Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 9

[Chapter 9 Chapter 09]

The guards helped Ning Yin into the corner door, and found a clean and remote place in the covered room for him to lie down.

“As the New Year is approaching, if someone freezes to death in front of the house, it will be unlucky after all.”

Yu Lingxi instructed the guards who were on duty outside the door, “Father and brother are busy with state affairs, and Auntie is still ill. I’m the master of these small matters, and there is no need to disturb them.”

The guards hurriedly clasped their fists and said “yes”.

Yu Lingxi looked at the furnishings in the room.

There was only one table, one chair, and a bed with an old mattress. Beside the bed, there was a slightly damaged screen. It was simple and small, but it was clean and tidy.

The young man was lying on the hard board bed, his face was still pale, and only a pair of eyes still shone a little stubbornly bright.

The little wild cat he rescued shrank helplessly in the corner, whimpering softly.

Yu Lingxi squatted down, her slender white hands gently caressed the kitten’s messy fur wet with snow, and scratched its chin, the cat quickly stopped whimpering, and even greedily rubbed the palm of her hand.

“Go get two quilts and make a nest for the cat.”

There was a slight smile on the corner of Yu Lingxi’s mouth, but he quickly pressed it down, and glanced at Ning Yin, who was lying on the bed, “Don’t freeze him to death.” Remember m. biqiudu. com

The attendant naturally understood what she meant, and hurriedly went to make arrangements.

The oil lamp was dim, and Ning Yin’s weak eyes kept falling on Yu Lingxi.

His lips moved as if to say something.

However, Yu Lingxi got up and interrupted him. The rabbit velvet scarf made her face delicate and charming, and said indifferently, “I can’t leave you. After the snow stops, you will find your own place. In short, don’t stay here.”

So Ning Yin’s Adam’s apple moved, and he lowered his eyes and tightened his pale lips.

Yu Lingxi didn’t say any more, turned around and left the room.

Behind her, more than ten attendants followed with lanterns, creating a dazzling river of light in the wind and snow.

Ning Yin watched the slender figure outside the door gradually fade away and fade away, leaving only the silent darkness in the end.

His eyes were also drenched in the night, unable to see the bottom.

Even if he was prepared, he was still amazed when he opened his eyes to see her veiled face just now.

He had seen a lot of beauties in the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, but they were all birds in cages, and the thick fat powder could hardly hide the numbness of the dust. They were not as beautiful and natural as she was. Shi Fendai can make thousands of lights eclipsed.

But she didn’t like her, Ning Yin could feel it.

He still doesn’t understand where her contradictions come from. Every time she looks over with complicated eyes, it’s like seeing the shadow of another person through him.

It may be more difficult than expected to stay by her side for a long time.

Just as he was thinking about his next plan, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

Ning Yin was alert and kept his eyes closed. It was the attendant who entered the door with the old quilt on the bed, cursing and cursing the freezing weather.

The attendant threw the quilt on the couch, tugged it at random, added a pot of cold tea and two steamed buns, then rubbed his hands and left.

Perhaps he was a sloppy one, or perhaps he didn’t want to serve a “beggar”, so he forgot to close the door tightly.

The half-closed wooden door was rattled by the north wind, and Ning Yin’s eyes gradually became cold, and one of his fingers knocked on the edge of the couch.

The kitten in the corner was very hungry, so she dared to climb up to the table and devoured the steamed buns.

Ning Yin brought up a pale smile and reached out to pick up the back of the little beast’s neck.

The cat seemed to see some terrifying beast, its pupils stood in a line, the hair all over its body exploded, and it meowed and struggled.

“If you move again, you will crush your neck.” The boy’s hoarse voice sounded from the darkness.

So the little thing meowed and shivered.

Ning Yin threw it into the old quilt, and then ignored it, turned over and closed his eyes, leaving the door ajar, cold wind poured in, and his skin hurt from the cold.

The oil lamp was blown out, and the dead darkness engulfed it.

…

When I woke up, Xue Ji was clear.

Yu Lingxi yawned and sat in front of the dressing table, holding her chin and looking at herself in the mirror with a blue circle under her eyes, and asked lazily, “How is that person?”

Hu Tao held the comb, puzzled, “Which one?”

Yu Lingxi frowned: “The one I picked up last night.”

“Oh, you mean the injured beggar?”

Hu Tao thought about it for a while, and answered truthfully, “When I woke up in the morning, there was no movement on the other side of the house, so I must have fallen asleep.”

Shouldn’t he want to stay in the house? The dignified future prince regent actually did this kind of thing.

In any case, this time, we must not be soft-hearted.

Yu Lingxi hid her thoughts and picked a pair of jade beads from the jewelry box held by the maid, thinking that the snow would melt at the latest, and he must be sent away.

No matter how powerful he will be in the future, as long as he doesn’t bother himself anymore, it will be fine.

Yu Lingxi made up her mind and got up to serve the soup in Mrs. Yu’s room.

The father and son of the Yu family did not return until noon, and their faces were exhausted.

Especially Yu Huanchen, who was covered in black ashes and his eyes were red, obviously he had not slept all night.

Yu Lingxi was taken aback by his brother’s disgraced appearance, and hurriedly asked, “Brother has been busy all night?”

Yu Huanchen poured several glasses of water, wiped the corner of his mouth, and exhaled: “Yongning Street burned all night, and several mansions were burnt down. There are more than 60 people in the palace of Xichuan County, and none of them survived.”

Prince of Xichuan?

Yu Lingxi thought about it for a while, but he didn’t have an impression, so he asked, “Is it burned to death?”

Although this is not a political secret, it is a massacre after all, so it is inconvenient to tell the girl.

Yu Huanchen rubbed the top of his sister’s hair and said with a smile, “Don’t ask about these things, children.”

His hands were covered in black and gray, and they rubbed against her hair.

“I’m not a child anymore.” Yu Lingxi reluctantly avoided Yu Huanchen’s hand, glared at him, and turned to go out.

As soon as they walked down the corridor, they heard a slightly heavy conversation between the father and son in the hall.

Yu Lingxi couldn’t help but stop.

Yu Huanchen said: “Father, I always feel that this matter is not so simple. Although the Prince of Xichuan is brutal, he is an embroidered pillow. How could he have the ability to fight back against such a powerful slave beater? No one was left alive, it’s weird.”

General Yu said in a deep voice, “Dali Temple will check if there is any problem.”

“I’m afraid I can’t find anything. Last night, the people fighting the fire came and went. The snow was either trampled or burned by the fire, and no traces were left.”

Speaking of this, Yu Huanchen sneered, “The person who raised the slaves and killed them ended up dying at the hands of the slaves, which can be regarded as his retribution.”

“Okay, this isn’t something you and I should be arguing about.”

General Yu interrupted his son’s words, “After lunch, I will go to the forbidden army in Nanya, and the immortals of the Desire Realm will not be able to keep it.”

“So fast!” Yu Huanchen paused and asked, “The emperor wants to destroy the immortal capital of the Desire Realm?”

“After all, the Prince of Xichuan is a royal family, and he died in the hands of the slaves, so he can’t be destroyed.”

General Yu said, “Especially, the Colosseum hides filth and filth, and sets off the wind of bloody fighting in the capital, which should be eradicated.”

Outside the door, snow fell from the branches, and Yu Lingxi’s heart sank.

Could it be that the destruction of the immortal capital of the Desire Realm has something to do with the reasons mentioned by the father and brother?

But the time was several months ahead, and the immortals of the Desire World in the previous life should have been destroyed by a fire.

Could it be that with his rebirth, many things are quietly changing?

She thought of Ning Yin.

He just escaped desperately from the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm last night, and today it is about to be razed to the ground. Could it be… too coincidental?

It always feels like something is being overlooked.

Thinking of this, Yu Lingxi closed her eyes and walked quickly towards the backyard.

The guards are all on duty in the mansion.

A small room in a remote place, the door is half open, and no one is moving inside.

“He’s gone?” Yu Lingxi asked the maid.

Hu Tao shook his head, but also looked blank: “The slave has been paying attention since the morning, and I didn’t see him going out.”

Just as he was talking, a faint cat meow came from the house.

Yu Lingxi no longer hesitated, went up the stone steps, and hurriedly pushed the door in.

Immediately, the cold air rushed to the face, and the small room with the door wide open was like an ice cellar, which was actually a bit colder than the ice and snow outside.

Yu Lingxi shrank her neck and hurriedly closed the stove in her palm.

When I looked up, I saw a familiar and thin figure curled up on the couch with pale lips.

Half of the old, yellowed quilts were hanging on the ground, and half were piled under his feet.

In the quilt, a fluffy flower head emerged, and made a pitiful “meow” at Yu Lingxi.

There was not even a charcoal pot in the house, only a pot of cold turbid tea and two steamed buns as hard as iron on the table.

Yu Lingxi glanced at the scene in the house, and knew that the servants must have looked down on a “beggar” like Ning Yin, and was so scornful that he didn’t even bother to close the door for him.

What’s the difference between doing this and abusing him?

The only quilt was given to the injured kitten by Ning Yin, and most of herself was exposed to the cold wind…

Even if Yu Lingxi resented Ning Yin again, she couldn’t help but feel anxious when she saw this scene.

She ignored the whimpering kitten and pushed Ning Yin’s shoulder: “Wang… Hey, wake up!”

The palm of his hand just covered his hot shoulder, and then he retracted suddenly.

The injured boy in black clasped his arms and trembled, his lips were pale and dry, his cheeks were abnormally bright red, and his breath was turbid and rapid. It was obvious that the cold wind had aggravated his injury and caused a high fever.

If this goes on, his life will be gone.

Yu Lingxi was stunned and looked back and said, “What are you still doing? Go and ask a doctor.”

Hu Tao was also frightened, and hurriedly said: “Hey, good!”

“Wait.” Yu Lingxi called to her, “Go in and out through the corner door, don’t disturb your parents.”

Especially her overly smart brother.

“The slaves know.” Hu Tao answered again and again.

When the maid invited the doctor to go, Yu Lingxi stared at Ning Yin, a young man with closed eyes, with complicated emotions.

There was a thin layer of dust on the only chair in the house. Yu Lingxi loved cleanliness and did not dare to sit.

After thinking about it, he moved to the edge of the couch, pulled a corner of the quilt, and carefully sat on the edge of the couch to examine Ning Yin, who was critically ill.

In a previous life, Ning Yin would feel cold and tremble with pain when his legs were ill, and he kept warm by tossing Yu Lingxi. She did the same, staying by his side all night.

But even at that time, he was strong and domineering, as if nothing in the world could destroy him.

Not at all like the poor boy in front of him, weak enough to die at any time.

Could such a young man have something to do with the destruction of the immortal capital of the Desire Realm?

How did he step by step to become the lunatic that everyone fears?

Ning Yin’s breathing was fast and hot, intertwined with his previous life, and Yu Lingxi felt confused for the first time.

She reached out and hesitantly covered Ning Yin with the quilt.

“I’m not as cool as you. If you die, I’m still willing to give you a straw mat, but…”

She lowered her eyes: “I didn’t want to kill you.”

While distracted, Ye Zijiao’s hand accidentally brushed the side of Ning Yin’s neck.

With very light force, the comatose boy suddenly opened his dark eyes as if he was awakened.

The next moment, Yu Lingxi’s wrist hurt.

Immediately, her eyes were turned upside down, and she was slammed onto the bed by Ning Yin.

Ink hair covered the bed like a cloud, and the hand stove tumbled to the ground.

The young man restrained her condescendingly, his eyes were blurred, and his hot breath was sprayed on the side of her neck one by one, causing a long-lost and familiar trembling…

Yu Lingxi’s eyes widened, and Ning Yin’s weak and fierce expression was reflected in his eyes, as if he had returned to the brocade of his previous life.

[End of This Chapter]