Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 104

[Chapter 103: Past Life II]

Ning Yin could already anticipate the next picture.

Yu Lingxi’s snickering will soon be replaced by panic, followed by a bitter plea under the blade. When she finds it useless to plead, she will break her mouth and curse in despair…

Many emotions bloomed like flowers on her beautiful and miserable face, and then, suddenly, they stopped.

Ning Yin waited patiently.

But Yu Lingxi walked to the door, and then slowly turned back, standing in the same place with his head down.

The interest in Ning Yin’s eyes sank.

“Just want to die?” he asked.

Yu Lingxi gently shook his jade head and whispered, “Outside the palace, there is also another cage.” The people’s daughter just felt that it was better to continue to live than to die, and it was better to die clean. ”

This woman is extremely boring, but it seems interesting.

So he laughed, and snorted very softly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

He crossed the delicate girl in the silk skirt and slowly paced to the chair and sat down, his increasingly pale cheeks in the darkness as ghostly cold, and said unhurriedly, “Do you know the means of this king?” ” Pen Fun Court website m.biqiudu. com

Yu Lingxian didn’t say a word, not sure for a moment whether to nod or shake his head.

“With your posture, it is most suitable to peel off the complete skin bag and hang it under the eaves to make a beauty lamp.”

Ning Yin picked up the stubble himself, pointing to the jade handle of the cane, “In order to ensure that the color of the skin bag is not damaged, I have to peel it alive.” ”

Word by word, he deliberately spoke elegantly and clearly.

Yu Lingxian lowered his head, and his two eyelashes fluttered like crow feathers, clenching ten fingers.

Fiercely, increase the strength of the hand.

Last night when she held the blade, she injured her hand, untreated, and the wound quickly oozed blood again, dripping down her fingers on the floor tiles.

Yu Ling looked at the wound on his palm for a long time, and sipped Zhu’s lips: “There are injuries on the people’s daughters, which destroy the integrity of the human skin, and the lamp that is peeled off may leak wind.” ”

Implication: Can I change the way I die?

Ning Yin was amazed at her oil and salt, and the patience in her heart had reached its extreme.

Leaning back in his chair, he watched her for half a moment and said softly, “Come here.” ”

Yu Lingxi hesitated for a moment, but still supported his knees, which were almost on his knees, and gently moved step by step to the handsome regent of the Yin Dove.

I couldn’t see how it was moving, but I only felt a chill on her neck, and Ning Yin pinched her neck.

Saying that it was “pinching” was actually not accurate, because Ning Yin’s slender and powerful fingers were attached to her thin neck, and it didn’t look hard.

But somehow she just couldn’t breathe, and the air instantly became thin.

Yu Lingxi’s cheeks gradually appeared magnificent red, like flowers blooming warmly before dying. She opened her lips and breathed in vain, but did not struggle.

Here comes the calm of “seeing death as home” after this deliberate irritation of him.

Ning Yin seemed to be holding a clump of lifeless clay people, and let go of his hand tastelessly.

The corners of Yu Ling’s eyes were slightly red, and he immediately propped himself on the ground and gasped for breath.

Soft black hair hung from behind her ears, like a pouring ink, lining her pale face with a blown bullet, fragile.

How rare is such a woman who seems to be delicate, but actually dares to pinch his mind, and it is a pity to obey her wishes and kill her.

Ning Yin gently reached out and pinned her scattered sideburns behind her ears, and had a new idea.

……

Since then, every time Ning Yin came out of the sleeping hall, he could see the woman kneeling far under the porch and asked in a weak voice, “Will Wang Ye kill me today?” ”

If he said “yes”, Yu Lingxi would try his best to live the last day of his life, then pack up his appearance and wait quietly for death.

But every time, Ning Yin wouldn’t kill her.

He was waiting, waiting for the day when her psychological defenses would collapse.

Half a month later, Yu Lingxian was still alive.

Ning Yin even acquiesced to the attendants: no matter what material requirements she asked, she would try to meet them.

This was a preferential treatment that had never been given in the royal palace, and for a time many attendants were in awe of Yu Lingxi, thinking that she was about to fly up the branches and become a phoenix…

Unfortunately, this “phoenix” is not angry, and it is worried about it

After many days, I couldn’t afford to fall ill.

Ning Yin was busy killing dissidents, and by the time he remembered that no one had come to ask Ann to ask if he would like to kill me for many days, Yu Lingxian had run out of breath.

The sick beauty on the bed breathed weakly, withered rapidly like a flower that had lost its nutrients, and her chapped lips opened and closed rapidly, emitting a vague whisper.

Ning Yin leaned closer with her cane, only to hear her calling “Daddy Niang”.

She said she was so cold and wanted to go home.

“The Yu family’s graves are full of mountains, and you have no home anymore.”

Ning Yin laughed at her mercilessly.

He had little leisure and elegance, picked up a notched porcelain bowl on the case, pinched her cheek, and forced a little tea from the bottom of the bowl into her mouth.

Although the tea was cold and muddy, and most of it flowed down the corners of her mouth into the collar, it still shocked a group of attendants.

Since leaving the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, Ning Yin had not served anyone else for a long time.

It is not pity, he is a person who does not recognize his six relatives, and even his father can be tortured and killed, and he has long lost his seven passions and six desires.

Spiders fatten their prey that has fallen into the web, swallow it in one bite, and enjoy the ultimate delicacy. But if the prey dies before it is fattened, it will be too disappointing.

His heart is much fiercer than a spider’s.

With Ning Yin’s acquiescence, Yu Lingxi quickly got better.

Within half a month, she was able to get down to the ground and move around.

I don’t know what Yu Ling dreamed when she was sick and confused, or whether she was worried about some unfinished task, but after she recovered from her illness, her will to survive was much stronger.

Occasionally, she would have the courage to cook tea for Ning Yin, but she would no longer ask her about the date of her death, although she was still weak, but the brilliance in her eyes was obviously much brighter.

She’s losing her life now, which is fine.

On a sunny and sunny late autumn, Ning Yin pinched the right moment and called her to himself.

A bowl of dark brown soup medicine had already been laid out on the case table, and judging from the names of the dozen poisonous insects and snakes on the prescription pressed next to it, this medicine must be very frightening.

“The king has been refining poison recently, and he lacks a person to try medicine.”

He folded his hands against the seat and raised his jaw slightly to signal her, “Drink.” ”

Caught off guard, Yu Lingxian was left with only trepidation.

She should have understood that the notorious regent would not easily accommodate her, and the quiet and peaceful days of these days were nothing more than a water moon mirror flower.

Ning Yin was quite satisfied with her reaction, and the delicate face like Fleur finally appeared with surging emotions, rather than Mu Ran, who was bent on death.

Sure enough, after a month of raising it, the taste is much more wonderful.

Ning Yin couldn’t tell why he had to bother Yu Lingxi so much, maybe it was revenge for being pinched by her several times when he first saw him, or maybe he simply enjoyed the pleasure of destruction, and when he saw the pain of others, he was happy…

After all, what is the point of madness?

“Drink, or did the king feed you?”

He slowly tapped the handle of his staff with his knuckles, which was a sign of his impatience.

What would happen if the regent was impatient, Yu Lingxi did not want to know.

She was forced to drink the soup medicine, sat down for a while, and asked in her throat, “Is this medicine going fast?” ”

“If the king knows, what medicine will he let you try?”

Ning Yin pointed his finger against the temple, and said solemnly, “If you are fast, a quarter of an hour will pass, and if you are slow…”

He deliberately lengthened his tone and lazily said, “… But maybe. ”

Yu Lingxian nodded, then sat down at the dresser and began to curl his hair and makeup.

Even if she dies, she will die cleanly and beautifully, and meet her father and sister under the spring in the most beautiful posture…

At the thought of her deceased loved ones, tears finally spilled out and wet her cheeks.

Ning Yin’s gaze moved with interest as she moved.

With her back to herself, she quickly wiped the corners of her eyes, lowered her head and took a few deep breaths, and Fang Hong’s eyes re-traced Fu Pink’s eyebrows.

After the onset of the drug, she staggered up, dragged her heavy body to the bed, facing up on her back, her hands folded on her chest, waiting for death

Come.

People who have died of serious illness once are particularly sorry for their lives, and in the end they are not willing.

Ning Yin tasted the small emotion on her face and sneered, “If you have any last words, hurry up and say them.” ”

Yu Lingxi thought for a long time before he said softly in his extreme thirst, “If I am a ghost, I will definitely come back to find Wang Ye…”

Say goodbye to the eyes, breathe long, and completely fall into a coma.

Leaving the regent sitting compassionately on the edge of the bed, hating not being able to wake her up.

He reached out his hand to the neck that was thinner than the girl’s, and his five fingers were folded and released, and he smiled morbidly: “Well, when you become a ghost, don’t forget to come back to the king.” ”

He didn’t know it at the time, but years later he would say it.

……

Yu Lingxi didn’t expect to wake up one day.

Seeing the face of the dove on the edge of the bed, Yu Lingxi’s heart tightened, and he thought bitterly: Could it be that this uncertain madman chased her to hell to torture her?

Probably her expression at this moment was too dazed, and the madman rarely said a human word, holding his head for a long time: “Don’t look, you are still alive.” ”

Before Yu Lingxi’s chaotic mind could clear up, he heard a deep voice come again, morbidly and gently: “After finishing my last words, what do you want to do with the king?” Well? ”

The harsh words were released, and the people did not die.

Yu Lingxian couldn’t argue, was there anything worse than that?

[End of This Chapter]