Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 39

[Chapter 39 Chapter 39: Dreams]

In two lifetimes, Yu Lingxi was self-righteous and frank, and he never felt the slightest sorry for Ning Yin.

She told herself that she could not hate or complain, but she could not forget what had happened to her.

However, once people repeatedly remind themselves of the grievances they have suffered, how can they not mind at all?

She naturally took Ning Yin in and used it as a springboard to shelter the Yu family. She warns herself not to follow in the footsteps of her past life, and to have any affection with him beyond “taking what is needed”…

But in the end, you are a victim and a tool of murder. What is really unashamed is this crazy person who is so bad that he frankly.

Yu Lingxi knew that the fault was not herself, she just felt great irony, for the past six months of blindness and prejudice.

“No one bullied me.”

The tip of Yu Ling’s nose was slightly red, and he looked at him with wet eyes, and he added softly with his lips, “In the future, no one will bully us again.” ”

She said “we”, and there was an impenetrable flow of emotions in her eyes, which was not the same as before.

Strangely, Ning Yin did not hate these two words.

“Miss, what did you hear from Yao lang?” he asked. https://m.biqiudu.com Pen Fun Court

“The poison that Zhao Yuming was poisoned by was called ‘Hundred Flowers Killing’, but it was a strange poison inflicted by the descending tribes to murder the former emperor through the ‘Beauty Scheme.'” Yu Lingxian repeated what Yao Lang had said, trying his best to calm his fluctuating voice.

Ning Yin was interested in the vicious things in the world, and he heard the words and said, “This poison is interesting.” ”

“It’s not fun at all.”

Yu Lingxi looked solemn, clenched his fingers, and said, “Poisoning another person with an unsuspecting living person as bait is extremely vicious.”

Of course, the most poisonous is the one who poisoned him.

Ning Yin looked at Yu Lingxi for a long time, and the hand that pinched Yu Lingxi’s jaw loosened, and his fingers moved up to wipe away the wet marks at the corners of her eyes.

The man’s knuckles are tough, the strength is not too gentle, but it gives people unprecedented stability.

“Then why does the young lady mind so much about this poison?”

Yu Lingxi’s wet eyelashes flickered slightly.

If Ning Yin knew, in the previous life, she was also a container for this poison, and vomited his blood after being entangled in the bed… Presumably he would break her neck and throw her into the chamber of secrets to display the corpse again?

She shook her head and stopped continuing the topic.

I had never shed a few tears in my two lifetimes, and every time I lost my temper was in front of Ning Yin.

She took a step back, sucked in her nose, and looked up again to regain some calm.

Ning Yin didn’t know anything about her past life, but she couldn’t forget that some things had to be solved.

“Zhao Yuming was poisoned the day before entering the palace, could it be that someone wanted to borrow her to murder the prince?”

Yu Lingxian deduced in his heart, in the past life, Ning Yin had too many enemies, and the number of people who wanted him to die was like a carp across the river, and it was really impossible to investigate.

However, if the poisoned person is also a fierce enemy of the prince and can intersect with the Ning, Zhao, and Yu families at the same time, then the scope of investigation is much smaller.

Just as he was thinking, Ning Yin’s low and scattered voice came: “If the target is the Eastern Palace, it will not let the woman die violently before entering the palace.” ”

Yu Lingxi felt that what Ning Yin said made sense.

Perhaps only the “bad guys” know best what the bad guys think.

Thinking about this, Yu Lingxian turned his head sideways, and his voice still had a slight nasal tone: “You say, what did Zhao Yuming do to provoke the disaster of killing himself?” ”

Ning Yin thought without heart and lungs: What reason is needed to kill people?

If you are in a good mood, kill someone again, and if you are in a bad mood, it is no big deal.

But either Yu Lingxi’s expression at this time was too solemn, or her appearance of crying was too provocative, Ning Yin swallowed the cold words that came to her mouth and said slowly, “Xu is whose path she is blocking, or she knows the secret that should not be known.” ”

Yu Lingxi nodded, this answer may only be revealed until it is found out who Zhao Yuming saw before he died.

“Miss!” In the distance came the anxious call of walnuts.

Yu Lingxian hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe his eyes, calmly turned around, and saw Walnut leading the guards from under the temple wall.

“Go back, Wei Qi.”

Yu Lingxi was afraid that the attendant would be suspicious and wanted to leave, but he was hooked to the side of his sleeve.

She followed the slender knuckles that hooked the edge of her sleeve upwards and landed on Ning Yin’s handsome and deep face, and tilted her head in doubt.

Ning Yin casually twisted her soft and thin sleeves with his fingers, and his dark eyes could not see the bottom, for a long time, Fang leaned down slightly closer.

“Miss, don’t forget, Wei Qi’s dispatch is always on hand.”

When the wind rises, his deep voice accompanies the fluttering bamboo leaves to his ears, and a circle of ripples ripples in his heart.

……

“There is something evil in this Golden Cloud Temple.”

On the carriage, Walnut shook Yu Lingxian’s shake to cool off, while exhaling, “Otherwise, why does it suddenly become strange every time the young lady comes here?” ”

Yu Lingxian did not pay attention to the walnut’s muttering, and his mind was full of the two dead goldfish and the medicinal properties of “Killing Hundred Flowers”.

She simply took the fan in Walnut’s hand and shook it herself, trying to focus on the right thing.

“Walnut, you asked the steward to upgrade Wei Qi’s monthly routine by two levels.” Take some comfortable fabric and make him a few summer shirts to replace. ”

Yu Lingxi thought, this is what Ning Yin deserves.

Walnut was thinking of something else.

Since the handsome beggar entered the house, the young lady not only took him in, gave him a name, but also gave him the freedom to go beyond the guards, and several times the young lady disappeared, and finally appeared with this person named “Wei Qi”.

Now he has raised his monthly money above the guest secretary, and he has great trust…

Could it be that the young lady really liked him?

Walnut was a little embarrassed.

Yu Qing, as Miss’s personal maid, no matter what kind of person Miss likes, she will support it in her heart;

Yu Li, Miss is a delicate and noble girl who grew up in the splendid pile, and she hopes that Miss can marry a good person who can protect her.

Although Wei Qi’s appearance was good-looking, he was a servant of unknown origin, and he couldn’t give miss a comfortable enough life!

If he was only poor, it would not hurt, I was afraid that he had bad intentions and coveted the power of the General’s Palace to confuse the young lady…

The more Walnut thought about it, the more worried he became for the master, and he wanted to stop talking.

Back at the General’s Mansion, Lady Yu was inspecting the Qiluo umbrella fan and other items purchased by the housekeeper.

More than a month later, It was Yu Huanchen’s marriage, he was still in Luozhou to relieve the disaster, and these things were worried about by Lady Yu.

Yu Lingxian stepped forward and helped pick out the invitation pattern and satin, and then saw Madame Yu gently stroke her wet sideburns and asked, “Why is the face of the old man so red?” Don’t be busy, here’s Ah Niang to check it, go and rest. ”

Yu Lingxi put down the invitation card and pressed the back of his hand to his cheek, which was really hot.

Ning Yin’s words “listen to the dispatch at any time” sounded in his ears again.

She knew what Ning Yin meant: tomorrow, it would be the last poison hair.

It’s okay not to mention it, but my cheeks are hot when I mention it, and there is a little inexplicable fear mixed between the restlessness.

She didn’t know what she was afraid of.

Unable to even eat dinner, Yu Lingxi went back to his room to rest.

The fan in his hand shook faster and faster, and after thinking about it, Yu Lingxi opened the door and summoned the little maid who was waiting outside the door.

His voice was soft and weak, and he commanded, “Go clean up the Pavilion, and tonight I’ll go over there and sleep.” ”

The maid was a little surprised, it was only early summer, and the night was still a little cold, why did the young lady have to move to the cool pavilion to sleep?

However, as soon as he saw Yu Lingxi’s flushed face, it was indeed a very hot appearance, and the maid no longer advised anything, and was busy arranging the blessings.

Yu Lingxi was determined to move to Liangge for a reason.

Her bedroom was adjacent to Yu Xinyi’s, very close, and she was afraid that if she lost control at night, she would make some movement that would alarm Sister Ah and make her see her embarrassing appearance.

Liang Ge quickly packed up, and as soon as the sky was dark, Yu Lingxian lay down on the bed in a loose robe.

With the sound of dripping, she could feel the undercurrent surging in her body, and she didn’t know when it would burst the embankment.

After lying down for an hour, unable to sleep at all, she simply got up and pushed open the window of the pavilion, letting the influx of night winds blow away the dryness on her body.

Walnut knocked on the door and said, “Miss, the tranquilizing soup you ordered is ready.” ”

Yu Lingxi rubbed his arms and whispered, “Leave it at the door, you don’t have to wait tonight.” ”

Walnut said “yes” and put down the tray and went to the ear room next to it.

Yu Lingxian pulled open the door, took the still warm anshen soup on the ground, and took a big gulp of it.

Just get a good night’s sleep.

As long as you fall asleep, you can’t feel anything.

Comforting herself, she closed the door and returned to the bed, quietly curled up and closed her curled eyelashes.

Yu Lingxi had a dream.

In the dream is the huge sleeping hall of the regent’s palace in the previous life, everything is like a layer of fog, and the flowers and branches and the red silk soft tent outline the beautiful colors.

She walked barefoot on the soft Persian carpet, approaching the man on the bed who was lazily reclining and reading.

With each step, her heart fluttered, and when she reached the bed, she raised her hand to undo the thin nightgown on her body and slipped into the futon.

The silky futon clings to the delicate skin, absorbing the soft heat of her body.

When the futon was almost warm, she carefully moved to the side, gave up the warm position, and stretched out her white and delicate fingertips to grasp the man’s hem: “Wang Ye…”

The man narrowed his handsome eyes, glanced at her, and put down the scroll in his hand.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his pale hand grasped the corner of the futon.

As soon as she was lazy, Yu Lingxi’s entire snow-white undulating body was exposed to the air, freezing her.

The newly warmed quilt was cold again, but the man did not care, only half-hanging his eyes, casually examining her.

From head to toe, inch by inch, as if patrolling one’s own territory.

Yu Lingxi tried his best to suppress the desire and hope of his teeth trembling, and a beautiful and lovely peach color appeared at the end of his eyes. Until she froze, an even hotter body covered up…

When Yu Lingxian woke up, he was holding a futon between his legs.

Fang Cai’s dreams and current behavior, like Hoping Mei quenched her thirst, made her feel extremely ashamed.

But it was hot, it was still hot.

At this moment, the suppressed desire of Anshen Tang was doubled, surging through the embankment, making her brain groggy, and her hands and feet were as weak as cooked noodles.

She knew that the day of the third poisoning had finally come.

Not sooner or later, but at this time.

Consciousness was vague, the whole person was dangling, and Yu Lingxian couldn’t tell whether he was in a dream or awake.

She squeezed the futon uncomfortably, and the fine shu embroidery was crumpled by her. But it was still useless, her body was trembling uncontrollably, and every inch of her skin was screaming for comfort.

She remembered Ning Yin, wanted to see him, was enchanted, and wanted to follow the indulgence and absurdity in her dreams.

Once suppressed, the body seems to explode, which is more painful than scraping the bone and removing the flesh.

Yu Lingxi went to touch the herbal tea prepared on the case, but his hand did not have the strength at all, and the tea soup was all sprinkled.

She squeezed out the blood in her palm, bit the horn and rolled over for a long time, and finally staggered out of bed and opened the door.

[End of This Chapter]