Moisture lingers in the clean room, and the jumping lights cover the white warm jade with a light golden gauze.

There was no room for her lips, so Ning Yin took Yu Lingxi's hand and let her fingertips caress the scar on her chest instead of a kiss.

Yu Lingxi had seen this body many times in her previous life, but there was no one like tonight, just a light touch could make her heart tremble, and her emotions flooded.

She pressed against Ning Yin's heart, and for some reason, she thought of the hunting dog in her previous life whose neck bone was crushed by Ning Yin's own hands after being injured.

In his subconscious mind, it would be better to give the hound a good time than to watch the hound linger on.

Just like in the ruined temple, he stabbed his tortured mother.

Yu Lingxi didn't know what to say, so she could only cover up the choking in her throat with kisses, until her breath seized and her consciousness sank.

Even at this time, Ning Yin still sat idly, only raised her head slightly, and supported the back of her head.

Yu Lingxi backed away a little, breathing unsteadily and said, "Ning Yin, you still owe me something."

Ning Yin raised the tails of her eyes slightly.

It wasn't until Yu Lingxi boldly grabbed the lace of his black robe and lightly flicked her fingertips that Ning Yin realized that the "thing" she was talking about was the innocence that she didn't have time to take away on the wedding day.

"Want to love deeper?"

Yu Lingxi stared at him earnestly, her apricot eyes shattered into tears, revealing tenderness and firmness.

Ning Yin suddenly gave a low laugh, her lacquered eyes were dyed with a very light color, as if she could swallow everything.

His breath was suddenly seized, and the handsome concubine responded with actions instead.

In the middle of winter, the clean room is as warm as spring.

The candlesticks burned to the end, several of them went out one after another, and Ning Yin's profound handsome face also became blurred.

Yu Lingxi lay on Ning Yin's shoulder to breathe calmly, her long hair was scattered on her thin shoulders, her slender waist hung down, and a puddle of ink-stained soft black accumulated on Ning Yin's arms.

Ning Yin savored the moisture from the corners of her eyes, got up in a hugging posture, and walked towards the soup pool with her in his arms.

With bumpy steps, Yu Lingxi tightened her grip and subconsciously bit her lip.

The water mist swayed with the water waves, and then gently closed.

The hot water soaked up her body little by little, and Yu Lingxi felt a little tingling pain, and couldn't help frowning.

"asshole."

Yu Lingxi had no strength, and even cursed in a hoarse voice.

Ning Yin sat in the water, let Yu Lingxi sit on his lap, and scrubbed her slowly, saying: "Sui Sui said it himself, I want to love deeper."

Yu Lingxi glared, and angrily opened her mouth to bite his shoulder.

The man's muscles were cold and firm, and he didn't even frown.

"What are you doing?" Ning Yin's veiny arms rested on the edge of the pool, and her soft voice was indulgent.

"I'll give you a stamp too."

Yu Lingxi buried her on his shoulder and ground her teeth, speaking vaguely.

Ning Yin laughed, her hoarse voice was elegant and crazy: "It doesn't hurt enough, use some strength."

Yu Lingxi finally relaxed her strength, and said in a low voice, "I can't bear it."

She loosened her teeth, kissed the small and light tooth marks, and leaned against Ning Yin's arms around Ning Yin's neck.

She was so tired that she fell asleep in a daze after a while.

On the way, it seemed that Ning Yin carried her out of the soup pool, wiped her body, and even applied some cold ointment on the bruises on her waist.

"When I was young, the emperor occasionally came to look for that woman."

Ning Yin's low and hoarse voice came from his ear, as light and wafting as the incense burner on the table.

"Every time the woman cried miserably, I was locked in the small room next door, curled up in a dark corner, and could only cover my ears desperately."

At first, I was just ignorant and afraid, but as I got older, I felt dirty and disgusting.

The enemy and the woman are like inferior animals.

Yu Lingxi leaned against his arms, her eyelashes fluttering.

She understood where Ning Yin's madness and indifference towards this matter in her previous life came from.

"But every year is different, why is your voice so nice, huh?"

Ning Yin's finger that applied the medicine did not stop for a moment, hooked it, and forcibly pulled Yu Lingxi back from the chaos, "If I engrave you a stamp, do you like the name 'Sui Sui' or 'Lingxi'?"

With heavy eyelids, Yu Lingxi snorted wearily, but she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand, so she simply followed the breath and blocked her lips.

The arms around the waist tightened, and the world finally became quiet.

When Yu Lingxi woke up, it was already high in the sun.

She was lying on Ning Yin's extremely wide bed, her skin was pressed against the soft quilt, and she could hear the rustling sound of papers flipping through her ears.

Yu Lingxi moved her body with difficulty, turned her head, and she saw Ning Yin leaning on the head of the couch with her clothes loose.

In the winter, he only wore a thin tunic, and two light red scratches were faintly visible under the loose skirt...

All kinds of things from last night came to mind, and Yu Lingxi couldn't hold back the burning of her cheeks.

Sure enough, in some respects, the little madman is as unreasonable as the big madman.

Ning Yin looked up from behind the scroll and glanced over.

"woke up?"

Ning Yin rested the scroll on her chin, and reached into the bedding with her other hand, rubbing Yu Lingxi's sore and slender waist.

Yu Lingxi trembled all over, and her voice was soft and nasal after sleeping: "Where are my clothes?"

"I need to apply medicine." Ning Yin lowered her eyes halfway, and took a jar of ointment to melt.

While rubbing and pushing, he said slowly: "Last night, I suddenly understood something."

Yu Lingxi blinked suspiciously when he said this without beginning or end.

Ning Yin leaned over, with black hair hanging down behind her ears, and said in a low voice: "The texture of white jade is indeed much softer and more delicate than black jade."

Yu Lingxi was taken aback for a moment, then angrily pushed Ning Yin away.

Ning Yin's cheek was pushed to the side by her, instead of retreating, he hugged her even tighter, his throat was stuffed with a chuckle, and his chest trembled slightly.

"You are mine." He said softly.

Yu Lingxi, who was strangled so hard that she couldn't breathe, had no choice but to soften her body, wrapped her slender arms around his waist, and raised the corners of her mouth, "You are mine too."

After a while, Yu Lingxi remembered something.

"Oops."

She lifted her head from Ning Yin's arms and said in a panic, "Didn't return all night, my parents must be in a hurry."

Although last night was the Shangyuan Festival, according to the tradition of this dynasty, there are no male and female defenses this night, and young people can play and enjoy the lanterns all night, but there was such a big incident at the lantern festival last night, it should be reported to the family that it is safe. Row.

Ning Yin pinched Yu Lingxi's neck and said, "Yu Huanchen has already been here."

"Brother is here?"

Yu Lingxi was surprised, "When?"

"When."

Ning Yin said slowly, "At that time, Sui Sui was extremely tired and fell asleep. I really couldn't bear to wake him up, so I went to talk to him in person."

Yu Lingxi had a bad premonition and asked, "You...how did you tell him?"

Ning Yin glanced at the loose robe on her body and the red marks on her chest, and said, "That's what I told him."

That's it...

Yu Lingxi choked for breath.

Two taps of "Duk Tuk" came from outside the palace gate.

The attendant reported: "Your Highness, Cui An's whereabouts have been traced."

Only then did Yu Lingxi recover from her embarrassment, and whispered, "Go and deal with the business."

Ning Yin picked up her earlobe and squeezed it, then put on her clothes and got up.

When he pushed open the palace door, the peaceful smile in his eyes turned into a chill.

…

After Ning Yin went out, maidservants came in one after another to serve her.

They didn't look sideways and didn't talk much, which saved Yu Lingxi a lot of embarrassment.

The maids cleaning the clean room outside the hall passed by, and Yu Lingxi caught a sharp glimpse of them holding a pile of familiar light lilac skirts in their hands.

She remembered that Ning Yin wiped her heart clothes casually last night...

With dry cheeks, she hurriedly stood up and said, "Wait!"

She took the skirt from the maidservant's hand, hid behind the screen and flipped through it, feeling puzzled.

I flipped through it again, but still didn't see the dirty heart coat.

"Are all the clothes here?" Yu Lingxi asked.

"Girl, they're all here."

The servant girl was a little cautious, "But what did the servant girl leave behind?"

"It's nothing." Yu Lingxi pretended to return the clothes as usual.

Strange, where did the underwear go?

After grooming and tidying up, and having had an extremely delicate and sumptuous brunch, Yu Lingxi left a letter to Ning Yin, telling him that she had to go back to Yu Mansion first.

She didn't want to keep anything related to Ning Yin from her family.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left the gate of King Jing's Mansion, he saw the carriage of Yu Mansion had already stopped in front of the steps.

This time, Father came to pick her up in person.

General Yu looked at his daughter who had obviously stayed overnight and changed clothes, with a bit of confusion on his resolute face, and said in a deep voice for a long while, "Get in the car first."