Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 55

[Chapter 55 Chapter 55]

Yu Lingxi was instinctively nervous about Ning Yin’s couch. After all, the two detoxifications on the couch were really impressive.

But then I thought about it: In the past two years, what poses have you not done?

Those trembling memories have long since been smoothed out one by one, leaving only the relief and peace, and the occasional throbbing that bubbles up every now and then.

She was tired after leaning on it for a while, and her stiff waist softened.

Yu Lingxi fell asleep at some point. When he woke up, the bright sunlight outside the window had turned golden red, casting a long, slanting shadow by the window.

Ning Yin sat on the edge of the couch with his legs folded, one hand on the edge of the couch, leaning very close, as if admiring a beautiful picture, slowly savoring her with his eyes.

Yu Lingxi met his ink-colored eyes, blinked, and woke up.

“How long have I slept?”

She sat up and gently rubbed her sore neck, so the picture scroll seemed to come alive, lighting up the darkness of the evening.

“Two quarters of an hour.”

Ning Yin’s index finger rested leisurely on the edge of the couch, then lifted it up and pinched her neck, “Miss is very peaceful.” https://m.biqiudu.com

Yu Lingxi shrank subconsciously when her warm fingers touched the back of her neck.

Then he quickly relaxed, Ning Yin had a good temper in this life, and would definitely not hold her neck and intimidate her again.

After the numbness was over, she tilted her toes and landed, “Did you draw the sketch?”

Ning Yin absentmindedly said “um”, and twisted her hand behind her ear wickedly, and then she reluctantly left.

Yu Lingxi was really curious about what he wanted to carve, so he said, “Let me see.”

“Not now.”

Ning Yin glanced at the bottom layer of the low bedside cabinet, and said in a low and slow voice, “That thing is beautiful and practical. When the carving is finished, I will show it to Miss.”

Simplify the complexities and simplify them, but they are not something that can be shown to her now.

“It’s mystifying!” Yu Lingxi accused him.

Ning Yin smiled sullenly, glanced at her plain curly hair again, got up and straightened her clothes and said, “Miss’s black hair is like a cloud, and it is tied up with a hairpin, revealing a white, thin and fragile neck. It must be extremely beautiful.”

Yu Lingxi was stunned, recalling her previous life in a trance, Ning Yin did prefer to tie her long hair into a loose black bun, and always liked to pinch her neck to scare people.

But it turns out that the little madman likes her neck so much?

Yu Lingxi touched her hair on the temples, thinking about turning around to find out if there were any suitable hairpins in the makeup box.

Even she herself was amazed at the compromise at this moment. After a while, she said softly, “It’s getting late, I’m going back to my room.”

There was a faint rustling sound in the courtyard, and the cat seemed to smell the breath of an acquaintance and meowed softly.

Ning Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, and cast his gaze to the courtyard outside the window, then retracted it.

“Miss.”

He called her, and Yu Lingxi stood outside the door, looking back at him suspiciously.

Ning Yin walked towards Yu Lingxi, stood in front of her, and got close.

He raised his hand and stroked Yu Lingxi’s face, and she couldn’t help shaking her eyelashes.

Ning Yin was so close that when she leaned over, the tip of her nose almost touched her cheek. At such a close distance, Yu Lingxi could even see the shadows hanging down from his eyelashes, with distinct roots.

She held her breath subconsciously, but saw Ning Yin raised her hand and brushed her sideburns, which had been sleeping loosely, and said in a low voice, “Hair is messed up.”

The posture of arranging his hair on the temples is intimate and slow, and under the setting sun, two shadows are gently folded together, like mandarin ducks entwined around their necks.

“Cough cough!” There were two sudden low coughs in the courtyard.

Yu Lingxi suddenly turned around as if awake.

She saw the tall and resolute father standing under the magnolia tree, and the complicated-looking elder brother and elder sister standing on the left and right.

Naturally, they also saw the intimate and thought-provoking picture just now.

“Father.”

Yu Lingxi just panicked for a moment, then calmed down and moved to block Ning Yin, who was behind him, “Why are you here?”

All the servants in the courtyard were screened back and fell silent.

The setting sun was so strong that it turned red, Yu Yuan’s face was never solemn, his heavy gaze swept over his beautiful and well-behaved youngest daughter, and then fell on Ning Yin.

Yu Xinyi frowned, winked at his sister, and gestured with his mouth: “Sui Sui, come here!”

Yu Lingxi had a hunch in her heart, shook her head gently, and still stood in front of Ning Yin with her slender figure.

Yu Xinyi was in a hurry and wanted to step forward to pull her sister over, but was stopped by Yu Huanchen’s hand.

Yu Yuan looked at Ning Yin for a long time, his cheeks tightened, and then he bent down very slowly and solemnly, and bowed to Ning Yin and clasped his fists in a salute.

Behind him, a son, a daughter and two generals also clasped their fists one after another.

As the three bowed down, Yu Lingxi swallowed, knowing that the day when Wei Qi returned to Ning Yin had finally come.

Just as she was thinking about it, a large white hand fell from her shoulders, and patted her gently like lovingly.

“Don’t be afraid, miss.” Ning Yin walked out from behind her.

Even when he was so nervous, he still didn’t change his face, and even aroused an interesting smile, “It seems that General Yu wants to talk to me.”

“Ning Yin.” Yu Lingxi called to him in a hurry.

She hoped that Ning Yin could show the best side to her father, so she looked at him seriously, and whispered, “We must have a good talk.”

Hearing this, the two brothers and sisters Yu Huanchen and Yu Xinyi raised their heads: Suishui… What do you call the seventh prince?

…

At the end of Youyou, the sky is dark and twilight intertwined with night, and a full moon gently hangs on the tip.

The door of the study has been closed for half an hour.

“You’re so worried about him?” Yu Huanchen glanced at Yaomei, who was dignified.

Yu Lingxi had a bowl of cool tea soup in her hand, and she didn’t even use the chili powder that she liked to refresh herself most on weekdays.

Yu Lingxi was really worried.

Although Ning Yin’s madness and paranoia had subsided a lot, and it was very different from her previous life, she still couldn’t grasp her father’s mind.

After all, the matter of courtiers standing in line is like a gamble with all of it, and it is not a child’s play.

“Will Dad embarrass him?” Yu Lingxi asked.

“If he is really the Seventh Prince, it is confirmed that he is the only one behind him who is embarrassing Dad.”

Yu Xinyi, who was on the side, laughed angrily, and stretched out his hand to squeeze the soft flesh on his sister’s cheek, “If it wasn’t for Yu Huanchen’s discussion with me today, I wouldn’t have known that Suishui hid such a big Buddha in the mansion. It really has hard wings!”

Yu Huanchen’s face was rarely serious.

He secretly observed these days and found that the Seventh Prince was indeed a smart and good at dormancy. And there is only a thin line between a clever layout master and a lunatic who plays with people’s hearts.

He even suspected that if Ning Yin hadn’t taken the initiative to leak his trail to attract people, the Yu family might not have been able to find out his whereabouts.

Previously, Yu Huanchen couldn’t understand why the seventh prince took such a risk and leaked his identity to the Yu family.

But now I understand that he is forcing the Yu family to make a choice.

The Yu family made this decision very difficult.

After struggling for a long time since his father returned from the dynasty, he decided to face the emperor who had been exiled for many years in person.

Yu Huanchen thought for a while, and asked, “Today the emperor ordered to see his father in private, does Suishui know what it is?”

Yu Lingxi shook her head, her father and brother protected her very well, and seldom told her the intrigues in the court.

Yu Huanchen said: “The emperor also ordered Xue Youxiang and the admiral and eunuch Cui An to divide the military power of the Yu family and form a situation in which civil ministers, internal servants, and military generals stand on a three-legged stand and mutually restrain each other. The emperor has already begun to suspect and suppress the Yu family. And the only reason he can start, Suishui should be able to guess.”

Yu Lingxi could naturally guess.

The emperor heard some rumors and used it to warn everyone in the Yu family: The king is still here, don’t stand in the wrong team.

Yu Lingxi curled her fingers slightly, raised her eyes and said, “When suspicion arises, it is like a crack that cannot be eliminated. That being the case, we have no other way out.”

“It’s not that simple, Suishui.”

Yu Huanchen walked to the door and glanced at the door, making sure that no one was there, he closed the door and said, “Even if the seventh prince is really worthy of our support, he will never be identified in Yu Mansion, and he will never enter the court from Yu Mansion. .”

Yu Lingxi understood.

She clenched her fingers and said softly, “Because once this happens, he will be convicted of forming a party for selfishness, and he will be suppressed by fear from the moment he returns to the palace, and he will never be able to stand out.”

“good.”

Yu Huanchen said in a low voice, “The only way to do this now is to retreat to advance and fight for a chance.”

Just as he was talking, the door of the study creaked open.

Yu Lingxi got up immediately, pushed the door of the flower hall and greeted him.

The lights in the hall were bright, and Ning Yin and Yu Yuan walked out one after the other.

“Father.”

Yu Lingxi first glanced at her father worriedly, then turned to Ning Yin.

Ning Yin still looked calm and smiling, not much different from before entering the study. On the other hand, Yu Yuan’s face became hard.

General Yu sighed, and his voice slowed down: “Good girl, go and have dinner with your mother first.”

Yu Lingxi responded and glanced at Ning Yin again, Fang whispered “Oh”, and turned to the side hall.

Yu Yuanchao Ning Yinluo folded his fists and retreated, then looked at his eldest son and eldest daughter, and commanded solemnly, “You two, come with me.”

The door of the study was closed again, and Ning Yin looked up at the remnant star in the sky for a moment, then hooked his lips and stepped down the stone steps.

Passing through the atrium and turning around the moon gate, he paused, then stretched out his hand without squinting, and took out Yu Lingxi, who was hidden in the shadow behind the rockery.

“If the young lady is lurking and assassinating here, I am afraid that she will die at this moment.”

Ning Yin pinched Yu Lingxi’s earlobe lightly, still thinking about making fun of her.

“Bah, who wants to assassinate you?”

Yu Lingxi poked the bad luck away, and then he took care of his wrinkled collar, and asked in a low voice, “What did Dad say to you?”

Ning Yin’s eyes were dark and deep, like a dark mist that could not be guessed, looked at her and asked, “Miss, what does he want him to say?”

Yu Lingxi looked back at him and said, “No matter how difficult the future is, I naturally hope that you and Dad can work together and be safe and smooth.”

Ning Yin laughed, the black mist in his eyes dissipated like a mountain of haze, and asked, “When the young lady allowed me to take something with me when I left the house, is it still worth it?”

Yu Lingxi is not someone who doesn’t believe what he says. He nodded and asked, “Why do you suddenly mention this?”

She actually gave birth to a shallow conflict of thoughts, not only expecting him to take back everything that belongs to him as soon as possible, but also afraid that he will leave tomorrow.

Ning Yin didn’t answer, she just raised her hand and twisted the strands of her hair that had been ruffled by the night wind, and said meaningfully, “Miss, remember this sentence, it’s enough.”

study.

“He does have a unique token of the royal family on him, which cannot be faked.”

Yu Yuan sat in the chair and said solemnly, “At a young age, he can control the entire negotiation process in his hands, and he can advance and retreat in moderation… Suishui is right, this son is definitely not in the pool.”

Even more powerful than they imagined.

Yu Huanchen looked at his dignified father and asked, “What conditions did the seventh prince discuss with you?”

Recalling the conversation in the study just now, Yu Yuan’s expression darkened.

…

Thunderstorms in summer always come unexpectedly.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the emperor opened a memorial, frowned, and opened another.

After flipping through several books in a row, all of them were handed over by the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Censor Desk to verify the rumors that the seventh prince was not dead.

The emperor threw the memorial aside and pinched his forehead wearily.

Concubine Li is indeed a rare beauty in the world. It was true that he wanted to grab it at all costs, and it was true that he was tired of her indifference and stubbornness.

When the initial passion faded, the cinnabar mole turned into mosquito blood, and the existence of this child became a huge stain on his bright master’s path.

He even hoped that Concubine Li and Lao Qi would disappear like this, completely erasing the stain of killing his brother and taking his sister-in-law, so he acquiesced…

Forget it, what do you think about these old things.

The old eunuch on the side saw the emperor’s heart disease, and hurriedly knelt forward and rubbed his shoulders and legs. After watching for a long time, he dared to whisper: “If Your Majesty is left alone, the rumors will become more and more turbulent. According to the old slave, it is better to Pushing the boat smoothly, it seems that His Majesty’s beloved son is like fate, fulfilling His Majesty’s benevolent and magnanimous reputation… Besides, General Yu has written a letter agreeing to hand over power, and the matter of marriage has also been put on the agenda, Your Majesty’s worries have been resolved, you can sit back and relax.”

“It’s not a big deal to bring people back. It’s better to keep him under my nose than to let him do things outside.”

The emperor thought about it, “It’s just that Lao Qi doesn’t have the right to inherit the throne. It’s not good for him to be too smart. He has to pull out his minions and let him be safe.”

…

On rainy days, there are few guests in the brothel.

Only a few pipa ding-dong in the distance added a little lightness to the dull weather.

In the tea room upstairs, the halberd bowed his head and said, “Your Highness, everything has been arranged, just wait for the last east wind.”

“Dongfeng?”

Ning Yin leaned against the carved window, and his slender knuckles had a pair of short blades, “When to close the net is up to me, not the east wind.”

“My subordinates made a blunder!” Zhe Ji knelt down and pleaded guilty with his heavy sword on his back.

Ning Yin knew the emperor too well. The murder of his brother and his sister-in-law was his weakness. He would never allow this stain to be revealed, and he would definitely choose to leave things alone in order to maintain his image of a loving hero.

He sneered and glanced at Zheji: “Where’s the servant girl from the Zhao residence?”

Zheji said: “According to His Highness’s instructions, I have settled in this firewood room.”

“very good.”

Ning Yin looked at the silver basin standing still on the table, his cold and thin eyes were reflected in the light brown water waves.

In the basin was a six-inch long piece of top-quality white jade, which had been soaked in potion for two days and two nights, and it was very easy to dye.

He fished out the soaked white jade, carefully wiped it with a cotton pad, then turned the blade and cut his fingers in the surprised eyes of Zheji.

First there was a thin line of blood, and then large beads of blood poured out, dripping down in a single line.

Ning Yin lowered his eyes halfway, raised his hand casually, and let Yin Hong’s blood drip onto the jade until it was dyed a cloud-like red.

How can those hairpins made of vulgar jade be worthy of Yu Lingxi?

He raised his lip line, and his ink eyes turned into a happy smile.

[End of This Chapter]