What Yu Lingxi cares about is not "name".

But since Ning Yin said it, it aroused her curiosity.

"So, what title does His Highness plan to give me?" She glanced at the deserted corridor and asked in a low voice.

Ning Yin covered half of her face with the mask, and thought for a moment not seriously.

"I am beautiful every year, so I have to cover it with my scars. My identity can't be too conspicuous. First, the grievances start with my precious maidservant."

He put on a new identity for Yu Lingxi by himself, and the end of the eyes under the hole in the mask was slightly raised, showing a bit of scatter, "Wei Qi used to serve the lady, but now he serves the king every year, wouldn't it be wonderful."

He bit the word "Sui Sui" very lightly, which was quite teasing.

Yu Lingxi had never heard him call her nickname, so she looked at him seriously for a while, until her cheeks were flushed with light.

"This is called 'Golden House Cangjiao'."

There was a indulgent smile in her eyes, guessing that Ning Yin would not tell the whole plan.

He was too gentle, and it was the same in his previous life: the more dangerous the killing, the more leisurely he would be.

Yu Lingxi rested her chin on the railing, thought for a while, and finally said: "For the marriage, Xue and I..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Ning Yin pressing her lips through the veil.

She raised her eyes in surprise, and saw Ning Yin rubbed her lips with her fingers, and she moved closer and said: "If my pet servant says something that shouldn't be said, the master will punish her with his mouth."

Being so close, his paranoid eyes are all about her.

But, only her.

Yu Lingxi twitched her eyelashes, opened her mouth and bit his fingertips lightly, and said desperately, "Then it will be punished."

Ning Yin's eyes fell on her lips biting her fingertips, and even through the veil, she could still see the soft fragrance like petals.

His lips twitched imperceptibly.

He was obviously pleased, but he didn't take the initiative. He only slightly opened his free arm, and said slowly and hoarsely, "Come here and receive the punishment."

Yu Lingxi hesitated for a moment, then took a step forward, and then another step forward.

She gently pressed her cheek against Ning Yin's chest, but was hugged tightly by her waist, and gently pinched her chin.

When the shadow fell, Yu Lingxi gently closed her eyes.

She knew very clearly: In her entire life, she had never met someone like Ning Yin who could drive her crazy.

…

The lights in front of the gate of Yu Mansion were brightly lit.

The father and son of the Yu family didn't have time to change their official robes, so they hurried out to take a look, and saw two teams of Gyeonggi Jiawei standing with their swords on their sides, their awe-inspiring manner as if the visitors were not friendly.

At the front of the armored guard stood two fine horses, one red and one black. The young **** on the back of the red horse was the admiral Cui An.

The man on the black horse was dressed in a dark red official uniform, serious and elegant, and he was Xue Song, the elder brother of Xue Cen, the servant of the household department.

The hearts of the Yu family father and son sank.

Now the military power is divided into three, and today there are two families. And the person who can mobilize the **** and the household department at the same time can only be Jinshang.

Moreover, it is still a big deal.

Sure enough, Cui An slowly showed his waist card, and said on his horseback: "There is an order from the sage, the emperor's heir is in exile for fear of being hijacked and used by villains, so General Yu leads the troops to cooperate with us in verifying the identity of the seventh prince and chasing down the traitors." Go against the party!"

A myriad of thoughts rushed through Yu Huanchen's mind, he cupped his fists and said, "Your minister leads the order! Also, please change into your official robe and armor, and then lead the troops forward."

"Your Majesty said that the matter is urgent, so there is no need to pay attention to these red tapes."

Cui smiled secretly and made a gesture of invitation, "Major General, please."

The action in the palace came too fast, so fast that there was no time for people to respond to the mediation.

Yu Huanchen took the whip and sword from the attendant calmly, tapped the whip three times with his fingers, then got on the horse and led the troops away.

Yu Xinyi saw his movements, took a step back calmly, and hid in the dark.

She and Yu Huanchen were twins who grew up in the same military camp. Naturally, she knew that the three whips that Yu Huanchen tapped before mounting was a signal to her.

After half a cup of tea, a rider galloped out from the back door of Yu Mansion, took a shortcut and galloped towards the post house.

…

After dinner, the noise settled down, only a few lights remained in the endless night.

Yu Lingxi pushed the door in with her wet hair loose, and she was still wearing a daytime aqua blue skirt. Her shoulders and fingertips were covered in pale pink soaked in hot water.

Ning Yin was leaning against the window and was polishing a small jade with a wool felt. Hearing the sound, she turned her face and her gaze fell on her for a long time.

"I didn't bring pajamas." Yu Lingxi closed the door, so she had no choice but to speak.

Ning Yin was waiting for her words.

After admiring the beauty in the bath for a long time, he locked the shaped objects in his hands together with the wool felt into the drawer, got up and walked to the high lacquered cabinet beside him, and opened the cabinet door.

Yu Lingxi was speechless, seeing more than a dozen sets of clothes neatly hung in the closet, everything from skirts and silks to inner clothes and hakamas.

"Come here." Ning Yin called her calmly.

Yu Lingxi dawdled over, and saw Ning Yin picked up a set of apricot-pink clothes and compared them to her, then put them back, and picked out another set of lotus-colored clothes.

Yu Lingxi stood quietly, letting him choose and gesture slowly, with endless soreness in her heart.

He even prepared his clothes, and really planned to take her away...

However, he didn't think about himself.

Just as she was thinking, Ning Yin finally chose a light snow-colored mid-shirt and skirt, and put it on Yu Lingxi's arms.

Seeing that she didn't move, Ning Yin raised her eyes and said, "Don't worry, these clothes are all measured according to Miss's size, so they should fit you well."

One sentence abruptly pulled Yu Lingxi back from her thoughts.

She rolled up the clothes in her arms, looked around the only bed in the room, and said for a while, "Where do I sleep?"

Ning Yin followed her line of sight and laughed: "This bed is quite big, I thought Miss could see it."

"Of course I saw it."

Yu Lingxi had given up arguing with him about "two people should have two beds", anyway, she was his "favored maid" today, wasn't she?

There was the sound of wings passing outside the window.

An unknown bird hovered in the air for a moment, landed on the opposite roof, and tilted its head to look in the direction of the sound of horseshoes.

Ning Yin's eyes darkened a bit.

He reached out and stroked Yu Lingxi's wet and cool hair, and said, "Change your clothes and lie down obediently, don't run around."

Yu Lingxi looked into his black ice eyes and nodded.

Ning Yin opened the door and went out, the lantern in the porch cast his shadow on the door, chilling.

As the footsteps went away, his shadow disappeared, and there was an eerie silence outside.

Yu Lingxi thought about it, and went to lock the door.

Just after changing clothes, another shadow appeared on the door and knocked lightly: "Second Miss."

Yu Lingxi recognized the voice and got up immediately: "Qing Lan?"

"it's me."

Qing Lan's voice was very low, she was very cautious, "This subordinate is ordered by the young lady to come and bring the young lady home."

Yu Lingxi got up immediately, opened the door a small crack first, and made sure there was no suspicious person before fully unlocking the door and letting Qing Lan in.

"What happened?" she asked.

"Just now the admiral **** and household servant were ordered by the Holy Majesty to lead Jiawei to the mansion. General Xuan will check the identity of the seventh prince together and arrest the treacherous traitor to the party."

Qing Lan said succinctly, "My subordinates don't know what will happen next. The eldest lady said that the Yu family is on the cusp of the turmoil, and I don't know how many eyes are staring at her, so she can't leave the house in person. I just order my subordinates to take the second lady back safely. .”

Hearing this, Yu Lingxi's heart sank suddenly. She didn't expect this moment to come so quickly.

How can there be any traitors against the party around Ning Yin?

Unless this is just an excuse, someone wants to take advantage of Ning Yin's pre-existing climate and pull out his minions before he recognizes his ancestors and returns to his clan.

Letting members of the Yu family lead the army is also a test of the sincerity of the Yu family, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The noise from the front yard of the posthouse interrupted Yu Lingxi's thoughts.

At the appointed time, this strange excitement made her feel uneasy.

She forced herself to stabilize her mind and asked, "Is there anyone outside?"

"When the subordinates came down, they had been checked, and there was no suspicious person."

Qing Lan said, "Miss, please follow me."

Yu Lingxi thought for a while, picked up the light crimson veil on the table, clenched her fingers tightly, and put the veil on her face to cover her face.

When she reached the corner of the corridor, Yu Lingxi stopped.

An hour ago, she stood here side by side with Ning Yin, looking at the pavilions.

But at this time, she clearly saw that the front yard of the post house was surrounded by military armored guards, and the swords and swords reflected cold light in the bright torches.

They caught two people.

Yu Lingxi's eyes widened, and she recognized one of the blood men **** on the ground as Ning Yin's follower who had sent her a letter during the day.

She remembered that his name was "Shen Feng" and he loved to laugh.

"His Royal Highness has been in exile for these years, and I don't know how many villains with ulterior motives have been hiding in secret, intending to use and murder His Highness. No, today, two leaders of the bandit party were arrested."

A young man dressed as an **** pressed Shen Feng's head, looked at Ning Yin and said, "I don't know what to do with these two, Your Highness? The head of the owl, or the corpse?"

Yu Lingxi's heart ached.

She knew that Ning Yin could not admit that Shen Feng was his, once he admitted, he would be convicted of forming a clique for personal gain.

Ning Yin was probably smiling, her face was hidden in the shadows in the distance, it was difficult to distinguish.

The next moment, a cold light flashed.

It was too fast, and Yu Lingxi couldn't see what happened, only that when Ning Yin's hand was released from Shen Feng's chest, the cuffs were stained with large swathes of red.

Shen Feng and the body of the other person fell forward one after another, without a sound.

The smirk on Cui An's face froze, and everyone present was stunned.

Ning Yin let go, letting the **** blade fall to the ground with a bang.

"Since the gang of thieves came here for the king, it is appropriate for the king to do it himself."

Ning Yin's tone was calm, and he asked, "Everyone has meritorious escorts, should you go back and ask for rewards, or do you want to interrogate the king at night?"

Cui An glanced at the two corpses on the ground, and after a while forced a smile: "How dare you."

"Very good, clean up here, don't be an eyesore."

Ning Yin moved the corners of her lips, turned around and left, ignoring Cui An and Xue Song with different expressions behind her.

"Second miss?"

Qing Lan couldn't help reminding her that if she didn't leave, it would be too late.

"Qing Lan, you go back first." Yu Lingxi heard her own voice saying this with difficulty.

"Second miss!"

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

Yu Lingxi looked at Ning Yin who was walking alone with blood on her hands, and said in a deep voice, "Go back!"

Qing Lan glanced at Ning Yin, who was approaching, and then at Yu Lingxi, and finally clasped her fists slightly, and retreated into the darkness.

…

The two corpses were dragged out, and Cui An was examining them.

The dead eunuch's expression was not very good.

With great difficulty, he captured two of the Seventh Prince's most confidant subordinates. He wanted to shake the mountain and shake the tiger, but he didn't know that stealing chickens would cost nothing, and he couldn't produce evidence if he wanted to claim credit.

Yu Huanchen sneered in his heart, maintaining a calm face, pressed his knife and asked, "Does Admiral Cui understand?"

Then Cui An withdrew his hands from the neck of the corpse, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped his hands, and said with a sinister smile, "It's true that they're out of breath, it's hard work for Major General to drag them to the foot of Yama, and bury them. "

Yu Huanchen quickly raised his eyes and glanced at the eunuch.

Eight or nine years ago, the Yu family army had not yet been established, and military discipline was lax, and crimes often occurred. The foot of Yanwang Mountain was used to deal with traitors and death criminals in the army.

That is to say, when my father first took over the military power, he dealt with several people according to the law. Outsiders didn't know about it. How did this **** know about the existence of Yanwang Mountain?

Before he had time to think about it, Yu Huanchen got on his horse and signaled his subordinates to lift the two "thieves" onto the cart and head out of the city gate.

The night is dark, and the mountains are dormant like giant beasts.

An unremarkable carriage was parked on the road, and beside the carriage, a tall man with an epee stood silently.

The man clasped his fist at Yu Huanchen who was on horseback.

"Here they are." Yu Huanchen reined in the horse and raised his hand as a signal.

Qing Xiao took the order, strode forward, and lifted the straw mat.

…

Ning Yin slowly walked up the red-painted wooden stairs, raised her blood-stained hand and turned it around slowly.

Under the dying lights, the red of blood intertwined with the white of his knuckles, shocking.

He frowned indifferently, and when he looked up, he saw Yu Lingxi hiding in the shadow of the corridor corner.

Ning Yin paused imperceptibly, put his **** hand behind his back, Fang continued to walk up slowly, turned a corner, and stood in front of Yu Lingxi.

"Not good."

Ning Yin used a gentle smile to cover up the lingering ruthlessness all over her body, as well as the flash of panic in her heart.

He clearly ordered her not to run around, and he clearly didn't want her to see the scene just now.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to pinch her ear, but seeing the blood on his hand, he put it down as if nothing had happened.

Yu Lingxi looked at him without blinking until her eyes became hot and her vision blurred.

Not only for Shen Feng, but also for Ning Yin.

She used to be lucky and greedy for the sweetness in front of her eyes. She only remembered the brilliance of Ning Yinquan overwhelming the world, but she forgot the position overlooking all living beings, he was the one who walked out with countless corpses and blood...

Including blocking his own life, his own blood.

In the past, Yu Lingxi only envied Ning Yin's strength and ruthlessness, but now Yu Lingxi feels sorry for the dormancy and forbearance under the strength.

Yu Lingxi resisted the overwhelming sourness, lowered her eyes and pulled Ning Yin's hand out from behind, and held it.

Without saying a word, she dragged Ning Yin into the room. The greasy blood stained her slender fingertips red, and she was a little disgusted, but she held it tighter.

Ning Yin was probably surprised by her rare strength, and even forgot to pull her hand, allowing her to angrily pull herself into the room and press her down on the couch.

Yu Lingxi took a basin of water and put it on the table next to the couch, took Ning Yin's slender palm, and pressed it into the clear water.

Curly traces of blood smudged, and the water quickly turned scarlet.

Yu Lingxi poured out the water, fetched another basin of clean water, picked up a cotton napkin, and silently scrubbed Ning Yin's ten fingers clean bit by bit.

Her eyelashes were trembling, and so were her hands.

Ning Yin was sitting, she didn't care at first, but gradually, the inadvertent smile on the corner of her mouth faded.

"What are you doing, miss?" he asked.

Because of too many injuries, I gradually forgot what pain feels like.

Taking over when a hand is broken, and blocking the blood hole when the chest is broken, this is his usual way of dealing with it. But facing Yu Lingxi's trembling eyelashes, he was so dazed that he didn't know where to catch them or block them.

Perhaps, this is the pain.

Sweet pain.

Yu Lingxi didn't raise her eyes, she suppressed her choking, and said in a low voice, "It's my job to wash my master's hands, isn't it?"

As a result, Ning Yin's eyes melted with joy that was almost masochistic, and leaned over with his hands on his knees, the tip of his straight nose touched Yu Lingxi's two butterfly-winged eyelashes, and then moved down.

"It's baby."

Ning Yin corrected in a low voice, the focus was not on "favoring the maid".

His hands were bloody, but at least the kiss was clean.