Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 82

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There was no charcoal fire in the house, and the air was cold, but the big hand that was gently pinched around his waist was so warm and powerful.

Yu Lingxi’s hair was pulled all the way to one shoulder and hung down on one side, and the wet rat whisker pen was cruising on the waist, and the line was not finished, and there was a tendency to continue down.

“…Itching.” She clasped her fingers on the edge of the case, and couldn’t help shivering.

The hand on the waist tightened and squeezed again. This clean-skin white Xuan is too delicate, and it is actually not too stained with ink. The black handwriting is set against the white complexion, which is almost coquettish.

Ning Yin took the pen slowly, and his voice was a little hoarse: “What is Suishui’s body made of, so soft and smooth.”

He lowered his head and sniffed, and concluded, “It’s still fragrant.”

Yu Lingxi, who had just felt cold just now, became hot again.

If she had been in the palace before, she would have seen Ning Yin’s hobby openly. But now that she was in her own mansion, she felt less comfortable when she thought that her brother and sister might follow him, or that someone might pass by outside the house.

“Nonsense.” Yu Lingxi subconsciously wanted to cover up.

“No hurries.”

Ning Yin held down her coat, “I haven’t put a private seal on it yet.” biqiudu. com

When she caught a glimpse of the familiar ink jade private seal, Yu Lingxi suddenly choked…

He actually took this with him!

“If I had known this, I would not have given you this piece of jade.”

Yu Lingxi murmured in a low voice annoyed, and her cheeks became a little more delicate and charming.

“The soft white jade is not around, this king can only use the cold ink jade to relieve the pain of lovesickness.”

Ning Yin said solemnly, her knuckles had already pulled down her crony.

Without the ink pad, he frowned imperceptibly.

Seeing that the person behind him did not move for a long time, Yu Lingxi’s remaining shame was about to endure, so he couldn’t help burying his face in Ning Yin’s arms, and said sternly, “How long do I have to freeze? Hurry up.”

There was an indulgent chuckle from behind.

I don’t know what Ning Yin was fiddling with, but within a short while, the warm ink jade seal was gently placed on the position below her waist.

Ning Yin picked up the sleeve robe and wiped her fingers, then leaned over, the tip of Ying Ting’s nose went down along her waistline, and her thin lips were imprinted on the ink marks on her waist.

With a quiet and devout kiss, Yu Lingxi felt a warm current flowing up her waist and covering her limbs.

It’s deadly.

She blushed, couldn’t help shaking her shoulders, and sneezed.

The man behind him untied his cloak and embraced her inside. The man’s scorching body temperature dispelled the chill of late winter.

Yu Lingxi was greedy for this warmth and thickness, and unconsciously relaxed and leaned on his arms. After a while, his mind moved: “It’s not fair.”

“Huh?” Ning Yin pinched her chin lightly.

Yu Lingxi looked up at him and snorted softly, “I also want to carve a seal to leave a unique mark on you.”

“That’s why.”

Ning Yin lightly rubbed the corner of her lips with her thumb, “I’ll engrave it for you when I turn around.”

“Really?” Yu Lingxi was surprised at his obedience.

Ning Yin’s lacquer eyes fainted with excitement, and she slowly played with her hair on the temples: “When you find all the paints, it will be a moment for Suishui.”

pigment?

Do stamps need paint?

Yu Lingxi didn’t know much about craftsmanship, and soon this doubt was expected to be diluted.

Ning Yin has broad shoulders, long legs, long waist and narrow waist. His body is extremely strong, and his skin is colder and whiter than ordinary people. If a bright red seal falls…

That scene, she never dared to think about it in her previous life.

It must be because of Ning Yin’s influence, her mind has become unreasonable.

Yu Lingxi decided to find a serious topic, thought for a while and said softly, “Ning Yin, do you want to be emperor?”

Ning Yin’s voice was calm and light, and he hit the nail on the head: “General Yu, did you mean Yu Huanchen?”

“I want to ask myself.” Yu Lingxi said.

She did not doubt Ning Yin’s intentions at all. The love of the little madman is always fiery and paranoid, and the other aspect of paranoia is the special affection that is different from ordinary people.

She was just not sure whether she could carry the responsibility of the mother world.

“Want to be emperor?” Ning Yin asked without changing his face.

Yu Lingxi didn’t pay attention to the weirdness of his words for a while, and subconsciously shook his head: “I don’t really want to…”

Then he shook his head and sighed, “I don’t know.”

If Ning Yin wanted to seize the reserve, to stand higher, she should not be the restraint of Ning Yin.

“What do you think?” Yu Lingxi asked.

“I want to talk about love.”

Ning Yin blinked and said more clearly, “Go to the couch to talk.”

Yu Lingxi hurriedly held down his lower hand and backed away a little: “I’m at home, not allowed…”

“I want to celebrate the new year.” Ning Yin pinched her waist.

Yu Lingxi’s whole body softened immediately, and hurriedly broke away from his embrace, and hurriedly gathered up the scattered middle and winter clothes.

Ning Yin let out a low laugh, raised her hand and sniffed the girly fragrance left on her knuckles, and brought it to her lips for a kiss.

In his own mansion, Yu Lingxi didn’t dare to indulge too much, and only sent Ning Yin out of the mansion before dark.

Ning Yin sat on the carriage, expressionless, his eyes dark enough to swallow no one.

For a person of his temperament, today is already a great forbearance.

“Tomorrow, this king will pick you up.”

Ning Yin dropped such a sentence, and regardless of Yu Yuan’s expression, he let the attendant drive away.

Yu Lingxi turned her head, looked at Yu Yuan cautiously, and said with a smile, “Dad, isn’t the daughter’s ability to choose her husband very powerful?”

The daughter smiled brightly, but Yu Yuan’s heart was as deep as the sea.

After a long while, he let out a long sigh, raised his hand and patted his daughter’s shoulder, and left without saying anything.

When Yu Lingxi returned to the room, the first thing she did was to close the doors and windows and take off her clothes. She stood with her back to the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror for changing clothes, and turned her head to read the love poems on her lower back.

But the angle was too tricky, so she had to pick up the dressing mirror and adjust the angle one after the other.

The slender waist curls like snow, and the ink-colored handwriting is faintly visible.

Yu Lingxi thought that Ning Yinding was writing some teasing words like “New Year’s Eve”, but after looking at the front and back mirrors for a long time, she only saw eight words:

【Everlasting years, Lingxi Yongle】

The seal next to the handwriting is not the bright red of the usual ink pad, but a faint dark red.

Yu Lingxi slowly put down the Linghua mirror, his clothes were half faded, and he stood in front of the mirror for a long time.

How to do? She raised her hand to cover her cheek.

Like, can’t wait for tomorrow.

…

Jingwangfu, Tangchi.

In the mist, the handsome man stood in the middle of the huge pool, exposing his slender upper body like a knife and axe, his black hair hanging down to his waist, and fine drops of water running along the collarbone, across the white scars on his chest, and flowing through the ravines of his waist and abdomen. , and eventually fell into the water.

“Your Highness, the witnesses have been arranged properly.”

The tall shadow of the broken halberd cast on the door, and dutifully reported the news, “It’s just the medical records of the Tai Hospital back then, but it’s hard to recover.”

Ning Yin closed his eyes and sighed: “Let the chess pieces from the Taiyuan Hospital run for a while. Whether the queen has given birth or not, you will know after a test.”

“My subordinate understands.”

Broken halberd said, “And the taste of red blood that His Highness entrusted to look for, has also been found.”

Seeing Ning Yin’s acquiescence, Zheji opened the hall door, holding the tray in both hands and said, “Do you want your subordinates to help?”

“No need.” Ning Yin raised his finger.

Zhe Ji put the tray on the table by the pool, clasped his fists and retreated.

Ning Yin opened his ink-colored eyes, stepped up the stone steps against the mist, grabbed the towel beside him and wiped his body.

There is a white jade box in the tray on the table, and through the transparent jade, the red dye contained in it can be faintly seen.

Ning Yin threw the half-wet towel aside, then picked up a silver needle in the tray and placed it on the candlestick’s fireworks indifferently.

He stared at the floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror for a long time, and pressed the red dye-stained silver needle to his chest.

One needle at a time, bright red writing was stabbed on the scar on the heart.

The dark red liquid condensed into beads, and it was unclear whether it was dye or blood.

An hour later, the bright red word “Lingxi” appeared faintly on his cold white and firm chest.

She is the kindness on the top of his heart, the name engraved on the scar.

On the soft couch was a piece of heart clothes stacked with Yuebai. Ning Yin picked it up and wiped away the blood oozing from his chest.

In this way, the traces of him and her will be forever fused together.

The candle flickered, Ning Yin was undressed, found a chair and folded his legs and sat down, looking at himself naked in the mirror.

At the beginning, when he just came out of the soup pool, the color of the tattoo was extremely bright red.

But after drying for a while, the word “Lingxi” gradually faded as the body temperature dropped, and finally merged with the skin color.

Ning Yin put the silver needle back into the tray with satisfaction, got up and grabbed a robe and put it on.

See you tomorrow, I hope Yu Yuan has figured it out, otherwise…

Ning Yin’s lips moved slightly, and she raised her hand to touch her heart.

[End of This Chapter]