Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 29

[Chapter 29 Although the attack is made, miss.]

It had been cloudy for a few days, and the clouds were covered with ink, and the wind blew and rolled down a few raindrops.

Gradually, the rain became heavier and heavier, splashing across the corrugations.

Pilgrims raised their sleeves to shelter from the rain, and the eaves and the Buddhist temple were densely packed. Hu Tao and the guards came from the east and the west respectively and joined Xue Cen.

“Have you found it?” Xue Cen couldn’t hide his worry.

Both the walnut and the guard shook their heads.

“Master Xue, what did you say to my lady?”

As soon as Hu Tao opened her mouth, the Yufu guard next to her tugged her sleeves, signaling her not to talk too much.

But Hu Tao’s master was eager and shook off the guard’s hand and continued, “How could she have a good chat and leave suddenly?”

Xue Cen held the jade pendant that he had time to give, thinking of Yu Lingxi’s gentle and firm words in the courtyard after he knelt down and begged for marriage in front of the Yu family’s parents, “Brother Cen is very good, but I never thought of getting married”, and he felt in his heart. The unspeakable bitterness, mixed with anxiety and worry, is a mixed feeling.

Could it be that he scared her because of his affection?

But she once said that she likes men who are gentle and talented the most… biqiudu. com

“Look elsewhere.”

The guard said, “The young lady’s carriage is still here and won’t go far.”

Hu Tao looked around the tower of the Buddha Hall with a bitter face: Where can Miss go in such a heavy rain?

On the high platform in front of the temple, more than a dozen eminent monks remained motionless in the heavy rain, still closed their eyes and prayed devoutly, chanting sutras to escape the disaster.

The bell rang, the rain was getting thicker, and the damp and shady breath of the “moist” came in through the cracks in the window, but Yu Lingxi still felt the heat was unbearable.

It was as if the bones were softened, and the smoked roast made her delirious.

Ning Yin took her pulse and fed her a not-so-bitter “medicine” pill, but she still used it, the “medicine” was more effective.

“Wei Qi.”

She looked at the cold and blurry young man in front of her and wanted to explain, but she clinged to her body unconsciously, and hurriedly said, “I have never eaten…something of unknown origin…”

Today, she has never even drank the tea outside, so there is nothing wrong with her.

“um, I.”

Ning Yin let her lean on her and pulled her fingers away from her pulse, “It should be the last remaining scent of ‘medicine’.”

Yu Lingxi’s eyes turned red, and she bit her lip.

The crisis has already passed, why is it still happening?

Ning Yin overcame her doubts, but remembered a kind of “medicine” incense that she had heard in the immortal capital of the Desire Realm.

If what Yu Lingxi was in was such a bastard incense, then the second attack is far from being able to be resisted by will alone.

“Resolve…resolve the ‘drug’…”

Yu Lingxi’s shrill voice overflowed from her lips and teeth, and her scattered eyes stared at Ning Yin, as if that was the only straw she could grasp.

“There is an antidote, miss.”

Ning Yin embraced her declining figure and pressed her arms tightly, “The only antidote is…”

“Wei Qi!” Yu Lingxi closed her eyes in pain.

Ning Yin was silent for a while, her cheeks burned with rouge, and her eyes darkened.

“It’s safe here, absolutely no interruptions.”

Seeing Yu Lingxi trembling and unwilling to move, Ning Yin raised her hand to brush away her veil and frowned very lightly, “The second time, Miss will be more uncomfortable in life than in death.”

“No.” Yu Lingxi squeezed the words between her teeth.

“Miss still hates me?”

Ning Yin nodded in understanding, and his voice faded: “Even if you hate me, there is no way. If you randomly catch a man from the side of the road, you will have to silence it afterward…”

Thinking of Xue Cen, who she had a childhood sweetheart and would not criticize, Ning Yin’s voice stopped.

While Yu Lingxi was still awake, he automatically skipped this, and then said, “Miss doesn’t like me killing, so this method will naturally not work.”

“Do not.”

Yu Lingxi still said those words, his fingers twisted to make his shirt white, “If I were here…what’s the difference between Zhao Yuming and Zhao Yuming?”

The sandalwood incense on the table, and the word “Buddha” on the wall, seem to be shrouded in a forbidden mantra.

Ning Yin’s eyes moved slightly, sometimes admiring Yu Lingxi’s thin face and stubbornness.

“How about being in the meditation room of a Buddhist temple?”

Ning Yin scoffed, “Miss is now like ten thousand ants eating bones and burning your body with flames, but the Buddha still has no sorrow or joy, has he come to save you?”

The only person who stayed by her side was his evil.

Yu Lingxi was powerless to refute, and curled up tightly in his arms, sweat soaked through his inner shirt, and he had already held it to the extreme.

It must be painful to endure for so long, right?

is pitiful.

Ning Yin cast his eyes on the inconspicuous blue-colored floor tile under the Zen case, and tapped his thighs with his fingers, hesitating for a moment.

In the end, Yu Lingxi got up amidst the unbearable low “groan”, walked to the front of the desk, and stepped on the floor tile hard.

With the soft sound of the machine, the meditation bed under Yu Lingxi rumbled away, and the bottomless stone steps came secretly.

It is said that the three caves of the cunning rabbit are the last stronghold of Ning Yin. Except for a few cronies, there is no other information.

If I saw that he was born here, and that he was still a girl…

Most probably thought he was crazy.

He bent down and hugged Yu Lingxi, who was unable to breathe, stretched out his hand, leaned her head gently into his arms, and stepped down the dense stone steps step by step until his expression darkened.

Yu Lingxi’s five senses were sluggish, and she felt like she was floating in the clouds and then fell into the water.

Opening his eyes from the chaos, Fang Jue’s eyes were pitch black and he was no longer in the meditation room.

She was unsure of where Ning Yin was going to take her, and could only hear Ning Yin’s steady breathing coming from above her head.

There was a slight bump in the darkness, and Yu Lingxi instinctively stretched out his hand around Ning Yin’s neck, leaning greedily. She met an oasis like thirsty water, and every time she got closer to him, the embarrassing heat diminished.

Her face was pressed tightly, and the sweet, hot breath swept across Ning Yin’s neck.

Ning Yin’s footsteps were imperceptibly stagnant, but he took a new step as if nothing had happened.

“It’s almost there, bear with it.” His voice was a little hoarse and his steps quickened.

But after a while, Ning Yin stopped and put Yu Lingxiping on the couch.

Zhou was still very dark and a little bright, only the cool and stale smell that had been closed for a long time lingered faintly.

Ning Yin sat on the edge of the couch. After a few moments, he leaned closer and looked at the small bulging outline of the couch: “This place is no longer in the monastery. You can rest assured, miss.”

As he got closer, he realized that Yu Lingxi was shaking violently.

It wasn’t an unbearable shiver, it was more like a trembling of fear.

Thinking of the second time in the dark barn, she also curled up and tucked her knees, trembling all over…

Afraid of the dark?

Ning Yin thought for a while, then stood up with his arms up.

As soon as he left the step, his wrist was clenched.

Her soft and delicate palms seemed to have bones, exuding an abnormal scorching heat.

Ning Yin’s mouth twitched, and she patted her fingertips: “Miss is afraid of the dark, I’ll light the lamp.”

The wrists trembled and loosened a little.

Ning Yin familiarly “touched” the fire and lit the oil lamps on the wall with his hands behind him. The firelight cast his shadow on the wall, tall and cold, like a jumping beast.

After the light dispelled the gloomy darkness, Ning Yinfang blew out the fire and turned to look at Yu Lingxi, who was curled up and humming.

The firelight illuminated her jade-red cheeks, as well as the dazzling blush around her lips.

Ning Yin frowned, threw the fire and folded it, stretched out her fingers and pressed her bright red lips: “Don’t bite your mouth, use it.”

With her eyes closed and her teeth clenched, Ning Yin realized that the bloody “color” was not biting her lips, but overflowing from the gap between her teeth.

Hold on any longer, you will die!

Ning Yin’s eyes were heavy, and she immediately pinched her jaw: “Let go.”

Bending her head to pry open her teeth, Yu Lingxi immediately turned her head and coughed a small mouth of bruised blood, leaning against Ning Yin’s arms and panting like a dry fish.

Ning Yin’s lips were dyed bright red, stared at her for a long time, and chuckled.

“Miss, for Xue Cen’s sake, as for how to achieve such a field?” He smiled charmingly, but his eyes were cold.

Yu Lingxi couldn’t hear what he was saying or sneering at. Her eyes were drawn to her thin, blood-stained lips, and every inch of her body was clamoring to approach.

Her body had given up her resistance, but her consciousness was still struggling, her whole body seemed to be torn in half, and her beautiful eyes were full of water.

This is a woman who is full of tenderness.

She was so beautiful and delicate that the world forgot that she was also a woman raised by the general’s mansion.

Ning Yin saw her cry.

Now, her beautiful apricot eyes were gleaming with gleams of light, and there were faint trails of tears.

Ning Yin understood the silent determination that remained in her eyes, and the smile on her lips gradually subsided.

The next moment, Yu Lingxi tried her last strength and stabbed the hairpin in her hand under her left shoulder.

With a bang, the hairpin fell to the ground.

Ning Yin’s handsome face was instantly very wonderful.

He held Yu Lingxi’s slender jade-like wrist and pressed it on the top of his head, and his black ice-like eyes seemed to have anger surging, “Miss is the most cherished, this is a bit confusing.”

This kind of Ning Yin was a little strange.

Yu Lingxi’s eyes are focused, like a trembling flower in the wind and rain.

“Wei, Wei Qi…”

She pressed against his neck uncomfortably, with a cry, as if aggrieved and coquettish.

Ning Yin clicked his tongue with a confused expression.

If he changed his side, even if he was trying to touch his neck, he would be dead at this time.

However, he just slowly held the apricot-white streamer embellished on the back of Yu Lingxi’s bun.

Pulled by hand, the streamer wrapped around her palm, three thousand blue silk scattered like a waterfall, flowing along her beautiful waistline.

Yu Lingxi was clinging to his shoulder, breathing quickly, he raised his hand and covered his eyes with the streamer.

“When I was in the immortal capital of the Desire Realm, I heard that women don’t need to break the melon, and there are ways to entertain themselves.”

Ning Yin tied the streamer at the back of her head, turned her blindfolded face, and held Yu Lingxi in her arms, “Miss, if you have any concerns, I will cover my face with a blindfold and don’t listen or say anything. temperature device.”

The young man who was covered by the streamer was unparalleled in beauty, but he couldn’t hide the madness in his bones.

He leaned over following his breath and said in a low voice, “Just do it, miss.”

Yu Lingxi seemed to hear the sound of consciousness breaking.

[End of This Chapter]