Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 105

[Chapter 104: Past Lives Three]

Ning Yin sat on the edge of the bed, watching with interest Yu Lingxi cry for half an hour.

She is rather amused, and it is always right to cry when what “last words” are wrong.

The joy and grievance of the rest of her life, as well as the irrepressible loneliness and panic, all surged into her heart, overlapping and appearing in her wet red eyes, turning into pear blossoms with rain.

She cried without making a bad sound, just tightening her tiny jaw, allowing tears to pour out of her eyes and into her sideburns.

Ning Yin had seen many people crying before they died, but none of them were as pleasing to the eye as she was.

Ning Yin suddenly found a little more interesting pleasure than killing.

This was the third time, he didn’t kill Yu Lingxian.

Yu Lingxi thought that he was able to survive because of the failure of the development of “poison-medicine” to survive. Only the palace guards guessed that the prince regent needed a woman to act as a façade.

Because as long as the wang ye’s pillow is empty, there will be people who will continue to send all kinds of women over, killing more, and getting tired.

And Yu Lingxi is undoubtedly a suitable candidate.

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Who would have thought that this woman was just obediently acting as a background, her eyes drifting out of the window several times, preferring to look at the gray sparrows quarreling in the branches, rather than listening to what he said…

That look of seeming dedication but actually absent-mindedness is by no means pretend.

She seemed to think of being a canary as an errand, going to work when needed, and quietly rolling aside when she didn’t need to, never showing her face to disturb her.

In terms of appearance and interest, she was already impeccable, and Ning Yin was satisfied with her performance.

However, he was too obedient to him, and he felt that he was not very interesting, and he always wanted to force her to have a red eye to be happy.

Ning Yin’s legs were afraid of the cold, but his body was cold all year round, so he used to soak in the soup pool to drive away the cold.

Since last year, when an internal servant took the opportunity to send a towel to carry out an assassination, the corpse soiled the soup pond, and he no longer left anyone to serve when he bathed. Tonight, however, he specially ordered Yu Lingxian to wait for him to bathe.

If she had been sent by someone who had sent her to do it, he would certainly not have given up such a golden opportunity, then he would only be able to crush her neck with his own hands.

If she hadn’t done it…

Ning Yin opened his eyes, stepped out of the bath covered in drenched water vapor, and walked slowly towards Yu Lingxi.

However, Yu Lingxian lowered his eyebrows and held the towel, and he didn’t even have the courage to look up at him, as if his body was something embarrassing.

This boldness, presumably, has no connection with the assassination.

Ning Yin sat in a rattan chair next to her, drooling hair, glanced at her uneasy eyelashes, and suddenly ordered her: “Go in and wash.” ”

Yu Lingxian glanced at the steaming soup pool and whispered, “I’ve already bathed…”

“The king said, go in and wash it.” He intensified his tone slightly.

The girl immediately trembled, and the trembling lifted her delicate fingertips and began to loosen the waist and ties.

The layers of Hera’s dress were piled up on her calves, and the hakama wrapped in the delicate curves of Miaoman was like a flower blooming with the ultimate style, and the heat spread all the way from the tip of her foot testing the water, burning her cheeks red.

Her face is naturally suitable for dyeing bright colors.

Whether it was the red eyes that day or the blushing cheeks at this time, it was much more interesting than the dullness of the look of discouragement.

Ning Yin was so draped in her long wet hair, while pouring wine and tasting, she admired the reddened beauty in the soup pool.

It wasn’t until the beauty’s skin was thinly soaked, and the man slid down the stone steps in a daze, and a string of bubbles appeared from grunting, that he slowly put down the wine cup and fished her out before she was drowned.

……

After spending a month in peace, the Zhao family began to stir.

Zhao Hui ordered people to send generous gifts, and put on a tone of concern for the elders: “Niece can win the love of the prince, find a good person to be rich for a lifetime, the uncle’s hanging heart can finally land, and in the future, under the Nine Springs, you can also have a face to make an account with your father’s mother and sister.” They are all family, and I hope that my niece will often send family letters back to Zhao Mansion, and my uncle will burn your father and mother to report peace… And walnut, that thinks about you all the time! ”

Zhao Huisheng burst into tears and sighed, but Yu Lingxi only felt ridicule.

Her uncle was not thinking about her family letter, but suggested that Yu Lingxi used the opportunity to serve the regent in close proximity to deliver the news and provide protection for his path to promotion…

She couldn’t help it, because the walnut was still in the hands of the Zhao family.

Although she was a maid, she was indeed loyal to accompany Yu Lingxi through the difficulties, and the only warmth left was left.

Unfortunately, Yu Lingxi was no longer the simple and deceitful girl she had been.

She turned her head and relayed Zhao Hui’s words to Ning Yin, and used this as an excuse to request that Walnut be brought to her side to serve.

In this way, the Zhao family did not have to pinch her handle.

“You’re going to pick up tall branches.”

Ning Yin sat on her knees serving tea, as if to cut the answer out of her eyes, “Holding the lame foot of the king, I can’t wait to kick the Zhao family away?” ”

Yu Lingxi was a little surprised, and then quickly settled down, holding up the teacup and saying, “Wang Ye has the grace not to kill me, I just don’t want to be subject to people, and I will take revenge.” ”

Her voice was soft and clean, not flatteringly sweet, and sounded very comfortable.

Ning Yin was quite satisfied with her knowledge of the times, and when she was not crazy, she was good at talking.

So on the second day, Walnut was carried to the palace by two guards with tall cattle and horses on their arms.

……

Going out hunting today, people with ulterior motives have dropped wolves in the hunting grounds that should not have appeared. Ning Yin had been raising a hound for two years to fight with the wolves, and was seriously injured, and could not survive.

He stroked the hound’s eyes, and then, in front of Yu Lingxian, he personally crushed its neck bone.

He ordered the hounds to be made into specimens and placed in the dormitories. In this way, even if the dog is dead, he can see it day and night, no different from when he is alive.

It rained the night the hound specimen was ready, and Ning Yin’s legs were not well, and his face was as pale as paper.

At that time in the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, he was revealed and fell into the hands of Ning Changrui. The pig used all his means, the wheels were abused, poisoned, and after exhausting all his physical strength, he ordered someone to knock off his left leg bone, making him twitch and crawl on the ground like a dead dog.

The hammer had spiked barbs on it, breaking the bone marrow and bringing out the broken flesh, leaving behind a sequelae that was difficult to eliminate no matter how it was diagnosed and treated.

Ning Yin was accustomed to killing people on rainy days, which was the only way for him to relieve pain.

Yu Lingxi’s maid came in to serve tea, but was startled by the green eyes of the hound taxi on the wall, and broke his usual cup with his hand.

A crisp and abrupt cracking sound.

He tapped directly on the table and slowly opened his eyes.

Jomo sensed the growing killing intent under his eyes, and Yu Lingxi, who was flirting with incense, hurriedly stood up and blocked in front of the frightened kneeling walnut, and said, “Don’t you want to clean up yet?” ”

Ning Yin squinted slightly, and if his pale thin lips were hooked, it was a precursor to his anger.

Yu Lingxi knew that he wanted to kill people, and no one could escape except her in this temple except Walnut.

She taped up, softening her voice, awkwardly distracting him.

On a rainy night, the old disease recurred, and she should not try to appease a murderous madman.

Ning Yin almost subconsciously pinched her neck.

She froze, not daring to move, her trembling and beautiful pupils looking at him fixedly.

The blood vessels on the side of the neck under his fingers stirred rapidly, and the warmth of the living man ran along his cold fingertips, warm and delicate like jade.

Ning Yin said with a strong sigh and put his other hand up.

Yu Lingxian’s knuckles on his neck were frozen, but he did not dare to disobey. She sensed the coldness of his body full of pain, hesitated to move forward, first shook Ning Yin’s hand, and then got closer a little closer, tentatively walking into his territory.

The night rain outside the temple was endless, and the fluttering tent yarn opened its teeth and danced its claws.

The dawn is thin and the rain is blue.

When Ning Yin opened his eyes, there was a moment when he really moved his killing heart.

The man in his arms had black hair like a demon, and there were still wet marks on his eyelashes, looking fragile and enchanting.

Ning Yin never slept with anyone, and from the time he heard the woman’s fierce cries as a child, he was disgusted by all this.

Reason told him he should kill the woman. Anything that can affect his existence should disappear from the world.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck in disgust, and she knew nothing in her sleep.

Yin Pity stared for a long time, and he let go of his hand and pinched Yu Lingxi’s nose.

In a few moments, she was awakened, and looked at him with some blank eyes.

Her lips were red, her eyes were red, and I saw pity in her misty way.

“Break the leg of the spirit rhinoceros, or break a hand.”

He simply gave up killing her and smiled softly, “In this way, he is matched with the king.” ”

Yu Lingxi knew that he was not just talking.

This heartless person really plans to turn her into a “kind of person” and imprison her for a long time.

“If you break your foot, you can’t dance for the prince.”

Yu Lingxi looked at him and replied in a dumb voice, “Broken hand, you can’t massage and cook tea for Wang Ye.” ”

“Then it’s poisonous.”

Ning Yin sneered and pressed her lips, until the full red lips were pressed to the point where they were bloodless, and only then did he seem to smile and laugh, “Save this mouth from being able to speak eloquently, which upsets the king.” ”

Yu Lingxian was really frightened and shut up.

However, Ning Yin was reluctant to do so, after all, at some point last night, her voice was still very good, and she wanted to let people crush it fiercely.

Since then, there seems to be some change between the two of them, and there seems to be no.

What changed was the hour of Yu Lingxi’s service, extending from daytime to occasional rainy nights. What remains unchanged is that the regent is still cold and fierce, and only uses the little bit of her when the old disease recurs.

In addition to this annoying point, the quality of Yu Lingxi’s clothing, food, and housing had steadily improved, and it was close to the specifications of the harem concubines in the palace.

Once Ning Yin was good, and she was interested and asked her what she wanted.

Yu Lingxian was still jealous of the previous “poison-medicine” thing, lest the greater the hope, the more he would be destroyed by him for fun, and he held back for half a day, only holding out one sentence: “I want to see the lanterns of the Yuan Festival.” ”

What is this requirement? Ning Yin scoffed.

However, at the Palace Banquet of the Yuan Festival, what awaited him was a Feast of the Hongmen Gate.

The mechanism of the dark weapon almost stabbed Yu Lingxi’s heart.

Ning Yin had killed many people, he had never killed so many people with his own hands. The palace was in chaos, the corpses were lying on the ground, the blood flowed like a river, and the imperial steps in front of the palace were dyed a smelly bright red.

Yu Lingxian could have taken advantage of the chaos to escape, but she didn’t.

“Why are you fleeing?”

Yu Lingxi was frightened by his blood-soaked appearance and like a Shuluo, but still tried to calm his mind, “Wang Ye is in power in the world, there is no more noble patron in the world than Wang Ye, and there is no more comfortable home than the royal palace, I have no reason to defect.” ”

Ning Yin laughed, and his blood-stained smile looked particularly crazy.

When Yu Lingxian said this, there was a clear timidity in his eyes.

But Ning Yin was very satisfied, even if she was telling a lie, it was also the most beautiful lie.

When he went to the palace to escape the summer, Ning Yin took Yu Lingxi with him.

They spent a bloodless heat, and he took a perfunctory pseudonym “Wei Qi” and let her accompany her on a sightseeing tour.

However, after putting on the royal robe and staining his hands with blood, he became the regent who made her dare not look directly.

Yu Lingxian will also be like someone else’s canary, learning to do some embroidery female red to please him, after all, she has nothing, even her life is not her own, and the only sincerity that can be taken out is this.

Ning Yin never wore it, and threw it away. It was ridiculous to let those shoddy things appear on him.

Yu Lingxi didn’t care either, she would always make new relics to please fill.

However, when the attendant cleared out a sachet with crooked pins from under the bed, Ning Yin ghostly took it, dusted the dust, and then locked it into the low cabinet on the edge of the bed with a disgusted face.

More than a year later, all he had left was this sachet that had been forgotten in the corner, and the comfortable cloud-patterned leather boots.

Ning Yin never felt anything special about Yu Lingxi.

It’s like raising a well-behaved kitten and puppy, calling it up and waving it away, taking care of it, and then taking it coldly. His legs were old wounds, and he could not kneel, and even when he slept on the same bed on a rainy night, Yu Lingxi took the initiative to serve closely.

He was born cold-blooded and cold-blooded, did not know what “liked” things, and did not allow himself to have any weaknesses.

He wouldn’t like any woman, including Yu Lingxi.

Ning Yin enjoyed everything badly, but he was not worried that Yu Lingxian would leave.

Because she was alone, there was nowhere to go but to stay in the golden cage he had built by hand.

Until the spring of this year, a secret letter from the Zhao Mansion broke the calm.

When Ning Yin put on those cloud-patterned leather boots and sat on the carriage to the Zhao Mansion, he could still have a warm smile on his face. However, when he saw Yu Lingxi and Xue Cen standing under the begonia flowers talking, all the warmth turned into crazy dark killing intentions.

She called him “Brother Cen”, a beautiful gentleman who was beautiful and picturesque, as if he was born to stand together.

Her eyebrows furrowed, her heart full of anxiety, an emotion she had never felt before when facing him.

When she was in the palace, all her tears, shyness, and smiles were forced by him.

Ning Yinyin calmed his face, slowly opened his mouth, and pierced the harmonious picture under the flower tree.

Yu Lingxian’s pale face knelt down for Xue Cen, just like on the autumn night two years ago, Xue Cen knelt for her in the heavy rain for a night.

Ning Yin looked at their tacit understanding of green plum bamboo horses, watched Xue Cen skillfully guarding her, and the anger under his eyes almost surged out.

What is Xue Chen?

He also deserves it?

Ignoring Yu Lingxi’s pleading gaze, Ning Yin sent Xue Cen to the Dali Temple Prison and personally interrogated him.

What’s wrong with Lingxi? It was the people who were wrong to seduce her.

He tortured Xue Cen and soothed the depression with blood.

It wasn’t until much later that he understood that the dark and dry feeling in his heart that grew wildly was called “jealousy.”

Ning Yin came out of the Prison of Dali Temple and took a step with a cane.

He looked down, and his gaze fell on Yu Ling’s leather boots sewn by the rhinoceros.

The dark upper of the shoe was splashed with Xue Cen’s blood and stained.

Ning Yin was a little displeased.

However, on second thought, he could let Yu Lingxian sew a new pair of new ones, and he had something that Xue Cen would never get.

Ning Yin was relieved and returned home with a smile.

[End of This Chapter]