Marrying The Villain

Ning Yin was young, and in everyone's imagination, he should be a dull and shabby person.

Therefore, seeing this tall, pale and handsome figure in purple robe and jade belt, the surprise in everyone's eyes was greater than the contempt for a while, and after a while, people stood up and saluted one after another.

Xue Cen on the side stood up and wanted to hand in hand, but when he saw the face of the Seventh Prince, he froze suddenly.

Why does the appearance of the Seventh Prince look exactly the same as that of the bodyguard who lured the second younger sister to cross the line? !

Wei Qi, Wei Qi...

Xue Cen's Adam's apple moved slightly, slowly rolled up his sleeves, and subconsciously glanced at Yu Lingxi beside him.

Yu Lingxi closed her eyes, and bowed her knees together with the female relatives, her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and the luster of the temple hairpin reflected in her eyes, showing a faint luster.

That was a wave that never happened when facing Xue Cen.

She almost used all her strength to control herself from looking up at him.

In the line of sight, a piece of dark purple skirt passed in front of her, and the black official boots did not stop for a moment.

The wind stopped, and the cool sandalwood dissipated without a trace.

"Second sister?"

Xue Cen's low voice came from beside him, and Yu Lingxi just woke up from a dream, and slowly got up and returned to her seat.

Ning Yin sat at the top, sipping lightly from the wine cup. His purple robe and black hair made his face even more handsome and cold. His undisciplined gaze never stopped for a moment at the seats of Xue and Yu, as if he was really just going to a banquet. Drinking strangers.

What is he here for?

According to the memory of his previous life, he would definitely not show his face like this at this time.

Yu Lingxi's heart was full of turmoil. Although she controlled herself not to look or not, the discussions about the Seventh Prince around her never stopped, and they burrowed into her ears like mosquitoes.

She took a deep breath, picked up the pastries and candied fruit on the desk, and stuffed them into her mouth one after another to distract herself.

There seemed to be a big hole in my heart, as if the only way to fill the emptiness was to keep stuffing in and eating.

On the side, Xue Cen quietly handed Yu Lingxi a cup of tea, with undisguised serious worry in his eyes.

Singing again, the prince entered the arena, and the discussion about the seventh prince gradually subsided.

Seeing Ning Yin, a sneer flashed across Ning Tan's eyes.

"Seventh brother is so excited. I have invited you several times and I have not seen you. Today, I am willing to show you face and go to the banquet."

Ning Tan held his gun and rod, and gave him a look.

Immediately, a green-robed civil servant got up knowingly, held a wine cup and said: "His Royal Highness is courteous and corporal, treats brothers and feet generously, and has the style of a master! I am deeply moved, and respect His Royal Highness and Seventh Highness a glass!"

The prince glanced at Ning Yin, and smiled with interest: "Although there is good wine, there is no one to hold the cup. I have heard that the seventh brother is in exile, so I must know quite a lot about the methods of serving people. I wonder if I can invite the seventh brother to be an orphan Pour the wine, so that our brothers can have a good time with the wine?"

The prince sang along with his party members, as if he was mocking Ning Yin who had been reduced to a slave, waiting to see his jokes.

At the banquet, everyone watched from the sidelines, no one argued for Ning Yin, Yu Lingxi couldn't help but frowned.

Yu Xinyi on the side pressed the back of her hand and shook her head slightly.

The Yu family had just retreated from the cusp of the storm, and the Seventh Prince hadn't yet gained a firm foothold. At this time, he would only give people a handle and implicate Ning Yin.

Yu Lingxi understood Sister's concerns, but she still felt blocked.

Just as he was thinking, there was the gurgling sound of the jade pot pouring wine in the silence.

I saw Ning Yin personally poured a glass of wine, put it in front of Ning Tan, and said with a slow smile: "Brother Huang is wise and powerful, and has won the hearts of the people. This glass of wine should be respected by a foolish brother. I hope that Brother Huang will spare no expense and give me a lot of advice!" "

Ning Tan didn't expect him to be so obedient, so he couldn't help laughing, and proudly took the wine cup and drank it down.

I don't know what kind of wine it is, it is very strong, once it enters the stomach, it burns up like fire meeting hot oil, and Ning Tan is in a trance due to the smoke.

His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were distracted, and he patted Ning Yin's arm and said: "Seventh brother is so knowledgeable, if he succeeds to the throne alone in the future, he will definitely keep you by his side to take care of you! I will make...you the 'faint king' How? Hahahahaha!"

Everyone at the banquet was stunned, and suddenly fell silent.

Now that he is still alive, the crown prince will have to plan for the "succession" on his behalf. This is not good!

The well-known little yellow gate looked at the two emperors and empresses standing outside the gate, and suddenly fell silent like a drake choking its neck.

The emperor hadn't recovered from the cold, and when he heard the crown prince's presumptuous and **** words, his complexion turned black with anger.

The servant of the Eastern Palace turned pale, and he scrambled to support the nonsense prince and said, "My lord! Please stop saying a few words, Your Majesty is coming!"

Only then did Ning Tan see the empress standing at the door, and he woke up three points from the drunkenness. He hurriedly stood up and saluted: "I kowtow to my father... Long live the father! Thousand years for the mother!"

Unexpectedly, he was dizzy and couldn't find his balance. He fell to the ground when his body was crooked, full of ugly appearances.

Everyone saluted to welcome Sheng Jia, wanting to laugh but unable to, the corners of Yu Xinyi's mouth almost twitched.

Yu Lingxi relieved her anger and said to herself: Yes!

The emperor took his seat with a dark face, seeing that he had saved some face on the queen's birthday, and said in a deep voice: "Your honor is flat."

The queen sat beside the emperor, and said calmly: "Miss Yu Erlang and Erlang Xue are indeed a pair of beautiful men and women. I am very happy to see you. I don't know how Miss Yu Erlang is in good health?"

Yu Lingxi was as clear as a mirror in her heart. The empress suddenly directed her remarks to her, not because she cared about her, but to divert attention from the prince's gaffe just now.

Sure enough, everyone's eyes followed the queen and fell on Yu Lingxi and Xue Cen.

Yu Lingxi came out, Yingying knelt down and said: "Thank you for your blessings, my daughter is seriously ill, I shouldn't have come here to disturb your birthday banquet."

After finishing speaking, he covered his lips with his sleeve and coughed lightly, completely in a weak state.

"No problem."

The queen gave a vain smile, "The second girl's body is weak, and she needs a happy event to get rid of her sickness. According to my palace, why not take advantage of today's beautiful scenery to set a wedding date for the second girl, so that I can sleep well at night. An explanation from General Yu."

Yu Lingxi's shoulders trembled.

It is said that Empress Feng is kind and generous, but Yu Lingxi sees that she hides her secrets, she is definitely not a kind person!

Prince Ning Tan saw Yu Lingxi up close today, and felt that the pearl was shining brightly in the world, and thousands of beauties lost their color. Can't help but secretly scold Xue Cen, that bookworm!

Although he was unwilling, but at this moment in order to protect himself, he had no choice but to agree, stepped on Ning Yin and said, "Seventh brother, what do you think?"

For the matter of bestowing a marriage, not one unfavored prince would speak up this round. Ning Tan's move was purely to disgust Ning Yin. After all, it was rumored that the Yu family had been involved with the exiled Seventh Prince.

Yu Lingxi lowered her head, unable to see Ning Yin's expression clearly.

I only heard his cold and undisciplined voice coming from the front, an unfamiliar tone, without any hesitation: "If you get what you want, everyone will be happy."

Even though she was well prepared, Yu Lingxi was still pierced by the understatement of "get what you want".

She didn't raise her head for a long time, as if swallowing a sharp ice cube, and forgot how to argue.

She pursed her lips and heard the emperor say: "Yes."

So everyone got up to congratulate him, Xue Cen smiled dignifiedly and elegantly, and patiently returned greetings to every wives and princes who congratulated.

Yu Lingxi was in the midst of the hustle and bustle, looking forward over the singing and dancing sleeves, and there was silence.

Ning Yin put down the unfinished wine cup, got up and left the table, and never glanced in her direction from the beginning to the end.

…

The birthday banquet is over, Kunning Palace.

The queen stood in front of the hall, looked at the wobbly prince, and asked calmly, "Does the prince know his mistake?"

"My son almost ruined the mother's birthday banquet, my son knows his mistake!"

Ning Tan's eyes were drunk, he staggered and waved his hands and said, "But don't worry, the empress, when the son comes to power in the future, he will definitely organize a more glorious birthday banquet for the empress as a filial piety!"

As soon as this remark came out, even Cui An who was at the side showed some sarcasm.

The things that the mud can't support the wall are cultivated by the empress for nothing.

Empress Feng frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Cui An, sober up the prince."

"Yes."

Cui An understood, walked up to Ning Tan, and apologized, "Your Highness, I offended you."

Ning Tan was dull, and before he understood what was going on, he heard a splash of water, and his whole body flew out like a sandbag, and fell into the Buddha lotus pond in front of the hall.

"Save...save..."

Ning Tan flapped his hands and feet, but no one dared to pull him.

His honorable queen mother was standing in front of the steps, her phoenix robe was noble, without sadness or joy, only complete indifference.

That's right, it's indifference, like looking at a waste that can be discarded at any time.

Ning Tan finally hugged the stone sculpture spitting water by the pool, his body was covered with algae, shivering in embarrassment.

He was completely sober, extremely sober.

"I can protect you once or twice, but not ten times or a hundred times."

The queen said, "The prince is here to reflect calmly."

The door of the palace was ruthlessly closed in front of his eyes, Ning Tan wiped the water, and stared at the bowed servant at the side.

For a moment, the servant's low-browed and pleasing face seemed to be domineering, with a mocking smile, mocking his ignorance and embarrassment.

His eyes were red, and there was a bit of resentment in his fear. He hated the blood of a dirty servant girl flowing in his body, hated his mother for helping him to be the crown prince, but refused to give even a little bit of family affection...

Just wait and see!

Ning Tan gritted his teeth and thought, he will prove to everyone that he is the only true dragon blood!

On the Zhiyue Building adjacent to the Kunning Palace, Ning Yin stood upright in a purple robe, and had a panoramic view of the embarrassment and stupidity of the prince soaking in the pool.

Behind him, a young man dressed as a guard of the imperial army said: "Your Highness, do you want to create an accident and let the prince drown in the pool?"

"No need."

The folding fan in Ning Yin's hand was shaking one after another, the line of his lips curled up, and his pale face showed a bit of gentle madness, "Death is a simple matter, how can it be so cheap, brother."

He wanted to return everything he had suffered back then to the mother and son in every possible way.

His eyes crossed the majestic Qionglou palace and fell on the palace road in the distance.

Ning Yin has excellent eyesight, even if it's just a few figures as far away as ants, he can still clearly distinguish the slim and bright figure.

The smile on the corner of his mouth finally sank, he put away the folding fan, turned around and went downstairs.

Outside the palace gate, Yu Xinyi quickly chased after him.

"Years old."

She held Yu Lingxi's hand, the worry in her eyes was self-evident, "Are you okay?"

Only then did Yu Lingxi's wandering thoughts gather, and she realized that she would leave the table quickly without kowtowing to the queen with Xue Cen, which would be a bit out of control.

Fortunately, the queen cared about the prince and never paid attention to her movements.

Yu Lingxi shook her head lightly, and tried her best to show a relaxed smile: "I'm fine, sister."

Yu Xinyi pulled Yu Lingxi into her carriage and lowered the curtain.

She stretched out her hands to hold her younger sister's face, and rubbed her beautiful and small face until it became wrinkled and deformed. Fang pinched her cheeks and said, "Say out if you are unhappy, Sui Sui."

Yu Lingxi was stunned.

"When sister can't see it? You don't have the same admiration for Xue Cen as you did when you were young, right?"

Yu Xinyi sighed, "The empress blocked all our retreats today with the excuse of being happy. She can't pretend to be sick. It's really not kind. But Sui Sui, if this marriage only brings you pain, I'd rather Don't agree, even if you resist the order and don't follow the order, ransack your home and go to jail, I will..."

"Sister!"

Yu Lingxi hugged Yu Xinyi and said softly, "Don't say such things."

During the Northern Expedition last year, she managed to reverse her fate so that these lovely and respectable relatives could stay by her side forever. How could she have the heart to fail because of a momentary grievance?

What's more, from the day she left Ning Yin, she knew that no matter what happened in the future, she had no right to suffer.

This road was chosen by herself, and there is only one black way to go to the end.

Yu Xinyi sat boldly, pressing her sister's head into her arms.

She remembered Yu Huanchen's words: Yu Xinyi, we are incompetent and cannot give Suisui more choices.

The imperial power is oppressive, the king's life is like the sky, and all the achievements are in vain.

If you want to change, you can only change the sky.

…

Because it was in the name of Chongxi, the Ministry of Rites acted quickly and set the wedding date of Yu Lingxi and Xue Cen at the end of the new year.

Yu Lingxi did not show up, and began to speed up the search for the real culprit behind Zhao Yuming's death.

She needs something to distract her overly chaotic thoughts, and she is afraid that after she really gets married, she will never have the chance to help Ning Yin.

At least before that, she had to know who the real culprit was lurking in the dark to murder the Yu family and intend to assassinate Ning Yin.

Unexpectedly, the maidservant of the Zhao family who had no news for half a year suddenly had a clue today.

"You said Hongzhu, Zhao Yuming's maidservant, was hiding in the brothel?" Yu Lingxi jumped off the swing, surprised.

"After receiving the information from the informant, the subordinate personally took the portrait and sneaked into the brothel to confirm that the appearance is indeed very similar."

Qing Xiao reported, "And the woman has a scar on her forehead, which coincides with Hongzhu's bumping into a pillar."

Hongzhu is a slave, and it is impossible for her to run away without a contract of sale. Yu Lingxi only expected that she was still hiding in the capital, but she never thought about hiding in the brothel.

"Why didn't you bring her back?" Yu Lingxi asked.

Qing Xiao showed a troubled expression: "Miss, I don't know, that brothel is not an ordinary gold-selling cave, but has a vestibule and a backyard. The vestibule is for ordinary people to entertain, while the backyard is dedicated to receiving dignitaries and dignitaries, and special identity certificates are required." You can only go in with a card, and the security is extremely strict...The subordinates are afraid of being stunned, so they dare not approach."

This is somewhat similar to the rules of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm...

Thinking of something, Yu Lingxi's eyes lit up: "There is someone who definitely has a connection, go and ask Lord Qingping to come over and say that I have something urgent to ask her for help!"

Qing Xiao took the order and resigned with fists folded.

palace gate.

When Xue Cen came out from the Ministry of Rites, he happened to see Ning Yin getting into the carriage from the palace gate and heading towards the market place.

Xue Cen thought of the appearance of the seventh prince, and couldn't help thinking of the scene of him kissing Yu Lingxi as if swearing sovereignty on the night of Qixi Festival. His heart sank, he reined in his horse, and secretly followed the direction of the seventh prince.

He wanted to see what the Seventh Prince planned to do to get close to the second sister.

After following all the way, the Seventh Prince's carriage turned a corner and disappeared at the intersection.

Xue Cen got off his horse and looked in the direction where the carriage disappeared, only to see at the end of the street a Qin Lou Chu Pavilion with rich makeup.

The Seventh Prince's **** with a prostitute?

It's no wonder that only such a wicked person can coax the innocent Second Miss Yu into a circle.

Xue Cen immediately felt worthless for the second younger sister, and felt sorry for meeting her at the birthday banquet. She still missed this heartless person who was facing Qin Muchu.

Only myself is the one who loves her wholeheartedly.

Xue Cen turned around, and was about to tell his second sister about this, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and immediately fell down.

Someone caught his fallen figure and dragged him into the side door of the hidden brothel in the alley.

At the end of the alley, the disappearing carriage was quietly parked at the side door, giving a panoramic view of everything.

"Your Highness, the person has been successfully brought in." The subordinate came to report.

The wind raised the curtain of the car, and a ray of light poured in, illuminating the luxurious young man sitting by the window in the car.

At a glance, the appearance is peerless.

"very good."

He propped up his temple with one hand, and carefully played with the exquisite black jade carving with his cold white knuckles, with a cold smile in his eyes.