Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 32

[Chapter 32: Asking a Question is a Good Murderer.]

As soon as the wind blows, the brass bell hanging from the corner of the water pavilion clangs.

Ning Yin turned the lychee core between his fingers, looked at Yu Lingxi, who was holding the pen in a daze, and raised an eyebrow for a moment: “Sister don’t like it?” ”

Can this be a question of whether to like it or not?

Whoever receives a “hair” pen made of hair will take some time to react.

“It’s not dislike, it’s just curiosity.”

Yu Lingxian held the intricately carved and smooth pen body, and the white fingertips were contrasted with the delicate redness, and narrowed his eyes, “What if next time, I praise your beautiful eyes?”

“If the sister likes it, it is not impossible to give it to the sister with her eyes.”

Ning Yin actually thought about it seriously, and Fang did not hesitate to say slowly, “It’s just that sister is kind, and her eyeballs are a bit troublesome to handle, so we can’t scare my sister.”

“Not necessarily.”

Yu Lingxi hurriedly stopped this dangerous topic, “Hair can still grow after cutting, but if the eyes, hands and feet are gone, then they are mutilated.” Human things, or the best when they are alive…”

As he was speaking, Ning Yin smiled lowly, “Oh, it turns out that my sister likes to use live.” ” Pen Fun Court website m.biqiudu. com

Thanks to his blessing, Yu Lingxi now heard the word “use”, and his cheeks were subconsciously dry.

She furrowed her brows, a little helplessly: “I mean, your own body, better to cherish.” ”

This time Ning Yin did not smile, the dark eyes looked at her eyelashes for a long time, and I didn’t know if she had heard it.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, “Sister, can I use this, an inscription?” ”

On the side of the case, he bought paper and ink.

Just take Ning Yin’s beautiful hair dipped in ink, Mo is a little unbearable.

Yu Lingxian fixed his mind, Fang used the water to melt the pen sharply, and moistened the ink: “Let me write what?” ”

Ning Yin’s right hand was behind him, and the left hand wrapped around the apricot white streamer slowly studied the ink strip, returning to yesterday’s scene, and said: “The cheeks are red and deep, and the musk navel is full of 1.” ”

The pen is sharp, and pulls an ink “color” tail on the rice paper.

“This tenacity is suitable for the free and atmospheric line of grass, and it is not suitable for writing this sentence.”

Yu Lingxi pretended not to understand his thoughts, but the pen was a sentence in “Zhou Yi”: A gentleman hides his instrument in his body and waits for the time to move.

The “gentleman” is a man of both virtue and virtue, and the son of a king, who hides and waits for the opportunity. Ning Yin prided himself on being clever, but he couldn’t “touch” what Yu Lingxi meant.

His movement of grinding ink slowed down, as if smiling: “Sister,” this is too much for me.” ”

“I have a very accurate vision, and I can’t be wrong.”

Yu Lingxian dried the handwriting, handed the written words to Ning Yin, and smiled sincerely, “Thank you for the pen, it is very easy to use.” ”

Ning Yin narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his hand, and grasped the other end of the rice paper.

The paper’s atmospheric handwriting seemed to fall on the bottom of his eyes.

The breeze blows a pool of spring water, and the willow leaves are clustered.

Ning Yin’s eyes were dimly “colored”, and when he looked at the moon gate behind the rockery, a piece of plain “color” flashed by.

Zhao Yuming returned.

She had been knocking on the side of Yu Ling’s body for the blissful current situation, but she couldn’t help but see the scene in the water pavilion.

At the moment when the black-clad teenager turned his head slightly, she was startled and hurriedly turned away.

Until she reached the corner gate of the General’s Mansion, she stopped with some trepidation. After a brief moment of surprise, there was a deep surge of jealousy.

The young man in the water pavilion was covered by the general figure of the pillar, she did not clear her face, from the clothes should be a bodyguard or the like, Yu Lingxi smiled at him and treated him very closely and trusted, and did not abide by the defense of men and women.

Again, I heard from Zhao Su that the “medicinal” effect of BlissFul Incense…

Zhao Yuming covered his torn face, and a dark snickering joy surged up in his heart.

Ever since she came to Yu Mansion to celebrate her birthday a few years ago, when she first saw Xue Erlang who was bright and bright, she never forgot her again. She knew that her father was just a seven-pin official, the door was slightly cold, and there was no reliable brother to support her, so she could only bury her heart deep in her heart.

But gradually, this intention twisted and swelled in the day-to-day jealousy and inferiority, eating her beyond recognition.

Yu Lingxian had hit the Blissful Fragrance, it couldn’t be a complete body, and how clean was it? Why can Xue Erlang accept her, but not himself?

He lost himself to the prince, and was Cheng’en; But Yu Lingxian’s loss of being a lowly slave was a disgrace.

Zhao Yuming slowly tightened her fingers and said to the maid next to her, “Hongzhu, let’s go to Xue Mansion.” ”

“Sister, you still don’t have a heart?”

The maid was embarrassed, “Xue Erlang will not see you, the next time he visited the door, he did not even let you go to the door.” And your horse is going to be in the palace, and he has to avoid suspicion even more. ”

Zhao Yuming paused and said reluctantly, “Then inquire about when Xue Gongzi will open the door today, and I will block him outside.” ”

Seeing that the maid did not move, she urged: “Tomorrow there will be no chance, quick!” ”

No matter what method she used, she must tell Xue Cen what she saw with her own eyes and let him marry Yu Lingxi’s heart.

In the compartment, the beast stove incense smoke dissipated.

Yu Lingxian washed the ink pen with red plum pattern, carefully sucked out the water with a cotton cloth, and put it on the pen holder to dry.

The fingers and abdomen ran over the intricately carved patterns, and he couldn’t help but chuckle: The madman’s method is still so incomprehensible.

The parents who receive the skin of the body are willing to cut off such a wisp of gift when the newlywed hair is married. With a pen made of hair, how did he come about?

Just as he was smiling, Yu Xinyi pushed the door, and Yu Lingxi withdrew his hand.

Yu Xinyi did not notice her movements, casually put the knife on the case, “rubbed” the neck and said, “I just saw Zhao Yuming sneaking through the corner door, didn’t do anything to you?” ”

“Zhao Yuming?”

Shouldn’t she have left long ago?

What happened, Yu Lingxian snorted, “It doesn’t matter, she thinks she is the one who handles it, but it’s just a void, and it can’t hurt me at all.” ”

Only those who have dirty hearts will be dirty.

Right now, I overheard the noise coming from the front yard.

“Sister, what’s going on outside?” Yu Lingxian asked.

“Oh, it’s Yu Huanchen who has returned from the palace.” It is said that the four counties of Luozhou were suddenly affected by wind disasters, which damaged thousands of acres of fields and tens of thousands of victims. ”

Yu Xinyi said, “The Emperor ordered Yu Huanchen to escort the disaster relief grain, which will be sent tonight.” ”

“So fast?”

“Disasters are urgent, and it is common to pull up camp overnight.”

Even so, Yu Lingxian still felt that something was wrong.

Why would such a thing as delivering disaster relief food make the people of the General’s Mansion face?

At the end of the unitary hour, as soon as the sky was dark, Yu Huanchen straightened out the good people and horses.

Yu Lingxi stood in front of the steps carrying a yarn lamp, and instructed Yu Huanchen, who was dressed in armor, to say, “The disaster relief matter involves a lot, and the elder brother is hopeful.” ”

Yu Huanchen wrapped the reins around his hand, and Lang Ran smiled, “I can’t do such things well, so I’m sorry for my identity as Major General Yu.” Don’t worry about the years, wait for brother to come back! ”

Yu Xinyi, who was holding his arm on the side, lowered his face and said hardly, “Yu Xinyi, haosheng takes care of Ah Niang and his sister!” ”

“Still in your tube?”

Yu Xinyi said disgustedly, “Hurry up, it’s too late.” ”

Yu Huanchen raised his horse whip and led Yu Jun’s cronies towards the city gate.

The fire snaked and soon disappeared into the night.

……

The wind blew overnight, and the empty steps dripped rain.

At the corner door behind the hood room, Ning Yin crossed the Guards of the Yu Mansion on duty and stepped down the stone steps with heavy red leaves.

A cargo man approached, carrying a cargo box, waving a rattle and shouting. Seeing Ning Yin, he said attentively, “Lang Jun, do you want to buy sugar?” ”

Ning Yin stopped, glanced at the colorful preserved fruits and sugar grains in the cargo box, and casually asked: “Is there caramel?” ”

“Yes, yes.” The freighter hurriedly took a piece of oil paper and scooped a spoonful of caramel for him.

“The subordinates have created a momentum in accordance with the instructions of His Highness, and YuShitai is impeaching the prince for his immorality, just waiting for the time to be ripe.”

Cargo Lang kept moving his hands, reporting in a voice that only each other could hear, “Also, the people in the General’s Mansion are secretly checking His Highness’s past, and his subordinates are afraid that Yu Yu will find out that His Highness is in their palace, but they have to do it…”

“Not necessarily.” Ning Yin “touched” a copper plate resting in the drawer of the cargo box, and the god “color” was calm, “Let them check.” ”

As far as Yu Huanchen had this fate, he came back alive to check his details.

After all, although Ning Tan’s pig had no ability, he had a very vengeful memory.

“Check the bliss for me.” Ning Yin smiled.

“Okay.” The cargo lang laughed and offered the wrapped caramel in both hands: “Lang Jun walks slowly.” ”

Ning Yin carried the sugar packet behind him, and in the rattle of the drifting waves, he hit the steps and headed towards the water.

Yu Lingxian was indeed practicing words there.

The wind stirred the hem of her light “color” skirt, like a touch of morning light.

As if he knew he would meet him, he did not bring a maid to serve.

So Ning Yin walked by and reached out to study ink for her slowly.

He has a laid-back posture, and he is not born to serve people, not so much as ink research, but more to be interested in teasing and playing.

“Where’ it went?” Walnut said that you were not in the cover room. ”

Yu Lingxian glanced at his slender hand, and the skin was lined with thick black ink strips, with a cold jade-like texture.

She always felt that Ning Yin’s hands were very suitable for interlocking with people’s ten fingers…

Realizing what he was savoring, Yu Ling’s heart tightened, and he was busy shaking away the “chaotic” Fa in his mind.

“Buy sugar.” Ning Yin wiped his hands, put the caramel he had just bought on the stone table, and pushed it towards Yu Lingxi’s side.

Then he paused slightly, looking down at the long tone: “My sister used a pen that I sent.” ”

Yu Lingxi followed his gaze and looked at the bamboo pen in his hand, pretending not to listen to the coolness in his tone: “Your pen is so beautiful, I am reluctant to use it.” ”

Yu Lingxi did not have the habit of writing with his hair, so he collected the red pen made by Ning Yin himself in the room.

She had all calculated that if ning Yin did not recognize the old after Ning Yin gained power in the future, she would take that pen to show him and exchange it for a comfortable future.

“What is my sister calculating?” The eyeballs are dripping and “messy”. ”

Ning Yin seemed to wear her absent-mindedness and laughed softly.

Yu Lingxian closed his fluttering thoughts and put aside his pen.

“Wei Qi, I have something to ask you.”

She pursed her lips, as if deliberating for a long time, and Fang whispered, “If… I mean if, if someone had served you for two years and suddenly died, what would you do with her? ”

This idea has been around since yesterday.

Yesterday, Ning Yin said that he didn’t like Zhao Yuming’s face, so Yu Lingxian vaguely guessed why Ning Yin in the past life would scratch Zhao Yuming’s face with a cane behind her.

Therefore, whether she was doubted or not in her previous life, she could get the answer from Ning Yin’s body in this life.

Ning Yin’s eyebrows were slightly raised, as if she was curious why she would ask this.

But his tone was still cold and thin, and he said lightly: “It’s over, dig a pit and bury it.” ”

He didn’t know why he would answer this boring hypothesis, probably because Yu Lingxi’s eyes were too serious and serious at this time.

“So what if there isn’t even a pit?” Yu Lingxi asked again.

Her intuition told her that Ning Yin’s answer might be the crux of the matter.

Ning Yin twisted a piece of candy from the table and said, “That is the person without the people, and it is not worth my trouble.” ”

Hearing this, Yu Lingxian was blocked in his heart.

After worrying about things for so long, Yu Ning Yinlai was just a cold sentence of “no one, it is not worth bothering.”

Because it was not worth the trouble, let her body lie in the dark chamber, and did not even give her the opportunity to settle down?

Getting an answer is more bitter than not getting an answer.

Yu Lingxian glanced at him, grabbed the caramel in his hand, and said, “I won’t give you something to eat.” ”

Ning Yin was stunned.

Looking at the empty palm, “sigh” sounded: How fierce.

Yu Lingxi thought that everything had been too long, and the real murderer who poisoned herself was about to fall to the ground, she should not mind the days when she became a lone ghost…

Hearing Ning Yin’s answer, it was still difficult to hide his sadness.

Strangely, before she was very good, she would not be so pretentious.

Seeing her sitting alone without speaking, the coolness in Ning Yin’s eyes finally sank, turning into some doubts and confusion.

He stared at Yu Ling’s slightly trembling eyelashes for a long time, and Fang peeled a piece of sugar for her and handed it to her.

He blinked his eyes very slowly and called, “Sister? ”

The “milk” fragrant caramel was twisted on his fingertips, and Yu Lingxian wrinkled his nose and felt bored.

What are the sins created by the great madmen in the past life and the madmen now?

She glanced at Ning Yin, and before she could speak, she saw the walnut god “Color” hurriedly running over, breaking the silence and saying, “Sister…”

Seeing that Ning Yin was there, Walnut had some scruples.

Yu Lingxi sorted out the situation and motioned to her: “Let’s talk straight, what’s the matter?” ”

“Sister, the Zhao mansion is in trouble.”

Walnut lowered his voice, “Cousin.” ”

[End of This Chapter]