Marrying The Villain

Yu Lingxi looked at Ning Yin in surprise: "What are you talking about?"

Ning Yin looked at her for a while, then smiled suddenly: "I'm lying to you. If you die, you won't be able to play with Miss."

Yu Lingxi knew that Ning Yin was not just joking.

In this world, as long as he is willing to do something, there is nothing he dares to do.

"You can't lie to me."

Holding the half-stripped lotus pod, she said with a straight face, "There is nothing more important than living well. You can't even think about such words in the future."

Ning Yin looked at the tip of her frowning brows, her eyes sparkled faintly.

"OK."

He slowly turned the small medicine jar in his hand, "Miss, don't let me have the chance to think like that."

Yu Lingxi can't control his crazy thoughts that come up from time to time, but if he listens to it once, he will definitely stop it once.

She carefully peeled off the lotus seeds, placed them in lotus leaves and placed them by his hand, then spread out her palms and said, "Here are the lotus seeds for you, and the medicine for me."

Ning Yin lowered her eyes, paused for a moment when the small medicine jar that was carelessly turned, and then handed it over to her.

When she left her hand, her fingertips lightly slid across her palm, like an inadvertent touch.

"Morning and evening."

Ning Yin raised her eyes and said solemnly, "If I serve it personally, the medicine will be more effective."

Yu Lingxi didn't dare to put her nose on her face, she shook the small medicine jar in her hand and said, "Thank you, and you don't have to."

The fragrance of lotus leaves sinks and floats on the surface of the pool. Take a deep breath and feel refreshed.

"Ning Yin." Yu Lingxi called softly.

Ning Yin turned to look at her.

"I wanted to say it a long time ago, rather than dying for someone, I would rather you live for someone, and live well."

Yu Lingxi suddenly had an idea: he wanted to light up the stars, the sun and the moon in his dark eyes, so that the brilliance would rise and turn round.

If you can't make everyone like you, make everyone fear you.

After Yu Lingxi left, Ning Yin twirled a lotus seed in her mouth and carefully savored her soft words.

I didn't taste the bitterness of the lotus seeds, but tasted a bit sweet.

Everyone cursed him to death, only Yu Lingxi told him to live well.

That being the case, how dare you live up to Miss's kind expectations?

He hooked the corners of his mouth, put his backhand on the railing and looked up at the sky.

I can't bear to die.

If one day the birds get tired of his branch, they might as well grab a piece of sky and keep her in captivity.

…

The ointment given by Ning Yin was very effective. After eight or nine days, the scab on his arm began to fall off slowly.

The wound healed smoothly, presumably leaving no scars.

On the day of Qixi Festival, Lord Qingping Township was the host, chartered the lingkong painting bridge of Wangxian Tower, and invited the sisters of the Yu family and the newly married Su Guan to enjoy the lantern night tour.

This was an appointment between the two families half a month ago, but it was only ten days before the Yu family was assassinated.

Yu Lingxi was a little hesitant at first, but when she heard that the old lady of Tang Gongfu was seriously ill, Tang Buli was quite sad, and she wanted to light a lamp to pray for her grandmother.

As Tang Buli's only handkerchief, she would be unreasonable if she missed the appointment.

"The child has no parents, and everyone's business depends entirely on the old lady. Now her only support has also fallen ill. It is the time when she is alone and helpless, and she should go to accompany her."

After hearing Yu Lingxi's request, Madam Yu sighed, "Xin Yi, take good care of your sister and Ah Guan, don't be careless."

Yu Xinyi nodded: "Don't worry, mother."

"I'll accompany them too," said Yu Huanchen, who had rushed back from the army.

What happened on Yongning Bridge, he never wanted to experience it again in his life.

On this trip, Yu Huanchen and Yu Xinyi were in charge, and Qing Xiao, Qing Lan and other experts were brought along, so Madam Yu felt relieved and urged them to come back earlier.

Yu Lingxi ordered someone to invite Ning Yin.

That day when he was recuperating in the brothel, she had promised Ning Yin that she would take him to light the prayer lamps, and this was the perfect time.

At the end of the unitary year, the lights are on at the beginning.

Yu Lingxi changed into a lotus root pink summer shirt and an apricot red skirt, and went down the stone steps with a soft gauze in her arms, when she saw Ning Yin coming with her hands behind her back.

He didn't wear the usual dark-colored martial robe, but changed into light-colored clothes. His black hair was tied in a bun on the top of his head with a ribbon of the same color, and the other half was draped over his shoulders. He came by the lights, looking as handsome and noble as in his previous life. , indescribably amazing.

It wasn't until he walked in front of him that Yu Lingxi came back to his senses and asked, "Why are you dressed like this today?"

"Miss, don't you like it?"

Ning Yin seemed to see through her little thoughts, and said in a deep voice that only she could hear, "Every time I wear a snow suit, Miss can't look away."

She likes Mr. Wenrun, so he can pretend to be Mr. Wenrun.

"Where do I have it?"

Yu Lingxi retorted without confidence, and added, "Of course you look good in whatever you wear, but it's rare to see you wearing light clothes. It's just novel at first glance."

In her previous life, Ning Yin loved to wear red or purple robes. She was luxurious and lazy, yet extremely beautiful and aggressive.

But when he put on the white robe, the madness in his body also subsided, leaving only the cool and handsome face of a mountain god.

"Ahem." Yu Huanchen cleared his throat heavily behind him.

Yu Lingxi restrained her compliments, smiled and blinked, then put up her skirt and got into the carriage.

Half of the sky is the rouge color of the afterglow, and the other half is the dark blue shrouded in the twilight. In this noisy world at the junction of light and dark, a sea of ​​lights meanders.

The streets are crowded and there are many tourists.

It was difficult for the carriage to move, because it was blocked under the gate of the square, and it did not move a few feet for half an hour.

I don't know how long it will be stuck like this, so everyone had to get out of the car and walk, and the guards followed them every step of the way.

Wa Si was performing a fire show, and the flames sprayed by the shirtless man were three or four feet high, which attracted a lot of applause.

Qing Xiao cleared the way ahead, Yu Lingxi and Ning Yin walked side by side, and Yu Huanchen, Su Guan, and Yu Xinyi followed behind.

Su Wan squeezed the ice jade sword fringe tied in her sleeve, a little sweet tension appeared on her face, her round cat eyes were always looking at her young and handsome husband beside her.

It's a pity that the husband seemed to have something on his mind, and stared at the guard named Wei Qi in front of him without blinking.

She opened her mouth several times to give a gift, but she couldn't find the right time.

Yu Lingxi naturally sensed her brother's probing gaze, she couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, pretending not to look sideways, and said in a low voice, "Wei Qi, brother is looking at you, you have to behave better."

She knew in her heart that hiding Ning Yin was not enough for her family to recognize Ning Yin's identity.

He simply brought Ning Yin out generously, presenting his best side to dispel his brother's doubts.

Ning Yin couldn't guess her little thoughts, and she kept her eyes fixed on her: "Where there is a lady, when will I behave badly? Hmm?"

The sound of "hmm" rises in the end, with a deceptive meaning, which is particularly pleasant in the noise of the street.

Yu Lingxi turned her eyes and smiled, then stopped.

She looked at the overcrowded drinking ice building, and said to Yu Huanchen who was secretly looking all the way: "Brother, can I buy a bowl of iced food?"

Yu Huanchen was noncommittal, so Yu Lingxi happily arranged it.

She bought ten bowls of iced drinks, and distributed lychee water and red bayberry juice to her siblings and attendants. There were only two bowls of grape cheese, which she kept for herself and Ning Yin.

She gave everyone ice drinks, just to let Ning Yin eat this bowl of ice-sweet and refreshing grape cheese in a reasonable way.

Yu Huanchen didn't suspect anything, he just frowned and took his wife's bowl, and said with a straight face, "You're cold, eat less."

"One more sip, just one sip!"

Su Guan was greedy for the sweetness of lychee water, stretched out a finger and begged softly, "Husband?"

General Yu, who never changed his face in the face of a hundred thousand enemy troops, was defeated by his wife's big cat-like eyes.

"Wei Qi, here we are."

Taking advantage of her siblings not paying attention, Yu Lingxi handed one of the bowls to Ning Yin, picked up the other bowl herself, and sipped it elegantly.

The lavender grape ice is covered with snow-white and fragrant milk and amber honey, which exudes cool air against the lights of the long street.

Ning Yin took a mouthful with a small spoon, and slowly put it between her lips.

The coolness spreads over the tip of the tongue, and then melts into a slightly sour and sweet fruity aroma.

"Is it delicious?"

Yu Lingxi asked in a low voice, the beaded flowers on the girl's hair reflected a warm light.

Ning Yin suddenly had an idea, if there was some demonic technique that could make all the noisy people all over the street disappear, then he would use it without hesitation.

In this way, he can wantonly embrace the light in front of him into his arms and rub it into his flesh and blood.

"It's a little less flavorful."

Ning Yin commented with a thin lip line, and a deep warmth in her eyes, "It's not as delicious as the lychees and lotus seeds fed by Miss."

Yu Lingxi was stunned for a moment, then her face became dry, and she signaled him with her eyes: less is more.

So Ning Yin laughed happily.

He tasted the same sweet and sour taste as she walked in the river of light upstream.

On the third floor of Wangxian Tower, there is a magnificent painted bridge, which spans both ends of the street, like a magpie bridge built in mid-air, and has become an excellent place to watch the lanterns at night on the Qixi Festival.

Tang Buli has prepared melons, fruits, wine and food, and is waiting in the private room.

Behind her stood a strange handsome man.

Seeing Yu Lingxi and others coming in, she forced her usual bright smile and greeted, "Sui Sui, sister Xin Yi, come in and sit down."

"A Li."

Yu Lingxi took Tang Buli's hand, then glanced at the quiet man behind her, "Who is this?"

"Oh, him! Before, my grandmother always punished me for copying books. I was really playful and lazy. I met this man in a bookstore by chance. I saw that he was good-looking and talented, so I gave up some money and asked him to do it for me. I copy books."

Tang Buli explained, lowering his voice, "But now my grandmother is ill, and I don't have any spare money to support him. After tonight, I will send him away and find another way out."

Behind him, the handsome man probably didn't know that he was about to be sent away, but he was still cooking tea quietly, looking very obedient and honest.

Tang Buli sniffed, "If grandma recovers, I'd be willing to copy another hundred copies of the book."

Yu Lingxi recalled the ending of Tang Buli's hasty marriage and becoming a married woman in her previous life when the Duke's mansion was not far behind. She worried in her heart, and said softly, "Old Madam Song Ling He Shou will definitely get better."

"Borrow auspicious words every year."

Tang Buli laughed loudly, cheered up and said, "Stop talking about this, let's go and put the lights on!"

Ning Yin was still sitting on the porch, leaning on the railing and looking at the endless stream of people downstairs, holding a half-eaten grape cheese in her hand.

His phalanges are slender, and he can easily hold a white porcelain ice bowl with one hand.

Fearing that he would be left out in the cold, Yu Lingxi was about to go over with the paper lantern when she heard Yu Huanchen say "Hey" and said with a smile, "Isn't that A Cen?"

Yu Lingxi paused and followed her brother's line of sight.

There was a crowd of people under the painted bridge, and two brocade-clothed young men on horseback blocked the roadside, unable to move.

The one in white with a jade belt and no sign of anxiety on his face was Xue Cen; and the young man in brocade robe with red lips and white teeth beside him was Ning Zizhuo, Prince of Nanyang County whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Yu Xinyi felt bad, grabbed a piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it under the painted bridge.

It just happened to fall into Ning Zizhuo's arms.

Ning Zizhuo was in a panic, and raised his head angrily. When he saw Yu Xinyi on the bridge, his frowning brows were instantly eased, and he raised his arm, waved the folding fan in his hand and said loudly: "Mr. Yu! "

Xue Cen looked up, and naturally saw Yu Lingxi holding a paper lantern on the painted bridge, and his eyes shone slightly.

Ning Yin, who was leaning on the railing, saw Xue Cen, her eyes darkened, and she sneered.

"I'll go down."

Yu Xinyi handed the wishing pen to Yu Lingxi's hand, blinked, and went downstairs to give Ning Zizhuo a gift.

After a while, Xue Cen came up from downstairs and said to Yu Lingxi, "Second sister."

"Brother Cen." Yu Lingxi didn't expect him to come up, and returned a salute.

under the porch.

Ning Yin looked at the two people who were greeting each other, expressionlessly picked up the half-melted ice cubes at the bottom of the bowl, and put them into his mouth.

An eyesore. he scoffed.

Yu Lingxi talked with Xue Cen for a while, then went to the Huaqiao to help Tang Buli light the prayer lamp.

The lingering lights all over the street suddenly became dazzling.

It's too much of an eyesore.

Ning Yin bit the ice cube slowly and made a cracking sound.

He narrowed his eyes, looked down at his plain white clothes, and then frowned.

If the clothes of this color were stained with blood, it might ruin Yu Lingxi's happiness.

After twisting another piece of ice and putting it in his mouth, Ning Yin tapped his fingers calmly.

If he doesn't kill Xue Cen, there are plenty of ways to punish one's heart in this world.

It's just that I don't know what the friendship of childhood sweethearts is in front of the Xue family's interests.

…

Yu Lingxi came down from the upstairs and found Ning Yin in the corridor.

He was still sitting in the original posture, his eyes hidden in the shadow of the bamboo curtain, and the ice bowl in hand was already empty.

"Wei Qi!"

Yu Lingxi trotted over, gasped and whispered, "Where do you think I went?"

Ning Yin glanced at her, and the temperature in her eyes faded.

Leaning on the railing for a long time, he said with a half-smile, "I'm not interested in such trifles as 'Where are you going to whisper with Miss and other men'?"

Yu Lingxi was stunned, and said with a broken smile, "What are you thinking?"

Ning Yin said slowly, "I'm thinking about something that would make me happy, but Miss is not."

Yu Lingxi laughed.

She bent her eyes: "Follow me, I'll take you to a place."

Ning Yin still looked at her, as if trying to see into the depths of her soul.

"Hurry up! Don't let your brother find out."

Yu Lingxi urged her lightly again, and the light reflected her eyes beautifully and brightly.

Only then did Ning Yin get up, and followed her small steps of lifting her skirt, up the stairs.

The top floor of Wangxian Tower is a small attic with ventilation on all sides, which is often used by scholars and talents to climb high and look far.

Therefore, it was windy and cold at night, and there was no one else in the attic, only a lamp for company.

"This is the place I just found, and the view is excellent."

Yu Lingxi smiled, and stretched out her hand to push the window sash open. In an instant, the night sky was like a daisy, and the sky was full of stars, and the night scene of the winding lights of the capital city was panoramic.

That light fell into Ning Yin's eyes, making him shake his head.

He walked slowly to the window and looked down side by side with Yu Lingxi. The cloths rubbed against each other in the whistling wind, soothing the depression in his heart.

"Miss just disappeared for so long just to find this place?" Ning Yin raised her eyebrows.

"if not?"

Yu Lingxi said, "I climbed the entire fifth floor to find such a deserted place."

"Why?" Ning Yin stared at her and asked.

"What 'why'?"

Yu Lingxi stretched out her hand to tuck the blown hair behind her ears, and smiled softly, "Didn't I promise that I would bring you to set up the prayer lamp? It's inconvenient to see so many people downstairs."

While talking, she took out the pen, ink and paper lamp she had prepared earlier, and placed them on the window lattice.

She put pen to paper and wrote a beautiful sentence on the paper lantern: everything goes well.

Then he handed the pen to Ning Yin, leaned on the window sill and propped his chin: "You write too, maybe it will come true?"

Ning Yin doesn't believe in ghosts and gods, these childish things are just playthings for his snort.

But he took the pen with Yu Lingxi's body temperature, and in the blank space on the other side of the sky lantern, the pen flew away.

Looking at his handsome profile soaked in the lights, Yu Lingxi felt as if it had been a lifetime away.

In her previous life, she wanted to watch a lantern show with Ning Yin, but unfortunately it never came true.

Fortunately, today, she finally made up for this little shortcoming.

His eyes drooped and he landed on the wet words that Ning Yin had just written.

Can't help being slightly taken aback.

What he wrote was not any malicious words, but a sentence with a strong pen: always peaceful every year.

An ordinary sentence, but because it contains her nickname and his last name, it looks extraordinary.

Seeing her lost in thought, Ning Yin put down her pen and said, "Miss is quite satisfied with my handwriting."

Yu Lingxi concentrated her mind, nodded her head and praised: "The writing is like the person, so I am satisfied."

In both lifetimes, Ning Yin's handwriting was extremely beautiful.

Ning Yin snorted in a low voice: "Miss, are you complimenting me or words?"

"Wei Qi, look, there are always things in this world that can make me happy and make you happy, aren't there?"

Yu Lingxi lit the paper lantern, and her smile bloomed in the lingering light of the fire.

It was very windy in the attic, and she could hardly support the paper lantern.

Ning Yin stretched out her hands from both sides to help her stabilize the sky lantern that was about to fall.

With overlapping palms and shrouded in shadows, Yu Lingxi was completely surrounded by Ning Yin's arms, feeling his soft and steady breath brushing against her ears...

With a trembling of his fingertips, the sky lantern dropped his hand, and flew wobbly into the night sky.

The person behind put his hand on the window sill, still sticking to it in a confined posture, without any intention of letting go.

"There are better things to do," he said.