What’s the matter with you, Ning Yin?”

Hearing her calling her name, Ning Yin paused indiscernibly and slowly opened her dark eyes.

The consonance in my memory has always only carefully called him “Prince”.

…

It can be vaguely discerned that this is the dormitory of King Jing’s mansion, but it is not known who has arbitrarily proposed to transform it. It is extravagant and vulgar.

Wei Qi is quite disgusted with this person’s taste.

He immediately felt something was wrong, and his eyes fell back to the beauty sitting beside him.

There was freshly brewed tea on the table. Yu Lingxi sat upright with her knees bent and her skirt upright, with a slender and beautiful neck exposed on her temples.

Wei Qi remembered that when she took her from Xiuyun Pavilion back to the soup pool to take a bath last night, she was covered in the fragrance of wine, her cheeks were as red as rouge, and she was so tired that it became a wad of spring water. How could she have the strength to get up and make tea in the morning?

What’s more, her makeup and temperament are slightly different from those in the past.

Wei Qi squinted his eyes, and for some reason, he always woke up with an indescribable mystery everywhere.

He got up, grabbed the robe by the couch, and wanted to put it on Yu Lingxi’s thin shoulders.

Who knew that as soon as he touched her, Yu Lingxi suddenly woke up, and subconsciously hid to the side.

Ning Yin’s hand stopped in mid-air and looked up at her.

Yu Lingxi quickly reacted to her gaffe, and then relaxed her body and put her cheeks on his fingers, like a cat trying to please its master.

“The tea is ready, may the lord want to enjoy it?”

She raised her charming eyes, still kept her kneeling posture, her voice was gentle, but not the brisk smile of the past.

Wei Qi looked at her drooping eyelashes, and the end of her eyes twitched.

What is this game?

Although this cautious appearance is indeed lovely, no man can resist her obedience, but…

But Suishuihe should be the most dazzling, how can it be so low and small.

“If I want to play master-servant love-fun, I will occasionally be the seventh guard.”

Wei Qi stayed at the bed with a smile and went to help Yu Lingxi, “Get up.”

As soon as his left foot hit the ground, he felt an indescribable stinging pain penetrated into the bone marrow, and his body was unstable. He supported the edge of the couch in time.

Yu Lingxi subconsciously went to help him, but was brought down by his heavy body and fell to the low cabinet beside him.

Wei Qi’s eyes narrowed, and he quickly grabbed her waist with his eyes and hands. As a result, the things on the couch were knocked down by his actions, and Gu Lulu rolled around on the ground.

Wei Qi looked down and saw a cane with a jade handle inlaid with gold.

His smile sank, and his brows narrowed slightly.

Again, this familiar feeling.

Yu Lingxi’s breathing was trembling. She made too many mistakes this morning, so she hurriedly picked up the cane for him, and handed over her hands like atonement.

Wei Qi took the cane and stood on the ground to support his body.

He bent down and lifted the leg of his left trousers, his eyes fell on those hideous scars, and in an instant, a few scattered memories flashed like lightning.

He remembered.

If Suishui hadn’t appeared in Xiandu of the Desire Realm back then, his legs would have ended like this.

Wei Qi is a smart person, he only needs a slight turn to understand the whole story.

He turned to the bronze mirror on the side, looking at the familiar and sinister self in the mirror, the familiar and unfamiliar palace, and the familiar and unfamiliar Suishui… Everything reminds him that he has come to a fate that has never been changed. world.

“Sui Sui, come here.”

Wei Qi sat back on the couch, tapped the jade handle of the cane with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, “Tell me about my experience over the years.”

Yu Lingxi was startled.

“Sui Sui” is her nickname. Since the death of her relatives and the destruction of the Yu family, no one has known her name for many years.

How did the prince regent know, and call it so…intimate and natural?

…

Ning Yin is a cautious person, and will not reveal flaws easily.

After two quarters of observation, from the fragmented conversation between Yu Lingxi and the palace maid, he has roughly figured out that the time and space have changed at a certain node, creating a different life.

For example, in this world, his legs were healthy, his great revenge was repaid, and he successfully ascended the throne and became emperor.

More importantly, Ning Yin in this world has a consonance in her arms. She has seen her wedding dress like fire, and she has spent time with her in her bridal chamber. She has her wholehearted love and trust.

The pot-shaped Rui Rabbit sachet hanging around his waist had neat stitches and exquisite embroidery, reminding Ning Yin of what he had lost.

Ning Yin is jealous, so jealous.

Because Ning Yin in this world has all the beauty that he could not have reached before.

But what does it matter? Now it’s all his.

Even if it is stealing or robbing, never let go.

Qiuyang leaked to the ground through the cracks in the leaves, breaking into a spot of light.

Ning Yin pulled up a chair and sat down, watching Yu Lingxi grooming with interest, as if admiring a lost and found treasure.

The action of her tying the clothes was also so pleasing to the eyes and picturesque, Ning Yin’s heart suddenly rose, the paper cutter between her fingers was picked, the tie was broken, and the coat she had just put on slipped off her arms, stacking like clouds of smoke.

The palace maids on the side all had red ears, wondering whether they should continue to serve the queen and dress, or whether they should close the door and step back.

Yu Lingxi slapped his hand away with a slap, and said with anger in his beautiful eyes: “How dangerous, put away the knife!”

That palm was soft and not painful, but Ning Yin had the feeling of being bitten by a rabbit, which was fresh and interesting.

“A lot more courageous.”

He smiled gracefully, and Qi Mu was reluctant to leave her for a moment.

The more fascinated, the more hated “Ning Yin” in this world, “he” stole the luck that belonged to him.

If possible, Ning Yin would strangle “he” without hesitation.

Yu Lingxi didn’t pay attention to the gloom in his eyes, and only took off the robe with the broken tie and gave it to the palace maid.

The gorgeous clothes are like sunset clouds, bathing in the autumn sun, and even the hair is shining.

Ning Yin was in a trance for a moment, as if trying to grasp the light between his fingers, he raised his hand and called, “Lingxi, come here.”

Yu Lingxi’s movement of arranging the sleeves and robes stopped.

She turned around, looked at Ning Yin quietly for a long time, and suddenly smiled: “Yesterday on the eighth day of the eighth lunar month, even on the anniversary of our first meeting, we shouldn’t drink so much alcohol. When I woke up in the morning, I was weird and drunk. What about?”

August eighth?

Ning Yin remembered this day, the day Yu Lingxi was sent to the palace by the Zhao family.

The time he came to this world was too short, and he didn’t have time to confirm the information, so he had to follow the words: “If the scene in front of him can last forever, it will be drunk forever, so why not wake up?”

He smiled gracefully and warmly, but his black eyes were like a deep pool that could not be seen to the bottom, hiding too much affection.

Seeing that he didn’t deny it, Yu Lingxi’s red lips parted lightly.

She hesitated before she finally sighed: “Let’s go out for a walk, Ning Yin?”

Ning Yin touched the cane subconsciously, and then remembered that this body is very healthy and does not need such extras.

He got up contentedly, walked lightly and steadily, and faced Yu Lingxi.

His consonance.

…

The dull pain in the left leg continued, like a curse that could not be shaken off.

From Yu Lingxi’s delicate and calm narration, Wei Qi learned everything that happened in this world.

As he expected, when he was in exile when he was young, there was no girl as beautiful as a fairy who came to drive away the murderer Ning Changrui sent to kill him.

The immortal capital of the Desire Realm was destroyed, and no girl Xue Ye appeared. He picked him up and took care of him, who was half-dead in the snow.

There is no daily life in the General’s Mansion, no sky lanterns in the attic of the Qixi Festival, and no one has come across the bumps and thorns to pull him back from hell to the world…

Ning Yin in this world lived like a wild dog for the first eighteen years, and then lived like a ghastly ghost for the next four years.

Wei Qi has no sympathy for himself in this world at all.

“Tell me about you.”

Wei Qi’s eyes were undisguised with contempt. Only when he looked at Yu Lingxi, did he have a light peace, “How did Suishui and I meet here?”

Hearing the word “Sui Sui” again, Yu Lingxi became more and more terrified.

According to the Prince Regent’s usual temperament, the more gentle and peaceful his expression is, the more likely he is to have terrifying killing intent…

But it doesn’t look like he’s going to kill, more like he’s looking for something.

Could it be that he lost his memory because of his assassination last night?

Yu Lingxi restrained her thoughts and said cautiously: “On the eighth day of the eighth lunar month last year, my uncle sent me to the palace, and the prince would not abandon me, so I can keep this long servant.”

August eighth…

“Today is the first day you and I met.”

“That’s right, it’s today.”

Last night in front of Prince Jing’s mansion, Yu Lingxi’s soft and firm words were still in his ears, brushing away the dust of memory.

Wei Qi’s voice sank: “The night I saw me at the beginning of Suishui, but wearing a crimson dress and peach makeup?”

Hey, no memory loss?

Yu Lingxi nodded and said, “Yes.”

Speaking of this, Yu Lingxi paused: “Last night was the day I met the prince for a year.”

A thought came to mind, and Wei Qi’s pupils shrank slightly.

Is it a coincidence?

Why does Suishui know what happened in this world and remember the time when this world met?

Unless she’s been through it all.

The Suishui that the Immortals of the Desire Realm rescued him has been reborn from the ashes; and the cautious beauty in front of him is what Suishui once looked like.

He used to be a cripple with a broken leg, a despicable villain.

“I treat you well?” Wei Qi asked.

Yu Lingxi made a fragrant movement, and quickly turned her eyes away, revealing a habitual smile: “My lord provides me with food and accommodation, and the clothes and jewelry are of the highest quality, so he treats me very well.”

“lie.”

Wei Qi looked at her visibly tense figure, and said softly, “You’re afraid of me.”

Deliberately overlooked details are explained.

“I had a dream.”

It turned out that it was not a dream.

“I dreamed that I would die because of this, leaving you alone in the world.”

It turned out that he did not protect Suishui well.

Wei Qi understood why Suishui had such a fright in her eyes when she saw him in the Immortals of the Desire Realm; why she would be so resistant and alienated when she pretended to be a good girl and sneaked into the general’s mansion…

Because she has experienced a painful life, she is afraid of him.

But even so, when Suishui first met him, he just wanted to stay away from him and never took the opportunity to hurt and retaliate…

He once pushed Suishui into purgatory, but Suishui pulled him back to the world.

What a fool.

Wei Qi raised his pale fingers, caressed the end of Yu Lingxi’s blank eyes, and smiled lowly: “It’s stupid.”

He was so stupid that he couldn’t wait to kill that loathsome “him” with his own hands.

[End of This Chapter]