Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 68

[Chapter 68: Jam]

Warm bed?

Yu Lingxian blinked her eyelashes very slowly, this matter she knew.

Besides, she was really tired.

Yu Lingxian stood up, took off his cloak and carefully hung it on a wooden shelf beside him, allowing his black hair to snake down to his waist and climb up the bed from the other side.

Ning Yin’s gaze swept over her collapsed waist socket, and before she could taste enough, she saw her roll over and roll lightly into the futon, leaving only the tip of her nose and clear eyes.

The movements were actually made together, and even the hair was regularly placed on both sides of the pillow.

Ning Yin was speechless.

For a moment, he actually felt that the picture in front of him seemed to have been seen a long time ago, and it was extremely familiar.

The hall was full of warmth, and the smell of blood on her body also seeped out, which contrasted with the faint floral fragrance on the girl’s body.

Ning Yin frowned with some disgust and got up to bathe in the next clean room.

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The door closes and the sound of the wind and snow stops.

Ning Yin went down to the porch and summoned the folding sword.

“Whip the corpses of Wang Lingqing for three hundred, and show the corpses to the public.” He said coldly.

There were some accidents in the folding of the halberd, and it was already a heavy punishment for Wang Lingqing’s “liver and brain”, and he did not expect to let go of the corpse capital, indicating that the master was really angry.

Folding his fist and wondering: What stupidity did Wang Lingqing commit to provoke His Highness?

In the sleeping hall, Yu Lingxi lay motionless.

As soon as Ning Yin left, the entire hall was empty and quiet.

She softened and yawned.

After all, the little madman in this life has a bit of humanity, there are not so many grinding habits in the past life, and he does not know that the serious “warm bed” cannot be dressed, and he has to really warm it with delicate skin.

He was dressed neatly, and he didn’t say anything, so coaxed.

The corners of Yu Ling’s mouth cocked and turned sideways, and his noisy heart finally settled down.

I have been worried about the changes in the palace for a long time, and I am already extremely tired.

She closed her eyelashes, and within a few moments she fell into a gentle sleep.

When Ning Yin entered the temple with a refreshing wet body, Yu Lingxi was already asleep.

He stood on the edge of the bed, his ink hair scattered, a large piece of solid cold white chest exposed, and he did not feel cold.

Yu Lingxian always likes to sleep on the side of the inside, slightly curled up, the shoulders are thin and thin, quiet like a shy flower.

Ning Yin leaned over, pulled over Yu Lingxi’s shoulder, and stared at her face for a long time.

She slept so deeply that she didn’t wake up.

Wow, that’s a big heart.

Ning Yin blew her eyelashes, and seeing that there was no movement, he tastelessly picked up the ointment on the side and covered her wound.

Then he lifted the futon and adjusted his posture, holding his soft body in his arms.

Raising his sleeve to extinguish the candle, he folded his arms expressionlessly and folded them into two fit bows with her.

……

Yu Lingxi felt that he was about to suffocate.

It was as if she was bound by an iron tongs around her waist, and she couldn’t escape it, causing her to have a nightmare for one night.

When I woke up, the sky was already bright, the futon by the bed was cold, and there was no longer Ning Yin’s figure.

She rubbed her eyelashes, but found that the scars on her wrists had swollen a lot, and they didn’t hurt anymore, and there was a faint smell of medicine.

Yu Lingxian woke up, and the broken wedding dress was still lying on the ground, reminding her of yesterday’s bloody turmoil and the thieves who broke into the mansion, everything was like a dream.

I remember that I didn’t see anyone in one night, and I don’t know what my family has become.

Yu Lingxian stood up, and several low-key and introverted palace maids brought copper basins, clothes and other things into the temple one after another, lined up in a row.

The head of the palace blessed a gift: “Girl, please stay and freshen up and eat.” ”

Yu Lingxi looked at the bed, only to see that the clothes and skirts and cloaks in the tray were all available, except for the lack of hair ornaments.

“Is there something missing?” she asked.

“Back to the girl, no less.”

The palace lady who was the leader said, “This is what Your Highness commanded. ”

What does Ning Yin mean?

This is the matter of the jade hairpin mentioned yesterday, poking him in the pain, so a little “punishment”?

But he clearly did not allow her to go home to get it, and Yu Lingxi did not quite understand.

The maid put down her things and left, with a respectful attitude, but she was not warm, presumably she really regarded her as the darling of the Israeli waiter.

Yu Lingxi had to pick up an ivory chopstick on the table, and simply pulled a low bun, with an apricot red winter coat skirt, but there was a delicate attitude.

After eating, she tried to stick her head out of the sleeping hall.

The green eaves hid snow, the cold fog was thick, and the inner servant stood under the porch, and no one stopped her.

So she became bolder, lifted her skirt and crossed the door, and walked around the mansion.

The snow was thick and white as far as the eye could see, but some familiar silhouettes could still be discerned.

Yu Lingxian summoned an internal attendant who was passing by with an empty food box and asked, “What about your highness?” ”

The inner attendant stepped aside and respectfully said, “Your Highness is handling affairs in the side hall.” ”

Yu Lingxian thanked him and headed for the side hall, walking unimpeded all the way.

Strangely, he was obviously coming to Ning Yin’s mansion for the first time, why was he so familiar with every brick and tile here?

Walking to the side hall, Yu Lingxi understood where this sense of familiarity came from.

This mansion is the prototype of the regent’s palace in the previous life, and even the decorations of the side hall are almost exactly the same as in the previous life.

Ning Yin was dressed in a deep purple brocade robe, his ink hair was half tied with a jade crown, and he was holding a fold and leaning on the seat to observe, and the sleeve robe with excellent texture hung down along the edge of the bed, without seeing a trace of folds.

Glancing at the beauty who was quietly probing at the door, Ning Yin’s thin lip line pulled and called, “Come here.” ”

Yu Lingxian walked in generously, her skirt swinging between actions, and two strands of broken hair hanging down from her ears, adding a little gentleness and brightness to her.

She was ingenious and used ivory to bun her hair.

A small punishment made her play with flowers.

The beauty had walked to the front, and seeing that there were no extra chairs and stools, she naturally sat down on the other side of the bench.

In front of Ning Yin was a plate of golden sweet sugar steamed chestnut flour cake and a bright red hawthorn jam.

Her apricot eyes bent, as clean and bright as when she was in the Yu Mansion, and she took the initiative to say, “Has Your Highness eaten?” ”

Ning Yin did not answer, withdrew his glued gaze, and threw the fold into the charcoal basin.

Seeing the flames rising and burning the thing into black ash, Fang Shun pushed the chestnut powder cake on the table in front of Yu Lingxi.

Yu Lingxian thought that Ning Yin had given the chestnut flour cake to herself, although she had just eaten prematurely and was not hungry, she still politely picked up a piece, dipped it in sweet and sour hawthorn jam, and sent it into her mouth and gently bit it.

Ning Yin looked at her, and her expression became subtle.

He raised the end of his eyes and asked, “What did you come to do when you were sent to this king’s mansion?” ”

Yu Lingxian was stunned, remembered and then reacted, he was a “gift” that was offered to please.

Having been a lady for too long, I almost forgot what it was like to serve people.

Yu Lingxian opened an unsparing shallow smile, without a little self-consciousness of making a “gift”.

Anyway, only these few days of free days can pass, it is better to have fun in time.

“Okay.”

She put down the half-eaten pastry and twisted a piece again and handed it to Ning Yin’s mouth, “Your Highness please.” ”

Ning Yin changed his posture and said critically, “There is no dipping sauce.” ”

Yu Lingxian had to carefully dip the jam, and as soon as he sent it over, he was caught by Ning Yin.

It didn’t work hard, the warm palm was pressed against her bruises, a little itchy.

“It’s not dipped like this.”

Ning Yin laughed, and with his other hand, he picked up the hawthorn sauce of his index finger and slowly coated yu Lingxian’s soft lips.

Yu Lingxi’s lips were full and beautiful, coated with red jam, like a layer of lustrous lipstick, lining the skin with snow white, and it was even more delicate and seductive.

When Ning Yin came over, Yu Lingxi forgot to breathe for a moment, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly.

I saw him lean over, first touching the two pieces of seductive sweetness with his lips, and then drawing it with the tip of his tongue, slowly licking the hawthorn sauce clean little by little.

Ning Yin half-lowered his eyelashes, deliberately slowed down the movement, delicate and long, as if tasting more than just jam.

“Your Highness, Xue Shilang and Xue Erlang ask to see you.”

The voice of the attendant came from far ahead of the steps.

Yu Lingxian woke up from the beautiful and was busy retreating, but he was held down by Ning Yin and put into his arms.

Ning Yin opened his eyes, and his eyes became darker.

In the interval between breathing, Yu Lingxi heard him say in a low voice, “Xuan.” ”

Declare?

Yu Lingxi didn’t want to see Xue Cen in this situation—to be precise, she didn’t want to face the marriage that she had so hard to escape for a short time.

The door of the temple was wide open, and footsteps had already been heard from under the corridor, but Ning Yin still showed no sign of stopping.

Unlike Fang Cai’s gentle wind and drizzle, this time it seemed to have gone beyond the scope of tasting hawthorn sauce, and the hot breath was like a whirlpool, pulling Yu Lingxian down.

“Ning…”

Yu Lingxian reached out and pressed his hand against Ning Yin’s thick chest and pushed it, but he didn’t move.

What does Ning Yin want to do?

Her eyes were wide open, her heart was pounding violently, and her blood was swollen and painful.

The sound of footsteps is like stepping on the heart, and each sound is getting closer and closer.

Ning Yin’s hand went up, forcefully clasping the back of her head, as if even her soul had been eaten away.

He was crazy, he was going to pull her crazy.

Yu Lingxian tensed his body, and his whole body was about to burn.

Her heart was beating like a drum and she couldn’t breathe.

The sound of footsteps had reached the door of the temple, and her mind was empty, and she “whimpered” and tightened Ning Yin’s clothes.

Ning Yin raised his hand, and the half-rolled curtain in front of him fell in response, blocking the view outside.

Almost at the same time, Xue Song and Xue Cen stepped in.

[End of This Chapter]