Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 28

[Chapter 28 Caramel and last time in the warehouse one…]

Yu Lingxi’s slightly raised apricot eyes reflected the spring water in the pool, and the eyelashes were sultry like ink lines.

With her fingertips wrapping around Ning Yin’s black hair, she felt that she might have fallen for evil.

Until Ning Yin’s eyes that were as deep as black ice, she felt a buzzing sound in her heart, and slowly put down her hand as if she had come back to her senses.

The strand of hair ran through her fingers, cold and itchy like a feather.

“Sister Fangcai,”

Ning Yin kept the paperweight in hand, thought about the words, and asked slowly, “Are you flirting with me?”

The wind wrinkled a pool of spring water, and the veil of the water pavilion fluttered. Yu Lingxi felt that the sultry heat was burning again, and even the tips of her ears couldn’t stop turning red.

It’s hard for a cold-hearted person like him to know the word “flirt”.

“Everyone has the love of beauty, and they can’t help but praise it.”

Yu Lingxi didn’t know what she was talking about. She lowered her eyes and felt a little uncomfortable. She simply picked up her ink and got up and said, “I’m going to change a pen.”

After all, he stopped looking at Ning Yin’s expression, and hurried away with the rice paper in his arms. https://m.biqiudu.com Biquge

Ning Yin stood up straight and looked at the direction in which Yu Lingxi’s robe disappeared.

Slightly dissatisfied, what does it mean to run away?

He stood in the water pavilion for a moment, raised his hand and twisted the tangled strand of black hair, and after a long time, Xu Xing’s eyes dazzled.

Since it is beautiful, why don’t you “touch” it for a while?

He made a very light “tsk” sound, the broken pen with his leather boots stepped on the ground, and left with his hands in a good mood amid the fragile cracking sound of the jade.

At the invisible corner of the garden, Yu Lingxi stopped and leaned gently against the wall.

She held the crumpled rice paper in one hand, and the wet ink smeared into a ball in her arms, while the other hand covered her slightly warm cheek to cool down.

Fang Cai, what happened?

Yu Lingxi was really confused, how could Ning Yin say such frivolous words when his mind became hot?

Could it be a bad habit left over from serving people with lust?

Clouds obscured the sun, and in the late spring the cool breeze was blowing, but it still blew the lingering heat.

…

On the eighth day of April, the Buddha Bathing Festival, the temple in the city was opened, and the chanting and almsgiving was very lively.

In this dynasty, during the Buddha Bathing Festival, tall households would boil salt beans and sugar water, and distribute them to passersby for blessings.

The sky was gloomy, and it was strangely hot.

Yu Lingxi packed herself up, leaned on the couch and shook the fan, and saw that Hu Tao came in with a post.

“Sister, the post from Xue’s house must be asking you to give charity together.” Hu Tao said, and happily submitted the invitation.

From her point of view, for the big event of the Buddha Bathing Festival, inviting her sister to the Xue residence was tantamount to admitting the marriage in front of everyone.

The Xue family treats her with such courtesy, her sister will surely enjoy happiness when she gets married, isn’t it a good talk?

Yu Lingxi took the post and opened it, but it was Xue Cen’s handwriting, and the signature was also Xue Cen’s private seal.

She asked, “Is this post sent by the steward of the Xue family?”

“That’s not true. The guard said that the servant next to Xue Erlang ran away.”

Hu Tao made tea for her, puzzled, “It doesn’t matter who brought it, what is this sister doing?”

Yu Lingxi speculated a little, knowing that this post was not meant by the second elder of the Xue family, but a private post made by Xue Cen himself.

The Xue family has a very strict family style and abides by the etiquette. I think that when the rumor of “loss of virginity” stopped the marriage in the East Palace, it also made Xue Youxiang have scruples, so the marriage between the two families was delayed.

Mostly because Xue Cen was afraid that she would think too much, so he insisted on posting a post to invite her to show his determination not to marry.

The heart is kind, but unfortunately used in the wrong place.

Yu Lingxi ordered the maid to bring a pen and paper, put the pen to moisten the ink, replied with a letter, and declined Xue Cen’s invitation.

She didn’t want to embarrass herself, nor did she want to embarrass Xue Cen by rushing to the board.

After sending the message, seeing the attendant beside Yu Huanchen asking for instructions, he reported under the corridor, “Sister, it’s time to give alms.”

Yu Huanchen is responsible for arranging the almsgiving ceremony in today’s Yu Mansion, and it is located at the fork of the Mansion Street.

At this time, Yu Huanchen was stirring the salt and beans in the pot, and he lost his former vigor.

Yu Lingxi knew that her family had given her brother three books and six rites, asking to marry the wife of the Su family. Yu Huanchen prefers bold women. On the other hand, he is the kind of delicate girl who has a headache. Seeing that the wedding date is approaching, he is getting more and more depressed.

Yu Lingxi covered her face with a hat and walked over, only to find that Ning Yin was also under the porridge shed.

“Sister.” When he looked up and saw Yu Lingxi, Ning Yin called out.

Wearing a dark-colored martial robe, the young man is tall and straight, his hair is half-tied and half-draped, and even the roots of his hair are neatly colored. When he leaned over to take things, a strand of extremely beautiful black hair hung down from his shoulders, which always reminded Yu Lingxi of the touch of silky ice and coolness wrapped around his fingertips…

It seems that since he has praised his good hair for a few days, he rarely ties up his full hair, and always wears half of it over his shoulders, which is a little more elegant and airy.

Yu Lingxi couldn’t help staring at him for a long time, until Ning Yin came over with oil paper, deliberately lowered his voice and asked, “Is it so beautiful?”

Seeing the unbridled smile in his eyes, the heat in Yu Lingxi’s ears came back again, and he always felt itchy as if the feathers were brushing, but fortunately, there was a hood and gauze covering his face, so that he wouldn’t be seen by him.

Yu Lingxi snatched the oil paper from Ning Yin’s hand, rolled a funnel and asked, “Why are you here?”

Ning Yin said casually: “Qing Xiao is not here, there is no helper here.”

Yu Lingxi said “Oh” softly, turned around to catch the salt beans that Yu Huanchen scooped up, and wrapped it up for the beggars and pedestrians on the road.

“Yi Sui!”

There was a crisp call from the crowd, and it was Tang Buli who came here, squeezed the crowd and rushed over, “I’m going to Jinyun Temple to pray, will you go?”

Yu Lingxi has been timid and hot these few days, and has no energy to be lazy.

While hesitating, Tang Buli took away the paper funnel in her hand and begged, “Why don’t you go? The marriage lottery in the temple today is the most effective. You don’t want to make a fortune for Xue?”

There was a small sound behind him, and it was the porcelain spoon that Ning Yin had brought down the case.

He smiled coldly: “Sorry.”

For some reason, Yu Lingxi always thought of the white jade purple pen that was broken by the waterside pavilion.

Unable to help but soften, Yu Lingxi had no choice but to say, “Okay.”

Tang Buli cheered, took Yu Lingxi’s hand, and smiled at Yu Huanchen: “Eldest son, I have taken Suishui away! You Shi will surely send her back safely!”

Yu Lingxi was dragged and walked two steps, then went back again, lifted the corner of the curtain cap, revealed half of her delicate and bright face, and said to Ning Yin, “Wei Qi, you follow me.”

Ning Yin glanced in the direction of Jinyun Temple, lowered his eyes to cover the dark color in his eyes, and nodded.

Yu Huanchen looked at the direction in which his sister and his party were leaving, and then pointed to a guard: “Follow and protect the second sister.”

The guards clasped their fists and followed the knife.

The market is lively, you can hear the Sanskrit sounds of the temple in the distance, and the sandalwood curls.

Tang Buli is an insatiable “sex” child. All along the way, various “color” booths were shouting and selling. She was not “touching” or “touching” this, but looked at that, and there was no time to stop.

Yu Lingxi followed behind and glanced at Ning Yin who was half a step away.

She “touched” an object from the bag she was carrying, then turned around and said, “Give me your hand.”

Ning Yin was probably thinking about something, she said that and stopped.

After a while, he raised his hand obediently.

Yu Lingxi let go, and a piece of candy wrapped in oil paper fell into Ning Yin’s palm.

When I took it apart, it turned out to be a sweet candy with a “milk” fragrance.

Ning Yin raised her eyebrows, sniffed, and looked at Yu Lingxi.

The surrounding people come and go, and there is an endless stream, which precipitates the prosperity of the capital.

Yu Lingxi shook the fan to dissipate the heat and stuffed the candy into Ning Yin’s mouth. She said helplessly, “There is no pepper powder in this, so you can eat it with confidence.”

After feeding the candy, Ning Yin was stunned, and Yu Lingxi was also stunned.

It was almost a subconscious action, and she didn’t think too much about it.

It seems that in the past few days, her mind has become more and more slack and slack, and Ning Yin has always acted strangely without realizing it.

Fortunately, there were many pedestrians around, and no one knew anyone, and no one paid attention to the actions of a boy and girl on the street.

Ning Yin said nothing, rolled up the tip of her tongue, put the caramel between her lips and teeth, and squinted her eyes.

Yu Lingxi guessed that he should be satisfied and asked, “Is it sweet?”

Ning Yin casually bit the candy, but his eyes were fixed on Yu Lingxi’s body.

After looking at her for a long time, Fang Bie said deeply, “It’s very sweet.”

So Yu Lingxi smiled at ease, the clear veil could not hide her bright smile.

“Sui Sui, what are you doing here?”

Seeing that she hadn’t come, Tang Buli turned back to look for it, pulled her wrist and urged, “Go quickly, don’t let people wait.”

It was only after Yu Lingxi arrived at Jinyun Temple that he understood what Tang Buli meant by “don’t make people wait”.

Xue Cen stood facing the Buddha statue, turned around to the laughter of the young girl, his brows and eyes stained with a restrained smile.

“Second sister.”

Xue Cen first greeted Yu Lingxi, and Fang Chaotang did not leave a salute, “There is Lao Qingping Xiangjun.”

“Okay, I brought you people, you can talk slowly.” After speaking, Tang Buli waved his hands and ran away.

Yu Lingxi was helpless and said to Xue Cen, “What is brother Cen looking for from me?”

“Second sister, don’t blame Qingping Xiangjun, I asked her to invite you here.”

Saying that, Xue Cen “touched” a jade ring of mutton fat from his bosom, and handed it to Yu Lingxi’s face with both hands, “This is the jade pendant after I invited the eminent monk of Jinyun Temple to consecrate it. I gave it to my second sister with my own hands, but…”

After a pause, his ears were slightly red, and he said warmly: “…However, it is also one to give the second sister here.”

There are more than 200 Bodhi trees in the Buddhist Hall of Jinyun Temple, with luxuriant branches.

Many good men and women will come here to make wishes and send their love, and write their common wishes on red paper with their own hands, and then hang them on the treetops with red ropes.

Ning Yin picked up the pen to moisten the ink, followed the dragon and snake, then stopped writing, sealed the paper with the ink still dry, and handed it over to the novice who was ushering in.

The novice did not hang his paper on his head, but tucked it into his sleeve, taking advantage of the cover of the crowd of pilgrims, and walked quickly towards the meditation room in the backyard.

After doing all this quietly, Ning Yin returned to the side hall of the Buddhist temple, just to see Xue Cen handing Yu Lingxi a jade pendant decorated with water-green tassels.

The model, who was still in a hurry, didn’t feel at ease at first glance.

Kacha, Ning Yin bit the caramel in his mouth expressionlessly, as if he was chewing someone’s bone.

“Unpalatable, sour.”

He brought the candy, and the darkness of the clouds swept across the bottom of his eyes.

In the Buddha Hall, the sight outside the Yu Lingxi Hall knew nothing.

She looked at the jade pendant and said with a dry breath, “Brother Cen, you have already given me too many things.”

And she had nothing to repay.

“It’s not too much for you…”

What Xue Cen was talking about, Yu Lingxi was gone.

Strangely, she watched Xue Cen’s lips open and close, but she didn’t understand a word of him, she just felt buzzing and noisy.

She opened her eyes wide, but everything in her eyes was scattered and twisted, and her eyes became uncontrollably dull.

clang–

The strong sound of the bell rang from the pagoda, and Yu Lingxi noticed that blood rushed to the top of her head, burning her cheeks, and scattered into her limbs and bones, converging toward her lower abdomen.

So weird, so weird.

This kind of feeling is like… It seems to be the reaction of her in the claustrophobic barn that day when she was infused with the “drug” incense.

No, even worse than then.

Xue Cen noticed that her face was not “colored”, her face was worried, and she hurriedly asked: “Second sister, what’s the matter with you?”

“Don’t come here!” Yu Lingxi subconsciously avoided his outstretched hand, but his footsteps were weak and knocked over the incense ashes offered by the table.

With a clanging sound, the novice outsiders heard the reputation and came over.

Yu Lingxi didn’t care about Xue Cen’s reaction, she forced the last touch of consciousness to wear a hat and walked outside the hall.

Instinct told her that she must never stay in a crowded place any longer, it will happen!

There are so many pilgrims today that they are almost rubbing shoulders.

Her vision was blurred and distorted, and she was in a panic, not realizing that she was getting further and further away from the Yufu guards waiting under the wall.

By the time the guard and Hu Tao found her leaving, Yu Lingxi had already turned away from him and was scattered by the crowd of pilgrims.

The breathing was hot and hot, everyone’s faces were blurred, and everyone seemed to be smiling at her. Even though she was in a Buddhist temple, there seemed to be an extravagant noise coming towards her, like a dream and a fantasy, tempting her to sink.

Yu Lingxi stumbled and stumbled, not knowing how far he had gone, and how he could not find his way. Her consciousness has begun to drift away, leaving only despair, embarrassing despair.

Suddenly, the wrist tightened.

Someone came against the crowd and grabbed her wrist.

Yu Lingxi subconsciously wanted to throw it away, but saw a familiar blurred figure, tall, tall and straight, standing in the crowd like a sharp sword.

“It’s me.” A familiar low voice.

Yu Lingxi stared at him in a daze, her hot palms holding his knuckles back, as if a drowning man had caught a life-saving driftwood.

“Wei, Wei Qi… I’m not good…”

She bit her lips pale, sweaty on her temples, and trembled intermittently, “I don’t know… what’s going on…”

Saying that, his body softened, but Ning Yin caught him in time.

The palm of her hand touched her slender waist, and she could feel the scalding heat through the fabric.

Her complexion was abnormally crimson, her eyes were charming, and there was a faint sweet fragrance in her breath…

And times are in the warehouse one.

Ning Yin frowned, knowing what was going on.

There were only two entrances where he was, one leading to the courtyard, which had been blocked by pilgrims and monks chanting sutras.

If you forcibly break in, you will definitely notice the difference.

And another, leading to the backyard meditation room that no one has set foot in——

He never took the living in there.

Ning Yin hugged Yu Lingxi and kicked the meditation room directly.

Zhe Ji just opened the red paper that the novice handed over, and suddenly saw Ning Yin come in.

He was surprised, and immediately got up and said, “The hall…”

Later, it was discovered that Ning Yin was still holding a woman in his arms.

Ning Yin placed Yu Lingxi on the bed and glanced coldly: “Go.”

Broken Halberd didn’t look sideways, he immediately covered it, and stayed ten feet away.

[End of This Chapter]