MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 59 leave

The kiss that was split at the touch of a touch seemed to be depicting some fragile treasure, which added a sense of cherishment.

Yu Lingxi didn't move.

That deep "baby" made her breath tight and painful in her chest.

In her previous life, she had no family, and no one confided in her a single sweet word. She lived alone and died alone.

In this life, the family is all there, and relatives and friends are healthy. Some people risked their lives to protect her, but she was still so uncomfortable.

During this day, Yu Lingxi wanted to ask Ning Yin several times: "Have you ever thought about not having such a hard life?"

She didn't ask because she knew that Ning Yin hadn't thought about it, really hadn't thought about it.

He ranked his own life at the bottom, and he would rather die than let go of what he decided...

Even if, he knew that as long as the Yu family complied with the emperor's marriage proposal and stayed away from Yu Lingxi, many troubles would be saved.

Aware of her distraction, Ning Yin lifted her hand out of the water and opened her arms slightly: "Come here."

He always speaks more in action than in words.

Yu Lingxi sat on the couch as she said, took a clean veil, pulled down Ning Yin's arm, and bandaged his cut palm.

The candles in the veil danced quietly, and they tacitly did not mention what happened just now.

"It's getting late, but the bed hasn't warmed up yet."

For a long time, Ning Yin hinted leisurely.

Yu Lingxi followed his gaze, looked at the wide couch behind him that could accommodate two or three people, and then looked back.

She suppressed the soreness at the base of her nose, and said softly: "When you take a bath, remember not to get water on the wound."

Ning Yin put her hand wrapped in a plain white veil on her lap, and leaned closer: "I don't have a good memory, unless my precious maidservant personally serves and supervises me."

Yu Lingxi glared at him with bright eyes, finally kicked off her embroidered shoes, shrank up on the couch in plain white socks, and lay on the innermost side of the couch with her back to Ning Yin.

She was afraid that Ning Yin would see the emotion in her eyes that was about to burst.

There is still heat in the night in August, and the jade mats to enjoy the coolness have not been removed. Where do we need someone to warm the couch?

It was just an excuse to lull her to sleep.

Yu Lingxi deliberately indulged, and did not expose Ning Yin's careful plan, and closed her eyelashes obediently and slowly.

Ning Yin guarded her sleeping face and sat on the edge of the bed for a long time.

Baby Suisui is timid, she shouldn't let dirty blood stain her eyes.

Ning Yin casually nodded her index finger, thinking lovingly with downcast eyes.

Until her breathing became longer and longer, Ning Yinfang leaned over, lifted the hanging picture on the bedside and pressed lightly.

With the slight sound of the machine turning, the wall rotated open, revealing a pre-prepared, extremely small secret room inside.

The bed was gently hidden in the secret room, and then the walls were closed, intact as before.

Ning Yin dragged a chair and sat down, looking out of the window with dark and cold eyes, as if waiting for something, she leisurely made a pot of tea for herself.

…

The galloping carriage stopped in front of a ruined temple in the outskirts, and there were already people waiting there.

The broken halberd opened the curtain of the car, and the two men inside were bare-chested and clasped their fists, with bandages wrapped around their chests to stop the bleeding.

Zha Ji threw the two packages to them respectively, and said in a low voice: "It contains your new identities and badges, and the guide is also there, so proceed carefully."

The two said "here", quickly changed into the military uniforms of the capital station, got out of the carriage one after another, and mixed into the crowd.

Folding his halberd and watching them leave, Fang untied the horse's reins, took out the wine jar prepared in the carriage, poured the wine on the carriage, and lit the fire.

Tongues of fire sprang up, and the broken halberd pushed the burning carriage into the deep ditch at the foot of Yanwang Mountain, destroying all traces.

He led the horse and stood in the black and blue mist of Kui Ye, his eyes turned towards the direction of the capital, tall and silent.

The long night is coming to an end, but the **** storm will not stop there, everything has just begun.

…

Yu Lingxi was so worried about Ning Yin's situation that she slept very lightly.

Therefore, as soon as Ning Yin activated the mechanism to hide her in the secret room, she woke up.

She disguised herself well so that Ning Yin didn't notice. It wasn't until the walls of the secret room were closed again and the surroundings were silent that she dared to open her eyes in the dim light.

There was a long period of silence, as she overcame her fear of the secret room and forced herself not to fall asleep.

Then a very light hum broke the silence, as if something was nailed to the wall connecting the secret room and the private room.

Yu Lingxi pricked up her ears, and soon heard the sound of fighting.

She quietly sat up and looked towards the direction of the wall. The extremely light crackling sound made her heart jump.

What is Ning Yin doing?

What is he facing alone!

After the initial panic, Yu Lingxi quickly understood what was going on.

If someone wanted to cut off Ning Yin's wings and pull out his minions, it would not be enough to force him to kill two henchmen. Those people will definitely come back to test whether Ning Yin is really without the protection of his staff and followers.

And the best way to test is to assassinate unexpectedly.

Ning Yin can only bear it, and keep it until the other party completely dispels his doubts...

The helplessness and heartache in the darkness flooded in like a tide, Yu Lingxi's fingertips were cold, and she bit her lip, not daring to make a sound.

After an unknown period of time, the faint sound outside stopped, but the wall of the secret room did not open again.

There was an eerie silence outside.

Yu Lingxi sat for a while, feeling really worried, so she laid down on the bed with bare feet, walked carefully to the wall, and touched the two small ventilation holes behind the bookshelf on the far side.

She pressed her face against the wall and looked out through the small hole, only to see that the house was already a mess, with a few feathered arrows stuck in disorder on the ground.

Ning Yin's back was stained with a large scarlet, and in the center of the spreading blood, a point of cold knife emerged.

A dagger as thin as autumn water pierced his left shoulder from front to back, and an inch further down reached the heart and lungs.

Yu Lingxi's heart also seemed to be stabbed with a knife, and blood was gurgling.

She finally understood why Ning Yin in her previous life had so many faint old wounds on her body, and if she just picked one out, it would kill most of the lives of ordinary people.

Outside, Ning Yin held the dagger with one hand, so Yu Lingxi watched helplessly as the tip of the knife disappeared from his body and pulled away, bringing out spurts of blood, splashing on the ground like a bunch of scorching blood plum.

Ning Yin didn't even hum, numbly and familiarly, he bandaged the wound with his teeth biting a bandage.

He kicked the dirty clothes to a corner and hid them, then walked behind the screen with a cold, white and strong figure, and changed into new clothes.

When she turned around, Yu Lingxi saw his face, which was indifferent and pale, without a trace of blood.

There was a lump in her throat, she quickly bit her lip, and swallowed back the trembling breath.

Yu Lingxi couldn't even go out to hug Ning Yin and apply medicine to him.

She didn't know what danger was staring at Ning Yin, staring at her like a tiger. The only thing she can do is to hide in this square inch, so as not to trouble him.

Ning Yin's path is too dangerous and too difficult, and the more burdensome around him, the more dangerous it is. If someone finds out again, he and General Yu's daughter-in-law will make a private decision for life...

Yu Lingxi didn't dare to think about it.

Warm light poured in from the big hole and fell into her wet red eyes.

She raised her hand in a daze and touched the wet marks on her fingers.

In the outside, Ning Yin probably washed up briefly, and pushed the door in with dampness all over her body.

The cold water was dripping from the tip of his hair, which made his handsome and cold face so pale that it was not ordinary.

He opened the window and threw a piece of incense into the beast stove, and a wisp of milky white cigarette smoke curled up, covering the whole room with the smell of blood.

Then he opened the drawer of the low cabinet next to the bed, took blankets, wax oil and other things from it, sat by the incense burner, and concentrated on polishing something.

The visible area of ​​the hole was too small, and Yu Lingxi couldn't see what was in his hand. He only guessed that it should be a very important and precious thing.

Because Ning Yin's movements were so gentle and meticulous, his pale profile was almost devout.

It wasn't until the incense in the beast stove dissipated gradually, and the **** smell on his body almost dissipated, that he put away the finely carved and shiny object in his hand with satisfaction, got up and walked towards the secret room.

Yu Lingxi hurriedly wiped her wet red eyes, and went back to lie down on the couch.

Almost at the same time, the door of the secret room was unscrewed, light poured in, and a tall shadow gently enveloped the beauty lying sideways on the couch.

The door closed again, and Ning Yin lay down, carefully wrapping her arms around Yu Lingxi's waist.

The tough posture just like in the previous life held her whole in his arms.

The back of Yu Lingxi's thin clothes was pressed against Ning Yin's chest, and she trembled all of a sudden, tears oozed down her closed eyelashes and spilled into her temple hair.

Ning Yin's body was too cold, too cold, almost without the temperature of a living person.

Yu Lingxi recalled the chattering trembling of his teeth when his leg disease relapsed in the previous life, which made her heart ache from the cold.

Ning Yin was probably seriously injured, but he didn't notice Yu Lingxi's stiff body for a moment.

"I seem to understand a little bit. What the lady said, 'We must continue to be together even if we die'."

His cool breath brushed against his ears, and he mentioned the argument on his brother's wedding night in a very low voice, "Look, we're lying here, don't we look like we died together?"

Then he denied it to himself, and said with a light smile: "Miss will not die."

Another moment.

He closed his eyes, rubbed the tip of his nose against Yu Lingxi's soft hair, and lowered his voice: "Rest in peace, Sui Sui."

Yu Lingxi couldn't sleep, so she opened her eyes.

She waited for the breathing in her ears to sink, and Fang turned around slowly and little by little—

This movement has been done too many times in bed with Ning Yin who suffered from leg ailments in the previous life, and he realized that he can do it lightly and steadily. It's just that at that time she was afraid, but at this time, there was only pain.

"I don't want to die with you, I want to live with you."

Yu Lingxi said in a low voice in her heart, "Live with unlimited scenery."

In the darkness, only the outline of Ning Yin could not be seen clearly, Yu Lingxi arched her head, warming him with her own body temperature.

She didn't know how many times Ning Yin would be suppressed and injured before that day came.

If she hadn't woken up from a light sleep tonight, Ning Yin would probably never have let her know about these dangers hanging by a thread.

She won't let her know if she dies.

For a long time, Yu Lingxi has been thinking about what Ning Yin can do for the Yu family, but she has rarely thought about what she can do for Ning Yin.

She had been lucky and hoped for a solution that had the best of both worlds. While she was reluctant to part with Ning Yin, she couldn't let go of her relatives at the same time.

But she knew very well that this was tantamount to quenching thirst with poison.

To avoid the ease of getting married, it is just to distribute the pressure and danger to father and brother and Ning Yin.

The affairs of the court are shocking every step of the way, and Ning Yin's previous life also had no worries and no worries, so she can walk so unscrupulously.

There was a faint rooster crowing outside, and it was dawn.

Yu Lingxi lifted Ning Yin's arm very carefully, put his cool and firm palm into the thin quilt, and carefully tucked the corners of the quilt for him.

Then he sat up slowly, and stepped on the cold floor tiles to lie down.

She groped around on the wall, found that inconspicuous little square, pressed lightly, and the door of the secret room opened again.

She looked back, the blue and white light of the morning sun fell on Ning Yin's sleeping face, quiet and fragile.

The half-open closet was full of beautiful and delicate dresses, and this day was her stolen sweetness.

Yu Lingxi suddenly felt sad. She felt that she should leave a letter for Ning Yin, but she couldn't find any paper or ink.

The tables and chairs in the room were almost destroyed, only the bronze mirror was still placed on the dressing table. I don't know if there will be a chance to give Ning Yin a hairpin in the future.

Just as he was thinking, a pale and handsome face appeared in the mirror.

Yu Lingxi's fingertips trembled, and she looked back in surprise.

I saw Ning Yin woke up at some point, leaning against the door of the secret room with her clothes on, looking at her with dark eyes.

His face was so white, it made his pupils and hair look extremely black.

"Wake up so early, where do you plan to go?" Ning Yin asked with a smile.