Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 91

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With the streamer covering his eyes, Yu Lingxi’s eyes were filled with blurry whiteness, and all his senses were magnified infinitely.

“what’s wrong?”

The red lips pursed slightly, and she groped to touch Ning Yin’s cheek.

His face was still a little cold, but his lips were dyed with heat, and he lightly pecked her wet eyelashes through the streamer.

“Enough, enough, where does so much energy come from?”

Yu Lingxi held down his tossing hand and said softly.

After all, he finally pushed Ning Yin back to the couch.

Before she could catch her breath, her waist tightened, and she was pushed into the firm arms.

Then the streamer in front of him loosened, and the light poured in. Yu Lingxi opened his eyelashes slightly uncomfortably and focused his eyes. Ning Yin’s eyes that were close at hand had a heart-warming darkness.

Yu Lingxi was stunned, and couldn’t help thinking about what Ning Yin saw when she opened her eyes when she was in the secret room under the Jinyun Temple last year, was it as dazzling as what she saw now?

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Ning Yin put on a faint smile, stretched out her fingers and pressed the end of her eyes.

After a lot of tossing, the coldness all over the body dissipated a lot.

“nice.”

Yu Lingxi nodded honestly, with a smile at the end of her eyes, “Two lifetimes are not enough.”

“If you have a lifetime, you will start thinking about the next life.”

Ning Yin looked like an understatement, but the light red marks on his chest seemed to betray his excitement at the moment.

“You’ve been busy all night, let’s sleep.”

Yu Lingxi touched the dark color under his eyelids with his fingertips, and then picked up the apricot-white streamer beside the pillow and gently covered it in front of Ning Yin’s eyes, “I’ll accompany you.”

Under the streamer, his eyelashes moved, and he finally compromised, closing his eyes very slowly.

When his breathing became longer, Yu Lingxi carefully adjusted his posture and looked up at his quiet sleeping face.

The gentle streamer covered his indifferent eyes with a strong sense of oppression, his nose and thin lips were straight, and the whole person showed a quiet and harmless obedience.

Yu Lingxi cocked the corners of her mouth.

“Rest.” The little madman.

…

Ning Yin didn’t sleep for long.

When Yu Lingxi woke up from a nap, he was able to issue orders to the people under his command in high spirits.

Monitoring the comings and goings of messengers, Yu Lingxi estimated the time and guessed what happened in the palace.

Sure enough, just after dinner at night, I heard the death knell ringing in the palace, and mourning resounded throughout the imperial city.

The old emperor died.

In an indescribably embarrassing way, he died on the dragon bed of Changyang Palace.

An uneasy night.

The emperor died suddenly, and he did not establish a reserve, and the court was in chaos.

When the people in the palace came one after another to report the national mourning matters, Ning Yin’s perfectly cold face was not touched at all.

“Death doesn’t pick a day.”

Probably dissatisfied with the emperor’s premature death, Ning Yin’s light voice carried a bit of disgust, “Plainly ruined the joy of this king’s wedding.”

The palace servant kneeling in front of the steps lowered his body lower, and no one dared to question his rebellious words.

Back in the dormitory, Yu Lingxi had taken off her wedding gown and put on a plain white skirt. Her bun was loosely tied with the blood-stained white jade hairpin that Ning Yin had given her.

Ning Yin sat behind the dressing table and looked at her, unable to restrain her fingers, lightly hooked the plain silk that was tied around her waist.

“White is too dazzling, and every year is suitable for fresh makeup.”

Ning Yin exerted a little force on his hand, and Yu Lingxi fell into his arms.

She knew that Ning Yin hated the old emperor, the enemy he would take revenge for despite the notoriety of killing his father and murdering the king.

Concubine Li treats Ning Yin badly, but Yu Lingxi has never heard Ning Yin show any hatred for her biological mother, and some are just cold and indifferent.

Because he knew that the man on the dragon chair was the root of all evil.

But when the emperor was newly mourned, Yu Lingxi always wore a white suit to pretend.

It’s not that he is stupid and loyal to the emperor, but that he is afraid of causing trouble to Ning Yin by acting erratically. After all, when the emperor collapsed without a prince, it was a time of turmoil.

“When will you enter the palace?” Yu Lingxi put her forehead on Ning Yin’s shoulder and asked softly.

“Changyang Palace is too dirty, wait for him to enter the coffin.”

Ning Yin stroked her cold hair, and said loosely, “Last night the old emperor wanted to stand up and wear an edict, but it was a pity that I ruined it… Oh, you should really look at his expression at that time, his eyes were bleeding from anger. .”

Ning Yin in the previous life was crazier and crazier than the current Ning Yin, and Yu Lingxi was not surprised.

The emperor has done a lot of shit in the name of the British Lord, and he deserves it.

She gave a soft “um” and asked, “There is no will, what is your husband going to do next?”

She seldom called “Husband” on her own initiative, and occasionally called out with a hook-like ending.

Ning Yin’s hand stroking her hair slowed down.

After a long while, he pinched Yu Lingxi’s delicate back of the neck and motioned her to turn her face.

“Let Suishui be the emperor, okay?”

He asked with a smile, his eyes were crazy and gentle, “As long as you think about it, I can do it.”

The words are not surprising and die endlessly.

Yu Lingxi was frightened. She was so hopeless that she was placed so much by the little lunatic.

She even wondered if Ning Yin had said the wrong name or was joking.

But soon, she saw that Ning Yin was not joking.

I remember that in Yu Mansion before marriage, after Ning Yin wrote a love poem on her waist, he asked her without changing his face, “Want to be an emperor?”

At that time, Yu Lingxi felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, and thought he was asking, “Want me to be the emperor?”

… Now it seems that Ning Yin didn’t ask the wrong question at all!

Absurd, bizarre.

But daring to take the risk of the world is indeed something a little lunatic dares to do.

“Why are you stupid?”

Ning Yin squeezed Yu Lingxi’s lower jaw and shook it, and said with a smile, “Looking in a daze, I can see that this king wants to take a bite.”

In fact, he did.

Her cheeks were gently held by her teeth, and she brushed her ear with a sneering breath, and Yu Lingxi finally came back to her senses.

“You really want to scare me to death.”

Yu Lingxi’s fair cheeks soon showed a very shallow bite mark, like a faint peach blossom reflected on the ice muscle, and even the sullen look was extremely beautiful.

She held Ning Yin’s thin but handsome cheeks, stared at the madness in his eyes, and said earnestly, “I never thought about being an emperor, and it’s not suitable for me. You can’t talk nonsense like this.”

Yu Lingxi was not born to control power and enjoy life and death. All he wanted was to grow old together and enjoy his relatives and friends.

What’s more, letting a woman without royal blood ascend to the throne is tantamount to doing the opposite, and remembering the sea of corpses and blood will either bury the world, or it will backfire on her and Ning Yin.

Ning Yin looked at her for a moment, then nodded and said, “It can be changed to Yu Huanchen or General Yu.”

“Dad and brother don’t want to either!”

Yu Lingxi couldn’t help rubbing Ning Yin’s cheeks, she really didn’t know what shocking things were in her head.

Ning Yin’s skin is tight and her cheeks are a little thin. Yu Lingxi couldn’t rub it to the fullest, so she said angrily, “My family has no intention to usurp the throne. My husband should think carefully about who should be brought up after the funeral.”

Having said that, Yu Lingxi basically had a bottom line.

If Ning Yin wanted to follow the old path of his previous life, he would have to carry the little prince to the throne.

The child can’t speak yet, and he can’t even sit on the dragon chair, which is the most suitable for control. Only in this way, the bright spears and dark arrows of the previous life will be difficult to eliminate, and the position of the regent will not be easy.

As the little prince grows older and the courtiers change, no one can predict what the situation will be in ten years.

Unless he chooses an adult virtuous prince from the clan, Ning Yin can spend the rest of his life with her after doing what she wants to do.

Or…

Yu Lingxi raised her eyes and looked at Ning Yin’s face carefully.

Ning Yin let her look generously, turned her head and bit her fingertips: “What do you want to say?”

Yu Lingxi swallowed her throat tentatively, and asked the long-standing doubts in her heart: “Ning Yin, have you never thought about being an emperor yourself?”

Her voice was soft, her eyes were clean and soft, and there was no shadow at all.

It’s different from the staff and servants under him, and even different from Yu Yuan who also asked this question.

Ning Yin knew that more and more people under his command were following him, not because of loyalty, but because of their awe and profit for him.

Many people hoped that he would ascend the throne, so that the chicken and dog could ascend to heaven, but he was unsatisfactory.

“Sui Sui, I’m different from you.”

Ning Yin looked back at her very calmly, with a shallow arc, “I’m not a person who is overwhelmed with emotions. There is a famine here today, and there will be dead people there tomorrow, so I can’t arouse the slightest pity in my heart. You are sure to let me be like this… ”

He paused, and lazily took out a suitable rhetoric: “…monster, be an emperor?”

“You are my husband, not a monster.”

Yu Lingxi’s expression became a little more solemn, but her voice was as soft as always, “You just can’t love the world like you love me.”

Ning Yin’s eyes moved slightly.

It’s strange that such a hard-hearted heart always softens inadvertently in the face of her relief.

“Yeah, a little bit of clean conscience like a fingernail is all touted to Suishui.”

A faint smile appeared in his lacquered eyes, “I have such a temperament that I fear the world will not be chaotic, but I feel comfortable being a bad person. I really don’t have the patience to guard any country.”

There was only one person he wanted to protect from beginning to end.

Suishui looked down on the throne, no matter whether it was Yu Huanchen or the little prince, anyone could be the puppet emperor.

Just don’t get in his way.

“Your Highness.”

The figure of the personal guard projected on the door leaf, and said, “Everything you ordered has been prepared.”

Only then did Ning Yin let go of Yu Lingxi, and said leisurely, “It’s a pity I can’t sleep with Suishui tonight.”

“What’s a pity? I owe it at night, and I’ve already paid it in advance during the day.”

Yu Lingxi murmured softly, and then suddenly realized, “You wouldn’t have expected this, so you’d rather not sleep during the day…”

Ji Ning Yin suddenly laughed softly, her eyes full of evil.

“good.”

He scratched her beautiful eyelashes with his fingers and whispered, “If you can’t sleep, just ring the bell yourself.”

The copper tongues of the golden bells have already been installed, and when one of them is shaken within a range of thirty feet, the other will also vibrate with a buzzing sound.

Just as Yu Lingxi was about to say goodbye to his tender words, he was instantly stuck in his mouth, helplessly gave him an annoyed look, and ran away in his pleasant and low laughter.

When Yu Lingxi returned from bathing, Ning Yin really left.

The huge bedroom seemed to suddenly become empty.

Yu Lingxi sat in front of the mirror stage and carefully recalled whether there was any major event when the previous emperor died.

However, at that time, she was trapped in the backyard of Zhao’s house, and the news was blocked. Even if there was any dispute over the establishment of the reserve, it would not reach her ears.

After Ning Yin became the regent, except for the infamy of “killing his brother and killing his father”, other details were buried in the years and kept a secret.

However, the matter of the new emperor’s ascension to the throne has to wait until the late emperor’s death and funeral, and it is still early.

Thinking of this, Yu Lingxi relaxed a little.

Her thoughts flew for a moment, and her eyes fell mysteriously on the low cabinet beside the couch.

After hesitating for a while, she finally did not block her curiosity, walked over and quietly opened the upper drawer.

The red rope has been unraveled, and only one golden bell is left alone in the brocade box, and the other has disappeared.

Who took it away?

“Little madman.” Yu Lingxi lifted the bell and shook it.

The numb light tremor came, and a smile appeared in her eyes, she loosened the length of the red rope, and then hung the bell around her neck and hid it in the placket.

This thing is not serious in the end, can not let people see.

On the second day, he will enter the palace to guard the spirit.

As soon as it was dawn, palace maids came in one after another to wait on Yu Lingxi to wash and undress.

Because she was not allowed to dress up during the big mourning, the tedious steps of drawing eyebrows and applying powder were omitted. Only the white jade hairpin gifted by Zhi Ningyin was slanted on the plain bun, and she was ready in less than a quarter of an hour.

Sitting on the soft sedan chair in the palace, Yu Lingxi touched the golden bell hidden in the placket of Su-bai’s clothes.

According to the etiquette system, the prince, the grandson, the county king, and others guard the spirits in the Fengxian Hall, while the princess and concubines kneel outside the Fengxian door.

Yu Lingxi calculated that the distance from Fengxianmen to where Ning Yin was located was about ten feet away. As long as Ning Yin moved, she would definitely notice it.

When the sedan chair stopped in front of the palace gate, it could no longer move forward, and all the palace servants and palace servants would stay outside the palace gate.

It was a strange little eunuch who came to greet Yu Lingxi, as well as a palace maid who was somewhat familiar.

Yu Lingxi remembered that this little palace maid with a round face was on duty in Prince Jing’s mansion, and she was one of the people who packed her clothes after Tang Chi.

“Empress Wangfei, this little slave leads you to Fengxianmen.” The little eunuch said respectfully.

Yu Lingxi nodded: “It’s work.”

She followed behind the two of them and walked for about a cup of tea, and gradually realized that something was wrong.

She has a good memory, and she visited the palace the day before yesterday, and the location of the palace is generally clear.

Seeing Yu Lingxi stop, the little palace maid was a little nervous and asked in a low voice, “Madame, what’s wrong?”

Yu Lingxi looked at the end of the palace road with a calm expression.

This is not the direction to go to Fengxianmen.

[End of This Chapter]