Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 88

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Ning Yin and Yu Lingxi are different.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was because of the Xue family’s repeated use of old skills that he was prompted to dream of fragments of his previous life.

This is incredible.

But after all kinds of rebirth, the most incredible thing is just a reunion after a long absence.

Yu Lingxi has a lot to say, she has traveled too far with this secret alone, and never had the opportunity to talk to her heart’s content.

But the words came to his mouth, but only turned into a chuckle.

“It was just a nightmare.”

She took Ning Yin’s cool palm to the corner where no one was there, and repeated gently, “It’s just a dream, Ning Yin.”

The fragrance of flowers rose and fell in the night wind, Yu Lingxi’s eyelashes were a little wet, but her smile was warm and bright.

“It was a heinous dream.”

Ning Yin’s eyes fell on Yu Lingxi’s light red eyes, and after a while, he said softly, “Punish me, let me hurt a little.” biqiudu. com

It seems that only the pain she bestows can overcome the pain in the apex of her heart when she wakes up from a dream.

What should Yu Lingxi punish him for?

Tell him that he died on his couch in a previous life, and then watch him go mad and self-abuse?

It’s hard to get to this point, the wedding is imminent, it’s time to taste the sweetness.

So she stood on tiptoe and pulled down Ning Yin’s neck, two shadows on the wall, one high and the other low, overlapped with each other, and her breath was entangled.

She closed her eyes and touched Ning Yin’s lips with difficulty.

His lips were so cold, without the warmth of a living person. Yu Lingxi pressed it tighter, and carefully held his upper lip, absorbing the softest warmth.

Ning Yin opened her eyes and almost kissed back suddenly.

His lacquered eyes were filled with a wispy smile, which was sparkling, but his lips were so savage as to be suffocating.

The guards were still waiting in the distance, Yu Lingxi blushed and pressed her back against the rough wall, so uncomfortable she wanted to push him subconsciously.

But his arms were so tight, his knuckles were white, and Yu Lingxi’s hand was lifted in mid-air, and finally he had to gently lower it, just like he used to stroke a cat, and instead stroked his back.

The fragrance of flowers, accompanied by the beauty of blood, blooms on this quiet spring night.

After an unknown amount of time, Ning Yin gradually calmed down, lowered her eyelids, and gently bit her lower lip.

Yu Lingxi held his arm tightly, breathing so fast that she could hardly utter a complete sentence: “Is it better, little lunatic?”

Ning Yin stroked her cheek, except for the lust in her eyes, her complexion had returned to normal.

“Look, nightmares always wake up.”

She hugged Ning Yin’s waist, her voice softer than Er Yue’s wind, “We still have many tomorrows.”

After a long time, Ning Yin replied slowly, “Well, every day I change the pain method. Even if I die, it will be on Suishui’s body.”

very good.

Yu Lingxi can only comfort herself with red ears: when she is in the mood to act crazy, it seems that she has returned to normal.

When the little madman returned to normal, it was when the Xue family and the people behind him were destroyed.

In the dead of night, the Yu Mansion was still lit like day, bustling with traffic.

When Yu Lingxi returned to the flower hall, she saw Mrs. Yu and Su Wan personally supervising the servants to prepare the arrangement of the makeup tea tomorrow, and they were very busy.

“It’s getting late at night, sister-in-law, go and rest. You still have one in your belly.”

Yu Lingxi pulled Su Wan aside and sat down, not allowing her to run around again. As soon as he turned around, he saw Yu Huanchen striding over.

“On his side, everything has been resolved?” The “he” in Yu Huanchen’s mouth was naturally Ning Yin.

Yu Lingxi made a “hmm” and said with a smile, “He was already prepared, so he had a false alarm.”

“Where’s Xue Cen?” she asked again.

“It was extremely difficult to detect the poison, so I had to send the evidence to Dali Temple.”

Yu Huanchen frowned slightly, folded his arms and said, “However, I have given him medicine to induce vomiting in time, and the Taiyuan Hospital is consulting at Dali Temple. If the poison in Xue Cen’s poison is really ‘a hundred flowers kill’, how much is the poison and how many days can he live? Unknown.”

Su Wan glanced at the silent Yu Lingxi, and quietly pulled on the cuff of Ralph Jun.

Yu Huanchen also reacted, the younger sister is about to get married, so it is not suitable to talk about these topics.

Yu Lingxi was still thinking about it, and after thinking about it, he said, “There may be a medicine man who has a way, but now that he is not in Beijing, I don’t know if he can make it in time.”

“Okay, my brother will deal with it.”

Yu Huanchen pressed his sister’s hair, lowered his head and smiled, “What I have to do now is to get a good night’s sleep and wait for tomorrow’s court ceremony.”

Yu Lingxi also laughed, and said with her moist eyes, “Brother, this life is really good.”

February eighteenth.

Good luck, get married.

On Pingdan, the roosters croak, the fish belly is white on the horizon, and the ceremony of leaving the pavilion arrives as scheduled.

As soon as it was dawn, Yu Lingxi stayed in the bed to wash up, bathe and change clothes.

King Jing’s mansion sent a number of skilled grooming maids, from washing hair to manicure, bun to putting on makeup, they all performed their duties, and they did not dress up until near noon.

Yu Lingxi looked at herself in the bronze mirror, the phoenix crown was bright, the red dress was gold, the gold and jade bracelets on her wrists were clinking, and the black sideburns lining the snow-skinned red lips, she was almost unfamiliar.

No matter how many times I made mental preparations, when I saw myself wearing a bright red wedding dress waiting for my sweetheart to welcome her, I was still full of emotions and couldn’t stop.

This time, I really want to get married.

Yu Lingxi had mixed feelings, and blinked, but the corners of her mouth turned upward without hesitation.

At the auspicious hour of dusk, the wedding team from Prince Jing’s mansion arrived on time.

Ning Yin did not have any relatives and friends to act as bridesmaids, and he personally brought people to greet the relatives.

According to the etiquette system, there was originally a process of blocking the door and urging makeup, but because Ning Yin’s identity was too majestic and prominent, the guests’ fear of him was almost engraved in their bones, and no one dared to stop kissing.

Yu Lingxi held a fan in hand, and stepped on Yu Huanchen’s arm step by step across the red carpet. The years of two lifetimes were intertwined at this moment, and they were complete.

In the hazy vision, the setting sun was shining, and she saw Ning Yin who drove straight into the door.

Across the phoenix crown dangling in front of the bead, it can be seen that His Royal Highness King Jing is dressed in a Gon-mian auspicious attire.

Behind him, the colorful ribbons were flying, the canopy was shining brightly, and Wu Yayue knelt down in an endless stream of people from the Welcome Palace.

But his eyes were always looking at her, revealing a relaxed joy.

“After getting married, you don’t have to endure the grievances.”

Before handing over his younger sister to King Jing, Yu Huanchen whispered with a cover of joy, “Remember, the Yu family will always be behind you.”

Yu Lingxi’s eyes were sore, and she bowed deeply in the direction of her parents. Then she turned around and put her fingertips on Ning Yin’s outstretched palm.

Men’s phalanges are slender and strong, giving people the strength of stability.

After the ceremony of welcoming relatives and canonization, Chengyu car entered the palace to meet the emperor.

But the empress was dismissed because of the crime, and the emperor suffered a stroke, so Ning Yin sent Yu Lingxi to the palace directly. People from the Ministry of Rites and Guanglu Temple turned a blind eye, and none of them dared to speak up.

Although many lengthy procedures have been simplified due to Ning Yin’s ruthlessness, they still struggled until the evening.

Ning Yin had no relatives or friends, so the Jing Palace was not as noisy as the Yu Palace. Some were just full of fire, trees and silver flowers, and the lanterns were decorated with festive lights.

“Miss… No, wangfei niangniang.”

Walnut, who came to serve together, held two long sandalwood boxes and asked for instructions, “Where do you keep these two things?”

Inside the box were the red brushes and hairpins that Ning Yin had given him.

Originally, I wanted to bring the glossy tabby cat along, but she had a rash when she touched it, so she had to give up.

Yu Lingxi ate two mouthfuls of porridge and thought for a while, “Put it on the table and clean it up later.”

Hu Tao Cuisheng said “Hey”, but couldn’t help but babble: “The slaves heard from the Ministry of Rites that the rules for King Jing to marry you this time are better than that of the East Palace marrying the crown prince. It is really rare in the capital for a hundred years. , a grand event.”

Speaking of this, the walnut was a little sighed.

Who would have thought that the “beggar” who was scarred like a wild dog back then would become the powerful and powerful His Royal Highness King Jing?

While chatting, Ning Yin stepped on the lamp shadow and pushed in the door.

Hu Tao hurriedly handed the but fan to Yu Lingxi, followed by the other attendants bowing their heads and bowing, not daring to make a sound.

Ning Yin changed into a dark red uniform, with a jade crown and jade belt, which made his face look handsome and unpretentious. Yu Lingxi has never seen a man like Ning Yin. He has seen it thousands of times in his two lifetimes. If we meet again in another scene, he will still be amazed by him.

He walked up to Yu Lingxi as if no one else was there, stretched out his hand and took off the fan in her hand, raised his finger and lifted the bead on her forehead behind her ear, and looked at it for a long time.

Being so close, Yu Lingxi could even see his little self reflected in his eyes.

Bright red, like two flames jumping in his dark eyes.

“It’s beautiful.” He concluded slowly.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes flickered with shreds of light, and she whispered, “It’s not time yet, why don’t you go to the dinner party?”

“A group of trash fish is also worthy of being entertained by this king?”

Ning Yin simply sat down in the chair opposite, admiring the beautiful bride.

The master of ceremonies, the maid in charge of the palace, is a very personal person. Seeing that King Jing was impatient, he immediately held out the Heshu wine tied with a red rope, and said respectfully, “Please drink the Heshu wine with your Royal Highness and the concubine.

The Naheji wine was packed in a gourd, a big bowl, Yu Lingxi took a sip and started to heat up.

Ning Yin didn’t show his face, no matter how much he drank, he still had a cold and white face, but the end of his eyes was slightly red, which made him look a little more glamorous.

The two exchanged gourds and drank the other’s remaining half glass of wine.

Ning Yin’s dark eyes looked at Yu Lingxi, and with a smile, she deliberately pressed her lips to drink at the lip stain she left on the rim of the cup.

“…”

Suddenly, Yu Lingxi took a sip of wine and almost choked.

The sip of wine was not drunk, at least half of it was caught between Ning Yin’s lips and tongue.

Yu Lingxi’s body was hot and her cheeks were blushing. She didn’t know whether it was because of the rush of alcohol or because of the drunken kiss with the fragrance of wine.

The palace maids were gone, and no one was bold enough to come to the bridal chamber of King Jing.

In the huge bedroom, only the intertwined breathing of each other could be heard.

The makeup was soaked in sweat and felt a little uncomfortable. Yu Lingxi stroked the phoenix crown and bead that was scattered around her temples, and whispered, “I haven’t showered and changed, so I’ll go to remove my makeup first.”

After speaking, he pushed Ning Yin away with his remaining rationality, and turned behind the screen in a flash.

After removing the phoenix crown and bun, washing off the powder, Yu Lingxi let loose her long hair, raised her hand and patted her wet and delicate cheeks to refresh herself.

After thinking about it, she also widened her wedding dress, and walked out of the screen in a daze in only a crimson middle and skirt.

Ning Yin had already loosened his robe and belt, and was wearing a loose robe of the same color, leaning on the couch and flipping through something.

His posture was relaxed and elegant, without raising his eyes, he patted the position beside him and called, “Come here.”

Seeing him flip through it so seriously, Yu Lingxi aroused curiosity.

She raised her skirt and sat beside him, propped on the edge of the couch, and asked curiously, “What are you looking at? Recognize this…”

Before he finished speaking, he was taken aback by the picture of white flowers and big lala on the booklet.

According to the tradition in Beijing, when a woman gets married, there will be a fire avoidance map in the dowry at the bottom of the box, for the purpose of knowing things.

Ning Yin actually took this object out, and she still sees it like this…

Such a face does not change.

“The raw rice has already been cooked, how many pictures are you afraid of?”

Ning Yin looked at Yu Lingxi who pretended to be calm, laughed, bit her blushing ears and said, “Tonight’s newlywed Yan’er, the oldest, come pick a few pages.”

Yu Lingxi was stunned for a while, before he understood what he meant by “pick a few pages”.

She wouldn’t obediently jump into the trap and wanted to look away, but Ning Yin gently pinched her chin, gently but firmly letting her learn to choose.

“This, or this?”

He turned the page, then shook his head to himself and said, “This is not good, the swing is so swaying, it is easy to hurt Suishui.”

Enough!

Yu Lingxi’s face was red and her ears were red, she simply pulled down the front of his shirt and sealed his lips.

The booklet fell on the ground, and the bright candles lit up the gentle night.

…

Yu Lingxi always felt that Ning Yin’s complexion was so cold that it was almost pale, and it was very suitable for red.

But when his eyes swayed, Yu Lingxi watched the tattoo on his heart emerge, from light pale to blood-like crimson, his heart shuddered.

It turned out that this was the seal Ning Yin carved for her.

her own stamp.

The hot air in the soup pool smashed a pool of shadows.

Yu Lingxi’s eyelashes were moist, leaning on Ning Yin’s arms, she stretched out her slender fingers to trace the bright and unfading word “Lingxi” in Ning Yin’s heart, and asked in a hoarse voice, “When did you stab it?”

“After cooking for the first time, I didn’t use the guise of others.”

For a lunatic, the seal carved by dead jade is not as beautiful as “living jade”, so Ning Yin engraved her name on the scar on her heart.

He took Yu Lingxi’s hand, led her to touch the bright red, and said with a low smile, “Do you like it?”

What can Yu Lingxi say?

I like him to the point of soreness in my heart, for a long time.

“Does it hurt?”

She pressed her cheek to his wet chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

Ning Yin embraced her slender waist and raised her lips.

Does it hurt? Can not remember.

He only remembered the unparalleled excitement when everything about Yu Lingxi was branded on him.

“Next time, give me a stab too.”

Yu Lingxi hummed, “It will hurt together.”

A rose petal floated up and down along the water, sticking to her chest, and it was a little itchy.

She stretched out her hand to take it off, but Ning Yin grabbed her wrist.

He looked at it carefully for a long time, then Fang lowered his eyes and bowed his head, gently taking away the fragrant flower with his teeth.

Yu Lingxi trembled all over, raised his head, and saw the bright red petals between his pale thin lips, beautiful and unparalleled.

How could he let Yu Lingxi suffer?

Ning Yin stretched out the tip of her tongue and rolled the petals into her mouth, chewing slowly.

He squinted his eyes and said, “Next time, use red blood to paint a flower on the snow on Suishui’s chest. It will have the same effect.”

[End of This Chapter]