Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 94

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In the past, when the immortal capital of the Desire Realm was still in existence, there were often benefactors with special hobbies who deliberately fed Hua Niang Wu Shi San, making her full of heat and unable to stop enjoying it.

Ning Yin’s idea is very simple, he wants to give Yu Lingxi everything that others think is good, even his body.

“Husbands and wives are in love with one another.”

Yu Lingxi sighed and turned to look at Ning Yin’s blushing eyes, “You’re sick and injured, and I’ll be unhappy in my heart for a long time, and I don’t have any interest in having fun.”

After the disaster relief last year, she told Ning Yin in the Yu Mansion: Those important people live in her heart, and every time she kills one, it is like a stab in her heart.

“You are the most important person in my heart, Ning Yin.”

She taped Ning Yin’s forehead, “So, get better soon.”

It seemed that it took Ning Yin a long time to understand this truth. The little lunatic who had always been unruly, suddenly became quiet.

He didn’t say anything, just put his lower jaw against her shoulder socket, and slowly, very slowly, he folded his arms and embraced her slender waist.

The bedroom was quiet, and the two shadows cuddled quietly.

The boiled soup was delivered, and it was still steaming hot. Remember m for a second. biqiudu. com

Yu Lingxi asked the attendant to step back first, and stirred the medicine bowl by himself, “This medicine is also for removing toxins and solidifying its roots. I think it should be useful.”

“It’s okay.”

Ning Yin reached out and took her medicine bowl without hesitation, and her voice seemed slow and low because of her illness, “Even if Suishui prescribes poison, I will happily drink it.”

Ning Yin’s way of expressing his emotions is always a bit extreme and crazy, but Yu Lingxi can understand his intentions.

“A good love story, you have to say it so terribly.”

She murmured and stared at Ning Yin quietly, guessing that he was going to propose some strange ways of “feeding medicine”, such as using her mouth.

But unexpectedly, Ning Yin was unreasonable this time, looking up and gulping down the bitter medicine.

It wasn’t until he put the empty bowl on the table that Yu Lingxi came back to his senses and reached out to wipe the light brown concoction stained on his thin lips.

“Bitter? I’ll give you a piece of candied fruit.”

She rolled her eyes, knowing that he would be reluctant to toss himself at this moment.

Ning Yin held her hand and moved closer.

After a pause, Fang Jiang’s hot lips pressed lightly between her eyebrows, and said in a low voice, “Sweet enough.”

It was almost dawn, and the fatigue after the high fever came to my mind.

Yu Lingxi shrank into the quilt, the corners of her mouth were still upturned, she hugged Ning Yin back and said, “Rest in peace, tomorrow will be fine.”

Ning Yin turned sideways, her body that was hot with the poison was not feeling well, her breathing was on fire.

But he was already used to it. He stared at her long and closed eyelashes for a long time before closing his eyes reluctantly, ignoring the burning pain all over his body, and hugged her tighter and tighter.

Ning Yin was strong and strong, and he no longer had fever after two or three days of rest.

It was only after Yu Lingxi’s high fever subsided that he began to cough and wheeze again.

Yu Lingxi was sick in bed for ten days, and Ning Yin stayed there for ten days, and all the important tasks were brought to the front by his trusted servants.

At the beginning of March, just in time for the release of the hall test results, the Ministry of Rites presided over the Qionglin Royal Banquet before the banquet and the first jinshi.

There were countless vacancies in the court hall after several turmoils, and the influx of a large number of new nobles into the court hall was an excellent opportunity to cultivate one’s own wings. Therefore, for such a banquet, Ning Yin had to personally enter the court to select and check.

Yu Lingxi also wanted to go to the banquet to enjoy the flowers and relax, but she was just recovering from her serious illness, and Ning Yin didn’t want her to go out and get tired.

Yu Lingxi knew that the three princes had tied people under Ning Yin’s eyes before, but he didn’t say it, but he cared about it after all.

When Ning Yin was not around, she went to the study to read and divert.

There was a roster on the bookcase, which was the list of scholars who had passed the palace exam this year. It seemed that Ning Yin was still considering who to train.

Yu Lingxi sat behind the desk, picked up the cinnabar pen on the side, and selected seven or eight names from memory, including the Tanhua Lang Zhou Yunqing.

If there is no accident, the group of people headed by Zhou Yunqing will become loyal fans of the humerus under Ning Yin’s command in the near future.

As soon as he put down his pen, he heard the report from the attendant: “Niangniang, Madam Yu and Miss Yu are here on an appointment.”

Yu Lingxi was very happy to see her mother and sister.

The attendant said that they came “on an appointment”, which must have been explained by Ning Yin before going out, afraid that she would be bored alone in the mansion, and specially invited her relatives to accompany her.

I can’t help but feel a warm heart, walking with a brisk wind.

“Sui Sui, are you feeling better?”

As soon as they met, Mrs. Yu didn’t care about taking a seat, she only looked at her daughter worriedly, “I heard that you are sick, my mother is really uncomfortable.”

“It’s just a little wind and cold, it’s all right.”

Yu Lingxi helped Madam Yu to sit down, and then asked the sassy female general in military uniform, “Sister, why didn’t daddy and brother come?”

Yu Xinyi said: “Recently, the military has been busy. Dad and Yu Huanchen are running to both sides of the barracks, so busy they don’t touch the ground.”

In the past spring and summer, there were not many military affairs. Yu Lingxi said sensitively, “Did something happen?”

“The rise of the Yan people in the northern border is just when they need to expand their food and grass. Taking advantage of David’s new mourning and no master, he has repeatedly committed southern crimes. The main war in the DPRK and the main and the two factions are already arguing. It depends on how King Jing issues an order and the army of the Yu family. Naturally, we must be prepared to fight on the front line.”

Speaking of this, Yu Xinyi was a little strange, “Suisui is in Jingwang’s mansion, why don’t you know about this?”

Immediately she nodded and said to herself, “That’s right, you’ve been sick these days.”

Yu Lingxi knew this battle.

In the previous life, Ning Yin became the regent and supported the one-year-old little prince to ascend the throne. The Yan people bullied the Wei Dynasty and fell by the side, and the lord of the country was a weaned child, so he repeatedly attacked.

At that time, the Yu family’s army no longer existed, and there was a shortage of military generals in the DPRK.

Although the battle was won, it also added a new infamy to Ning Yin: warlike and slaughter, cruel and inhumane.

The Son of Heaven was young, and the person who carried the blame naturally became Ning Yin, and Yu Lingxi didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes…

Gotta figure out a way.

Seeing that her daughter was thinking deeply, Mrs. Yu smiled and changed the subject: “Your sister-in-law made Jinrui Pastry for you, try it now.”

Yu Lingxi then laughed again, picked up a piece of creamy and golden pastry, and put it in his mouth.

Mother and sister had lunch and were about to go home.

Before going out, Yu Xinyi remembered something, turned around and smiled: “Yes, Suishui, if you are not embarrassed, please ask King Jing for mercy on behalf of the elder sister. Let him stop tossing Ning Zizhuo, okay?”

What’s the matter with Nanyang Xiaojun Wang?

Yu Lingxi leaned alone on the small couch in the study for a while, wondering where the elder sister’s words came from.

He fell into a drowsy sleep, only to feel his chest cold and slightly itchy.

She reached out to grab it subconsciously, but was grasped by a big hand, opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a handsome and enlarged face close at hand.

Yu Lingxi was startled, shook her soft eyelashes, and said blankly, “When did you come back, why are you silent?”

Her languid appearance in a spring sleep is extraordinarily charming, leaning on the couch, her exquisite figure is incomparably graceful, and her face is as agile and delicate as a peach blossom.

“Just a quarter of an hour back.”

Ning Yin held a purple jade sheep pen in his hand, dipped it in the red dye on the table, and said, “I saw the peach blossoms at the Qionglin banquet, so I broke one back and painted it for Suishui to see.”

After he said this, Yu Lingxi discovered that the couch was thoughtfully lit by a charcoal fire, and a bright pink rose was inserted into the porcelain vase on the table. And her clothes came off a little, and half of her thin shoulders and crisp snow were exposed.

She blinked and was about to get up and said, “What are you doing…”

“Don’t move. There’s only so much red blood left, and it’s gone after you spend it.”

Ning Yin held down her figure, her brush stroke was steady and not chaotic, and she wandered over a large area of her fair and tender skin.

“Red blood?” The name sounded familiar.

Ning Yin drew attentively, and made a light “um” sound.

“The dye for my heart tattoo.”

He lowered his eyes, his dark eyes dazzled with a light smile, “This king said, I can’t bear to suffer from needle sticks every year, and the same is true for painting a flower.”

So he brought back the most beautiful flower from the spring banquet and painted it on her shoulder.

He pampers Yu Lingxi in his own unique way, so why isn’t Yu Lingxi pampering him?

For example, she was scolding “little madman”, but she obediently softened her body, and yawned to see him act nonsense.

Ning Yin’s hands were extremely skillful, and a large piece of peach blossoms slanted down along her shoulders, blooming scorchingly.

Yu Lingxi asked Ning Yin to bring a mirror, looked around, and praised: “It’s pretty good. It’s a pity that you have to wash it off at night.”

“No problem.”

Ning Yin picked up the silk handkerchief and wiped his hands, then said slowly, “It is a great blessing to be able to drive on Suishui twice.”

“twice?”

Yu Lingxi didn’t think much about it, she shrank into the blanket and said, “By the way, what happened to the little prince of Nanyang? Did he provoke you?”

Ning Yin didn’t need to ask, she knew that it was Yu Xinyi who came to beg her for mercy.

He didn’t answer directly, but instead asked: “Do you want to stay away from the court and spend the leisure time of ordinary couples?”

He suddenly mentioned the matter, but instead stopped Yu Lingxi.

The regent of the previous life, the regent of the past life, and the little madman who cannot survive without madness in this life, has the idea of retiring?

“If you can live happily and grow old, it is naturally good…”

“So, this king doesn’t have the patience to wait for that baby to grow up.”

Ning Yin interrupted her softly, “And in the Ning family’s clan, only Ning Zizhuo is barely human.”

“what?”

Yu Lingxi couldn’t figure it out, “Do you want to give up the little prince and support the little prince of Nanyang?”

“It was two-handed preparations, but Ning Zizhuo dared to contradict this king, saying that he had no intention of taking the throne.”

Ning Yin said boldly, “This king has always been worthy of his retribution, and he won’t allow others to jump and say ‘no’, so let him suffer a little.”

“Is Xiaojun Wang actually such a person who treats power like dung?”

Yu Lingxi remembered the naive and flamboyant young dandy when they first met, and then thought about his courage to confront Ning Yin, and for some reason, he became inexplicably awe-inspiring.

“How can it be as great as you think? It’s just for a woman.”

Seeing Yu Lingxi’s thoughts, Ning Yin snorted, “He wants to marry Yu Xinyi as his wife.”

“Huh?” Yu Lingxi opened her eyes wide.

After thinking about it carefully, Ning Zizhuo generously helped her a few times when she was in distress, all of which seemed reasonable and reasonable.

“If he becomes the emperor and marries A-jie as the queen, A-jie will no longer be able to gallop on the battlefield.”

Yu Lingxi murmured, “Did he summon the courage to refute you for this reason? If so, I admire him somewhat.”

Abandoning the boundless power of thousands of miles is only for the courage of one person, not everyone has it.

Seeing her sighing for other men, Ning Yin’s eyes darkened.

He gently turned Yu Lingxi’s face, looked down, and suddenly said, “It’s faded.”

“what……”

Yu Lingxi followed his line of sight down, and his eyes stopped.

The bright red peach blossoms disappeared as the temperature dropped.

Smelling danger, she hurriedly tightened her clothes and shrank back.

“Wait, I still have something to tell you. About the Yan people in the north, you…”

However, it was too late, and the topic turned abruptly, “What are you doing?”

“Bloom.” He nibbled with a smile.

Springtime. After resting for more than ten days, the flowering period is in full bloom, and it blooms on top of the first-class clean skin “Bai Xuan”.

Yu Lingxi finally knew why this peach blossom could bloom twice.

[End of This Chapter]