MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 39 the dream

In her two lifetimes, Yu Lingxi relied on her innocence and magnanimity, and never felt sorry for Ning Yin in the slightest.

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

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

She took Ning Yin in as a matter of course, using it as a springboard to protect the Yu family. She warned herself not to follow in the footsteps of previous lives, and to have any relationship with him beyond "each takes what he needs"...

But in the end, he was a victim and a tool to kill. The one who really deserves his heart is this lunatic who is so bad and frank.

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

"Nobody bullied me."

Yu Lingxi's nose was reddish, she looked at him with wet eyes, and added softly with her lips pursed, "From now on, no one will bully us."

She said "we", and there was an invisible emotion in her eyes, which was different from before.

The strange thing is that Ning Yin doesn't hate these two words.

"Miss, what did you hear from Yaolang?" He asked.

"The poison Zhao Yuming suffered from is called 'Hundred Flowers Kill', and it was a strange poison used by the surrendered tribe to murder the former emperor through the 'beauty trick'." Yu Lingxi repeated what Yao Lang said, trying to calm down her fluctuations voice.

Ning Yin was interested in vicious things in the world, and said, "This poison is interesting."

"Not funny at all."

Yu Lingxi looked solemn, clenched her fingers and said, "Using an unknowing living person as bait to poison another person is extremely vicious."

Of course, the most poisonous person is the person who poisoned.

Ning Yin looked at Yu Lingxi for a long time, then loosened her grip on Yu Lingxi's chin, moved her fingertips upwards, and wiped away the wet marks from 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 Miss care so much about this poison?"

Yu Lingxi's wet eyelashes twitched slightly.

If Ning Yin knew that she was also a container of this poison in her previous life, and she vomited his blood after being entangled on the bed... Maybe she would pinch her neck and throw her into a secret room to bury her body again?

She shook her head and did not continue the topic.

In two lifetimes, she has not shed a few tears seriously, and every time she lost her composure, it was in front of Ning Yin.

She took a step back, sucked her nose, and raised her head again to regain some calm.

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

"Zhao Yuming was poisoned the day before entering the palace. Could it be that someone wants to use her to murder the prince?"

Yu Lingxi deduced in her heart that Ning Yin made too many enemies in her previous life, and there were as many people who wanted him to die as crucian carp crossing the river, so it was impossible to investigate.

But if the person who poisoned him is also a strong enemy of the prince, and can have intersections with the three families of Ning, Zhao, and Yu at the same time, then the scope of investigation will be much smaller.

Just as she was thinking, Ning Yin's deep and undisciplined voice came: "If the target is the East Palace, we won't let that woman die suddenly before entering the palace."

Yu Lingxi felt that what Ning Yin said made sense.

Perhaps only the "bad guys" know what bad guys think best.

Thinking of this, Yu Lingxi tilted her head, her voice still a little nasal: "What do you think Zhao Yuming did to bring about his death?"

Ning Yin thought heartlessly: What reason do you need to kill someone?

It's no big deal to kill someone if you're in a good mood, and if you're in a bad mood.

But either Yu Lingxi's expression was too dignified at this time, or her crying appearance just now was too provocative, Ning Yin swallowed the cold words that came to her lips, and said slowly: "Xu Shi Who did she get in the way, or knew something secret that she shouldn't know."

Yu Lingxi nodded. The answer may not be revealed until it is found out who Zhao Yuming met with before his death.

"Miss!" Hu Tao called anxiously from a distance.

Yu Lingxi hurriedly raised her sleeve to wipe her eyes, then turned around calmly, and saw Hu Tao leading the guards looking for her from under the temple wall.

"Go back, Wei Qi."

Yu Lingxi was afraid that her servants would be suspicious, so she tried to leave, but was caught by her sleeve.

She climbed up the slender knuckles hooking the sleeves, landed on Ning Yin's handsome and profound face, and tilted her head in doubt.

Ning Yin carelessly twirled her soft and thin sleeves with her fingertips, and her dark eyes could not see the bottom. After a long time, Fang leaned over to get closer.

"Miss, don't forget, Wei Qi is always on call."

When the wind picked up, his deep voice fell to his ears along with the fluttering bamboo leaves, causing ripples in his heart.

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"This Jinyun Temple is a bit evil."

In the carriage, Hu Tao fanned Yu Lingxi to enjoy the coolness, and said angrily, "Otherwise, why does Miss suddenly become weird every time she comes here?"

Yu Lingxi ignored Hu Tao's muttering, her mind was full of the two dead goldfishes and the medicinal properties of "Hundred Flowers Killing".

She simply took the fan from Walnut's hand, shook it by herself, and tried her best to focus on the business.

"Hu Tao, ask the steward to upgrade Wei Qi's monthly routine by two levels. Take some comfortable fabrics and make some summer shirts for him."

Yu Lingxi thought, this is what Ning Yin deserves.

Walnut was thinking of another matter.

Since the handsome beggar entered the mansion, the lady not only took him in, gave him a name, but also gave him freedom beyond that of the guards. The lady disappeared several times, and finally appeared with this "Wei Qi".

Now he has raised his monthly money to above that of Ke Qing, with all his trust...

Could it be that the young lady has really taken a fancy to him?

Walnut is a little bit embarrassed.

Yuqing, as the lady's personal servant, no matter who the lady likes, she will support her from the bottom of her heart;

Yu Li, the young lady is a delicate girl who grew up in the brocade, and she hopes that the young lady can marry a man who is well-matched and can protect her.

Although Wei Qi was good-looking, he was a servant of unknown origin, and he couldn't give the young lady a comfortable life!

It doesn't matter if he is only poor, I'm afraid that he has bad intentions and covets the power of the general's mansion to confuse the lady...

The more Hu Tao thought about it, the more she worried about her master, and she hesitated to speak.

Back at the General's Mansion, Madam Yu was inspecting the Qiluo Umbrella Fan and other items purchased by the housekeeper.

More than a month later, Yu Huanchen's marriage will happen. He is still in Luozhou to provide disaster relief, so Mrs. Yu will take care of these matters for him.

Yu Lingxi stepped forward and helped to choose the style of the invitation card and the silk, and saw Mrs. Yu gently stroking her wet temples, and asked, "Why is Suisui's face so red? Don't worry, there is a lady here to check it out." Well, go and rest."

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

It seemed that Ning Yin's phrase "Available at any time" sounded in his ears again.

She knew what Ning Yin meant: Tomorrow will be the last poisonous attack.

It's okay not to mention it, but when it is mentioned, the cheeks get hot, and there is some inexplicable fear mixed with the restlessness.

She didn't know what she was afraid of.

Not even taking care of dinner, Yu Lingxi went back to her room to rest.

The fan in her hand shook faster and faster. After thinking about it, Yu Lingxi opened the door and called the little maid waiting outside.

With a soft voice and no strength, he ordered: "Go and tidy up the Liangge, I'll sleep there tonight."

The servant girl was a little surprised, it's only early summer, and the night is still a bit cold, why did the young lady move to the cool pavilion to sleep?

However, seeing Yu Lingxi's flushed face, which was indeed extremely hot, the maid stopped persuading her and rushed to Fuli to make arrangements.

Yu Lingxi decided to move to Liangge for a reason.

Her dormitory was adjacent to Yu Xinyi's, and she was very close to each other. She was afraid that if she lost control at night and made some noise that would disturb her sister, she would see her embarrassing appearance.

The Liang Pavilion was quickly tidied up. As soon as it got dark, Yu Lingxi undressed and lay down on the couch.

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

After lying down for an hour, unable to fall asleep at all, she simply got up and opened all the windows of the Liangge, letting the night wind blowing in to blow away her dryness.

Hu Tao knocked on the door and said, "Miss, the calming soup you ordered is ready."

Yu Lingxi clasped her arms and rubbed them together, then said in a low voice, "Leave it at the door, I don't need to serve you tonight."

Hu Tao said "yes", put down the tray and went to the side room next to it.

Yu Lingxi opened the door, picked up the lukewarm Anshen Soup on the ground, and drank it down in gulps.

Just get some sleep.

As long as you fall asleep, you won't feel anything.

She comforted herself, closed the door and returned to the bed, curled up quietly, and closed her curled eyelashes.

Yu Lingxi had a dream.

In the dream, it was the huge dormitory of the Prince Regent's Palace in the previous life. Everything seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

She walked barefoot on the soft Persian carpet, and approached the man who was reclining lazily on the couch reading a book.

Every time she took a step, her heart trembled a little. When she reached the bed, she raised her hand and took off the thin pajamas on her body, and got into the quilt.

The silky quilt clings to the delicate skin, absorbing the warmth of her body.

When the quilt was almost warmed, she carefully moved to the side, giving way to the warmed position, and stretched out her white and slender fingertips to grab the hem of the man's clothes: "My lord..."

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

The corner of his mouth moved slightly, and his pale hand grabbed the corner of the quilt.

With a lazy lift, Yu Lingxi's entire snow-white undulating body was exposed to the air, making her shiver from the cold.

The quilt that had just been warmed was cold again, but the man didn't care, he just looked at her casually with his eyes half down.

From head to toe, inch by inch, as if patrolling his own territory.

Yu Lingxi tried her best to hold back the urge to chatter, and a beautiful pink glow appeared at the end of her eyes. Before she froze, a hotter body covered her...

When Yu Lingxi woke up, there was a blanket between her legs.

Cai Cai's dream and current behavior made her feel extremely ashamed.

But hot, still hot.

The repressed desire for Anshen Tang doubled back at this moment, and the turbulent burst broke, making her dizzy and dizzy, and her hands and feet were as limp as boiled noodles.

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

Not too early, not too late, but this is the time.

Confused, Yu Lingxi couldn't tell whether she was in a dream or awake.

She clutched the quilt uncomfortably, and the fine Shu embroidery was crumpled by her grip. But it was still useless, her body was shaking uncontrollably, every inch of her skin was clamoring for comfort.

She thought of Ning Yin, wanted to see him, as if possessed, wanted to follow the indulgence and absurdity in her dream.

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

Yu Lingxi went to touch the herbal tea prepared on the table, but her hands didn't have the strength at all, and the tea soup was all spilled.

She pinched the blood out of her palm, bit the corner of the quilt and rolled for a long time, finally got out of bed staggeringly, and opened the door.