MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 69 Sachet

The gauze curtain swayed down, and the cold snow light outside the courtyard poured in through the gaps in the jade pieces on the curtain.

A narrow ray of floating light fell in Ning Yin's deep eyes, dancing with taboo madness.

Yu Lingxi felt as if she was thrown to a high place, then fell suddenly, her heart was about to burst.

"Xue Song (Xue Cen), Minister of the Minister's Department, pays homage to His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince."

The brothers of the Xue family, one rigorous and one clear, entered the hall and raised their sleeves to salute the person behind the curtain.

Thinking that Xue Cen was just across the curtain, Yu Lingxi couldn't help feeling tense, and a faint blush appeared on her snowy cheeks.

Her breathing was messy and restrained, the ivory chopsticks with her curly hair fell to the ground at some point, her long hair was pouring down her waist, and the corners of her mouth were still stained with the residual red of hawthorn sauce, she looked really pitiful.

Ning Yin didn't care if the luxurious purple robe with excellent texture was wrinkled.

He rested one hand on his temple, and the other along Yu Lingxi's slender waist, slowly stroking her back, like soothing a frightened cat.

Xue Song and Xue Cen were also a little surprised.

Through the swaying weaving gauze curtain, it is obvious that there is a woman sitting in Ning Yin's arms. The woman couldn't see her face clearly, but Yingchao's figure was extremely graceful and slender. Under the tassels of the gauze curtain, a luxuriant skirt and black hair hanging loosely were exposed. Unparalleled obsequiousness.

The two brothers tacitly pretended not to see it.

Xue Song waited for a while, and seeing that the person behind the curtain did not respond, he raised his voice slightly to meet.

"Just talk about it."

Ning Yin said calmly, but fixed her eyes on Yu Lingxi, taking in all her tension and patience.

"By the order of Your Majesty, I will reward His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince with a good house outside the Yongle Gate, ten maidservants, a pair of dancers, a thousand taels of gold, and some rare BMWs."

Xue Song presented the list of rewards and said, "Please take a look, Your Highness."

Hearing that the emperor had rewarded the beautiful maidservants and dancers, Yu Lingxi raised her eyes and pursed her rosy lips.

Her lips were tightly lined, and the smudged hawthorn red at the corner of her mouth was particularly conspicuous.

Ning Yin looked leisurely, and leaned over to taste the remnants of her mouth.

Again?

Yu Lingxi was furious, and wanted to move away, but Ning Yin pinched her jaw easily, and there was no way to hide.

The warm and provocative breath spread over again, she simply sharpened her teeth, and bit the tip of his tongue that was too presumptuous.

Ning Yin snorted softly as expected.

The movement was naturally heard by the people outside the curtain.

absurd.

Xue Cen frowned and looked away.

Ning Yin opened her mouth, revealing the bitten red tip of her tongue.

The slight pain intensified the interest in his eyes, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and said in a steady voice during the interval of breathing: "Xue Shilang, hurry up, this king can still understand. It's just that Xue Erlang has no official or job, so he came here anyway." ?”

Xue Cen was speechless for a moment.

The person behind the curtain has changed from Wei Qi to the seventh prince, but in just a few months, he has transformed from a humble servant to the biggest winner in the palace chaos. Ning Yin's only stumble was probably on the second sister.

The wedding was approaching, Xue Cen was afraid that he would target Yu Lingxi, so he came to congratulate her.

Xue Cen said loudly: "Your Highness is a hero who sacrificed his life to save the country from danger. Xue Cen is a courtier and should pay homage to him."

What a high-sounding excuse.

Ning Yin grabbed Yu Lingxi's fidgeting wrist, and asked in a low voice, "Then why are you standing there in a daze, let's hurry up and leave."

Xue Cen was startled.

Ning Yin, however, turned Yu Lingxi's face to the gauze curtain, letting her face Xue Cen directly through the yellow hazy curtain, and said casually, "Bye."

Xue Cen had no choice but to fold his sleeves and bow, bow to the end, and bow respectfully behind the curtain.

Xue Song glanced at his younger brother out of the corner of his eye, and also cupped his hands and said, "I see the corpses of rebel king Lingqing and his like..."

"Xue Shilang is not only in charge of the financial resources of the household department, but also the words and deeds of the officials. Now he even has to deal with the rebels. He is really busy with official duties."

Ning Yin even smiled, "Do you know why Wang Lingqing died?"

Xue Song was silent.

Ning Yin answered for him: "Mind your own business."

A pun and a great sarcasm.

Clearly separated by a curtain, Xue Song seemed to see through his soul at a glance.

He subconsciously cupped his hands and said: "I am under the order of His Majesty to share military affairs with the admiral and the general. I am really ashamed to eat vegetarian food in the corpse."

Xue Song had already got Ning Yin's attitude, his mind changed, and after saying a few words of self-effacing, he wanted to retreat.

"Wait." Ning Yin called them.

He hugged Yu Lingxi, and whispered in her ear, "Say hello to your fiancée for me, Xue Erlang."

This sentence was undoubtedly a threat and provocation, Xue Cen was shocked, and a slight reddened with anger appeared on his fair face.

He didn't know that his fiancée had become a bird imprisoned in Ning Yin's arms.

Xue Song remained calm, and replied: "I am my brother and sister, thank you for your concern."

The two brothers stopped talking and left the side hall with their own thoughts.

Behind the curtain, Yu Lingxi finally relieved the breath she was holding in her heart.

The picture just now is more thrilling and exciting than her ever, and that excitement does not come from the indulgence of the behavior itself, but from the collapse of spirituality and morality.

He actually... in front of Xue Cen...

The tips of Yu Lingxi's ears were burning red, she was half annoyed, so she pushed away Ning Yin's grip and stood up quickly.

Because his legs were weak and flustered, he staggered when he landed, and he managed to stand still by supporting Ning Yin's shoulders.

The palm was weak and boneless, pushing someone like a cat scratching, Ning Yin laughed without moving a muscle: "Lingxi is really like always crossing rivers and tearing down bridges, turning his face and denying people. It was obvious that he was entangled with me very tightly just now. Look, the clothes It's all crumpled."

"If you bully someone, you have to beat them back."

Yu Lingxi wiped her red and swollen lips, "You're going too far."

After thinking about it, she still felt scared, so she said angrily, "It's too much!"

Her lively demeanor obviously pleased Ning Yin.

"Is this too much?"

The corner of Ning Yin's mouth moved slightly, and she picked up the gold-encrusted ivory chopsticks that had fallen from the ground, picked up her long hair and tied it into a loose bun, and said calmly, "I was born with a cruel heart, but in the past, I couldn't bear to go too far."

"Your excesses are not shady and cold."

Yu Lingxi couldn't help it anymore, frowned and said, "It's obviously an elegant matter between two people, why do you have to be disappointed in front of Xue's family?"

Ning Yin raised her eyes, and said for a while, "Oh, lost?"

"Is not it?"

Yu Lingxi blew on her messy temple hair, annoyed him, "Little lunatic."

Ning Yin likes to hear her call "little lunatic", and he is indeed quite crazy.

"Don't worry, I still have many ways to play with you."

He laughed unscrupulously, "I'll drive you out of the mansion after I've had enough 'playing'. If Lingxi is obedient and cooperates, maybe I can catch up with Xue Cen."

When it came to "worshiping with Xue Cen", before Yu Lingxi could stab Yu Lingxi, he himself gritted his teeth.

Yu Lingxi simply took a piece of chestnut flour cake and blocked his hateful mouth.

The ground is covered with mud and snow, the sky and the earth are lonely, and the imperial city is majestic and quiet.

On the street, the brothers of the Xue family rode their horses for a stroll.

"Brother still not stop?" Xue Cen controlled the pacing horse, with a look of struggle in his eyes.

Xue Song said: "You are pure by nature and have not suffered any hardships. I don't know if you can get in the court's net, you may not be able to get out."

"Since ancient times, treacherous eunuchs have been treacherous and cunning, brother and Cui An's contact is tantamount to destroying one's future."

Xue Cen concentrated on the moon-white cloak and horseback, "I'm going to confess everything to my grandfather, the old man has his own way."

Xue Song reined in and reined in his horse, and said grimly: "It's already too late. Wang Lingqing has evidence of the relationship between the East Palace and his grandfather. I don't need to say how dangerous he is in the hands of the Seventh Prince. One hair can affect the whole body. If you mess up your position at this time, it is tantamount to pushing more than a hundred members of the Xue family into eternal doom."

Xue Cen looked at his brother, feeling strange.

First grandfather, father, and now even brother...

Xue Cen smiled wryly, and asked, "Why do you have to be attached to a party to be an official? Isn't there a person in this world who is alone?"

"The Yu family didn't attach themselves to the party before. What do you think they are doing now? If it weren't for luck, their family would have been wiped out last autumn. And you, the reason why you can grow up clean in brocade clothes, and then grow up on your own Xu asked me righteously, it's just...someone has taken all the rain, rain and mud for you."

Xue Song looked at his younger brother with red eyes, and finally showed a sneer on his gentle and silent face all year round, "If you want to expose, I won't stop you. At worst, the three generations of the Xue family will be buried with you for your nobility."

After that, he turned his horse's head and left.

Xue Cen stood alone in the center of the street, his eyes reddened by the wind.

He raised his whip and galloped the horse in the street, as if only in this way could he let out the hesitation and pain accumulated in his heart.

Conscience is like a sharp blade, making Xue Cen restless day and night.

He has no face to meet Yu's family, the world is so big, but he is like a lonely boat, unable to find his own direction.

…

After the Xue family brothers left, Ning Yin also led the others out.

Yu Lingxi wandered around the palace alone, probably because of Ning Yin's orders, she could pass through here unimpeded, and would only be blocked when she approached the gate of the palace.

She followed the memory of her previous life to the study room and found two books to read. She didn't realize that the sky was getting dark, she rubbed her neck and stood up, only to find that gauze lanterns had been lit on the table beside her and hot meals had been prepared.

The servants and maidservants in the mansion were also the same as in the previous life, coming and going silently, as quiet as puppets on strings.

After dinner, Yu Lingxi suddenly had an idea.

She called the servant girl who was on duty in the corridor, and asked her to bring needlework, silk, cloth and other things to the bedroom. Then, with the help of candlelight as numerous as stars, she drew a pattern of a sachet with her own hands.

I haven't done needlework for a long time, and I'm a little handy. After half a night of dismantling, repairing and embroidering, I managed to embroider the best pot-shaped Ruitu sachet.

Because she is a rabbit, she has only been good at embroidery since she was a child.

With dark green tassels, the candles in the gauze lantern are almost burning to the end.

It was late at night, and Ning Yin hadn't returned yet.

Could it be that he went to Xinci's mansion to find the dozen or so newly given "gifts"?

No, Ning Yin is not a womanizer.

Yu Lingxi quickly dismissed the idea.

She yawned and didn't wait any longer. After washing and washing, she kicked off her shoes and socks, rolled into the spacious couch, covered herself with a quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

It was broad daylight when I awoke.

Yu Lingxi stretched her body, and turned her head to see that there was a person sitting with crossed legs on the high chair beside the couch.

On the black cloak there were drops of melted snow, which set off Ning Yin's handsome and cold face. There was a faint shadow in his eyes when he lowered his eyes and meditated quietly, making him look particularly gloomy and cold.

Yu Lingxi blinked her eyes once, then blinked again, her sluggish thoughts came to her senses, and she asked in a nasal voice after sleeping, "You haven't returned all night?"

Ning Yin raised her eyes and said slowly: "The emperor has gifted a new mansion and beauty, I have to go and have a look."

Yu Lingxi paused.

The corner of Ning Yin's mouth twitched slightly, and he said again: "I was worried that it would be too lonely for someone to stay alone in an empty room, so I hurried back, unexpectedly you slept soundly."

With this tone, Yu Lingxi knew that he must be lying to herself.

She snorted, lifted the quilt and stood up, only to see a dark green object fall out of her arms.

It was a sachet that was embroidered temporarily last night.

Ning Yin's gaze also fell on the sachet, with a bit of inquiry.

Yu Lingxi cleared her throat, grabbed the sachet in her hand, put on her clothes and stepped on the soft and warm carpet, and said, "I saw that His Highness has never worn a sachet, and there was nothing wrong yesterday, so I tried to make one."

She walked over, and then smelled the lingering smell of blood.

Yu Lingxi sighed softly in her heart, pretended not to hear it, squatted down and smiled, "I put it on for you."

Ning Yin stared at the sachet with obvious thoughts in her hand.

After a long time, he raised his sleeves, revealing the empty black jade belt.