Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 106

[Chapter 105: The End of past lives]

The night is as deep as water, and the sleeping hall is as brightly lit as ever.

“Wangye, I was wrong.”

Under the warm orange and yellow light, Yu Lingxi’s delicate face was as bright as a divine concubine, and there was a slight trepidation in the beautiful eyes of autumn water.

Ning Yin leisurely rubbed his knuckles, looked down at her, and said, “Tell me, what’s wrong?” ”

As long as she said two nice words as before, and obediently stayed by her side from now on, Ning Yin would not harshly rebuke her for her private meeting with the surname Xue today.

He always threatened to keep her by his side.

It was just that Ning Yin didn’t realize it at that time, and it turned out that he had been afraid of losing her since so early.

He was as cold and fierce as ever, waiting for her gentle words.

However, Yu Lingxi leaned over and only whispered, “The mistake is that without the permission of the prince, he went out to reminisce with Brother Jieyi.” ”

She deliberately accentuated the words “brother of righteousness” in order to cover up the misaki.

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Ning Yin’s smile was even thicker, but the bottom of his eyes was a cold feeling, surging with a cool and thin dark color.

Yu Lingxian was obviously timid, but he still insisted on touching his belt with trembling fingertips, and his long eyelashes fluttered like butterflies fluttering in the wind.

Ning Yin watched her busy for a long time.

He didn’t know who to mock, and he hid the whimsical darkness in his heart with his indifferent laziness.

It turned out that Yu Lingxi could do this for Xue Cen.

He thought that Yu Lingxi was different, that she had nowhere to go but to stay with her forever.

But Yu Lingxian, like the crazy woman, said that she would always be good to him, but in fact she was ready to abandon him at any time.

Just as she was kneeling in front of her at this time, radiant, he felt that he had never really had her.

The old wounds in his chest were faintly painful, and Ning Yin once again tasted betrayal, even worse than the knife in the chest that had broken the temple.

How boiling his blood was, how dark and cold his eyes were, since he returned to the palace as king, he had not been so out of control for a long time.

The more you are on the verge of losing control, the more you want to prove that you can control everything.

“Laugh one.”

In the dim yarn tent, Ning Yin stretched out his fingers to pinch Yu Lingxi’s lips and forcibly pulled out a smile that was not unusual.

She could only smile at him, even if the laughter was forced out.

He reached out and wiped the beads of blood oozing from her lips, and in the most despicable words, lazily reminded her of her current situation.

He had said worse things before. If he said too much, Yu Lingxian would hum and paste it up, blocking his words…

He is the wicked, and the wicked naturally love to bully.

Besides, he liked Yu Ling’s red eyes, but he was helpless, very beautiful.

But this time, Yu Lingxian kicked him away.

She kicked at the old wound on his left leg, not very strong, but enough to arouse his anger.

Ling Xi had not been like this before, she was always following herself, gentle and considerate. But since she had seen the surname Xue, she was not even willing to do superficial perfunctory.

Ning Yin didn’t even know if his anger came from the humiliation of the old wound or from Yu Lingxi’s resistance.

“Is it too late to start hating the king now?”

Ning Yin’s face was gloomy.

He was so angry that he grabbed her ankle and threatened it, so that he didn’t realize that under Yu Ling’s faded lipstick, his lips had faded into a sickly pale.

By the time he reacted to something wrong, it was too late.

The hot and hot sprayed on Ning Yin’s front placket, and the cool intimidation and ridicule suddenly stopped.

The candle shadow flickered, the curtain stirred, and he raised his hand in a daze to touch the corner of Yu Lingxi’s lips.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes were tightly closed, and there was still a stream of blood in his mouth, and even his nose was overflowing with a line of black and red.

Ning Yin hurriedly pressed the acupuncture point to stop the bleeding, but he couldn’t stop… So much blood, his placket and cuffs were all dyed a strange dark red, and he couldn’t wipe it clean.

For a moment, her body quickly quieted down, and her fingertips slid feebly down his arm.

Ning Yin’s eyelashes fluttered, and he subconsciously grabbed her hand and squeezed it hard.

“Spirit Rhinoceros.”

He called her, but the only thing that could answer him was endless dead silence.

With a thud, the door of the dormitory was kicked open from the inside.

The guards on duty in the court immediately drew their swords, but they were shocked when they saw the regent who was covered in black blood.

“Go to the hospital.”

Ning Yin hugged Yu Lingxi, who was wrapped in a cloak, and his face was terriblely cold, “Call The Medicine Lang over.” ”

But the regent is a cripple! Without a cane, how could his legs support the weight of carrying a person on a brisk walk?

After a short silence, someone carefully reminded: “Wang Ye, Yao lang has been out of the capital cloud tour as early as two years ago…”

Before he could finish speaking, the servant who spoke flew out of the whole person, smashed on the pillar, and fell to the ground.

Ning Yin’s face was splashed with black blood, like a Shuluo who came out of the night.

So everyone rushed down to arrange things, and no one dared to say a word.

Ning Yin’s cold white face quickly oozed cold sweat, and the old leg injury could not support the weight of the two people, and he cried out for the severe pain of the heart.

He staggered a step, quickly stabilized himself, and carried Yu Lingxi into the carriage.

He carefully sat Yu Lingxi on his side, trying to reach out and stroke the hair that was stuck to the corners of her mouth by black blood, but he stopped when he saw her hands that were also covered with blood, and he had no way to start.

“Don’t be afraid.”

He stared at Yu Lingxi’s tightly closed eyes, always calm and tough, “It will be all right.” ”

All the senior doctors in the Tai Hospital were arrested, trembling and kneeling at Ning Yin’s feet, helpless.

Either their medical skills are not perfect, or Hua Tuo is still alive, and they can’t save a dead man!

“Mrs. Guan’s symptoms seem to be poisonous. However, the silver needle could not detect the abnormality, and it was not known whether Xu died of an emergency…”

I don’t know which word angered Ning Yin, the blade under the crutch stabbed out, and the doctor immediately fell down with wide eyes, and a piece of Yin red appeared under his body.

“Quacks.” Ning Yin calmly put away the sharp blade at the bottom of the cane.

“The king spares his life!” Spare your life! ”

The hospital was in mourning.

……

Before dawn, Ning Yin brought Yu Lingxi back to the palace.

Her body had become so cold, colder than his body temperature when his old illness had recurred.

Ning Yin carried her to the soup pool in the clean room, Ling Xi loved to be clean so much, his body could not always be bloody.

The water vapor is thick, and the cold light of the intersection of dawn and night is thrown into the pool water through the high window ledge, fainting the silver scales.

He loosened his clothes and slowly stepped into the pool with Yu Lingxi in his arms, the milky white mist gently swaying away, and gently wrapped the two of them.

Ning Yin grabbed the soaked veil and washed away the blood for Yu Lingxian little by little, but no matter how she soaked it and how she washed it, her body was always a strange and miserable white, and she would never soak up crimson as usual.

“It’s getting dark.”

Ning Yin sat down on the jade steps that she had placed in the soup pond, extended his fingers and pushed her closed eyes, and his voice was hoarse and low, “If you don’t wake up again, the king will kill all your old acquaintances.” ”

“Did you hear me?”

He squeezed Yu Lingxi’s cold jaw and threatened her skillfully.

Yu Lingxian leaned against the edge of the wet pool, his body lost support, and slid into the water.

Ning Yin’s look changed, and he hurriedly picked her up and held her in his arms, and re-stabilized her.

“So undeterred.”

He laughed, and his dark eyes looked at the motionless Yu Lingxi.

After a long time, he changed his low tone: “Wake up, and the king will not scare you.” ”

Yu Lingxian naturally couldn’t respond.

Ning Yin remembered that she was in poor health, and every time she stayed in the soup pool for a quarter of an hour, her chest was tight and short of breath, and she was dizzy and could not stand up.

He was afraid to hold her, and every quarter of an hour he would carry Yu Lingxian out of the soup pool.

But when it was time to go out for a cup of tea, Yu Lingxi’s body would cool down again. Ning Yin took the trouble to carry her back into the pool until she was infected with the temperature that had once fascinated people.

The first rays of morning light shone through the window ledge, and Ning Yin knew that it was time for Yu Lingxi to dress up.

At this time of day, she would dress up fresh and bright, softly and smoothly come to Ann and make him a cup of tea.

Ning Yin carried Yu Lingxi back to the sleeping hall, opened the makeup box on the dresser, and took rouge Luo Dai to paint powder for her.

Yan’s red lipstick covered the paleness and lit up her delicate face. His dark hair spread like satin, as quiet as if he were asleep.

When dressing, Ning Yin’s gaze fell on the back of Yu Lingxi’s shoulder, and a few small purple spots appeared on the white and flawless skin.

He stretched out his fingers and pressed them, and his leisurely expression gradually became solemn.

Ning Yin got up and ordered someone to make a beautiful ice bed with Han Jade and Jian Ice and send it into the secret room.

The well-dressed Yu Lingxian was lying on it, his body shrouded in a layer of light blue cold fog, beautiful like a xian’e born in ice and snow.

Ning Yin was very satisfied, and the blue frost of ice reflected in his eyes, with a careless gentleness: “Come to see you again at night.” ”

Until this point, he still didn’t feel much discomfort.

Whoever had conspired against Yu Lingxian, he had killed that person.

Within two days, his subordinates found out that there was a problem with Yu Lingxi’s tea cup in the Zhao Mansion.

Even if the Zhao family had already destroyed the evidence for the first time, the Regency Palace also had contacts and means to find clues.

On the third day, Ning Yin went to Zhao Mansion.

The Zhao family destroyed the door in his hands, and suddenly became a purgatory on earth.

He did not kill Zhao Yuming because all the most hateful people had to stay and slowly torture and torture those who were worse off than dead.

On the fifth day, Ning Yin Youzha went to Dali Temple and broke two of Xue Cen’s fingers.

As he said, Ling Xi would not be willing to wake up again, and he would kill all her old knowledge.

On the sixth day, Yu Lingxian had not yet woken up.

The sky was overcast, and the old disease began to hurt again, but no one posted it to gently relieve his pain.

Ning Yin went to the soup pond for half an hour and drank a pot of wine.

Strangely, he was not an indulgent man, he never drank heavily, but today he was quite happy with cup after cup, as if only wine could fill a bottomless vacancy somewhere.

With the catalysis of wine, things that are deliberately suppressed gradually come to mind and fill the mind.

By the time the reaction came, Ning Yin had already walked into the secret room and stood in front of Yu Lingxi’s ice bed.

Lying down too long, the fat powder on her face was slightly mottled.

She is born – love beauty, when she first drank Jiu Youxiang mistakenly thought that she was going to die, she would still drag her heavy body to paint her eyebrows and apply powder, and her makeup would be beautiful and bright before going to die.

Thinking about this, Ning Yin took the idle fat powder box on the side and began to slowly draw her eyebrows and make up.

The hand suddenly shook, the lipstick fainted out of the edge of the lip line, and Ning Yin patiently raised his finger to wipe away the excess lipstick.

He looked at her for a moment, then reached out and pressed the corner of her mouth and pushed it up, lazily saying, “Laugh one.” ”

The corners of Yu Lingxi’s mouth were stiff, colder than his fingers, and he would never open his wet red eyes like before, looking at him helplessly and pitifully.

Ling Xi would never smile at him again.

She wasn’t gambling on revenge, or she slept extra long, and she died.

The word “death” came to mind, slightly stinging.

He didn’t want to admit that momentary panic.

“It’s good to be dead.”

Ning Yin’s thin lips opened slightly, and his face was plated with a layer of cold frost.

He laughed again, it’s good to die.

Like the hound, it is preserved after death, just like when it was alive.

Yes, there won’t be any difference. He consoled himself.

On the seventh day, Ning Yin locked Yu Lingxi’s things in the secret room.

Those were all objects that Yu Lingxi used often, and they should be with her.

Walnut cried for seven days, knelt in the court to burn paper money, and his red and swollen eyes gave Ning Yin a kowtow, a little, until his forehead was red and swollen.

She said, “I ask the prince to show mercy and let the slave maid bury the young lady in the funeral.” She can’t be a lone ghost without a tombstone tablet! ”

Ning Yin almost strangled this.

Burying the spirit rhino into the dark underground and allowing her to corrupt into maggots is a great blasphemy against her.

Ling Xi should always stay in the palace and accompany him.

Since then, Ning Yin has not allowed anyone to mention Yu Lingxi’s name again, and those who violate the order will die.

This group of inferior mediocre people is not worthy of the name of the Spirit Rhinoceros. More often, however, he was unable to face the suppressed pain that often arose in his chest.

Ning Yin thought that this sudden pain stemmed from the poison of “Hundred Flowers Killing” in Yu Lingxian’s body.

Although he had a special physique, he was not a king kong incorruptible body, and he did not know how long he would live.

But before he dies, he will kill everyone.

The poison in the tea cup of the Zhao Mansion was given by Xue Song.

He told Zhao Yuming that only when Yu Lingxi disappeared, Xue Cen would die. And only xue cen was dead hearted, Zhao Yuming had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Therefore, she and Xue Song were in league and joined forces to deceive Xue Cen under the pretext of saving people.

Poor Xue Cen, this fool, didn’t know until the end that he had become an accomplice to Yu Lingxi’s death, and he didn’t even know that his “second sister” was no longer alive.

It took Ning Yin two days to uproot and wipe out the Xue family, along with his staff henchmen.

The corpses fell in front of him one after another, blood splashing, and he could not feel the slightest pleasure.

He went to prison to torture XueZen because he was jealous.

Xue Cen thought that Yu Lingxi was still suffering in the palace and scolded Ning Yin.

After scolding enough, he recounted how he and Yu Lingxi were young and bamboo horses, and said that when they were teenagers, they used to boat on the lake together and spend poetry together…

There were so many good memories between Xue Cen and Yu Lingxi, and between Ning Yin and Yu Lingxi, there were only threats and intimidation.

Konin Yin would not kill Xue Cen.

At least the Yu Lingxian in Xue Cen’s mouth was vivid and real, so real that it seemed to be in front of his eyes, and it was good to listen to her story occasionally.

Coming out of prison, the cool breeze brushed his cheeks, as if someone had run past him in anger.

He reached out and clenched his fingers, but only caught a piece of nothingness.

Back in the hall, Ning Yin put his crutch on the edge of the bed and subconsciously called, “Lingxi…”

Suddenly, there was a long dead silence.

There was the smell of the spirit rhinoceros everywhere in the air, but there was no spirit rhinoceros everywhere.

The second month of Lingxi’s absence.

It was another rainy night, and no amount of wine could warm the cold that seeped into the bone marrow.

Ning Yin returned to the sleeping hall slightly drunk, pulled open the drawer of the low cabinet, and his eyes fell on the sachet with crooked stitches.

He took it in his hand, looked at the light for a long time, and laughed: “It’s still ugly.” ”

For a moment, his eyes were solemn, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually faded.

He leaned on the bed with his eyes closed, his teeth trembling, and then slowly, slowly, curled up.

“Lingxi, Ben Wang Leng…”

Then he suddenly woke up, looked at the empty pillow side, and opened his eyes until dawn.

The third month of Lingxi’s absence.

Ning Yin changed her taste and began to eat her favorite pepper powder tea soup. He added spoonful after spoonful of pepper powder to her like her, and the corners of his eyes were red, and his stomach burned with pain, and he laughed more and more wildly.

In the fifth month of Ling Xi’s absence, Ning Yin kicked the little emperor off the dragon chair and turned the court upside down.

Standing on top of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, he calmly accepted the fear and curse of the people and looked at all beings.

It was late autumn, and I remember that when Ling Xi was sent to the palace, it was also a desolate autumn night.

At the beginning of the year, Yu Lingxi begged him to let her go shopping in the street and breathe. At that time, he was busy dealing with the three princes who were trying to move, and did not agree.

Remembering this unfinished wish, Ning Yin rarely had Yaxing and went for a walk on the street.

As soon as the crowd saw his noble deep purple royal robe, they were terrified and trembled and detoured, and even the peddlers did not even want the stalls, and dragged the children playing on the side of the road into the alley.

Ning Yin didn’t care at all, he slowly turned around with his cane, and then picked up a white jade hairpin with a good color in the jade shop, and subconsciously turned around: “Lingxi, this jade…”

There was nothing around him, and there was no gentle figure in sight.

The bodyguard saw that his gaze darkened for a moment, and dutifully said, “Wang Ye, do you have any orders?” ”

Ning Yin didn’t say a word, threw the hairpin back into the jin box, and turned away.

He bought the caramel that Yu Lingxian often ate, stuffed one by one into his mouth, and chewed and swallowed. However, no matter how many she ate, it was difficult to taste the sweetness of this sugar that was fed between her cherry lips…

The sky is lonely, and the cry is mournful.

Ning Yin stopped.

No one fed him candy, and no one sewed new leather boots for him.

It really took him half a year to understand in the blunt knife of day-to-day memories that his spirit rhinoceros was no longer there.

The swelling pain swept through the chest cavity again, suppressed to the extreme, the internal organs almost wanted to split, Ning Yin connected with the unconstructed caramel, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The blood sprayed on the ground like a flower, startling the sugar sellers and guards on the side.

However, before they could come forward, Ning Yin’s face was expressionless, and then he spat out a mouthful of even more blood.

At the moment of the neck of the knife holder, the candy buyer was already frightened and fell to his knees: the conscience of heaven and earth! The regent vomited blood and had nothing to do with him, and there was no poison in his sugar!

Ning Yin indifferently raised his finger and touched the blood stain on his lips.

The bright red color is not the cruelty of the Hundred Flowers Killing, but it really comes from his internal organs, which is the blood of his heart half a year late.

Ning Yin laughed, his shoulders shrugged with laughter, and the red of the water stained his thin lips, lining his pale and profound handsome face like a ghost.

He doesn’t cry, but the blood in his mouth has already poured out instead of tears.

“Who’s going to kill today?”

Ning Yin took the veil handed by the attendant Shu Weiwei and pressed the corner of his lips and smiled.

In the past six months, he has killed countless people, and the innocent and the innocent have long been indistinguishable.

In the end, he found that in fact, the most damned thing was himself.

After the First Yuan Festival of the previous year, he already knew that there were many crises around him, and there were many people who wanted him to die, which would inevitably affect Yu Lingxi, but he still thought that the royal palace was impenetrable and there would be no accidents.

Returning from the Zhao Mansion that day, he had already seen that Yu Lingxi’s face was pale, but he let jealousy wash over his head and missed the best time to save people…

Ling Xi must have hated him very much.

Hating him well, Ning Yin dreamed that he wanted Ling Xi to come back for revenge.

Didn’t she say that? If she died, she would turn into a ghost and come back to him for her life.

But why hasn’t she appeared yet?

Ning Yin coughed up another mouthful of blood, pinching the wet veil, and his dark and cold eyes were already stained with resentment.

The winter night was bitterly cold, and the first snow fell unexpectedly.

Xue Cen stood in prison with a disheveled face, looking at the snow light outside the window of the prison.

Until now, he didn’t know that Yu Lingxian was dead and was living eating chaff vegetables. He firmly believes that one day he will be able to take his second sister to escape the bitter sea and run to a paradise…

It must have been a beautiful picture, Xue Cen had a shallow smile of hope hanging from the corner of his mouth, waiting day after day.

And the Regency Palace, the fire reflected half the sky.

Ning Yin dragged himself covered in blood and staggered into the secret passage that he did not dare to set foot in for half a year.

The ice bed was still there, and the red clothes were like fire.

“The king has been waiting for you for eight months and nine days.”

Ning Yin gently set the blood-stained cane aside, leaned over to reflect the cold light of the ice bed, and lazily complained, “You have reneged on your word, Lingxi.” ”

“But no problem.”

Ning Yin’s tone quickly became relaxed, crazy and tight, “This time, the king went to find you.” ”

The door of the Chamber of Secrets closed slowly behind him, dropping the deadlock.

Ning Yin smiled comfortably and contentedly, and took Yu Lingxian into his arms in a lying posture.

Forever.

[End of This Chapter]