Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 38

[Chapter 38 Chapter 38 Detoxification]

Yu Lingxi always felt that someone as arrogant as Ning Yin had no heart.

Even a wicked person, at least has himself in his heart.

But in Ning Yin’s heart, he didn’t even have it.

But when Ning Yin took Yu Lingxi’s hand to her chest and asked her, “How many people do I have here”, Yu Lingxi couldn’t answer.

She only knew that at least at that moment, when he leaned over and approached, only her was locked in his dark, cage-like eyes.

Too many things happened tonight. After returning to the wing, I didn’t fall asleep for a long time.

He slept in a drowsy sleep for less than two hours. In the dream, Daddy and his elder brother were in prison for a while, and Ning Yin’s eyes were dark and approaching. It was so bizarre that it almost tore her into two parts.

When I woke up, it was only slightly bright, and my sister went out to keep an eye on her, but she still hasn’t returned.

Yu Lingxi couldn’t sleep, and sat in his clothes until it was dawn, only to see a guard hurried back and handed Yu Lingxi a letter.

The letter was written hastily by Yu Xinyi.

She said that in the middle of the night, she really intercepted the secret letter from the flying pigeon sent from the palace of Wang Shilang. She had already found clues about the disaster food, and she was rushing to investigate. Remember m for a second. biqiudu. com

It was not until nightfall on the third day that Yu Xinyi’s second letter to the family was delivered to the mansion.

Yu Lingxi was too impatient to open the letter, and her fingers were cut by the sharp paper.

There are only a few happy words above: [After the matter is over, the disaster food has successfully arrived in the four counties of Luozhou; the two traitors of the Donggong party were captured alive, and they will be escorted back to Beijing in a few days. 】

Yu Lingxi read it several times, and slowly dropped her hand holding the letter on her knees, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

No, now is not the time to be completely relieved.

I still remember the previous life, when my sister went north alone to find out the truth about the murder of her father and brother. She also encountered an accident on the way back to Beijing with evidence.

In this life, we must never follow in the footsteps of previous lives.

Thinking of this, Yu Lingxi opened the door and called to the guards on duty in the court: “Qinglan, you go and get the topographic map of the capital leading to Luozhou, and then gather all the guards on duty to be dispatched.”

After the arrangement, she noticed that the fingers were wet and sticky, and it was slightly painful.

Looking down, it turned out that the index finger was cut with a piece of blood by the letter paper, and the blood condensed on the fingertips like snow and ice, and then fell to the ground.

At the same time, 50 miles east of the capital, the only official road leading to Luozhou stretches into the depths of the mountains and forests.

Clouds cover the moon, dense forest is the best cover, suitable for ambush assassination.

The dark blue mist lingers, and at the end of the official road, a slender and tall figure slowly walks, as leisurely as a night tour, not in a hurry or slow.

The leader of the assassin narrowed his eyes and raised his hand to signal the bow-crossbowman to prepare to shoot.

However, when the figure was within range, he realized that it was not the Yu family who was escorting the witnesses, but a black-clothed youth whose face could not be seen clearly.

The raised hand paused in the air, and the sweat of the assassin leader slid down his temples and soaked into the hooded triangular scarf.

The young man stood still, and in the foggy night, his figure standing with his hands behind his back showed an eerie serenity.

After a moment, he turned his face, and his cold eyes seemed to pierce the cover of darkness, and met the assassin’s leader’s line of sight.

“Leave two alive,”

The boy smiled gracefully, “Kill the rest.”

The cold light of the blade suddenly appeared, startling the birds in the forest.

Blood splattered in the bushes and condensed into deep purple in the night, and when the group of assassins died, they didn’t even have time to let out a cry.

Only the leader of the assassin was still alive, and he cast his red eyes at the boy in the road.

Where is this son of the night tour, clearly the king of hell!

The thief was captured first, and the king was captured first, and the leader of the assassin rushed out of the jungle with his sword and stabbed at the young man——

This is his destiny as a dead man in the East Palace, and he will never back down and give in until the moment of death!

“Uh!”

With the crisp sound of broken arms, the sword fell to the ground, and the assassin was strangled by the throat.

He widened his eyes, stretched out his hand to pull the boy’s iron pincer-like arm, but grabbed the apricot-white ribbon wrapped around his wrist.

The silk ribbon was slippery and loose, and when the night wind blew it, it fluttered and flew into the air. The boy opened his mouth in time to bite it, and sipped it between his teeth.

The last picture the assassin saw was the young man sipping on the apricot-white streamer, his black hair scattered in the wind, as handsome as a god, and as cruel as Shura.

The corpse of the assassin leader was thrown on the ground, and a large pool of dark purple blood soon fainted under him.

Ning Yin wiped his hands and stepped forward, his eyes fell on the hand of the assassin that touched the streamer, and he frowned lightly.

Lifting his boots, he stepped on the hand, pressed it tightly, and crushed it hard.

It wasn’t until the bones were crushed and the flesh was blurred that he bit the end of the streamer and wrapped it around his left arm, tying it in a knot.

“Take the angry ones back and deal with them,” he ordered.

Immediately, a subordinate jumped out and dragged the assassin’s corpse into the depths of the jungle.

The floating clouds dispersed, and the full moon was reflected in the viscous shallow depression, dyed a magnificent purple-red.

A quiet night in the capital.

On the second day, the guards sent by Yu Lingxi successfully received Yu Xinyi.

The caught grain-stealing witness was sent to Dali Temple together with the intercepted secret letter.

Not to mention that it was life-saving disaster food, 30,000 stone of food was enough to feed an army that rebelled and forced the palace, and the prince formed a party at a young age for selfishness, which undoubtedly touched the scales of the old and suspicious emperor.

The prince was imprisoned in the East Palace, and the empress, with her hair and legs clad, knelt outside the Chengde Hall for an afternoon.

Yu Lingxi had no time to care about the situation in the DPRK and China.

Sister A’s investigation and confirmation went too smoothly. If it wasn’t for her amazing luck, it would only be someone who helped secretly.

With this ability and scheming, Yu Lingxi can only think of one person.

In the early summer, the insects were buzzing, and Yu Lingxi was only wearing a thin summer shirt and skirt, but she still felt the heat was unbearable.

This kind of heat is not like the external heat of the summer heat, but more like the restlessness that breeds from the body. Even if it is just sitting, the cheeks are still hot.

A few days ago, the disaster food delivered by her brother had an accident. Her heart was tense and she couldn’t care about other things. Now that she relaxed, she realized that her body was a little different.

Yu Lingxi counted the days, only the last two days until the third poisonous outbreak.

He was stunned, not knowing what to do.

Is it as submissive as last time?

But so, what is Ning Yin? What is she in Ning Yin’s eyes?

“Miss, what’s wrong with your face?” Hu Tao brought tea and entered the door, watching her blushing face.

“No problem.”

Yu Lingxi patted her cheek to wake up, got up and said, “It’s too stuffy in the house, I’ll go for a walk in the courtyard.”

The night wind was blowing, finally reducing the heat a little.

“Miss, it seems that she likes the scenery in the backyard very much recently.” Hu Tao said inadvertently while holding a lantern to guide the way.

Yu Lingxi returned to her senses, only to realize that she had unknowingly walked into the sheltered room in the backyard.

I don’t know if it was because of the medicinal properties, but the number of times she remembered Ning Yin had increased significantly, and she even went to the point where the public and private were not divided. This was not a good sign.

Yu Lingxi pursed her lips and turned around, just as she was about to go another way, when she heard the door behind him squeak open.

Ning Yin seemed to sense her struggle, raised her head from behind the door, and called out, “Miss.”

Hearing his cold and low voice, Yu Lingxi’s feet seemed to have taken root and stopped in place.

After a long while, she resignedly closed her eyes and sighed.

Screening the maid, she turned to look at the young man in black who was walking down the stairs, and said softly, “Tonight the moon is full, Wei Qi will walk with me.”

The flowering period of the magnolia tree has passed, and the shadows are slanted horizontally, cutting the moonlight into countless mottled color blocks.

The two walked through the promenade one after the other and walked towards the flower garden water pavilion.

“Sister returned to Beijing safely, and the witnesses and evidence for stealing food for disaster have been handed over to Dali Temple.”

Yu Lingxi was the first to speak to break the silence, and her moist eyes turned to Ning Yin, who was a step behind, “The journey was smooth, and it was obvious that there were nobles who were there for you.”

Ning Yin heard what she meant, and looked indifferent: “Miss don’t need to beat around the bush, I’m doing it for myself.”

He wanted to let the old bastard and his son kill each other. If Yu Xinyi died and the evidence could not be sent to the emperor, the game would be boring.

Yu Lingxi said “Oh” and said with a smile, “No matter who it is, the purpose is the same.”

She speaks differently tonight, her voice is sweet and soft, with a hook-like ending.

Ning Yin glanced at the tip of her crimson ear, understood something, and asked, “Uncomfortable?”

Yu Lingxi stopped, looking at his dark and gloomy eyes, dryness mixed with uncontrollable sourness surging, mixed feelings.

After a while, she lowered her eyes and nodded: “A little bit.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her wrist tighten, and Ning Yin pulled her into the shadow of the rockery and held her pulse.

The slightly cool fingertips neutralized her dryness like a clear spring.

Yu Lingxi was greedy and wanted to hook his fingertips and ask for more.

She did exactly that, touching the back of his bulging hand and curling her fingers as if awake.

Ning Yin raised her eyebrows, looked at her retracted fingertips and said, “Since it’s uncomfortable, why endure it?”

Thinking of something, he chuckled: “That’s right, Wei Qi is in the row behind the cat, I’m afraid he’s not even qualified to make utensils for the young lady.”

Yu Lingxi frowned lightly: “You are a living person, and I have never treated you as a tool.”

To tell the truth, every time she wanted to cross the border, she would always remember the unequal servants she had done before, and her corpse locked in a secret room alone.

Because she understands what it feels like to be an “artifact”, she doesn’t want others to be her “artifact”.

Even if that person was Ning Yin, whom she had feared and resented.

The guards on patrol walked by carrying lamps from a distance, the moonlight made the stone road turn white, and the silver scale-like broken light swayed by the waterside pool.

“The moon is beautiful tonight.”

Yu Lingxi looked up at the night sky, trying her best not to think about the difficulties she would face in two days.

Problems can never be solved, it is better to enjoy the tranquility and beauty of the moment.

After thinking about it, she asked, “Wei Qi, when is the most beautiful moon you have ever seen?”

Ning Yin leaned against the jagged rockery, stared at her for a while and said, “The first time I killed someone.”

Yu Lingxi turned to look at him in surprise.

Ning Yin seemed to recall the distant past, her face was particularly quiet under the cold moonlight, and she slowly described to her: “The moon turns red when hot blood splashes in her eyes.”

He laughed briefly, his voice sloppy and low: “It’s very beautiful.”

Yu Lingxi couldn’t smile.

For the first time, she was willing to succumb to the medicinal properties while she was still awake, and hesitantly, she hooked Ning Yin’s hand.

His hands were slightly cold, colder than moonlight.

The hot blood in his memories could not warm his cold knuckles.

Ning Yin slowly stopped smiling and looked at her sideways, her palms hanging by her side at will, letting her hold it without responding or throwing it away.

For a long time, he squeezed her tail finger lightly, but he was talking about an irrelevant topic.

“Tomorrow, Miss will go to Jinyun Temple.”

As soon as he mentioned Jinyun Temple, Yu Lingxi couldn’t help thinking of the absurdity in the secret room that day.

She wondered with suspicion: Could it be that Ning Yin knew that the day was approaching and took her to the secret room of Jinyun Temple to relive the last time?

“What are you thinking about, miss?”

There was a sneer from the top of his head, and Ning Yinji slowly blinked his dark eyes, “The poison that the lady asked me to check has already made an appearance.”

…

The next day, the weather was very good, and all kinds of paper kites were flying all over the capital.

There were many pilgrims in Jinyun Temple, so Ning Yin took Yu Lingxi to the side hall with familiarity.

The doors of other Buddhist temples are all open, to overcome the misery in all directions, but this place is closed.

Yu Lingxi knew that the answer she wanted was in it.

Yu Lingxi asked the guards and Hu Tao to wait outside the court and took a few steps forward.

Seeing Ning Yin holding her hands still, she turned around and asked curiously, “Aren’t you going in with me?”

Ning Yin watched her and said lightly, “That’s the answer Miss wants, I’m not interested.”

Yu Lingxi thought for a while and said, “Alright.”

She calmed herself and got ready, took a deep breath, and pushed open the heavy hall door.

Sandalwood incense curls, the hall is dark, there are no bodhisattvas or Buddha statues enshrined, only a thin medicine man standing.

Half of the Yao Lang had a weak and handsome face, but when he turned around the burned face on the other half, it was even more hideous than the angry diamond statue on the side.

Seeing Yu Lingxi, he clenched his fists and coughed, and said in a half-dead voice: “The immortal capital of the Desire Realm is gone, long time no see.”

The door of the palace was closed, blocking out the sunlight outside the court.

A quarter of an hour later, in the secret room under the meditation room.

The oil lamp was dim, and the shadows of two corpses hanging in the air were reflected on the wall, slowly spinning like a swing.

“The person who ambushed and assassinated Mrs. Yu on the official road was indeed a dead man raised by Cui An’s subordinates, and his mouth was very strict. The subordinates used some means, and all the ones that should be recruited have already been recruited.”

Broken Halberd knelt down on one knee, holding the bloody roster with his hands above his head.

Ning Yin leaned on the couch, took the roster and glanced at random.

“His Royal Highness asked his subordinates to investigate the fragrance of bliss, and there are results.”

Zhe Ji put a white jade bottle on the table, and seeing that Ning Yin did not move, Fang continued, “There is nothing in the palace as expected by Your Highness, the emperor is already suspicious of the prince, and Concubine Hui gave birth to the prince last night. The forces will be disrupted again.”

“This fire is not strong enough, it’s boring to burn.”

Thinking of something, Ning Yin closed the roster, leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and said, “Someone should mention the secret from more than 20 years ago.”

At that time, fathers avoid their sons, and sons kill their mothers, then it will be fun.

After Ning Yin wrote down his name, he put the roster on the oil lamp and lit it.

He turned his fingers leisurely, and when the fire was about to burn to his fingertips, he threw the roster on the couch and lit the blanket.

“Burn this place down.”

Ning Yin’s eyes flashed with the jumping firelight, warm and crazy, and got up and said, “In the future, I probably won’t need it anymore.”

Side hall.

The warm light from the window slanted in, illuminating the dust in the air.

Yu Lingxi looked at the disfigured young pharmacist and asked, “Sir, did you really find the poison?”

“Little lady, please take a look.”

Yao Lang walked to the two water lily jars beside him, and motioned Yu Lingxi to look at the two swimming goldfish inside.

He took out a medicine bottle and poured half of it into one of the porcelain jars. The pale green liquid quickly mixed into the clear water and disappeared without a trace.

After waiting for a cup of tea, the leisurely swimming goldfish began to writhe uncomfortably, causing the water tank to rattle.

At the time of another cup of tea, the goldfish turned over his belly, and after a while, black blood came out from his cheeks.

“I was asked to open the coffin for an autopsy. The woman vomited blood and died, but the silver needle did not change color. It reminded me of a strange poison.”

Yao Lang said, “The person who was poisoned had no symptoms at first, and then became weak, and when he noticed the abdominal pain, he was incapable of recovering… But is that so?”

“exactly.”

Hearing his past death with his own ears, Yu Lingxi couldn’t hide his fluctuations, took the bottle in Yaolang’s hand and smelled it.

With the light and familiar bitterness, her heart sank, and she clenched the bottle and said, “Yes, it’s this kind of taste.”

“This medicine has a very beautiful name, called ‘Hundred Flowers Kill’. It was originally a strange poison brought into the Central Plains by the surrendered tribe in Mobei. Apart from being untestable, this medicine has another characteristic.”

Yaolang took the dead goldfish out, put it in another tank that had not been poisoned, and made a “please look” gesture.

The live fish, which had never been poisoned, swallowed the black blood oozing from the dead fish when it opened its mouth, and without two cups of tea, turned its stomach weakly.

“This is……”

Yu Lingxi had an ominous omen.

“If this medicine is used on a human body, it will take about six to twelve hours. The poisoned person will fuse with another person’s bones and blood, and the other person will also contract the poison.”

Yaolang has been immersed in herbal medicine for many years. Speaking of the subtlety of this poison, his pale face showed excitement, and he said softly: “In the past, when Emperor Gaozong conquered Mobei, the tribes who were surrendered let the beauties take this poison, and then offered them up. To Emperor Gaozong of the previous dynasty. Gaozong died a few days later, and everyone thought that Gaozong died of a sudden illness, but it was not.”

Like a basin of cold water poured down.

Yu Lingxi pursed her lips for a long time, and asked with difficulty: “What do you mean…”

Yao Lang said: “Yes, this poison is tailor-made for assassination. Not only can the imperial doctor fail to find it, but it can also kill another person through the marriage.”

Assassination, sex-come…

There was a buzzing sound in Yu Lingxi’s head, like a blow to the head.

“Sir… are you sure?”

She heard her voice choked slightly.

Yao Lang changed his face: “If the little lady doubts my ability, she should not come to me.”

Yu Lingxi felt the cold all over her body, and it was cold to her fingertips.

Thinking of the black blood that was sprayed on Ning Yin’s clothes before her death in her previous life, she felt that the world was turned upside down.

It was so, it was so.

She originally thought that Zhao Yuming had poisoned her because of Xue Cen, but until Zhao Yuming died of this poison in this life, she vaguely guessed that the Zhao family in the previous life was just a pawn behind the real murderer.

Yu Lingxi pondered for a long time. In her previous life, she had no relatives and no family and was alone. She really couldn’t think of this worthless life, why it was worth the enemy’s painstaking efforts…

But it turned out that the person’s goal was not her in the first place.

From beginning to end, she was just a calculated tool by others to assassinate Ning Yin.

Even if Ning Yin’s tolerance is different from ordinary people, it can’t hide the dirty fact that she has become a victim and an “accomplice”.

Yu Lingxi stared blankly at her trembling fingers, subconsciously cramping in her abdomen, and nausea for no reason.

It was like a huge boulder was pressing down on his chest, and even the air was so thin.

She didn’t know how she got out of the side hall.

The sun was pouring all over her body, making her eyes hurt.

Hu Tao greeted her and said something, but she couldn’t hear it at all, her eyes were misty, and her ears were full of sharp neighing like a tide.

Yu Lingxi went straight over the walnuts, walking faster and faster, and finally ditched all restraints and ran.

Passing through the doorway and across the backyard, the wind filled her sleeves, and her lungs seemed to burst with pain, but she didn’t notice it at all.

She wanted to see Ning Yin, immediately.

There was a person walking slowly along the bamboo path, Yu Lingxi stopped, breathing heavily like a drowning person.

The wind blows, and the bamboo leaves rustle.

Seeing her, Ning Yin was a little surprised: “Miss…”

When his eyes met, Yu Lingxi’s eyes flashed finely, and he reacted like a machine that had been in disrepair for a long time, and rushed towards him regardless.

Ning Yin subconsciously opened his arms and took her in his arms.

The skirt opened, and her long and soft hair rose and fell like a cloud. Ning Yin froze, feeling the girl in her arms trembling like a bamboo leaf, and her hand in the air finally fell slowly, hesitantly. , pressed the back of her head into her arms.

He thought for a while, then smiled: “No, today is only the ninth day.”

“Wei Qi…”

Yu Lingxi’s trembling voice came from his arms, with a cry.

Ning Yin’s eyes sank, and the playful smile faded.

He raised his hand to hold Yu Lingxi’s jaw, stared at the tears on her face for a long time, and asked, “Who was bullied?”

[End of This Chapter]