Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 67

[Chapter 67 Chapter 67]

The forbidden army cleaned the inside and outside of the Ziying Hall, and the bodies were piled up with more than ten ox carts.

The dead were mostly profit-driven rebels, and many were not.

But what does that matter?

The “rebels” knew there was no way out, and it was justifiable to “accidentally injure” several queens or the emperor’s cronies when they jumped over the wall.

The emperor’s vitality was seriously injured, and he was frightened on a couch and recuperated in Changyang Palace, north of the imperial city.

Said to be recuperating, in fact, is tantamount to fleeing in a hurry.

No matter how vicious the wolf is, he will eventually get old, and his fangs will be broken. In this game, the father and son cannibalize each other, and the price he pays is too great.

In the hall, Yu Huanchen clasped his fists and said, “I have not received the three-party talisman order to lead troops into the palace. It violates military discipline. Please punish Your Majesty.”

“The little general is dedicated to escorting you, and it is excusable. I will forgive you and not guilty.”

The emperor behind the curtain sat up, his voice hoarse and exhausted: “Today, the rebel son Xu has the title of Marquis of the King, and he has drawn Li Mao’s Beiya forbidden army to force the palace in the winter festival. Fortunately, the father and daughter of the generals gave their lives to protect each other, and I was able to pass the time safely. This robbery. I will keep it in my heart, and I will definitely reward you and other loyal and good generals!”

Yu Huanchen knew that this was an excellent opportunity, and he quietly glanced at his father beside him. Remember m for a second. biqiudu. com

Yu Yuan endured the pain on his body, pulled down his clothes and knelt down and said, “It is the duty of a minister to be loyal, not to mention that Your Majesty is benevolent, wise, and blessed by God, and the minister does not dare to ask for a reward. It’s just that the minister is old and frail and weak and sick. Your Majesty can allow Cheng Huan, the little girl of the minister, to share the family relationship with her knees, and the minister is grateful.”

The emperor didn’t know that Yu Yuan wanted him to withdraw his marriage.

But Jun Wu joking, withdrawing his life at this time is tantamount to admitting that he was wrong.

The emperor pondered for a moment, and said: “Yu Qing is too modest! In ancient times, there were generals who fought in armour at seventy years old, and Yu Qing was in his prime, so it is too early to talk about the relationship between heaven and earth. In the deep snowy night, Yu Qing also went back earlier. Rest, I will discuss with the Ministry of Rites tomorrow, and then discuss the merits and rewards!”

He pretended not to understand and put the blame on the past.

After leaving Changyang Palace, Yu Yuan’s mind was heavy.

He went down the white jade steps like a stairway and asked his son, “What happened to the rescue of the Seventh Prince Ziying Hall today?”

Yu Huanchen understood that his father was asking about the attendants and ministers who had been “sacrificed”.

Some of them are close followers of the emperor and some… they are officials who participated in or took over the case of “Concubine Li absconded and assassinated” six years ago.

And Yu Huanchen was in control of the remnants of the betrayal of the party, only a few feet away from the Ziying Palace, so he had a chance to stop it.

But he didn’t.

After this palace change, I am afraid that the courtroom is no longer the courtroom it is today.

Yu Huanchen chose to trust his younger sister and said, “I can’t explain a word or two. Father might as well go back and ask Suishui.”

Father and son never expected that Suishui disappeared.

Walnut knelt in the hall, a large piece of purple on the back of his neck, already crying to tears.

“The thugs sneaked in while we were all out and the defense of Yufu was weakened. They first knocked out the servants and then kidnapped Suishui.”

Yu Xinyi’s eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily, “Let me find out which bastard he is, and he must be slashed with a thousand swords!”

Yu Huanchen calmed down, stepped forward to check the bruises on the back of Hu Tao’s neck, and then asked, “Is there a note left?”

Hu Tao sobbed: “The slaves have searched everywhere, but there is no kidnapping.”

“Looking at the injury of the walnut, the gangster must have beaten him several times before he stunned him. It can be seen that he is an impatient novice who can’t stand on the table, and it is not for money.”

Yu Huanchen understood, “Dare to sneak into the general’s mansion to rob people, and it is definitely not an ordinary robber. And while Yu’s mansion is trapped in the palace, it means that the other party knows what has been discovered in the palace…”

Yu Xinyi’s eyes widened: “Is it someone from the palace?”

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Could it be that the prince’s lackey, seeing the incident, kidnapped his sister in exchange for a life-saving chip?

Yu Yuan didn’t care to take a sip of hot tea, he clenched his fists and said solemnly: “Go and check now, who is in the chaos of the party today and escaped from the palace!”

Yu Xinyi was injured and wanted to go out, but Yu Huanchen stopped him and said, “Take care of your family members and block the news. Especially these days, the Xue family has frequent exchanges, so don’t let them hear the news, so as not to make a big fuss about it. ”

Yu Xinyi reluctantly gave up.

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The wind and snow swept wildly, blowing the hoarfrost Qionghua.

In the mansion of the Seventh Prince, the fluttering snow instantly covered the ground with blood red.

Yu Lingxi was covered under a thick black cloak, propping up a clean little world, and the nose was full of the light woody fragrance that was tainted by Ning Yin.

The wind and snow were mixed with incense, covering up the thick bloody smell in the residence.

“Take out Wang Lingqing’s brain and liver and feed it to the dog.” When Ning Yin spoke, there was a slight vibration in his chest.

For some unknown reason, Yu Lingxi felt that his tone was not as casual and playful as in the previous life, but instead had a cold and sullen aura that was not easily detectable.

He is angry with Wang Lingqing, why?

Before he could understand where Ning Yin’s subtle emotional change came from, he saw that the cloak covering the blood stains was loosened, and the light poured down again.

Yu Lingxi raised her head against his chest, and went up along the clean and cold jaw, and bumped into the pair of inky black eyes that were so familiar.

So she blinked her lower eyelashes, and gave him a smile of a long-awaited reunion.

In such a situation, she still had the heart to laugh.

Ning Yin’s brows moved slightly and subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

Catching the wound that was rubbed by the thick rope, Yu Lingxi pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

Ning Yin let go of her hand suddenly, looked at her red and swollen wrist for a while, then changed to the collar of her wedding dress, crossed the courtyard, turned around the corridor, and carried her to a bedroom like a chicken.

Then, he kicked the door mercilessly.

A dazzling warm light hit his face.

The layout of this dormitory is very familiar, it seems to be quite similar to the palace in the previous life, and there is an inexplicable sense of belonging.

But now is not the time to think about it, because Ning Yin seems to be in a slightly bad mood.

“Slow, slow!” Yu Lingxi staggered.

Ning Yin’s pace didn’t seem to be fast, but because of her long legs, it was quite difficult for her to follow.

Ning Yin turned a deaf ear, closed the door with his backhand, and carried Yu Lingxi to the large carved couch in the inner room.

The flowers and lanterns on the ground are bright like stars, the charcoal pot is warm, and the beast stove burns incense, but Ning Yin is only covered with the lonely cold that frost and snow will not melt for thousands of years.

He took off his cloak and threw it on the ground at will, and turned around to sit on the couch to look at Yu Lingxi, as if thinking about how to deal with this gift that had “suffered humiliation” to him.

I have to admit that Yu Lingxi is very suitable for wearing delicate red, with snowy skin and black hair, and the red dress is so beautiful that it seems to burn his eyes, but he only finds it in the way and dazzling.

Very dazzling.

Seeing that Yu Lingxi narrowed his eyes slowly, he knew that it was time to settle the accounts.

He didn’t even see how he moved, and saw a dagger as thin as autumn water appearing between his fingers, turning carelessly.

“Come here,” he said.

Yu Lingxi thought for a while and took two steps towards him.

Ning Yin didn’t lift her eyes, so she took two more steps slowly, her skirt almost touching his knee.

Only then did Ning Yin slowly raise his eyes to look at her. The tip of the blade between her fingers went up a little bit along her drooping sleeve, crossed her elbow, and landed on her tightly gripped waist.

The touch of the dagger pressing on the fabric is very special, as if through several layers of clothes, you can also feel the sharpness and coldness of the cold blade.

Then he picked up the tip of the knife, only to hear the sound of the cloth breaking, and Yu Lingxi’s waist belt fell in response.

She shuddered and stood motionless.

Ning Yin’s dagger went up again and landed on the undulating contours of her chest. It was picked up again, and the belt fell apart.

Further down, is the skirt.

Under his blade, the luxurious wedding clothes were cut open one by one, peeled off, and turned into a pile of exquisite rags, which were stacked like flames at Yu Lingxi’s feet.

Until only pure white clothes and skirts remained, holy as snow.

Afraid? of course not.

If Yu Lingxi, who was sent to the palace in the previous life, would be extremely afraid. But now Yu Lingxi is too late even to regret this gorgeous dress that took three months.

Who is afraid of someone they love?

When the dust settled, Ning Yin got his wish.

The dark clouds accumulated in her heart are gradually dissipating, and the moment when the complicated wedding dresses slipped from her body is also the most relaxed and free moment for her in the past few months.

The ripped bright red shirt would still be hanging on the arms, rather like a demon concubine. Yu Lingxi cleared her throat and took it off on her own initiative, like a magnificent sunset falling under her feet.

She could see that Ning Yin hated her clothes, even though the thin lining and skirt didn’t keep her warm, and she felt a little chilly even by the charcoal basin.

Ning Yin was very satisfied with her sensibleness, and finally put away the short blade between her fingers.

Yu Lingxi picked up the cloak he had left behind and wrapped herself up, the black fox fur collar made her face petite and white.

Ning Yin raised his eyebrows, but didn’t say anything.

So Yu Lingxi went up to the pole and asked in a low voice, “My family doesn’t know that I’m a guest at His Royal Highness’s residence, so they might be worried. Can I send them a letter from the family?”

Ning Yin folded his legs and leaned on the couch, sneered, “What do you think?”

This just doesn’t work.

A few months ago, she also made a two-day appointment with Yu Huanchen through the stall to send home a letter to report safety. After dawn, let’s go.

Sure enough, Ning Yin said slowly, “Lingxi seems to have made a mistake in her situation. For a gift, I’m afraid I don’t have the qualifications to ask for it.”

He called himself Lingxi.

Not “Miss”, nor “Sui Sui”.

Yu Lingxi was both familiar and disappointed with this title.

But she is still relaxed, with the experience of the past life, plus a bit of sincerity that cannot be restrained, the words of coaxing people almost come out of her mouth.

“Then, how can I qualify?”

She smiled brightly and asked softly.

“No hurry,” Ning Yin said meaningfully, “I like to play slowly.”

He bit the word “play” very hard, as if he was tasting something.

Yu Lingxi didn’t know what bad idea he was planning. After thinking about it, he decided to try again: “I also need a hair tie for a gift. I was in a hurry to go out, so I forgot to bring a close-fitting hairpin.”

She looked into Ning Yin’s eyes and added, “It’s the one with the bloodshot, the threaded Ruiyun white jade hairpin.”

Ning Yin flexed his fingers.

Then he got up, and his tall figure instantly enveloped Yu Lingxi.

“Lingxi doesn’t have to play tricks, it’s useless.”

He leaned over, stretched out his fingers and played with Yu Lingxi’s cool and smooth hair, and hummed, “With such a cautious and vengeful nature, I will never fall in the same place twice.”

After saying this, Ning Yin really ignored her.

Someone knocked on the door and presented him with a register.

Ning Yin leaned on the couch and watched slowly, drawing circles with a red pen from time to time.

The room was so quiet that only the sound of the charcoal fire was beeping.

Yu Lingxi was not restrained. He stood for a while and felt tired, so he found a seat on the couch beside him and sat down.

She hugged her knees and put her chin on the knees, the ink hair scattered from the side of her neck, revealing a small bruise on the back of her delicate neck.

When Wang Lingqing’s people kidnapped her, they didn’t know what to do.

Ning Yin’s dark eyes were silent for a moment, and then he coughed lightly.

Yu Lingxi turned around and looked at him suspiciously.

“Come up.”

Ning Yin closed the roster and pointed to the inside of the warm bed, “Warm bed.”

[End of This Chapter]