Yu Lingxi looked at Ning Yin like a child who was caught doing something wrong.

She didn't expect Ning Yin to wake up so quickly, and before she could say what she had written, she saw Ning Yin cough lightly and slowly walk out of the darkness of the secret room.

"Last night, a mouse slipped into it. I didn't clean it up in time. Be careful running around and getting your feet hurt."

Ning Yin casually raised his hand and pressed it, the bed moved out and returned to its place, and the thick wall closed as before.

The white morning light was as silver as iron, illuminating Ning Yinying's handsome face almost transparently, and there was a slight smile in his black ice-like eyes.

Yu Lingxi looked away, opened her lips and said, "Ning Yin, I..."

"I haven't washed it yet, what's the hurry?"

Ning Yin interrupted her with a smile, looked away from her loose long hair, opened the drawer and took out something, "Sit down, I'll tie your hair up for you."

Yu Lingxi was pushed into the only chair in the room, facing the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

Ning Yin really picked up the comb, unhurriedly twisted her icy hair and combed it up.

His movements were so natural, if it wasn't for the thrilling things he witnessed last night, Yu Lingxi would have thought that this was just an extremely ordinary morning.

Ning Yin tied her a simple bun, but because of the unfamiliar technique, the bun was a little loose, but it made her look a bit more lazy and bright in the mirror.

"Ning Yin."

Yu Lingxi didn't pierce the **** "test" last night, but curled her fingers slightly, and said as softly as possible, "I'm going home."

She stared at Ning Yin's expression in the mirror.

But Ning Yin didn't even lift her eyes, her fingers ran down her loose bun and slid down to Xiaobai's neck, causing a slight tingling numbness.

"The weather is fine today."

He calmly said, "After dinner, I'll take you out for a walk."

Yu Lingxi curled her fingers a little tighter, she knew that Ning Yin was changing the topic.

Ning Yin is so smart and has insight into people's hearts. As long as she shows even the slightest bit of embarrassment, she will not be able to deceive his eyes.

Yu Lingxi sighed softly, pressed Ning Yin's hand, got up and said more clearly: "I mean, I have to go back to Yu Mansion."

Ning Yin still had a calm expression. After looking at her for a moment, Fang gave a low smile: "I'm used to being a little fud, and I rarely get angry in front of Sui Sui. So Sui Sui probably thinks that I have a good temper."

He moved closer, lifted Yu Lingxi's chin, and said softly, "This mouth deserves punishment."

When he approached, Yu Lingxi subconsciously wanted to press against his chest, and caring about his injury, she finally raised her finger to cover his lips helplessly.

His lips are also slightly cool, which is amazing to the touch.

Yu Lingxi swallowed her throat, and continued: "I've been out to play for two days, and I'm very happy. But Your Highness, in the current situation, I can't go with you willfully."

"Play?"

Ning Yin savored the word with lowered eyes, and the dark eyes seemed to be filled with clouds and ink, but also seemed to be silent.

Yu Lingxi knew she had to go on.

Every moment she stayed by Ning Yin's side was a great burden and danger to the Yu family and Ning Yin herself.

"I saw you in the immortal capital of the world of self desire. After ten months, I can't give you anything. Now that you have both culture and virtue, go back and be a prince."

Yu Lingxi took a deep breath, put on the most perfect smile and said, "I'm going to get married too!"

Ning Yin did not speak for a long time.

The slender morning light outside the window pierces the sky, and the golden veil pours down, but there are only silent shadows in the house.

What is Ning Yin planning?

Yu Lingxi guessed that he probably wanted to stuff himself into a box and lock him in a small dark room. He used his eyes as a cage, imprisoned himself in it, and there was no way to escape.

Ning Yin really thought so.

The Xue family is hypocritical and has gained a false reputation, thinking that the emperor's marriage will swallow the remaining military power of the Yu family.

As long as Yu Lingxi says "no", Ning Yin has many ways to make Xue Cen disappear and ruin this marriage. As for the rest of the Yu family, it is enough to keep their lives alive, and the rest are not in the scope of his plan...

But Yu Lingxi said that she would go back and get married.

Ha, she is willing to go back and marry Xue Cen.

The warm smile faded away, and the jade hairpin in his hand pierced the wound on his palm, dripping with blood, as if waking up from a dream overnight.

He snorted, and the magnificent dark color slowly faded out of his eyes.

I remember that when he was still Wei Qi, the young lady told him that she had many important people in her heart, and every time he killed one, it was like stabbing her in the heart. Kill them all, and her heart will die...

You see, Wei Qi remembered all these teachings.

So if he didn't kill Xue Cen, how could he have the heart to stab her in the heart?

Ning Yin smiled and inserted a warm object into her bun, adjusted the angle, and said in a hoarse voice almost crazily: "My life congratulates you on your wedding, how about it?"

Yu Lingxi was stunned, not daring to touch what he had stuck in his bun, not daring to respond.

"Wei Qi." She frowned and called out the most familiar name between them.

"is it not OK?"

Yesterday's wound was torn open, and his palm was dripping with blood, so he wiped the blood from Yu Lingxi's sideburns with his clean sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, this life was picked up by the miss."

"You won't die, you can't die."

Yu Lingxi's eyelashes trembled, and then she raised her eyes more firmly, "Because you are Ning Yin, the strong, intelligent, invincible Ning Yin I know."

I have granted you four wishes.

Yu Lingxi said in her heart: one is to treat you like a guest, and do everything possible to provide shelter; the other is to pray for Qixi Festival, to make a wish that "everything goes well, and you will be peaceful every year"; Live the rest of your life; four for...

Fourth, in order to allow you to take away something precious from Yu Mansion, you took me away.

Yu Lingxi said "Sorry" in her heart, and she was about to renege on the last two wishes.

Her rebirth changed the course of fate, and everything developed in an unpredictable direction.

Before the great cause is accomplished, once the relationship between the Yu family and Ning Yin is brought to light, it will be a catastrophe for both families.

The only thing she can do now is to keep her father and brother in a low profile and send Ning Yin back to his proper track.

Until he was as carefree and invincible as in his previous life, trampling the world under his feet.

The sun rose from the ridge of the roof, dispelling the darkness in the room.

There was a sparkle in Yu Lingxi's eyes, and she was full of blessings in the end, and saluted to the end.

When she got up again, there was a gentle tranquility in her eyes.

"Goodbye, Wei Qi."

Her farewell smile was as beautiful as before, she took a step back and walked out the door.

When the fingertips touched the door, a low-pitched cough suddenly came from behind, as if it was stuffy in the throat and wanted to cough up the viscera.

Yu Lingxi didn't look back, she couldn't look back.

Qing Lan has already arranged everything and is waiting in the corridor.

As if she had exhausted all her strength, she walked towards Qing Lan and said wearily, "Go back."

The door is closed, dividing the room into distinct light and shadow.

After a severe cough, Ning Yin slowly straightened up, her pale lips were stained with blood.

"It's no use being pitiful anymore, is it?"

His figure was soaked in the shadows, looking at the shadows disappearing outside the door, he let out a disappointed "tsk".

If it was in the past, the young lady would definitely come back frowning, muttering distressedly and anxiously: "Why did this happen?"

Ning Yin twitched the corners of her mouth, then frowned suddenly, a fishy sweetness welled up in her throat.

He swallowed it back, raised his finger and indifferently wiped away the bright red from the corners of his lips.

People are gone, who will feel sorry for showing weakness?

Probably with the nourishment of that mouthful of blood, his pale complexion gradually became a little more popular, his lips turned bright red, and his whole body was unbelievably handsome and beautiful.

Returning to the bird tired forest, his consonant bird still ran away.

It doesn't matter, as he said: if the bird gets tired of his branch one day, he will grab a piece of sky and keep her in captivity—

It was tied with a chain, even if she begged with gentle and soft words, she would never let go.

Ning Yin smiled coldly.

He doesn't feel sorry for her at all. Who told him to be a born bad seed?

…

Along the way, Qing Lan was worried about Yu Lingxi's state, and hesitated to speak.

The sun in early autumn was bright and hot, but Yu Lingxi couldn't feel any warmth and light.

She didn't know how she got out of the post house. Outside the hidden back door, Yu Huanchen got up almost immediately and rushed towards his sister.

"Sui Sui!"

Yu Huanchen's voice was both worried and relieved.

Covered in cold dew, he didn't even dare to blink, and stayed here for a whole night.

He watched helplessly as the group of assassins came back to test Ning Yin at night, but according to the agreement, they couldn't expose them.

Yu Huanchen didn't know how he survived that half night.

He was annoyed and tormented, regretting countless times that he shouldn't have allowed his sister to leave the house, and shouldn't have softened his heart and allowed her to say goodbye in two days. He was worried that Sui Sui would be hurt, and that she would not come back on impulse, and the entire Yu Mansion would face an unprecedented disaster.

But Suisui came back, crying.

"Brother."

Yu Lingxi only yelled two words, then choked her throat, and the tears she had endured all the way finally flowed out.

She quickened her pace, threw herself into her brother's arms without hesitation, like a drowning person eagerly looking for a piece of driftwood, and asked very softly: "Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable. Is it true that my life...is no longer interesting ?”

"Will not."

Yu Huanchen rubbed the top of his sister's hair, but found a strange blood-stained hairpin.

He naturally looked away and comforted in a low voice: "After the years, I will meet many interesting people and happy things. I will be happy and happy until I grow old."

"Really?" Yu Lingxi smiled.

But she always felt that her two lives had come to an end just like the road from the post house to the back door.

Yu Huanchen had already prepared a low-key carriage to take his sister back to the mansion.

Yu Lingxi thought that her complexion must be very bad at this time, because the stern and resolute father didn't say a word of reprimand, and only sighed gently: "It's good to come back. Good girl, go back to the room so you can rest."

No one knew what kind of pressure the Yu family was under in these two days.

Yu Lingxi went back to her room and sat on the couch for a while.

She thought of the object that Ning Yin had stuck in her hair, and couldn't help finding the bronze mirror, carefully took it off for a look, only to find that it was a white jade threaded Ruiyun hairpin that was polished to a smooth surface.

No, it's not quite accurate to say it's Bai Yuzan.

The base color of the jade body is indeed the finest white jade, but on the cloud patterns there is a majestic blood color like red mist, which is elegant but not plain, gorgeous but not vulgar.

This is a rare fineness that even a thousand pieces of gold can't buy, not to mention that every stroke of the hairpin body is exquisite and unparalleled.

For some reason, Yu Lingxi remembered the words of Ning Yin in her previous life: "I heard that jade raised from human blood can be regarded as the real rare and best."

Yu Lingxi closed her eyes, put the hairpin on her heart, and slowly curled up on the couch.

…

Yu Lingxi fell ill and developed a high fever at night.

Since she was reborn last autumn, she has intended to take care of her body, so she rarely has such a ferocious disease.

The high fever came and went again and again, and even the imperial physician in the palace was helpless. Only Yu Lingxi knew that her illness was rooted in her heart.

too tired.

One year after her rebirth, she tried every means to avoid one disaster, but there was a second and a third one waiting for her right after her... The endless calculations and countless dangers that she could deal with exhausted her both physically and mentally.

She occasionally thought, forget it.

However, thinking of her father, brother and family members who were finally rescued, and thinking of someone calling her "baby" with a smile, she was reluctant to part with it.

The only fortunate thing is that due to a serious illness, the matter of giving the marriage was naturally put on hold for the time being.

In the middle of the night, the little maidservant who served the decoction was lying on the table, falling asleep from exhaustion.

Yu Lingxi's consciousness was repeatedly tormented in the ice cellar and flames, looking for a trace of clarity in the cracks.

Her body was as heavy as an iron block, she opened her eyes in a daze, and seemed to see a person sitting outside the floating tent.

An extremely familiar silhouette.

He didn't say a word, just looked at her quietly through the veil, like an ice sculpture soaked in the dark night.

Yu Lingxi felt that she was in a daze, and wanted to cry for some reason, and wanted to call him, but no sound could come out of her dry throat.

She couldn't bear it anymore, and fell into a drowsy sleep again.

When I woke up, the tent was empty, and I was in a state of despair.

It was Mid-Autumn Festival when the condition was barely stable.

Tang Buli came to see her in Yu's mansion, and finally brought a bright color to Yu Lingxi who was so bitter by the soup that she lost her sense of taste.

From Tang Buli's mouth, Yu Lingxi learned piecemeal that many things had happened during the half month of her illness.

For example, Mrs. Tang was ill for a long time, so she chose a husband-in-law for her granddaughter from the family, and the engagement ceremony had already been given a few days ago.

Tang Buli sneered at this marriage, but there was nothing he could do.

There are no males in Tang Gong's mansion, and those sons of aristocratic families with empty names are willing to condescend to ask for marriage in every possible way, but they just want to be extinct.

For example, Ning Yin successfully passed the test and returned to the palace, regaining the status of prince.

Another example is that the prince squeezed out in many ways, and the seventh prince lived a very low-key life in the palace...

"By the way, next month's autumn hunting, all civil and military ministers and children of aristocratic families will be invited. Do you want to go and see together every year?"

While peeling pears for Yu Lingxi, Tang Buli glanced at her, "The Seventh Prince will also go."

Yu Lingxi raised her eyes in surprise.

Tang Buli cut off a piece of pear meat and stuffed it into her mouth, and said with a smile: "Since I entered the door, haven't you been inquiring about the Seventh Prince intentionally or unintentionally? I can't see it."