MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 5 toss and turn

Outside the window, it was raining and misty.

Yu Lingxi didn't sleep well all night, she was wrapped in fox fur and leaned on the couch in a trance, her half-shattered maid hair outlined a graceful figure that was just beginning to appear, and she looked exquisite.

Two days later, she still couldn't comprehend what she saw in the fairy capital of the Desire Realm.

The Ning Yin Yu Lingxi knew was always handsome and noble, and she looked down on all living beings.

He was leaning on a cane with a jade handle inlaid with gold, and even when he was murdered and stained with blood, his posture was extremely elegant, without a trace of embarrassment.

Seeing him kneeling at someone's feet as a human stool, Yu Lingxi doubted the reality of the world for a moment.

When people are extremely shocked, they cannot feel the pleasure of revenge.

She staggered back, and the only response her body made was to run away.

She didn't know what she was frightened about.

He just thought inconceivably: Could it be that after his death, the words that the villain cursed Ning Yin came true, and God really made Ning Yin a cow and a horse to pay for his past life's sins?

"Miss, the kitchen said that the medicinal soup you ordered is ready, is it brought to you now?" Hu Tao came in and reported, bringing Yu Lingxi's thoughts back to reality.

It's still business.

Yu Lingxi had no choice but to suppress her worries and said, "No need, I'll get it myself."

After finishing speaking, he patted his cheek to refresh himself, got up and went to the dining room.

It rained all night last night, and Yu Lingxi deliberately chose this cold weather.

There were two red lacquer carved trays on the table in the dining room, one contained the secret medicine that Yu Lingxi cooked privately, and the other contained hot brown sugar **** soup.

This is Aniang's habit.

In the past, when the temperature cools down in autumn and winter every year, A Niang would order the cook to cook a bowl of **** soup to warm up her husband and eldest son who had to go out for business.

Yu Lingxi remained calm, and found a reason to dismiss the maid: "My medicine is too bitter, go to my room and get some candied fruit to suppress the bitterness."

The maid did not doubt that he was there, said "yes", put down the cattail fan and went out.

After dismissing the maidservants, Yu Lingxi hurriedly picked up his father and brother's **** soup, each of them discarded half a bowl, and then mixed the bowl of medicine he had made into their **** soup, shaking it evenly.

The colors of the two bowls are almost the same, and there is no strange medicinal smell, so it should not be obvious.

The maid soon came back with the candied fruit. Yu Lingxi twirled one and put it in her mouth, still worried, so she said to the maid, "Go ahead, I will deliver these two bowls of **** soup to Dad and the others personally. .”

In the study room, General Yu and his son were sitting behind the desk, looking at a map of the border together.

Yu Lingxi regained her composure, entered the door and placed **** soup in front of her father and brother, trying her best to say as usual: "Father, brother, my mother made **** soup for you."

General Yu didn't lift his head, and said, "My dear girl, put it down."

Yu Lingxi hugged the tray to her chest, paused, and reminded softly: "If it gets cold, it won't taste good."

Only then did General Yu pick up the **** soup and brought the rim of the bowl to his mouth.

Yu Lingxi held her breath.

Before he could take a sip, he saw his elder brother Yu Huanchen pointing to a certain place on the map, and leaned over and said, "Father, the route here is not right."

General Yu frowned, and put down the **** soup again.

Yu Lingxi's eyes followed the porcelain bowl, and then she glared at her brother who was in the way.

If you don't drink any more, I'm afraid there will be extra problems.

Thinking of something, Yu Lingxi turned her eyes and said, "Father, I just took a sip of this soup, and it tastes a bit bland. May I ask my daughter to add a plate of pepper powder for you to sweat?"

As soon as the words fell, the foreheads of father and brother twitched, and they picked up the **** soup and drank it to the bottom, lest they would be tortured by the pepper powder if they were too slow.

They have already learned about the eccentricities of their own girls, and they can't bear it.

Yu Lingxi had a hard time holding back her laughter.

After drinking the **** soup, the father and son changed their clothes and went to the Ministry of War to discuss the matter of food and grass first.

Yu Lingxi didn't stop her.

It will take a while for the drug's effect to take effect, and the father and brother should go to a few more places to dispel the suspicion on her body.

She sat patiently in the boudoir, waiting for news.

At noon, the father and brother were indeed helped back.

Madam Yu was horrified, and asked the accompanying guards, only to find out that her husband and son suddenly had a sudden cold, dizzy and unable to stand, so they were sent back by the Ministry of Military Affairs in a carriage.

The father and son had a fever and weakness at first, but they could barely maintain their sanity.

At night, he was already drowsy.

The eunuchs and imperial physicians in the palace came and went several times, but they just couldn't explain why the Yu family father and son had an emergency.

On the third day of coma, the breathing of the Yu family father and son gradually became long and weak, and even the best imperial physician frowned, helpless.

Seeing that the emergency was not a fake, the chief **** shook his head, made a gesture to comfort the teetering Madam Yu, and then returned to the palace to return to order.

With her heart in her throat, Yu Lingxi finally landed safely.

Although it is not good for the morale of the army to change the general before the expedition, Yu Lingxi has lived a new life after all, knowing that the robbery of food by the Rong people this time is not a chaos, but just a poisonous bait laid by someone with a heart to target the Yu family. Even if another general is replaced, it will not damage the national destiny.

She had no choice but to use this method.

It's just that it's hard to avoid, Auntie.

Mrs. Yu had been guarding her husband and eldest son's sickbed for several days and nights, she was so thin that her clothes were loose, but when she saw her daughter, she still struggled to make a fragile smile, and said with a slight choke: "Don't be old every year." Worry, Auntie is here, your father and brother will be fine."

Yu Lingxi saw Aniang's swollen eyes from crying, and the guilt in her heart was shaken.

She opened her mouth, and for a moment, she wanted to tell the whole truth.

But she can't.

Who would believe such strange things? Saying it would only add to the sadness.

What's more, the emperor who can give birth to a son as ruthless as Ning Yin is definitely not an incompetent person. This plan can only be completely cleared up by the emperor if he deceives his relatives first.

"Ma'am, go back to your room and rest for a while."

Yu Lingxi stepped forward lightly, and hugged her mother's thin shoulders, "I'll take care of you here."

Madam Yu just shook her head, "You are weak, so don't get sick. If you are... A Niang, I really don't know how to live!"

"No, Mommy! At most four days, father and brother will be able to wake up."

Yu Lingxi seemed to grow up overnight, and said firmly: "As a daughter, I should be filial to my father's bed."

Madam Yu couldn't hold her back, so she agreed.

The father and son of the Yu family lay side by side on the couch, with their eyes closed, and the contours of their breathing could hardly be seen, which was the same as my original symptoms.

The candlelight was dim, and Yu Lingxi walked over to carefully tuck the quilt for his father and brother.

Then he sat on the edge of the couch, looking at his weak father, his eyes gradually turned red.

"Sorry, Dad, my daughter only lied to you this time."

She held her father's big rough hand, rubbed it against her cheek, and said in a low voice, "In this life, my daughter will definitely protect you... Definitely!"

Yu Lingxi did it.

After four days, the Yu family father and son woke up one after another.

The father and son went to bed refreshed, only to learn that in the past few days when they suddenly had a "bad illness", the army of the David Dynasty had set off for the northern expedition, and the main general was a general Yunhui who was not very good with the Yu family.

General Yu was so angry that he didn't think about eating or drinking, so he took his son into the palace to apologize to the saint the next day.

"Miss, the major general and minor general have returned home safely."

The guard Qing Xiao stood outside the door, dutifully reporting the news to Yu Lingxi: "Instead of scolding the general, the emperor praised 'God bless David, don't hurt the good general', rewarded two Western Region BMWs, and politely sent People sent it back."

Yu Lingxi pursed her lips: "Got it."

The emperor still needs the Shangyu family for the time being, such a reaction is expected.

Grand General's Mansion, Banquet.

"This disease is so strange. My father and I have always been in good health. How could we both fall ill at this critical moment?"

Yu Huanchen poked at the rice grains in the bowl absently, puzzled.

Putting his chin to think for a moment, he frowned and said, "Could it be that someone poisoned you?"

"Cough!" Yu Lingxi, who was drinking soup, felt guilty for a while.

She forced herself to wipe the corners of her mouth calmly, and tried to push the boat along the way, bringing the topic to the "traitor" in her previous life.

"Is it because the political enemies in the court and China are jealous of my father's prestige and cooperate with others?"

Although the enemy's treachery has failed at the moment, but the father and brother are in the open and the enemy is in the dark, so they have to be reminded to beware.

"It's not impossible."

Yu Huanchen's brain turned quickly, and then he nodded, "General Yunhui, Li's family, and Liu Shilang of the Ministry of War, didn't they target father overtly and secretly? We happened to go to the Ministry of War on the day we fell ill..."

Hearing this, Yu Lingxi felt a burst of warmth in addition to feeling guilty.

My brother is so smart, but he never suspected that the "poison" on them was caused by her.

There is no need to lie and explain, these two men are the ones who will believe her until death.

Yu Lingxi's eyes were dimly lit, and she felt that everything was worth it.

At Haishi, there was even more leakage.

Yu Lingxi drank a few glasses of wine, her cheeks flushed, and she walked back to her boudoir on the gravel path illuminated by the moonlight, feeling more relaxed than ever before.

After the maidservant who served to wash and wash left, she put on her clothes and sat up, holding a pen and ink next to the desk.

The Beizheng crisis has been resolved, so the next thing to find out is...

She lowered her eyes and wrote down the word "cause of death" on the rice paper.

It was too unfair to die for no reason in the previous life. If she doesn't find out who is behind the scenes, she will always have a sharp thorn in her heart, and she will be restless.

She also thought about whether her own death was caused by Ning Yin, but this answer was quickly denied by her.

Two years of facing each other day and night, Ning Yin has thousands of ways to kill her, why let herself be sprayed with black blood on the bed?

That's not how he acts.

What's more, the last look she saw before she vomited blood and died, the shock in Ning Yin's eyes didn't look like a fake.

Resting his cheeks in thought, his curled eyelashes are sprinkled with golden powder-like candlelight.

Everything in the previous life was like a mirror in a mirror, and waves flashed in Yu Lingxi's quiet and beautiful eyes.

Frowning, she added "Ning Yin" next to the "cause of death", and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth when she wrote the pen.

Even if it wasn't Ning Yin's killer, his own death was also related to him.

Gradually drowsy from alcohol, Yu Lingxi lay down on the desk to take a nap, staring at the rice paper in front of her for a long time, the more she felt the word "Ning Yin" glaring.

The cool and smiling handsome face in her memory overlapped with the face of the boy who was trampled under her feet, contradicting and pulling her thoughts...

Yu Lingxi simply crumpled the rice paper into a ball, threw it into a charcoal basin and burned it.

Powerless, he fell back on the couch, covered his head with the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep.

…

Outside the Xuan window, the moon shadow is slanting to the west.

Yu Lingxi didn't know how many times she had dreamed of Ning Yin.

In the dream, he was still that wandering soul with no grave and no grave, floating beside Ning Yin.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but now Ning Yin seems to be crazier than before.

His face was paler than a ghost, exuding a sickly handsomeness.

Yu Lingxi watched as he killed the Minister of the Ministry of War, the doctor Yushi, and the right minister Xue's family. He killed all those who were not pleasing to the eye, and slaughtered the whole city with blood.

Then, he kicked the ten-year-old little emperor off the dragon chair.

In the past, although Ning Yin was ruthless and impermanent, he could barely tell his likes and dislikes when doing things. But now Ning Yin only sees destruction.

But he was still not happy.

Although the corners of his mouth always had a gentle curve, and he admired the blood splatter in front of the Golden Luan Hall with great interest, but Yu Lingxi could tell that he was not happy.

He went to prison to torment Xue Cen, and listened to Xue Cen yelling at him with a carefree expression.

There are so many people in the world who curse him and want to kill him, they don't care about one more Xue Cen.

But he didn't kill Xue Cen, he said that death is a simple matter, and it can't be cheap for Xue Cen.

"If Mr. Xue is dead, no one in this world will remember..."

Only halfway through her words, Ning Yin pursed her thin lips tightly.

As if he had noticed something, he turned his eyes and stabbed in the direction where Yu Lingxi was drifting.

Knowing that he couldn't see her, Yu Lingxi still shuddered in fear.

Drenched in cold sweat, he woke up from his dream.

Yu Lingxi opened her eyes and looked at the silver flowers on the top of the tent, and the **** scene in her dream was lingering.

It was as if a ball of cotton was stuffed in his chest, and he couldn't breathe. She was ashamed of herself for the moment of softness last night.

No matter how pitiful that person is now, it can't offset his murderous future.

Pity him, who will pity the lonely soul and wild ghost of the previous life?

Thinking of all this, Yu Lingxi dropped the pillow in her arms and turned over in anger.

No, I still can't swallow this breath!