Marrying The Villain

"When you coaxed me to agree, you didn't say that the one you were going to take away was a living person."

Yu Lingxi was really worried, and Ning Yin's move was too crazy.

However, after thinking about it, if she wasn't crazy, she wouldn't be Ning Yin.

"Who said that what I miss can't be a big living person?"

Even the corners of her brows and eyes were filled with joy, Ning Yin said softly, "How can you rest assured if you don't bring your baby with you?"

Knowing that Ning Yin's voice is very seductive, when she heard the word "baby", Yu Lingxi's face was still uncontrollably dry, and her snowy cheeks showed an attractive light crimson color.

She leaned on the box wall and sat up, as if to cover up, rubbed her neck carefully: "It's like a coffin, it scared me."

Ning Yin said, "If it's a coffin, it's too small, it won't fit two people."

Yu Lingxi was puzzled.

Ning Yin stretched out her hand and patted the position beside her, Shi Shiran said: "If it's a coffin, I should lie here too."

He looked natural, unable to tell whether he was joking or really intending to do so.

"You're talking nonsense again."

Yu Lingxi suppressed her sudden beating heart and stood up with the edge of the box.

Although this box is big, a grown woman feels a bit restrained lying in it.

Yu Lingxi felt her legs go numb, and fell back weakly. She couldn't help but blinked and didn't move for a while.

Ning Yin laughed lightly, bent down to support her shoulder with one hand, and wrapped her knee with the other hand, lifted her up into the air, and walked steadily towards the bed.

Yu Lingxi was placed on a soft couch, and only then did she have the opportunity to look around her surroundings.

This room is large and elegantly decorated, but it is obviously not the brothel I visited last time. Some people's voices and the sound of vehicles and horses can be vaguely heard downstairs, presumably still in the market.

"Where is this?" She asked with her hands on the bed.

"The post house."

While speaking, Ning Yin sat beside her and reached out to hold one of her ankles.

When the warm palm was pressed against her, Yu Lingxi shrank subconsciously.

When Ning Yin came over, she obediently relaxed, winked and smiled at him.

Only then did Ning Yin lower her eyes, pushed up the skirt, raised her fingers and gently squeezed her well-proportioned calf, to melt away the unbearable numbness.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Yu Lingxi saw two bandages wrapped around his left knuckle.

Ning Yin glanced at it, not paying much attention.

Yu Lingxi was a little distressed, and even lowered her voice a lot: "Be careful in the future, hurting your hands is a big deal."

"Don't worry, I won't interfere with the waitress." Ning Yin said.

He rubbed slowly and earnestly, his eyelashes were half drooping, casting a very light shadow in his eyes, making his nose straight, his lips thin, and his facial features deep and handsome.

After rubbing her left leg, Ning Yin switched to her right leg, and even held Yu Lingxi's snow-like slender ankle with great interest, and weighed it, as if surprised that she could easily wrap it around with one hand.

Seeing his eyes darken with more interest, and his knuckles gradually moving up, Yu Lingxi itched slightly, and hurriedly shrank her feet and put down her skirt and said, "It's fine."

Ning Yin looked at the empty palm, rubbed the remaining soft touch in her fingertips, and clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction.

Yu Lingxi pretended not to notice his little emotions, moved her hands and feet a little, and snorted softly: "You get me out at this time, the whole Yu family must be going crazy."

"Not urgent."

Ning Yin put his hands on his knees, and said casually, "I have ordered someone to leave a letter to your father to let you know."

It's a good "information".

Yu Lingxi opened her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and finally sighed helplessly.

She could already predict the complex emotions that would surge up from her father and brother after seeing Ning Yin's letter.

Yu Lingxi knew that Ning Yin must have arranged everything for her and could protect her well. But what about father and brother?

She didn't know how much of Ning Yin's plan would take care of her father and brother's family, and running away rashly would not change the situation of the Yu family.

But…

Yu Lingxi looked at Ning Yin, who was lying on the bed and making tea leisurely, and gradually softened her gaze: But everything is too beautiful right now, so beautiful that it makes people greedy.

After thinking for a moment, she smiled lightly and said, "Ning Yin, let me write a letter to my father and brother."

At least let the family know that she is safe now.

She said that she came out with Ning Yin willingly.

In this way, father and brother will not complain about Ning Yin, and they can rest assured to continue the secret plan of the two families.

…

The Yu Mansion is indeed about to be turned upside down.

Hearing that Qing Xiao hurriedly reported that the second lady had been missing for an hour, Yu Yuan straddled home without saying a word.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he saw a peddler carrying a load bump into him recklessly, and slipped a secret note to him.

Yu Yuan didn't dare to open the secret note until he returned to the mansion, and the more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

On the night when the identity of the Seventh Prince was revealed, he once said to this calm and unpredictable young man: "...At this point, it doesn't matter whether I really supported His Highness or took His Highness in by accident. Only self-protection, if His Royal Highness promises to protect the safety of the Yu family, apart from my family, I can give His Highness everything."

At that time, His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, who was standing with his hands behind his back, looked at him, and only asked, "What if what I want is one of your family members?"

Yu Yuan was shocked, he thought of his bright and carefree little daughter.

He originally thought that the Seventh Prince would stop thinking about it because of the marriage bestowed by the emperor, but he never thought that he would kill Sui Sui and take Sui Sui away.

Acting boldly and taking a slanted sword, is also good and evil, I really don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Madam Yu didn't know about it yet, she just thought that her daughter went to the West Mansion to play with her daughter-in-law.

Yu Huanchen saw his father's deeply depressed worry, so he calmly comforted him: "Father, don't worry, Sui Sui is not a person who doesn't know the importance, she definitely knows what to do. The son will claim that Sui Sui is learning how to be a wife from Guan'er , concentrate on cultivating virtue, and see no outsiders, and will not show any flaws in a short time."

Yu Yuan threw the paper into the lampshade and lit it, and sighed, "That's all."

But they all know that this is only a stopgap measure for a "short period of time". When the Holy Majesty's will to grant marriage is made, Sui Sui must appear in person to receive the order.

This is undoubtedly a blade hanging above his head, and he doesn't know when it will fall.

…

Yu Lingxi had finished writing her own family letter, and had just dried the ink when she heard a knock on the door.

A plain young man in an unremarkable short brown top came in. When he saw the beauty blowing ink by the window, his eyes flashed obvious amazement, Fang cupped his fists and saluted, "The master asked me to ask the second girl, is the letter finished?"

Ning Yin had just explained that someone would pick up the letter after it was written.

Yu Lingxi nodded and folded the letter paper.

She glanced at the man in front of her, felt a little familiar, and asked, "What's your name? I seem to have seen you before."

"The second girl has good eyesight."

The young man stepped forward, took the letter with both hands and put it in his arms, smiled with white teeth and said, "The humble job is called Shen Feng, and I was selling grapes outside your house before, and I was lucky enough to meet the second girl."

When he reminded her, Yu Lingxi remembered it.

It turned out that the sour grapes that Ning Yin often ate were made by this person.

She said how could Ning Yin's information be so sensitive and quick!

"Ning... Where's your master?" Yu Lingxi asked.

"Deal in the private room next door."

Shen Feng said, "The master said, if the second young lady is bored, she can walk around, but she has to wear a veil."

Yu Lingxi shook her head: "No need, I'll wait for him."

Shen Feng smiled, clasped his fists together and stepped back, closing the door behind him.

Yu Lingxi changed from sitting and waiting at the beginning to leaning on the couch, not even realizing when she fell asleep.

In a daze, I heard the sound of the door opening, and then Ning Yin's rambunctious voice sounded: "The old maid, carefully arrange it."

"It has been arranged according to His Highness's deployment, and there will be actions within these two days."

Another loyal voice sounded.

With the sound of leisurely footsteps approaching, Ning Yin seemed to have spotted the girl who was sleeping lightly on the couch. When he spoke again, his voice softened a lot: "Go out."

Yu Lingxi felt that the mattress beside the couch had collapsed, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Poor thing, I fell asleep after waiting." Ning Yin looked at her and smiled.

Yu Lingxi's drowsiness dissipated immediately, she blinked her eyelashes and said, "I know you have important arrangements, so I spent a while on my own."

She turned over, and a lock of loose sideburns fell loosely by her ears.

Today she was lying in the box and taking a nap, her hair was all messed up, she simply took off the pearl hairpin and hair tie, and let the three thousand blue silks hang down her waist like splashed ink.

Ning Yin looked at her smooth black hair, her eyes were smudged with ink, she stretched out her hand to twist a strand of soft hair hanging from her front chest, put it on her nose and gently sniffed it.

Then she moved down, and her thin lips touched the ends of her hair.

It was obvious that she was kissing unconscious hair, but Yu Lingxi felt hot for no reason as if her breath had been caught.

She pulled her hair back, stood up and said, "I'm going to comb my hair."

Yu Lingxi seldom combed her hair by herself, and she didn't have any hair oil or other things. After tossing for a long time, she still couldn't tie up a bun.

Ning Yin dragged a chair, crossed her legs and sat by the window, admiring her appearance in the mirror with great interest. Until he couldn't stand it anymore, Fang Ji gave a muffled laugh, got up and stood behind her, and took the comb from her hand.

The slightly yellowed copper mirror coated Ning Yin's face with a layer of warmth, showing a calmness and gentleness that had never been seen before.

His slender white knuckles shuttled between her cold hair, the cold white of his fingers and the extreme black complement each other, and he combed them slowly to the end, strand by strand.

The corners of Yu Lingxi's mouth curled up, watching her hair obediently gathered into a bundle in his palm, and tied with a streamer, her whole body was as warm and comfortable as if soaked in hot water.

Ning Yin supported her chin and looked at the mirror, then "hissed" for a while, as if she was not satisfied.

He put down the comb, and said slowly: "After the hairpin is polished, I will make a more beautiful bun for Miss."

"What hairpin?" Yu Lingxi asked.

Ning Yin didn't answer, but just gestured to the veils, masks and other things on the tray with his eyes, and said, "Go for a walk."

Since he invited, it must be safe.

Yu Lingxi picked up a light crimson veil to cover her face, thought for a while, then picked out a half-section mask with dark lines, and said to Ning Yin, "Come here."

Ning Yin raised her eyes slightly, but finally bent her head and got closer to her body.

Yu Lingxi stood on tiptoe and tied the half mask to his face.

Taking a look back, he saw that half of his black mask covered his cool, dark eyes, only his lips and clean jawline were exposed. He had black hair and light clothes, and he had an indescribably noble and handsome appearance.

Yu Lingxi was in a daze before bending her eyes and smiling, "Let's go."

It was only when I went out that I realized that this post house is very large.

Merchants and unmarried officials live in the front yard, while the backyard is more clean and spacious. A large mountain pool and pavilions divide the courtyard into countless small areas that do not interfere with each other.

The moon and stars are scarce in the sky, and there are lanterns hanging under the eaves, which are as bright as day.

Yu Lingxi and Ning Yin walked side by side through the winding corridors, and couldn't help asking: "This place is very lively, why don't you choose a more secluded place?"

What is the difference between living here and exposing your identity?

Ning Yin's eyes under the hole in the mask narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth moved: "Lively, of course, has the benefits of being lively."

"Where's the tall man with the heavy sword?" Yu Lingxi asked again.

Ning Yin has no one to protect her now, so she is really worried.

Ning Yin glanced at her, and said calmly: "He has his own mission."

Yu Lingxi gave a low "Oh", wondering what he was planning.

Ning Yin's mind is unpredictable. Ordinary people may just be wary of not revealing their identity too early, but he must have already calculated how to plan a counterattack after being exposed.

So don't worry too much.

Ning Yin stopped, reached out and hooked Yu Lingxi's hairband in Qingwu's wind.

Twirling, raising the lip line and asking: "Why don't you continue to interrogate?"

Yu Lingxi also stopped, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him in the lamplight.

Like countless times in the past, close and trusting.

"Then...how are you going to place me?"

Yu Lingxi's eyelashes drooped, and she leaned on the railing and said softly, "The current tense situation is impossible to hide me openly."

Ning Yin stared at her for a long time, and suddenly realized with a drawn-out tone: "Oh, Miss is asking for my name."