Marrying The Villain

It seems that lychees are dry, after eating seven or eight, Ning Yin's cold and prickly eyes finally melted a little.

He rubbed the cup in his hand, and glanced behind her empty back: "Miss, why don't you bring an attendant here today?"

Aren't you afraid that he will crush her beautiful and fragile neck when he is still angry?

Yu Lingxi carefully peeled the lychees, thought for a while, and said frankly: "If you are angry, and the way I coax you is seen by the servants, then I will lose face?"

As she spoke, she handed the peeled lychee to Ning Yin's lips.

Ning Yin squinted her eyes, and Yu Lingxi twirled her fingertips, which were stained with lychee water, making them a little sweet and sticky.

She didn't wear a veil, she felt uncomfortable, and her brows were slightly frowned.

Ning Yin looked at her for a long time, then Fang got up and went back to the room to get a clean cotton cloth, put it on her fingertips and wiped it.

His movements of wiping with downcast eyes are casual and casual, his knuckles are cold and white and slender, the force is not heavy, but it gives people a feeling of numbness.

Yu Lingxi curled up her fingers uncomfortably, and Ning Yin saw it and found it interesting.

When she teases people, she is very generous and magnanimous. Now he can't take it anymore after just touching her a few fingers?

He restrained himself and didn't bite.

His eyes were deep, but his voice was very cold: "Miss, do you want me to find someone to find out the cause of that woman's death?"

"good."

Yu Lingxi looked at the black hair hanging down his shoulders when he bent down to wipe it, "Even the imperial physician in the palace couldn't find out the poison in her."

"Things that even the imperial physician can't find out, the young lady believes in me."

Ning Yin had a half-smile, and held the cotton cloth she used to wipe her hands in her palm, "Miss, please go back."

Yu Lingxi raised Qiushui to look at him, and asked Chi: "Then, you agreed?"

Ning Yin looked at her with his hands behind his back, but didn't speak.

Yu Lingxi accepted his acquiescence, got up quickly and said, "I'll wait for your news tomorrow."

She took two steps, then turned back as if remembering something, took the cotton cloth from Ning Yin's hand and said, "This one, I'll have it washed and I'll return it to you."

After finishing speaking, he smiled brightly, and left briskly with the food box.

Ning Yin watched her slender figure disappear under the hanging flower door, the tip of her tongue curled away the remaining lychee sweetness on her lips, and she chuckled lightly.

It's sweet now.

Yu Lingxi returned to the room, wondering if Ning Yin could successfully find the drug dealer in the black market and find out the source of the poison.

Just in case, we still need to get other clues.

After thinking for a while, Yu Lingxi called Hu Tao and said, "You ask Dr. Chen to go to the Zhao Mansion to see if Hong Zhu has woken up. If she wakes up, bring her to see me... Remember to be careful, don't let Hong Zhu wake up. People are suspicious."

Hu Tao knew that her master was very concerned about Zhao Yuming's sudden death, so she didn't ask any more questions, she answered cleverly and went down to make arrangements.

It was rainy and hot in early summer, and Yu Lingxi had been busy for half a day, so she leaned on the couch to take a rest.

Falling into a drowsy sleep, the dream is full of claustrophobic dark rooms, and the fake white face lying frozen on the ice bed in the previous life.

Ning Yin was standing beside the ice bed, with black blood splattered on the snow-colored jacket, calling her with cold eyes: "Lingxi, come here."

He woke up abruptly, his underwear soaked in cold sweat.

Yu Lingxi hadn't had such a real dream for a long time, she was dazed for a while, and drank two cups of herbal tea to calm her shock, when Walnut, who happened to be out, came back.

When Yu Lingxi saw her frowning, she knew that things were not going well.

Sure enough, Hu Tao said with a bitter face: "Miss, the red pearl is gone."

Hu Tao said that when she rushed to Zhao's woodshed, the woodshed was half open, and there was no one in it, only a few spots of blood that hadn't dried up on the straw mat.

"The servant has searched secretly for a long time, but there is no whereabouts of the red pearl. I don't know if she ran away or was dragged out by someone and buried."

Hu Tao blamed herself a little, "If the servants had left a quarter of an hour earlier, maybe..."

"Forget it, I don't blame you. Let the guards secretly investigate Hong Zhu's whereabouts. People who have not escaped from slavery can't go far. As long as she is still alive, she will definitely leave traces."

Yu Lingxi comforted Hu Tao a few words, and she became more and more convinced that Zhao Yuming's death was much more than what it appeared on the surface.

Hongzhu's road is blocked for the time being, and the next step is to wait for news from Ning Yin.

…

It was windy at night, and it started to rain lightly.

The next day when the rain stopped, Yu Lingxi had breakfast with Mrs. Yu and walked on the porch together.

When talking about the Zhao Mansion, Madam Yu was very emotional: "Yesterday afternoon, your cousin's coffin was dragged out of the city and buried hastily, without even a decent funeral. Normally, the child is timid and quiet, but who knows that she is deep in thought?" , it ended up like this.”

Yu Lingxi said calmly: "It can be seen that the mind is not right, and it must be a cocoon."

"Who says it's not? It's also because her parents are too utilitarian and have little affection for family, so they taught the child to look like this."

Mrs. Yu sighed, "Yu Ming committed suicide on the day she entered the palace to serve the crown prince. It is disrespectful. No matter what, your uncle will not be able to escape the punishment of 'Goddess Wu Fang', and he will be demoted to Lingnan miasma tomorrow. .”

After staying by Ning Yin's side for two years and seeing so many tricks, Yu Lingxi naturally knew what it meant to be demoted to Lingnan.

It's called relegation, but it's actually exile. Survival is a problem in this wild place where snakes, rats, and poisonous insects are rampant.

In the previous life, the Zhao family did not hesitate to place Yu Lingxi as a vase in the backyard for sale, and then put her on a sedan chair and send her to the Prince Regent's Mansion, which everyone regarded as purgatory, just in exchange for power and benefits.

But in this life, the Zhao family made calculations and calculations, but in the end it was all in vain. Dying in poverty and abjection, which they fear most, is also karma.

Just as she was thinking, she saw Ning Yin coming from a distance standing outside the corner door.

Seeing Yu Lingxi, Ning Yin paused slightly and cupped her fist slightly.

Yu Lingxi understood in her heart, she found a reason to bid farewell to Madam Yu, and walked towards the water pavilion in the garden.

After waiting for half a cup of tea in the water pavilion, I heard familiar and steady footsteps behind me.

Yu Lingxi turned around and was surprised to see that Ning Yin's hair and clothes and boots were wet. She stood up and asked, "You haven't returned all night?"

The rain stopped at the end of Maoshi today, so the wetness all over his body could only be from the night.

Ning Yin was noncommittal, so Yu Lingxi folded the cotton kerchief washed yesterday and handed it to him, frowning slightly: "Where did you go?"

"Open the coffin." Ning Yin raised his hand to take the veil, without changing his expression.

Yu Lingxi paused, raised her eyes and bumped into Ning Yin's bottomless eyes.

She was stunned for a while before realizing whose coffin he was talking about by "opening the coffin".

"Miss, don't worry. Dirty things like digging the grave and dissecting the coffin will naturally be done by others, so I don't need to do it myself."

Having said that, he finally unfolded the fragrant plain white cotton handkerchief, and wiped off his slender and fair fingers one by one.

Yu Lingxi was thinking about another thing: Since Ning Yin went to open the coffin for an autopsy at night, does it mean that he has found a medicine man who can test for poison?

Thinking of this, a little hope emerged in her heart, and she asked, "Then, did you find anything?"

Ning Yin glanced at her and said, "The autopsy will take three days at least, and five days at most."

Yu Lingxi said "Oh".

It's okay, I have waited for so long, and I don't care about these three or five days.

Her eyes fell on Ning Yin's drenched hair, and she pointed, "The hair is still wet."

Ning Yin followed her gaze, looked at the black hair hanging down her chest, and rubbed it casually with a handkerchief.

It was the same in his previous life, he always wiped his hair impatiently when he came out of the shower, and he didn't allow others to touch it, so he just let his hair be wet. The water from the tips of his hair dripped onto his chest, wet his underwear along his waistline, his whole body was like a handsome water ghost running from the bottom of the lake, exuding a damp chill.

When she was on the couch, Yu Lingxi would always shiver from the water dripping from his hair.

Memories gathered, the young man in front of him lost his patience when he saw that the lock of hair could not be wiped dry, and his hands became stronger.

It's a waste of money to treat such beautiful hair with such a rough method.

Yu Lingxi sighed secretly, stepped forward to take the cotton handkerchief in his hand and said, "I'll do it."

In the previous life, he didn't dare to touch his hair, but in this life, he touched it enough.

She wrapped the ends of his hair with a veil, gathered them in her palms, and pressed them to absorb the moisture. She had a natural and open expression, without shyness or flattery.

Ning Yin hissed, narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Miss is so skillful in serving people?"

Yu Lingxi's eyelashes trembled, and she thought to herself: You found out again?

"In this world, you are the only one who has this face."

Yu Lingxi suppressed the burning heat in her body, and snorted, "I've taken care of you, so you have to help me with the work to find out the results I want."

The curtains around the waterside pavilion fluttered gently, Ning Yin lowered her eyes and smiled, with flickering shimmering lights reflected in her eyes.

"Okay." Yu Lingxi returned the handkerchief to Ning Yin.

Ning Yin stood without taking the veil, glanced over her shoulder, and said naturally: "The clothes are also wet."

"Almost done, Wei Qi."

Yu Lingxi stuffed the cotton quilt into his hand, stared and said, "Go back and change by yourself, don't catch a cold."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of walnuts in the distance.

Yu Lingxi withdrew her thoughts, ignoring Ning Yin, poked her head out of the water pavilion and said, "Hutao, what's the matter?"

"Miss, why are you still here?"

Hu Tao was full of anxiety, and hurriedly said, "Miss came to you and said something happened!"

Elder Sister usually doesn't come to her easily, unless...it involves important family matters.

Yu Lingxi thumped, the uneasiness of the previous two days was finally fulfilled.

She lowered her gaze, and said to Ning Yin: "You should check the matter with Zhao Yuming first, and tell me as soon as you have the result."

After finishing speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and hurried to the front hall.

She left in such a hurry that she didn't notice that Ning Yin's expression was calm and playful, and she wasn't surprised by the upcoming turmoil in the Yu Mansion.

He stood in the water pavilion for a while, stretched out his hand to grab a strand of hair and twisted it, frowning and snorting.

"What's the hurry, it's still wet."

There was a bang of thunder on the ground, clouds and ink rolled, and the strong wind blew the shadows of trees all over the garden.

Yu Lingxi's sleeves were filled with gusts of wind, and she pursed her lips and pushed open the door of the side hall.

Yu Xinyi immediately stood up and called out, "Sui Sui."

She was still wearing the military uniform of the Baiqi Division, apparently rushed back from the palace before changing clothes, and her expression was rare and serious.

"What happened?" Yu Lingxi closed the door, shutting out the stormy courtyard.

Yu Xinyi didn't know how to speak, but Yu Lingxi had guessed the clue, and asked in a low voice, "Yes... Is something wrong with brother?"

Yu Xinyi raised her head suddenly, and Yu Lingxi knew that she had guessed right, and her heart sank.

"I just received a secret letter from my father Baili urgently. There is a problem with the batch of relief food that Yu Huanchen escorted."

Yu Xinyi didn't hide anymore, took Yu Lingxi's hand and sat down, and said in a deep voice, "The 30,000 stones of life-saving food were all replaced with chaff."