Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 93

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The dazzling flames slammed into the face with the heat wave, turning Yu Lingxi’s sweaty face into a magnificent red.

Ning Yin looked at her as if she was in purgatory, covered in blood.

There was no time to greet each other, the roof was raging, and Yu Lingxi watched the beams press down, making an overwhelmed click.

“Be careful!”

Yu Lingxi subconsciously grabbed Ning Yin’s wrist and tugged it. Almost at the same time, the thick bluestone slabs closed, and the burnt-down beams smashed down with beeping sparks.

The two rolled down the stone steps, and there was no pain in their imagination when they landed. Yu Lingxi was tightly protected by Ning Yin in his arms.

Yu Lingxi hurriedly stood up and said in a trembling voice, “Are you all right, Ning Yin?”

Ning Yin hugged her so tightly that she almost embedded her whole body into her body, building a barrier for her with bone and blood.

He laughed.

The bells of the two also vibrated with the ups and downs of the chest, like two hearts that were tightly attached to each other.

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Ning Yin’s voice was smoky and hoarse, and whispered in his ears, “…I found you.”

“Yes, found me.”

Yu Lingxi groped his cheek and responded softly, “It’s all over, Ning Yin.”

His face was very hot, this secret cellar was too close to the fire, and the ice in the corner had turned into a beach, hot and stuffy.

“It’s too dangerous here, I’ll take you to the hidden ice room inside.”

Saying that, Yu Lingxi got up, dragged Ning Yin to the inner refrigerator, and found a clean and cool place for him to sit down.

The bone-chilling room of ice and snow well resisted the heat and stinging pain caused by the fire.

Ning Yin’s eyes were dark, and the pale cheeks almost merged with the ice cubes.

The pale blue cold light in the room enveloped Yu Lingxi’s slender body, reminding him of that terrible nightmare, and a suffocation pain in his chest.

For the rest of his life after the calamity, Yu Lingxi did not notice that he was too quiet at the moment.

She put her hand on the mountain of ice to stick it, and then put her cold palm on Ning Yin’s hot cheek to cool him down.

“Scared me.”

She had lingering fears, “When I heard the bell ringing, my first reaction was not happiness, but fear.”

The fire was so big, she couldn’t imagine what the consequences would be if the tacit understanding between the two was one step behind.

Ning Yin raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch her temples.

However, seeing the blood soaked on his hands and sleeves, he lowered his hands as if nothing had happened, and smiled in a low voice: “Sorry, Suishui.”

Yu Lingxi took a breath.

For the first time in two lifetimes, she heard Ning Yin say “sorry”. Even if she misunderstood her intention of giving the sachet, Ning Yin would only hold her tightly in silence.

“At the beginning of the big marriage, there should be no blood.”

Ning Yin wiped the ice cube next to her, until the clear ice was dyed red like agate, Fang asked, “Do you hate me?”

Yu Lingxi’s eyes widened in surprise, and she stepped back to look at him.

“Ning Yin, what nonsense are you talking about?” She frowned and smoothed the redness at the end of his eyes with her cool fingertips.

“Sui Sui should hate me.”

Ning Yin smiled lightly, but his eyes were full of sullenness, “I was born unknown, and I went to see you many times, but I always carried dirty blood all over my body.”

It was he who was the one who ruined their once-in-a-lifetime wedding.

Yu Lingxi’s throat choked, and she was speechless for a while.

The little lunatic who was very excited when he saw blood, actually began to dislike the stinky smell brought by death.

“You have come to see me many times, but you have cut through thorns and sacrificed your life to protect each other.”

Yu Lingxi corrected him hoarsely, “You tried your best to come to me, love is not enough, why is there any resentment?”

He could have escaped from the fire, just as she could have escaped from the ice cellar.

Love is like a crossbar on a cliff. If one end is light, the other end will fall into the abyss. Yu Lingxi felt extremely lucky, because the moment they heard the bell, they all chose to run to each other.

She exhaled a white breath, and simply pressed her forehead to the tip of his nose.

After searching for so long in the fire, Ning Yin’s sleeves were charred a lot, and her lips were also baked to dry and cracked, with bloodstains oozing out.

Yu Lingxi then leaned over, carefully and gently covered his lips in this icy cold, tossing and turning, soaking up the sweet rain.

The pale blue cold light of the ice room was plated on their opposing faces, quiet and soft.

Lingxi’s lips are hot and soft, not as cold and dead as in a nightmare.

Ning Yin opened his mouth and began to kiss her back, entangled and seized like a sacrifice of life, until he died.

Yu Lingxi coughed, and the heat that had just risen quickly faded to pale.

It was too cold in the ice room, and when Ning Yin’s lips and tongues evacuated, the wide robe had already covered her.

“It’s a little dirty, it will be used every year.” He said.

Yu Lingxi suddenly remembered that she was locked in the barn by Zhao Xu at the end of last spring, and Ning Yin also took off her robe and wrapped her in the same way.

“Here, there may be a secret road leading to the ice rink.”

Yu Lingxi gathered his thoughts and reminded.

Ning Yin nodded, bent down on one knee and tried to hug her.

“No need.”

Yu Lingxi looked away from his injured palm, shook his head lightly but firmly, “I can walk by myself.”

The more you go inside, the more ice cubes you get, the colder it gets.

She held Ning Yin’s hand, no matter how he was afraid of the dirty and stench between his fingers, he held it tightly.

The cicada-like bells trembled in response, and they walked the long and tortuous secret road together, no matter how rough, dark and muddy, they never let go.

…

Both Yu Huanchen and Shen Feng were going crazy.

The fire was so raging that the people inside had no chance of surviving. Yu Huanchen still led the Imperial Army and poured buckets into the palace of fire.

It wasn’t until Ning Yin, who was in blood-stained white clothes, came from Beiyuan with Yu Lingxi in his arms, Yu Huanchen’s red eyes shot a ray of life, and after throwing the bucket, he rushed up and said, “Sui Sui! Are you all right, have you ever been hurt?”

“I’m fine, brother.”

Yu Lingxi clasped Ning Yin’s hand tightly, and there was still frost on her eyelashes. Although she was in a state of embarrassment, she didn’t see a hint of timidity.

Yu Huanchen glanced at Ning Yin, suppressed his anger, and said solemnly, “Brother will send you back to the house.”

Yu Lingxi fell ill, and when he returned to the palace of Jing, he developed a high fever.

This can’t be blamed on her. The secret cellar was so hot when the main hall was set on fire, and it was so cold after entering the freezer. Between such extreme temperatures, it was difficult for even a battered body to withstand it.

In the confusion, someone hugged her gently, feeding the bitter soup into her lips little by little.

“Years and olds.”

Remembering his quiet voice through the chaotic darkness, he whispered softly, “Get well soon.”

The golden bell hidden in the front of his shirt trembled rapidly, just like his breathing that was almost out of control.

The darkness faded like a tide, and Yu Lingxi opened her sticky eyelashes.

It was already very deep at night, Ning Yin’s face that was so close at hand showed a pale beauty in the gloom, and there was a dark and tired blue under the closed eyelashes.

Yu Lingxi blinked before confirming that the cold and cold man in front of him was the invincible and aloof little lunatic.

She just raised her finger when Ning Yin suddenly opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and before Yu Lingxi could say anything, Ning Yin pressed him into his arms.

“Sui Sui’s eyes are beautiful.”

He rubbed her thin shoulders and neck for a long time before continuing, “Such beautiful eyes have taken so long to open.”

He lost his usual funny and bad character, and was so cold that he was almost hoarse.

“make you worry.”

Yu Lingxi raised her long-sick and soft arm and wrapped it around Ning Yin’s waist, “How long have I slept?”

“All day.”

Ning Yin began to kiss her, from forehead to eyelashes to lips, breathing hot and soft.

A clean and sympathetic kiss, as if I can’t wait to confirm something, without the slightest desire.

“Not groomed.”

Yu Lingxi pursed his lips and stopped him from continuing, “The smell of medicine is in his mouth.”

Ning Yin didn’t say anything, put on her clothes and went to the clean room next door.

The soup pool in the clean room was always hot and misty.

The underwear came off and was stacked on the soft couch. When she first entered the water, Yu Lingxi felt a slight tingling pain from her fingertips, which were broken by the bluestone slab.

Ning Yin didn’t get any better either. With gauze wrapped around his right palm, he sat on the edge of the pool with his legs bent, holding up the warm porridge and slowly fed it to the delicate and beautiful woman in the mist of the sitz bath.

With the light of the twinkling lights, Yu Lingxi couldn’t help but be stunned when she saw the red tattoos appearing on Ning Yin’s red heart.

Strange, Ning Yin hasn’t taken a bath in the soup pool, nor has she been with her… Well, why did the tattoo suddenly appear?

Yu Lingxi touched his chest subconsciously and asked, “How about you…”

Then the fingertips paused, the temperature was not right.

Wow, she stood up from the pool, cupped Ning Yin’s cheeks with both hands, and brought her face close to her very solemnly.

Ning Yin was stunned for a while, then obediently put down the porridge bowl in her hand, raised her hand and clasped the back of her head.

“Interested?” he asked.

“You’re having a fever.”

Yu Lingxi put her forehead on his forehead, frowning even tighter, “You have a fever, Ning Yin.”

“yes?”

He looked indifferent, his pale cheeks were a bit bright due to the heat, and he narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “When I hear that it is hot, it can make the other party more comfortable.”

“…”

Great, it looks like he’s back to normal.

Yu Lingxi’s full of distress turned into sullen anger, and came out of the soup pool, wrapped her clothes with shaking hands, and instructed the maid waiting outside to call the imperial physician.

The imperial doctor came soon, took the pulse familiarly, and stroked his beard: “Your Highness is detoxifying, and some high fever is normal, so don’t be too alarmed.”

“poison?”

Yu Lingxi looked at Ning Yin subconsciously.

Ning Yin sat in his clothes and saw that Yu Lingxi’s eyes were reddened by staring at him, so he reluctantly explained, “Ning Xuan is preparing &30340; poisonous incense, a little dipped in it.”

He pinched Yu Lingxi’s tail finger: “It’s not going to kill me for something that’s too trivial.”

The imperial doctor on the side did his due diligence: “Although the poisoning is extremely shallow, in the long run, the accumulation of toxins is definitely not a good thing…”

Ning Yin’s eyes were cold, and the imperial physician closed his mouth wisely.

Thinking of something, Yu Lingxi got up abruptly, rummaged through the drawer in the inner drawer, and said anxiously, “Where are the Baijie Pills left by Yaolang?”

“No.” Ning Yin got up and pulled her back.

“Gone?”

Yu Lingxi opened his mouth, but remembered that Xue Cen was in the “Hundred Flowers Killing”, but so far there has been no poisonous death. With just a little guesswork, she could guess where the last Baijie Pill went.

With a sour nose, she sat for a while, then raised her eyes and said, “Bring a pen and paper.”

The attendant offered a pen and paper, Yu Lingxi closed his eyes and recalled, and wrote a prescription silently.

In the previous life, Ning Yin’s body could almost be used to raise Gu, and it was no better than the current Ning Yin. When he researched prescriptions, he never shy away from Yu Lingxi.

As a result of years of grinding ink and accompanying him, Yu Lingxi knows many prescriptions that are equivalent to Baijie Pills.

After handing over the prescription to the imperial doctor for verification, he ordered people to quickly grab the medicine and make the soup.

Back in the bedroom, Ning Yin was leaning on the couch with a smile and looking at her.

“Really don’t try it while it’s hot?” he asked.

Yu Lingxi had an inexplicable look on her face. Just as she was about to ask “what to try”, she heard Ning Yin’s morbid laughter: “This king doesn’t get sick very often. The next time I want to use hot ones, it may be a few years later.”

Yu Lingxi blinked and blinked again.

“Do less of it.”

When she reacted, she was so angry that she wanted to beat someone up, “Take care of your own body.”

He doesn’t feel bad, some people feel bad for him.

Ning Yin smiled and pulled Yu Lingxi into his arms. He liked her lively appearance.

Even being angry at him, scolding him and beating him, is better than lying on the couch motionless.

“You lie down and rest for me, calm down.”

Yu Lingxi struggled slightly, but listened to the hot breath spraying in her ears.

He smiled and said casually: “My body is only valuable when you live well.”

[End of This Chapter]