Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 87

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“I remember when I was a child, Achen and I used to go boating here and have fun, talking about the world.”

Xue Cen looked at the jagged and dry lotus that had not yet sprouted on the water, as if recalling the distant past, “At that time, the second girl was not in good health, so she watched from a distance in this water pavilion.”

Yu Lingxi thought that Xue Cen would be somewhat resentful, or be as arrogant and cynical as the last time they met in the previous life.

Unexpectedly, he was calm, almost sad.

“When I was ten years old in the autumn, I saw you punting through lotus leaves. I was envious and clamoring to eat lotus pods. But how could there be lotus pods at that time? Brothers and sisters all lied about it, and only you reached out to pick them.”

Yu Lingxi stood at a distance of half a zhang and said softly, “Unexpectedly, he slipped and fell into the pool, leaving behind the root cause of fear of water.”

Xue Cen smiled: “The most joyful childhood, the youth does not care about separation.”

He chose this time to come, it should not be as simple as reminiscing about the old days.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes fell on the pair of dragon and phoenix glass wine glasses.

“This pot contains the ‘Hundred Years of Harmony’ that has been buried for ten years. It was originally used for drinking and drinking wine. I can’t use it now, so I might as well give it to the two girls.”

Xue Cen’s eyes fell on which unopened wine, his Adam’s apple rolled several times, Fang Wen said, “I…can I have a drink with the second girl as a treat?” https://m.biqiudu.com Pen Interest Court

Yu Lingxi asked, “A farewell visit?”

Xue Cen turned his eyes away in a hurry, and said bitterly, “Tomorrow, the second girl will be out for the wedding banquet, so I won’t come to disturb the happiness.”

He made a “please” gesture.

Yu Lingxi took his seat and ordered the maid to fetch new tea and food. When I looked back again, I saw that the little servant brought by Xue Cen moved forward and opened the altar for the ‘100 Years’ that had been treasured for ten years.

Xue Cen took the glass and poured two glasses of wine himself, Yu Lingxi had no choice but to swallow the unspoken words.

The amber-gold wine in the cup rippled slightly, reflecting her clear eyes.

…

By the side of Qujiang Pool, there was a soft sound of ding dong ding dong in the secluded courtyard.

“Lord, rest assured, I have ordered people to improve the medicinal properties of ‘Hundred Flowers Kill’ to make it more toxic, and the attack can be extended for a day to ensure that nothing goes wrong.”

Xue Song closed the hall door and said to the shadow behind the screen, “My brother-in-law has brought this medicine into the Yu residence, and tomorrow will be when King Jing will die suddenly.”

Behind the screen, the sound of the rattle came crisply.

The slightly hoarse voice sounded: “I am ashamed that I have been reduced to relying on a woman to complete the great cause.”

“The Lord is benevolent, but it’s a big event that doesn’t stick to trifles.”

Xue Song said, “Prince Jing’s mansion is impregnable, and its people are sinister and deceitful. We can only start from the weak point of Yu mansion.”

The person behind the screen put down the rattle, got up and said, “This medicine has no antidote. I heard that my brother tasted a glass of wine as a test before going out. Will it endanger his life?”

“Although my brother-in-law is simple, he will not obey the minister’s words. He must taste the wine first to make sure it is not poisonous before agreeing to meet Yu Lingxi with peace of mind.”

Xue Song’s brows were gloomy, and he said, “Don’t worry, Lord, that poison, this minister did not put it in the wine at all.”

“Oh?”

“The minister smeared the poison of ‘Hundred Flowers Kill’ into the mouth of the glass cup. As long as Yu Lingxi holds the cup and drinks, even if it is just a light sip, it will definitely be poisoned.”

“How do you know that your younger brother will definitely give the poisonous cup to Miss Yu?”

The person behind the screen sighed, “Xue Erlang is full of infatuation, and it can’t be eliminated in three or two months. What if he can’t do it?”

Xue Song seemed to have expected this for a long time, nodding and saying: “The Lord is right, A Cen has a pure and pure nature, he will definitely not be able to do it.”

After a moment of stagnation behind the screen, the man asked, “Then why let him…”

“It is because of knowing that the minister told A Cen that he must give the phoenix cup to Yu Lingxi and let him hold the dragon cup himself.”

Xue Song was silent for a while, then said coldly, “A Cen has doubts in his heart, so he must steal the cup and take it on behalf of Yu Lingxi.”

He never believed in his brother, who was like a blank piece of paper. All he believed in was his control over people’s hearts.

So the poison was actually smeared in the dragon cup.

Yufu, waterside.

Xue Cen breathed tightly, and said briefly, “Wait.”

Yu Lingxi retracted her hand and looked at him with a little doubt.

“Second girl likes spicy food, this wine has a milder taste.”

Xue Cen stretched out his hand to touch the small silk bag hanging around his waist. He was probably absent-minded, and it took a long time to untie the small silk bag.

Xue Cen smiled apologetically, took two peppercorns from the bag and placed them in the glass wine glass in front of him.

Yu Lingxi was stunned. For so many years, Xue Cen has been carrying her favorite things with her.

However, since he is going to part ways today, is his move too intimate and redundant?

Just thinking about it, Xue Cen pushed the glass cup with the dragon pattern in front of her and smiled: “Second girl, please.”

He took the lead in holding up his phoenix cup, and solemnly said, “This cup, respect the past two little ones.”

After saying that, he paused, raised his head and drank.

Xue Cen has always been upright and restrained, never drinking too much.

He stopped Yu Lingxi who wanted to persuade him, poured another cup and said, “This cup is for the future spring breeze.”

Yu Lingxi always felt that there was too much hidden in his eyes at this moment, as if it was about to overflow.

She suppressed the hesitation in her heart, held up the dragon-patterned glass cup in front of her without changing her face, and moved away from Xue Cen.

The servant was holding the jug, and his eyes fell on the rim of Yu Lingxi’s cup slowly approaching his lips without blinking.

Yu Lingxi pursed her lips imperceptibly, and the ripples of the wine reflected in her eyes.

The moment the cup was about to touch her lips, Yu Lingxi paused slightly.

Then Xue Cen suddenly reached out, took the glass of wine from her hand, and swallowed it.

Yu Lingxi couldn’t stop it, and the little servant was frozen in place.

Taking advantage of the fact that the servant who was supervising him didn’t respond, Xue Cenhong hissed: “The wine is poisonous, don’t touch it!”

In an instant, the little servant came back to his senses.

Knowing the bad things, he turned around and wanted to run, but was knocked to the ground by Yu Huanchen who rushed over.

This little servant was very skilled, he got up with a slack, quickly stepped on the rockery to climb up the fence, and fled outside.

Yu Huanchen wanted to chase, and was worried about the situation in the waterside pavilion. He hesitated for a moment, but still handed the pursuit task to Qing Xiao and other attendants, and strode towards Xue Cen.

“Put away the glass cups on the ground and call the imperial doctor! Go!”

Thinking of something, the surprise in Yu Lingxi’s eyes gradually turned into horror, and he took a step forward: “Is there a ‘Hundred Flowers Kill’ in my glass of wine? Spit it out!”

“It’s too late.” Xue Cen just shook his head gently.

Since A-Brother deliberately used Yu Lingxi and King Jing’s marriage to repeatedly stimulate him, he had doubts, and the desperation of being betrayed by his close relatives broke his remaining hopes.

He had no other way, instead of having someone else deal with Yu Lingxi, he might as well take a risk on his own.

The corners of Xue Cen’s eyes were slightly red, and he held up a gentle smile: “If this is not the case, I have no chance to tell you the news.”

Yu Lingxi was speechless for a moment.

As a former fiancé, Xue Cen’s visit this time was a bit abrupt.

In a previous life, Yu Lingxi might have nothing to guard against.

She agreed to meet, just thinking that if the Xue family used Xue Cen’s hand to kill her and Ning Yin, as in her previous life, she would be able to take advantage of the situation and grab Xue Song’s use of “hundred flowers” to kill dissidents.

But she didn’t expect that Xue Cen would be stupid enough to swallow that glass of poisoned wine.

Xue Cen, who Yu Lingxi was supported by Yu Huanchen, barely kept his composure: “Brother, induce him to vomit.”

“Azen, spit it out!”

Yu Huanchen’s face was stern, and he stretched out his fingers and pressed Xue Cen’s abdominal acupoints to induce vomiting, but it was too late.

No one knows better than Yu Lingxi how ruthless Baihua Kill’s medicinal properties are.

“No…don’t mind me.”

Xue Cen grabbed Yu Huanchen’s hand, looked up at Yu Lingxi, and hurriedly said, “They made preparations with both hands, and buried assassins among the wedding banquet guests, trying to assassinate King Jing! This time I failed, and I was shocked by the grass. Their assassination plan It will definitely be in advance… go and help him, go quickly.”

Xue Cen’s brows and eyes were still warm, but he was a little more calm and determined.

Yu Lingxi took a step back, asked his brother to deal with the matter in front of him with his eyes, and then quickly turned around and ran away.

The setting sun gathered the last rays of light, and Xue Cen’s reddish eyes were filled with tranquility.

“fortunately……”

Fortunately, this time, he was not too late.

…

The carriage came out of Prince Jing’s mansion and headed towards Yongle Gate.

The incense spread on the table, Ning Yin put his fingers against his forehead and closed his eyes for a nap, the drooping eyelashes cast a circle of shadows under the eyelashes.

He rarely dreamed, but in the past two days he dreamed repeatedly that he was walking in a long dark secret road that seemed to never end.

But this time, he hit the finish line.

Like a door, push it open, and a faint blue light comes oncoming.

It was a narrow compartment, and the firefly blue light emanated from the ice bed in the compartment. And in the center of that blue light, a beauty with black hair and red lips lay quietly.

“Lingxiong.”

Ning Yin looked at the sleeping beauty on the ice bed, and reached out to touch the corners of her stiff mouth, but only met a piece of ice.

Heart aches suddenly.

Sensing something, the grey falcons on the eaves suddenly flew, and the sharp falcons pierced the night sky with the piercing cold sound.

Ning Yin opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head slightly, and Sen Han’s blade stabbed in the face.

The cold light reflected in his eyes, and it was frosty.

For a moment, there was a creepy and crisp sound from the stabbing Yibin arm, and then the blade that stabbed into the carriage flew out and penetrated his throat.

There was still disbelief in the assassin’s eyes, like a rag doll, swaying and nailed to the wall of the square, a blood flower bloomed.

“Finally hooked.”

Shen Feng, who was hiding in the dark, heaved a sigh of relief, and bent his elbow against the broken halberd on his side, “Why didn’t Your Highness deal with these assassins in the palace, but have to work hard to bring them here.”

Zhe Ji glanced at the swords and swords in the alley, and only said one sentence: “Because the palace is getting married tomorrow.”

His Highness will never allow these trash fish to stain the bricks and tiles of the palace, and he wants to marry the second girl Yu cleanly.

“superior.”

Broken Halberd took out the heavy sword he was carrying with his backhand, and rushed out at the right moment.

The peach blossoms on the wall are in full bloom, a pink glow.

The breeze moved lightly, the shadow of the moon was sparse, and the peach blossoms fluttered and fell to the ground, dyed into an eerie bright red by the gurgling stickiness.

Ning Yin frowned, wiped off the blood stains on his hands with disgust, and looked at the assassin who had broken limbs in the corner.

This was the only one alive among the ten top assassins, but it was almost dead.

The assassin slumped in the corpse like a broken puppet, bleeding from his nose and mouth, but still laughed wildly.

“Death is imminent, what are you arrogant about?”

Shen Feng muttered and walked forward, “Hey, what are you laughing at? Is there any trick?”

The assassin hooted twice, and then suddenly spewed out a bloody arrow.

Blood spattered, and some image flashed across Ning Yin’s mind.

On the shark couch, someone spurted out a mouthful of black blood, staining his snow-colored shirt.

Years old.

When his heart hurt, he staggered a step.

“Your Highness!”

Zhe Ji subconsciously wanted to help him.

However, Ning Yin stabilized her body and suppressed the sweetness in her throat.

Guessing what, he went straight past the attendant, and when he turned on his horse, the short blade in his hand stabbed into the hip of the horse, and galloped towards the Yufu with a bloody body.

“I had a dream.”

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

Is it a dream?

If it was just a dream, why would his heart hurt so much.

If it weren’t for a dream…

The horses were foaming and neighing, and people stood up. Ning Yin saw Yu Lingxi, who was leading a team of guards to go out.

The two stared at each other at a distance of several meters, silent for a while.

“Ning Yin!”

Seeing him appear in front of him unharmed, Yu Lingxi’s eyes lit up and he breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, her heart lifted again.

Because Ning Yin’s face was really bad, his cheeks were almost pale in the dark night, blood was splashed on his jaw, his eyes were sunken, he had never been cold and heavy in his life.

His eyes were so black with dark red, Yu Lingxi couldn’t see what the feelings were surging in his eyes for a while.

She trotted over worriedly, raised her head and said, “Are you alright? I just heard that the Xue family bribed the assassin…”

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Yin had already turned over and dismounted, and a tall figure covered her whole inside.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Yu Lingxi’s face for a long time, then raised his clean fingers, as if confirming something, and touched the corner of her mouth lightly.

“Ning Yin?” Yu Lingxi was puzzled.

However, Ning Yin laughed in a low voice, and the blood-stained smile was frantic.

“It’s warm.”

He stroked Yu Lingxi’s cheek with a satisfied expression.

“Ning Yin.”

Yu Lingxi took advantage of the situation to hold his fingers, allowing him to feel his body temperature more intuitively, and asked gently, “What’s wrong with you?”

The shadow of the lamp under the wall swayed, and Ning Yin’s eyes swallowed the light.

“I dreamed that you were lying on the ice bed in the dark room. You couldn’t laugh or speak. I touched your cheek, but it was only stiff and cold.”

Ning Yin’s voice has always been low and pleasant, elegant and paranoid, “How can I become like that at my age.”

Yu Lingxi’s heart tightened, as if someone had punched her hard, and she felt pain.

[End of This Chapter]