Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 2

[Chapter 2 Chapter 02 Death]

Yu Lingxi was so nervous that a white jade belt hummed away for a long time.

Ning Yin was not in a hurry, her index finger tapped on her thigh in a leisurely manner, without even changing her posture.

The candles were bright and bright, and from Ning Yin’s point of view, she could see that her fragile and fair neck extended to the depths of her collar, which was more attractive than the finest suet jade.

He sees through everything, looks lazy, and enjoys Yu Lingxi’s clumsy show of affection in a leisurely manner.

Rao is as cool and thin as Ning Yin, and he has to admit that Yu Lingxi’s skin is extremely beautiful. Even though her status is no longer noble now, her icy muscles and bones are still bright, and even her hair seems to be glowing under the light.

This light stabbed Ning Yin into discomfort, making people want to pull it down and smash it between his fingers. Not to mention, she is trying to please herself for another man.

He quietly looked at the beauties whose cheeks were blushing under the light, and said lightly, “Yu Lingxi, you are overestimating yourself.”

His eyes seemed to be frozen with black ice, handsome and deep, revealing darkness and coolness.

Yu Lingxi’s temples were oozing with fine sweat, and she felt aggrieved in her heart: “Whether it’s overestimated or not, you have to…try it to find out.”

The raw silk tied around her waist was undone, and her skirts were stacked at her feet. She shrank slightly in the cold spring.

Then, tremblingly wrapped around his neck, getting closer, holding his breath, he printed the soft fragrance on Ning Yin’s cool thin lips. Biquge website m. biqiudu. com

Seeing that he didn’t say anything, he moved up boldly and licked the tip of his straight nose.

After two years together, she knows how to give a madman a good deal.

If he was in a good mood that night, it would just be harder; if he was in a bad mood, he would see blood.

Unfortunately, the lunatic was not in a good mood tonight for some reason.

“Smile.” Ning Yin ordered coldly in the darkness of the tent.

Compared with his neat clothes, Yu Lingxi is much more embarrassed. She felt extremely uncomfortable, her stomach burned, and she barely moved the corners of her mouth, unable to smile.

Ning Yin raised her eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied.

He pinched Yu Lingxi’s lips and pulled them to both sides. His lips were bitten by him, and there was still blood, a color more beautiful than mouth fat.

It wasn’t until she was pulled into a nondescript fake smile that made her eyes blurred with pain, and Ning Yin let go of her and laughed so much that her chest shook.

He propped his temples against the couch, stretched out his fingers and pressed Yu Lingxi’s lips, and slowly wiped the oozing blood evenly, his voice low and smiling: “How dare you eat this book with such a small mouth. king?”

The playful words made Yu Lingxi’s cheeks sting.

She used to be a dazzling, noble and arrogant daughter of the general’s mansion. For two years, she had endured fear and pain, thinking that she had nothing to care about, but when she heard Ning Yin’s playful words to remind her how humble she was now, she was still aggrieved to the point of tears.

The stomach is burning, the body is uncomfortable, and the heart is also uncomfortable. Something tense is about to break, and Yu Lingxi doesn’t know where she has the courage.

Staring at her red almond eyes, she struggled to break free from Ning Yin’s restraint, and was about to leave, but was easily pulled back to the bed and imprisoned.

Unconvinced, she kicked Ning Yin’s left leg while struggling, and they both froze for a while.

His left leg, which has been disabled for life, is his inverse scale, and no one dares to touch it, let alone get kicked.

Ning Yin’s handsome face sank instantly, “tsk”, pinching Yu Lingxi’s jaw and sneering: “What kind of bed do you want to climb on with such a thin face?”

Yu Lingxi also knew that he had stepped on his bottom line, and was suddenly frightened like a frozen quail.

She wanted to say something, but only felt a surging abdominal pain.

Then the line of sight began to be dizzy and scattered, the whole person panting like a fish in the dry lake, and there was no sound in the throat.

Ning Yin stared at her ugly face, but since she met Xue, she was reluctant to do even a superficial perfunctory.

If it was usual, she would have posted it earlier, humming and coaxing softly.

“I’m starting to hate this king now, is it too late?”

Ning Yin was not happy, and naturally he would not make others happy.

He couldn’t help grasping Yu Lingxi’s kicking ankle, and said in a gloomy voice, “It’s better to break your legs and fasten the chains, so that you don’t even have the strength to climb out of the house to see your old friend, so you can be obedient…”

The sound stopped abruptly.

The last picture Yu Lingxi saw was a mouthful of black blood spurting out on Ning Yin’s snow-white shirt.

Then there was severe cramping in the abdomen, and his eyes darkened and he lost consciousness.

…

Yu Lingxi didn’t expect that his life would be lost like this.

She thought about it for a long time and couldn’t understand why she suddenly died. Can’t he really be scared to death by Ning Yin?

It’s outrageous, outrageous!

For three days, her soul floated under the beams of the house, looking at her strange corpse lying on the ice bed, from disbelief at first to panic, to numbness and acceptance…

She finally dejected and thought: It’s okay to die, the madman can’t be angry with himself.

I don’t know where Ning Yin will throw her corpse. Will it be burned in a fire, or will it be thrown into the mass grave?

But she never expected that Ning Yin would not hold a funeral for her, nor set up a mourning hall.

She didn’t even bother to give alms to a straw mat, and let her body be forgotten in the dark room, lying there day after day.

Probably because he was not buried, Yu Lingxi’s soul could not enter the land of reincarnation in Jiuquan, so he drifted beside Ning Yin like a lonely ghost, gritted his teeth and watched him make troubles and kill people.

On the third day after Yu Lingxi’s death, Ning Yin went to his uncle Zhao Hui’s mansion.

When he entered the door, he didn’t say a word. He only asked people to list more than ten crimes, such as corruption and dereliction of duty, and detained more than a dozen people from the Zhao family.

Uncle Zhao Hui was so terrified that he hurriedly moved out an ancient piece of suet and several boxes of treasures from the town house, knelt down and worshipped him in front of Ning Yin, asking him to open the door.

Ning Yin lifted his eyelids and glanced at the jade, and said with a smile, “Jade is a good jade, but it’s a pity that it lacks some color.”

Uncle thought that things were going to turn around, and just as he showed a happy expression, he heard Ning Yin lightly add: “I heard that jade raised from human blood can be regarded as a real rare and superb product.”

A cold light flashed, and the splashing blood had dyed the Zhao Mansion’s blooming Begonia red.

Zhao Hui fell convulsively, and the blood pooled under his plump corpse, dipping the priceless piece of mutton fat into an eerily dark red.

They didn’t even have time to scream, and Zhao’s house became a purgatory on earth.

The ruthless means, even the ghost Yu Lingxi couldn’t help trembling when he saw it.

Soon, only cousin Zhao Yuming was left alive, but her face was more terrifying than a dead person, her eyes were wide open, and her tears couldn’t stop gurgling.

Ning Yin raised Zhao Yuming’s jaw with a cane, and looked down at her soft and beautiful face. After a while, she seemed to say regretfully, “Your face reminds this king of an old friend. It’s a pity to kill him.”

Zhao Yuming’s eyes flickered with a ray of life, and he threw himself down tremblingly, clutching Ning Yin’s lower garment as if begging.

The next moment, the sharp blade hidden at the bottom of the cane stretched out, drawing a deep blood mark on Zhao Yuming’s delicate face, from the corner of his mouth to his temples.

Zhao Yuming covered her face and screamed.

Ning Yin watched with cold eyes, and instructed the attendant: “Put her into a low-ranking status and send her to the frontier army camp. Remember, don’t let her seek death, some sins are interesting only if they are alive.”

The door closed behind him, and Yu Lingxi’s soul was forced to float away with him, and the mournful cry of his cousin Zhao Yuming still echoed in his mind.

It was Zhao Hui who deserved what he deserved, and Yu Lingxi didn’t have much affection for his uncle’s family. Seeing Zhao’s current tragic situation, he was more frightened than happy.

Ning Yin said that Zhao Yuming’s face reminded him of an old friend, and only Yu Lingxi knew that his cousin looked like her.

She didn’t expect that Ning Yin would hate her so much, that she would destroy even the face that looked like her, and even use it as a prostitute…

Yu Lingxi thought about it carefully. She has been conscientious and conscientious in the past two years, and she has worked hard without credit. It seems that there is no place to feel sorry for Ning Yin.

It can’t be the one who hates the foot on the bed, right?

If I had known, I wouldn’t have kicked him, you idiot!

The fifth day of Yu Lingxi’s death.

Ning Yin simply captured and exiled the remaining members of the side branch of the Yu family.

Then he went to the bottom of the prison of Dali Temple, admired Xue Cen’s tragic state, and snapped two of his fingers by the way.

Yu Lingxi almost cried angrily: she was dead, and Ning Yin was still willing to let the people around her go!

She floated behind Ning Yin in a daze, and cursed the villain, wishing she could turn into a ghost to take revenge on Ning Yin like a novel.

But she couldn’t. The slap she raised with all her strength fluttered through Ning Yin’s body, and it couldn’t hurt even a single strand of his hair.

On the sixth day after Yu Lingxi’s death, Ning Yin seemed to finally think of her.

The spring sun is getting warmer, even if an ice bed is placed in the secret room, her body is really not good-looking after being dead for so long.

Ning Yin seemed to be drinking, and his eyes showed a confused state. He sat beside the ice bed for a while, then took the rouge gouache that Yu Lingxi used to use in his lifetime, and slowly painted her eyebrows and make-up.

The craftsmanship he depicted was very good, and the makeup was exquisite, but Yu Lingxi was really not in the mood to appreciate it. With no vitality, the fat powder applied to the face showed a false white color, lining the bright red lips, how strange it looked.

But Ning Yin didn’t seem to notice, and even had the intention to hold the corner of her lips and push it up, and said lazily, “Just laugh.”

Sin!

Yu Lingxi was so angry that he almost lost his mind again, suspecting that Ning Yin had some serious temperament defect, or hysterical madness.

My body is stiff, how can I laugh?

She won’t laugh anymore, she won’t laugh anymore.

Ning Yin seemed to finally realize this problem.

He propped himself on the ice bed, and the bluish cold light hit his profile, like a layer of frost.

He just lowered his eyes and remained silent.

On the first seven days, Yu Lingxi felt that his soul was as light as smoke, and could disperse when the wind blew.

But Ning Yin still didn’t bury her in the ground.

He asked people to pack up all the objects related to Yu Lingxi and locked them in the secret room.

He didn’t even let the servants in the palace mention her name, and those who violated the order died.

Yu Lingxi was a little sad.

She knew that that small secret room was her final grave, without a license and no place, not even a piece of paper money.

At the end of the day, I was still unwilling, extremely unwilling.

I have never done anything that hurts the world, and I shouldn’t end up like this.

Before falling into endless nothingness, her consciousness was chaotically dispersed:

If there is an afterlife, she will definitely let that bastard Ning Yin be a bull and a horse to pay for his sins in this life!

[End of This Chapter]