Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 95

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The sun cast the branches on the window paper, and the shadows gradually slanted westward.

The peach blossom in the porcelain vase withered a few petals of pink powder, but the peach blossom painted with red blood under Yu Lingxi’s collarbone bloomed every inch, scorching its splendor.

Yu Lingxi’s cheeks were also like the peach blossoms on her body, showing a delicate red, her breathing was too rapid, she turned her head and coughed twice.

Ning Yin immediately raised her eyes to look at her, her thin lips were crimson, and her slightly raised eyes were dyed with a gloomy gloom.

With four eyes facing each other, Yu Lingxi’s eyes were glinting, and he deliberately said, “Dizzy, I have no strength.”

The beauty lying on the splendid pile was just recovering from a serious illness, her eyes were red and she was in a weak state, which was quite pitiful.

If it was in the past, Ning Yin would have laughed lazily: “It doesn’t make sense, when the flowers bloom every year, it doesn’t matter whether the husband lives or dies.”

But today, he didn’t even distinguish the truth from the fake. After seeing her for a moment, he slowly got up, put a kiss on her wet eyelashes, and pulled a blanket to wrap the flower painting on his thin shoulders.

He lowered his eyelashes, caressing his cold, slender knuckles slowly, smoothing out the folds of her skirt inch by inch.

Ning Yin’s clothes are neat and tidy, but still extremely elegant, the deep purple royal robe of good texture meticulously hangs down the edge of the couch, under the white jade belt…

Well, it doesn’t seem so elegant either. https://m.biqiudu.com Biquge

Yu Lingxi was a little embarrassed, looked at him again after a while, and whispered, “Are you… alright?”

“fine.”

Ning Yin pinched the back of Yu Lingxi’s neck expressionlessly, rubbing her neck, Fang Qing smiled, “It’s a beautiful thing to be able to suffocate in Suishui’s arms.”

Yu Lingxi wanted to block his mouth.

The charcoal fire gradually went out, and the setting sun outside the window became beautiful and thick.

Ning Yin stayed in bed and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. When he sat down, he caught a glimpse of the Jinshi roster half-opened on the side of the bookcase, so he picked it up and flipped through it.

There are a lot of people’s names drawn in circles, there are a few important ones, and Zhu Zhu is also used to write down the suitable positions and abilities of this person.

Ning Yin looked at it for a long time, and said with great interest: “The vision of knowing people every year is exactly the same as mine.”

Yu Lingxi felt a little guilty: these people were all his left arm and right arm in his previous life, could he not agree with him?

“I’ve seen this Zhou Yunqing’s article, and it’s a big deal.”

Ning Yin clicked on the name of the engraved painting, “It is interesting that the poor and sour show who benefited from Tang Gong’s mansion can have such an opinion.”

“He is silent, but he is fair and honest, and he can go to Dali Temple to serve.”

The traces of flowers faded away, and Yu Lingxi’s mind became clearer, leaning on the couch like a boneless smile and said, “These people all know the bottom line, maybe they can help you. How to use it, you need to check and choose by yourself… …”

Immediately thinking of something, her voice softened imperceptibly.

If Ning Yin really planned to retire with her and stay away from the temple, naturally these talents would no longer belong to him.

That period of time when all the ministers bowed their heads and looked down upon the world will eventually remain in a distant past life.

For some reason, there was a faint regret in my heart.

Ning Yin made a precise and quick decision, and at the moment when Yu Lingxi was distracted, he got up and called for his attendants.

“After Zhou Tanhua and the champion and second place went on a horse and parade through the streets, they disappeared.”

The guard said, “The subordinate has inquired about it, but he did not return to the guest house…”

Ning Yin closed the roster with cool eyes.

The personal guard reacted, tightened his body, and immediately changed his words: “This subordinate will order someone to invite him!”

Yu Ji Lingxi got up from the couch, thought for a while, and said with a small smile, “Maybe, I know where he is.”

…

Tang Buli was very annoyed recently.

It was only two months after my grandmother passed away, and before the filial piety had passed, matchmakers came to the door one after another to talk about marriage, as if she was an orphan and no one was in charge, and she was jealous of the wealthy family of Tang Gongfu.

If he is a concubine of a high-ranking family, that’s all, he comes from a famous family, and he is somewhat educated.

But recently, these requests from matchmakers to discuss relatives have become more and more unreliable.

“…Although he married Xiangjun as a sequel, as the saying goes, a man whose wife has died is a treasure, and will hurt others. Besides, Li Langjun just won the jinshi this spring and is the eleventh! It must soar.”

The matchmaker squeezed the veil and blew the other party into obscurity with his conscience, “He is truly a person with both talent and beauty. When the Xiangjun married, he could live in a palace-like mansion. Some people used golden spoons to feed them when they went out, and some people used glazed sedan chairs when they went out. Lift, enjoy the inexhaustible glory and wealth in a lifetime, and have someone who knows the cold and heat to accompany you, isn’t it better than a person who is struggling to support the family business? Hey, in our daughter’s family, it is better to be born well than to marry well, it has been the case since ancient times.”

Tang Buli was furious when he heard it.

This surnamed Li can be her father. She is eighteen years old, so why should she marry a middle-aged person to be a sequel?

She has never been a weak character, she took off the long whip around her waist, smashed the cup in the matchmaker’s hand, and said sternly: “Uncle Tang, see off!”

The matchmaker was stunned with fright, then his face became stiff, and he stood up awkwardly.

“Xiangjun has a high vision, but unfortunately there is only one prince in the court. Even if there is a princess to hand over the handkerchief, it is not the life of the princess.”

The matchmaker smiled, but the words he said were poking at Tang Buli’s lung tube, “None of the new scholars can get into your eyes. Who would dare to kiss you in the future!”

Tang Buli sneered and tugged at the whip: “What are you talking about? No matter how yin and yang you are, Lord Benxiang pulled out your tongue!”

The matchmaker had lingering fears about her whip, and pouted and walked out.

It wasn’t until he left the gate of Duke Tang’s mansion that he quietly “bah” and muttered, “Isn’t it possible for someone who has no father or mother to settle down and wants to marry the upstart of Sandingjia?”

Just as he was chattering, he heard a cold voice from the sedan chair next to him: “According to the laws of this dynasty, those who slander others will be slapped for twenty minutes at light, and full of doors in severe cases.”

The matchmaker turned his head in amazement and looked at the new sedan chair, wondering who was inside.

The sedan chair fell to the ground, and then two warm fingers lifted the curtain, and a young man in a red robe and an ink ribbon bowed and stepped out of the sedan chair.

This young man is not very handsome, but he is tall and straight, and his temperament is clear and clean. At first glance, he can tell that he is an honest person who has read poetry and books.

The matchmaker knows countless people, and at a glance he recognizes his black gauze hat with silver leaf velvet flowers, and the red robe that only the top three jinshi are qualified to wear…

Among the top three jinshi, only Tanhualang is this age.

Knowing that he had offended this upstart just now, the matchmaker completely changed his face, hurriedly apologized and left as if to flee.

Uncle Tang went out to pour out the tea slag, and when he saw the scene at the door, he was so horrified that he immediately returned to the house to report.

“Miss, he…he’s here!”

Tang Shu shyly ran out of breath with his fat belly.

“Who’s here?”

Tang Buli looked inexplicable, “The matchmaker who chewed his tongue is back?”

“No… not!”

Uncle Tang supported his knees, took a deep breath and said, “Tanhua Lang Zhou Yunqing, Zhou Gongzi is here!”

Tang Buli took a sip of tea and spit out water.

She was stunned for a while before realizing who the name belonged to.

“what?”

Tang Buli got up suddenly, inexplicably embarrassed, “I’m in such a situation now, what is he doing here?”

Thinking of the decision when she drove him away, she felt a little guilty.

It was the second day of Tanabata.

When she asked him to quickly pack up and leave, Zhou Yunqing didn’t say anything, just burying his head and frantically transcribes his strategies, sheets of white paper floated all over the shabby room, his eyes were silent and lonely.

“Could it be that the hatred swept him out of the house, so you came to ridicule and seek revenge?”

Tang Buli thought uncontrollably.

“I’m worried about that too.”

Uncle Tang sighed and persuaded in a good-natured way, “When the young lady was doing things, she should have a little bit of sympathy.”

“What’s the use of talking about it now?”

Qingping Xiangjun, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, panicked and quickly ordered, “Uncle Tang, go and close the door! Don’t let him in!”

Uncle Tang led the order to retreat, and after a while, he ran back sweating profusely, and said with a bitter brow: “It’s too late, Zhou Tanhua is standing at the main entrance, and it seems that she has to see the young lady.”

Tang Buli fell into the chair.

She could endure the calculations of her relatives and the ridicule of others, and threw them all out of the house with a whip, except for Zhou Yunqing…

Like evil, but only showed his cowardice to him.

When my grandmother was seriously ill, she was in a bad mood, and she did not do things very kindly.

After several hesitations, Tang Buli clenched the whip around his waist.

That’s all, stretch out his head and shrink his head, isn’t Tanhualang a scholar no matter how powerful he is? Can’t scold him or beat him?

Making up his mind, Tang Buli gritted his teeth and strode towards the door.

As expected, Zhou Yunqing stood in front of the mansion gate, standing upright, without the slightest impatience.

The red robe with a flower-like appearance faded from his former poverty and sourness, and his face looked like a crown of jade.

Tang Buli paused for a while before continuing to move forward, guarding: “What do you want to do?”

Seeing her poor tone, Zhou Yunqing was a little surprised, but she quickly lowered her eyes and returned to her once low-brow pleasing appearance.

He is not good at words, and it takes a long time to say a word. However, once it is said, it will be sharp and sharp.

Zhou Yunqing opened her lips, and Tang Buli immediately tensed up.

She angrily wondered whether Zhou Yunqing would show off his current achievements first, or mock her current downfall first.

“Xiangjun’s financial support is deeply gracious, and Zhou is unforgettable. I’m returning home today, and I’m here to thank you.”

After all, Zhou Tanhua solemnly gathered up his sleeves and bowed to the end in a big salute.

“…”

The wind passed silently, and the surroundings were silent.

Tang Buli: “Huh?”

…

Yu Lingxi stopped the medicine today, and the imperial doctor said that while the spring sun is fine, he should go out for a walk more.

Ning Yin arranged a carriage and horse and took her into the palace to enjoy the flowers in person.

The road to the palace is not far, but it is very crowded. The front of the various rice shops was crowded with people, all vying for rice noodles.

Yu Lingxi knew that in the DPRK there was no owner and people were panicking. Once the war with the Yan people started, the price of grain would inevitably soar. Therefore, every household in the capital was stockpiling grain.

It seems that no one has confidence in the current Wei Dynasty. After all, this court has not even decided on the lord.

I was shocked, my vision was blocked, and the car curtain was put down by the person behind me.

Ning Yin reached out and turned Yu Lingxi’s head gently. The street was full of turmoil, but those dark eyes were still calm and thin, without the slightest turbulence.

Yu Lingxi was puzzled, and her soft eyelashes blinked lightly: “What’s wrong?”

Ning Yin squinted his eyes and looked at her for a long time before he said lightly, “Mouth remembers flowers.”

Yu Lingxi subconsciously raised her hand and touched the corner of her mouth, and her fingertips were stained with a touch of light red.

She hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips hard, and said softly annoyed, “It’s all your fault.”

She had just lifted the curtain of the car and looked out for so long, but she didn’t notice that the mouth grease was smeared. It would be too embarrassing to be seen.

Ning Yin laughed, without any guilt, but turned her head closer, and used her lips to clean up the remaining lip stains.

There is a pavilion with an excellent view in the North Garden of the Imperial Palace.

Climbing up to the seventh floor, you can see that the Penglai Pond is full of blue waters, blooming like clusters, and thousands of pear snow weighs down the branches heavily, falling down with the waves in a thick layer of white.

In the pavilion, delicious food and wine are prepared, and the beast stove burns incense.

Yu Lingxi leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, only to feel open-minded and overflowing with thoughts.

Ning Yin didn’t like to grow flowers, and even with Prince Jing’s mansion, there was no spring. Yu Lingxi was thinking about whether to transplant a few pear blossoms and peach blossoms into the house, when she felt her waist tighten, and Ning Yin pressed it from behind.

Yu Lingxi softened her body and shook the fan helplessly: “Isn’t it hot?”

Ning Yin hugged him even tighter, as if the hotter the two of them were, the happier he would be.

“Like pear blossoms?”

His voice was pressed against his ears, deep and numb, “Unfortunately, there is no white blood in the world.”

Yes, it turns out that His Royal Highness King Jing is also thinking about how to “plant flowers”.

“like.”

Yu Lingxi took a deep breath of the air with the fragrance of flowers, and thought for a while, “When our hair is as white as pear blossoms, we have to support us to watch the flowers together.”

Ning Yin rarely thinks about “the future”, he used to be a person without a future.

But at this moment, when Yu Lingxi talked about his future plans, he felt inexplicably that it must be a very beautiful picture.

The old lady was year after year, holding the old man Ning Yin and walking slowly step by step, the setting sun cast a long shadow behind them, making it difficult to tell them apart.

Ning Yin laughed out loud.

Yu Lingxi didn’t know what he was laughing at, and while he was concentrating, he suddenly saw a heroic general carrying a bow and arrow, leading his subordinates on patrol.

The female general in the sun, walking with the wind, is so heroic that people can’t take their eyes off.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes lit up: “Sister!”

The sun in the late spring was already dazzling, and Yu Lingxi guessed that it would be very hard for her to run for most of the day in this bright sun. She stretched out her fingers and scratched Ning Yin’s palm, and was about to order someone to bring some cold soup to her sister when she saw a young man in a brocade robe coming quickly outside the palace gate.

Ning Zizhuo called out something, and my sister turned around.

The wind blew snow and the pear blossoms were like rain. Ning Zizhuo hurriedly raised her sleeves to cover the falling flowers for her sister.

Although they are two people with different personalities, they have a picturesque harmony and beauty when they stand together.

The corners of Yu Lingxi’s mouth curled up, giving up the idea of going to deliver the cold soup.

Ning Yin stretched out her fingers and pressed the corner of her mouth, and asked, “What are you thinking?”

Yu Lingxi took a deep breath of fresh air, turned her head slightly, and looked at Ning Yin seriously.

She thought of the arrogant Yan clan riots, the chaotic capital city, and the clumsy young guard just now under the pear flower…

At that moment, the thoughts converged and gradually became clearer.

In her eyes, the lake is full of expanses, the clouds are picturesque, and it also reflects the handsome face of Ning Yin.

The wind stopped, the pear blossoms full of trees swaying calmly, but the light in Yu Lingxi’s eyes did not disappear.

She said softly, “Ning Yin, call yourself an emperor.”

Ning Jiyin’s fingertips paused slightly, his lacquer eyes were dark and bottomless, and he did not speak.

[End of This Chapter]