Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 89

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When Yu Lingxi woke up, her waist was still sore.

Clothes and brochures were scattered on the ground in a mess, and it was rare for Ning Yin not to get up early.

Yu Lingxi lowered her eyes and took a closer look, the magnificent tattoo had faded away and turned into a cold white again.

She couldn’t help but stretch out her index finger, and as soon as she touched her heart, she was grabbed by Ning Yin’s hand, wrapping it in the palm of her hand.

“Want to see the seal?”

He opened his eyelashes, and there was a cheerful smile in his lacquer eyes.

Yu Lingxi moved her numb waist, and withdrew her fingers consciously, “No, no, I have to go to the temple today.”

Ning Yin was indifferent and said in a low voice, “This king wants to see Suishui’s seal.”

After saying that, he slowly lifted the quilt and leaned over to kiss him.

When the maid came in to clean up, Yu Lingxi didn’t even notice.

Fortunately, the palace servants in the palace are well-trained, and they will never read what they shouldn’t read, and never open their mouths if they shouldn’t ask. Only then did she get back a little bit of the cheekiness of the servants of Israel in her previous life. Remember m for a second. biqiudu. com

Not to mention that she is now a serious hostess, and she will gradually calm down.

At the time of Chen, Yu Lingxi finished dressing up, changed into a solemn coat, and the golden hairpin and flowers radiated radiance and beauty, and together with Ning Yin, drove to the Taimiao Temple to worship.

The forbidden army was responsible for escorting the road, while Yu Xinyi led a hundred horsemen to guard both sides of the chariot. Seeing that her younger sister was taken care of and obediently, her face was even more charming than before, this heroic female general showed a smile of approval in her eyes.

“Sister, how is Xue Cen?”

Before getting into the car, Yu Lingxi took the opportunity to meet her sister to ask a question.

“I vomited blood once this morning, but I didn’t die. Yu Huanchen and the imperial physician took turns to diagnose and treat him day and night.”

As soon as he mentioned this, Yu Xinyi was full of anger, “Those two fools took all the blame on themselves, and the killing and poisoning was done by him alone, and he wanted to die and apologize. The powerful Xue Erlang killed, who would believe it? At this time, he is still justifying the real murderer, I really don’t know what’s in his head.”

Yu Lingxi pressed the lip line.

She knew that since Xue Cen drank that glass of poisonous wine, he had no intention of living.

The murder of a wife’s hatred and the assassination of the prince are two different things. The former only needs one person to pay for his life, while the latter will bring disaster to the whole family.

Xue Cen wanted to use his own death to protect the Xue family. He always naively thought that there would be the best of both worlds in the world.

“Sui Sui’s little eyes are rolling, what are you thinking?”

The chariot sank, and Ning Yin, who was wearing a sandalwood robe, sat up.

Yu Lingxi returned to her senses, raised her eyes and smiled: “The sky is a little gloomy, I don’t know if it will rain.”

The clouds covered the sun, and the wind blew the bells of the chariots.

Ning Yin lifted his eyelids, and then hooked his lips: “Really? This king is watching, the sun is shining brightly.”

Yu Lingxi looked at the dark sky outside the palace wall, and said with a smile, “You coaxed me again, where is the sun?”

Ning Yin didn’t say anything, looked at her for a long time, then raised her finger and clicked her bright eyes from a distance.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, filled with broken light, as if the galaxy was turning.

Taimiao Zhuangmu, the rows of spiritual places are like mountains and forests, and the bright lights are like the sea, reflecting Ning Yin’s calm and indifferent face.

He didn’t show the slightest reverence for these things, and when he looked at the Spirit Card, he even sneered a little loosely.

If it wasn’t to announce to the world that Yu Lingxi was his wife, and to make Baiguan prostrate under her skirt, Ning Yin probably wouldn’t even bother to set foot here.

After a scene at the Taimiao Temple, the car set off for the palace.

According to the ritual system, after the ceremony in the temple, the princess must go to Changyang Palace to meet the emperor.

“The old emperor will enjoy it. The spring scenery of the Imperial Garden and Penglai Pond are good.”

Ning Yin said, “If there is nothing wrong with Suishui, you can go there for a walk. Changyang Palace doesn’t have to go there, it’s not clean.”

Ning Yin was the first person who dared to dislike the uncleanness of the emperor’s residence.

“Aren’t you in the palace?” Yu Lingxi asked hurriedly.

“So reluctant to be a husband?”

Ning Yin seemed to laugh very slowly, with an elegant and low voice, “Going to catch fish, I can only grieve Suishui for a while.”

That fish, of course, slipped through the net.

Is it Xue Song?

After thinking about it, Yu Lingxi hooked Ning Yin’s palm and said with a smile, “Husband, I’m going to tell you something, don’t be angry.”

Ning Yinyi looked over, his eyes were deep and calm.

Yu Lingxi always felt that Ning Yin definitely knew what she was going to say. These beautiful and cold eyes could always see through all thoughts.

“If possible, I want you to spare Xue Cen’s life.”

Her eyes were clear, but she spoke calmly.

Ning Yin raised his eyebrows and said without expression, “You should know that every year, I’m not a generous person.”

“Because I know it, I don’t want to have anything to do with it. But if Xue Cen did everything by dying, it will forever be in the memory. Maybe many years later, I will still remember the glass of poisonous wine he drank.”

Yu Lingxi took advantage of the cover of his sleeve robe, pinched his fingers and said, “I don’t want this.”

Between her and Ning Yin, no one needs to be perfect.

And the real murderer who took advantage of Xue Cen’s stupidity should not go unpunished.

Ning Yin clasped her fingertips backhand, neither saying yes or no.

“Is this golden bell nice?”

He asked an unrelated question.

Yu Lingxi was stunned for a while, and following his line of sight, two strings of fine golden bells under the canopy swayed gently with the movement of the car, making a pleasant sound.

She rolled her eyes and said softly, “It’s nice.”

Ning Yin had an unpredictable and serious look, and slowly narrowed his eyes, wondering what he was thinking about.

“I’ll pick you up before sunset,” he said before getting off the bus.

…

Ning Yin changed to a carriage and went to Dali Temple.

In the main hall dealing with official business, a man with dirty hands huddled in the corner, dumbly digging at the wooden man in his hands.

Prince An ranked third among the princes and was a complete fool.

Last year, the prince forced the palace, and King Jing used thunder to clear the imperial court. The emperor probably noticed something, so he named the fool and the three princes together and moved them to the palace outside the palace.

The third prince is also twenty-four or five years old, but he is still as delicate as a seventeen- to eighteen-year-old boy, with thin cheeks, and he looks a bit feminine.

With his clumsy appearance, he was suddenly “invited” to this unfamiliar place, looking rather timid and dazed, his fingernails were full of sawdust and blood dripped.

Ning Yin watched him play with the wooden man with interest, without the slightest anxiety.

“This king has received the new wedding gift from Brother Three Emperors.”

He said lightly, “Now, it’s time for this king to return the ceremony.”

“Who are you?” The third prince turned his head slightly as if he didn’t understand what he said.

His eyes were very dark, so black that they were almost dull, and the whole person showed the stupidity of a puppet clay figurine.

“The wooden figurine in your hand is not fun.”

Ning Yin tapped his knuckles, “This king will give you a moving one, how about it?”

He glanced up slightly, and a servant came up with a person.

It’s Xue Song.

He was tied to a stake, and he avoided the third prince and looked at Ning Yin angrily.

“You have the ability to kill me!” Xue Song angrily scolded.

“Kill? You’re not good enough.”

Ning Yin straightened his sleeves and robes, “This king’s newly married Yan’er is not suitable for seeing blood.”

“you……”

Soon, Xue Song couldn’t utter a complete sentence, and could only let out a painful roar.

Two quarters of an hour later, Xue Song’s hands and feet were all hanging down limply. Ning Yin raised his hand with the whip, and his hand was lifted softly. When he touched his leg, his leg swayed slightly, as if he could be manipulated to do whatever he wanted with a few silk threads.

“Do you like this doll?”

Ning Yin lost the whip and asked with satisfaction.

The third prince looked at Xue Song who looked like he was fished out of the water, stayed for a while, then murmured: “Hi… I like it.”

Ning Yin nodded: “There is a reason why Brother Three Emperors can live to the end. It’s a pity…”

He laughed, and raised his hand to the acupoint on the back of the third prince’s head: “Unfortunately, if you are a fool all your life, you can live for a long time.”

“what are you doing?”

Xue Song opened his eyes wide, and roared with red eyes, “Let him go!”

Memories flashed across his mind, Xue Song recalled the years when he was a child, and all the humiliation and the long conversations all night.

He was unknown in the Xue family and lived in the shadows. The Lord is the only one who believes in his ability and will put his life on the line.

For this trust, he can sacrifice everything.

But now, he can only watch the weak figure softly fall to the ground, his eyes gradually turning into a hollow and blank like a wooden man.

“Ah! Ah!”

The cry of despair resounded through the hall, and then stopped abruptly at a certain moment, returning to peace.

Ning Yin took the handkerchief handed by the attendant and took a trip to the prison.

Probably because of Yu Huanchen’s greetings, Xue Cen was not treated harshly. He had a separate room, which was clean and tidy, and had everything to eat, food and clothing.

Seeing Ning Yin walking out of the darkness, a trace of surprise flashed across Xue Cen’s sick face, and he was quickly relieved.

“There is no need for trial, I have confessed, and everything is done by myself.”

He sat against the wall with his eyes closed, his lips showing an eerie red, “Beheading or waiting for my poison to die, please listen to your honor.”

Ning Yin looked at Xue Cen’s embarrassment for a long time, as if observing some strange thing in the world.

Then he came to the conclusion: “You have no brain, but you have a thick skin.”

Xue Cen was choking with anger, and a humiliating red appeared on his pale face.

Ning Yin rushed to pick up Yu Lingxi and had no time to talk nonsense. He took out the last Baijie Pill left by Yaolang and ordered someone to force it into Xue Cen.

“You feed me… uuuuuuu!”

Xue Cen couldn’t resist, his eyes were red from choking, and he knelt on the ground with his throat covered with tears in his eyes.

There is currently no antidote for ‘Hundred Flowers Kill’, and this pill can only suppress the poison, barely leaving him alive.

Ning Yin snorted leisurely and walked out of the prison slowly. The darkness faded from his flawless face inch by inch, and a faint smile appeared in his half-squinted eyes.

Death is the release of the weak, and some sins are only meaningful when they are alive.

So from the beginning, he didn’t plan to let Xue Cen die.

Suishui underestimated him, and even asked for such a trivial matter.

“His Royal Highness, where are we going next?” The attendant asked for instructions at the door of Dali Temple.

Ning Yin glanced at the sky, it was still early.

He thought for a while, then Fang said, “Go to the market gold shop.”

I want to hear the bell ringing every year.

…

Just after You Shi, Ning Yin really came to pick up Yu Lingxi.

After walking for a long time, Yu Lingxi was so tired that she leaned on the couch as soon as she returned to the house.

“Squeamish.”

Ning Yin said so, but in the end she sat on the edge of the couch with her robe up, put one of her legs on her knee, lifted the skirt, held the delicate and well-proportioned flesh and blood, and kneaded it gently.

The man’s palm pressed against the calf, and the heat spread along the close skin. Yu Lingxi tilted her toes in dissatisfaction, and said, “It’s not because of you last night…”

Ning Yin increased her strength and asked deliberately, “What was last night?”

As soon as he moved, there was a subtle tingling sound from his sleeve, like a cicada chirping, and it was clearer than the cicada chirping.

Yu Lingxi hated him, and the warm light of the gauze lamp reflected on the flower tins on his forehead, which was extremely bright.

Thinking of something, she looked down and followed Ning Yin’s long and slender hand on his spotless sleeve robe, without seeing any bloodstains.

“Has the matter of the Xue family been handled smoothly?” Yu Lingxi asked as she braced herself.

Ning Yin seemed to see through her thoughts and gave a loose smile: “Within seven days of marriage with Suishui, this king will not kill anyone.”

As for the one who seeks death, that’s irrelevant.

Yu Lingxi said “Oh” and said thoughtfully, “Then Xue Cen is still alive… um!”

Ning Yin squeezed her inner thighs neither lightly nor severely, and said displeasedly, “If you talk about other men at this time, you should be punished.”

Yu Lingxi raised her gorgeous eyes, not being fooled.

When the little madman is really angry, he won’t show it.

Sure enough, Ning Yin’s hand continued to go up, Yu Lingxi immediately softened his eyes, and pressed his knees against his arm.

Ding bell, there was a faint sound like a cicada but not a cicada from his sleeve.

Yu Lingxi hurriedly changed the subject: “There is something calling on you.”

Ning Yin was unmoved.

The figure was shrouded, and Yu Lingxi’s body was tensed, and he said briefly, “There is really a voice.”

Ning Yin withdrew his hand and took out a square brocade box from his sleeve.

When I opened it, I saw two golden bells strung on a red rope.

The bell is about the size of a longan, and it is very delicately made, with delicate embossed patterns. Ning Yin shook the bell, and immediately made a crisp sound like a cicada but not a cicada.

“Forget that.”

Ning Yin held the sole of Yu Lingxi’s foot that he wanted to retract, and tied the red rope decorated with golden bells to Yu Lingxi’s ankle.

The red ropes are bright and the golden bells are dazzling, making her white skin look like a cream, extremely beautiful.

But soon, Yu Lingxi discovered that the sound of the golden bells was lower than the ordinary ones. The slightest movement was like a cicada buzzing, and the ankles were itchy.

“Sui Sui said he liked the sound of bells, so I made a pair for Suishui. It was meant to be bitten in the mouth, but unfortunately the copper tongue inside has not been properly installed…”

Ning Yin raised her finger and rang the bell, and saw her trembling as she wished, and blinked, “Do you still like it?”

Yu Lingxi bit her lip and was speechless.

The golden bell rang for half the night. It turned out that the little madman asked her if Jin Ling’s voice sounded good during the day, but he was planning this.

[End of This Chapter]