The carriage stopped abruptly, and Yu Lingxi swayed, almost hitting her head.

Frowning, he raised the curtain and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss, there is a person lying in the middle of the road ahead." The groom's voice came with difficulty against the harsh wind.

Yu Lingxi raised her eyes and looked at the dim light of the lantern. Sure enough, there was an undulating black silhouette not far in front of her, with a thin layer of white on her body. If it wasn't for the sharp-eyed driver of the carriage, she might have been trampled to death by the carriage. The meat is pureed.

Probably a drunk person. Yu Lingxi guessed.

In the past, in the capital, every year, drunk people passed out in the snow. If no one found out in time, they would freeze to death.

After all, it is a human life, Yu Lingxi said: "Wake him up, and move him to a warm place that is sheltered from the wind."

The guard took the order and walked towards the person lying in the snow with a lamp.

Not long after, the guard trotted back, his footsteps obviously much hurried and messy.

"Miss! That's not a drunk, but a seriously injured teenager!"

Thanks to Ning Yin, Yu Lingxi subconsciously tenses up when she hears the word "youth".

But thinking it would not be such a coincidence, he felt a little relieved, bent down and got out of the carriage.

The shattered snow rolled on the ground, almost blowing off the hood of the cloak on her head.

The guard hurriedly opened an umbrella to shield her from the wind and snow.

After walking a few steps, Yu Lingxi felt something was wrong.

She stopped where she was, hesitated for a moment, took the lantern from the attendant, and moved closer to illuminate it...

Three feet of warm light spread on the floor, illuminating the young man's familiar and pale face, and the flickering light glinted in his dark eyes, unable to reflect any warmth.

Only the beautiful and noble girl in the heavy snow stepped forward, and in his dim vision, a more beautiful picture than Xueyue was reflected.

The lantern fell into the snow and went out with a puff.

On this windy and snowy night, Yu Lingxi and Ning Yin once again looked at each other in embarrassment

I ran into Ning Yin's distressed appearance again and again, and I didn't know whether the heavens were punishing Ning Yin or her.

Thousands of words merged into two words: Nie Yuan.

Did he escape from the Immortals of the Desire Realm, or was he hunted down to this point?

It doesn't matter what the inside story is, and Yu Lingxi doesn't have the heart to guess.

She just wanted to solve the current trouble, and asked with frowned eyebrows: "How far is the nearest clinic? Take him away, hurry up."

"Miss Hui, about two miles away."

The guard replied: "However, this person must have suffered an internal injury, which affected the viscera, so it is not suitable to move it casually."

Can't be driven away and can't be moved, why not let him lie here waiting to die?

Just as he was thinking about whether he could go another way, he heard the guard hurriedly said: "Miss, he has passed out."

…

Ning Yin hadn't dreamed of that woman for a long time.

He walked in the wet, cold and dark dreamland, until a familiar palace gate appeared in front of him, a warm light came out from the crack in the door, illuminating the mottled bloodstains in front of the steps.

He ignored the bloodstains, and walked up the stone steps, the palace gate automatically opened slowly in front of his eyes, and in the dazzling orange-gold light sea, sat a woman in palace clothes with winding long hair.

Seeing Ning Yin, the woman turned a fuzzy face, opened her hands towards him, and said with a sickly smile: "Yin'er, come here, Mother Concubine, and Mother Concubine will take you away."

For a person whose body temperature is rapidly losing, the warm light and embrace are undoubtedly a fatal attraction.

But Ning Yin didn't move at all, and even laughed mockingly: "No."

"Why?" The woman's voice was somewhat resentful.

"Because," he said with his thin lips slightly parted, almost masochistic, "you are already dead."

The smile on the corner of the woman's mouth froze instantly.

A dagger appeared on her chest, and the blood quickly smeared and spread along the skirt of her beautifully embroidered clothes, like a tumulus blooming...

Ning Yin woke up with eyes wide open amidst the blood, and the roof of the carriage shook slightly first.

His first reaction was to touch the short blade in the sleeve, but he touched the soft mattress, and his body was covered with a petite moon-white cloak that obviously belonged to the girl's family.

The bleeding had stopped, and the broken bones in his chest had been healed and wrapped in thick bandages.

The warm fragrance filled the small space, which was incompatible with the strong smell of blood on his body.

The sweet and soft girly fragrance was something he had smelled twice before.

Ning Yin recalled the astonishment she saw for the last time before she fell into a coma, she turned her head slightly, and saw a slender figure sitting against the wall of the car, far away from him.

Her eyelashes were half down, behind the slightly swaying veil covering her face, a pair of beautiful autumn eyes were looming, showing extreme warmth under the shadow of the lamp.

Behind the veil, there is an incomparably beautiful face hidden.

The owner of those eyes noticed that he was awake, and was startled.

Yu Lingxi didn't expect Ning Yin to wake up so quickly. An ordinary person would either die or be disabled by such an injury, and at least would be in a coma for a day or two.

But Ning Yin only woke up after being in a coma for less than a quarter of an hour. There was a glimmer of light in her dark and beautiful eyes, which made her feel numb.

Yu Lingxi frowned, and her tenderness turned into sullenness.

"Are you awake?" The voice was also very angry, and he didn't know who he was angry with.

She really is a contradictory and interesting woman, every time she sees her, she is either shocked or angry.

But every time she comes to the rescue, she is also the one.

What's more, the surname Yu is not common, and there is only one family in the entire capital who can afford to use such a master in the army as a bodyguard...

Whether it is God's will or man-made, there are secrets hidden in her body that she does not know.

Thoughts flashed by, Ning Yin's pale thin lips moved, and said hoarsely: "Young lady recognizes me."

It was the first time in her life that she heard him speak, but Yu Lingxi was taken aback.

She almost thought that Ning Yin also had the memory of her previous life, so she saw through her poor disguise.

But immediately afterwards, Ning Yin said with difficulty: "Otherwise, why would you save me twice?"

Yu Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief, seeing his reaction, it didn't look like he had past life memories.

What's more, shouldn't the first sentence of a normal person be thank you after being rescued? How can we talk about this?

Yu Lingxi laughed angrily, and when she got stubborn, she denied it flatly: "Who will save you? It's just that you are in the way and feel in the way."

Ning Yin looked at her without saying a word, but Yu Lingxi always felt that his eyes could see through everything.

It was like this in the previous life, nothing could be hidden from him, and Yu Lingxi was most afraid of looking him in the eye.

She regretted riding in the same carriage with him, or it would be better if he fainted for another quarter of an hour.

Fortunately, the carriage stopped, and the guard reported: "Miss, the clinic is here."

Feeling relieved, Yu Lingxi calmed down and said, "Since you're awake, get out of the car quickly and go back wherever you came from."

Ning Yin's lips moved, her voice lowered a lot: "I can't go back."

Yu Lingxi was so full of entanglements that she was completely blocked, thinking: Did he really escape from the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm?

"No matter what you plan, it has nothing to do with me." Yu Lingxi lifted her chin slightly, "Get out of the car."

Seeing her resolute attitude, Ning Yin had no choice but to force herself to stand up, and carefully folded the cloak with soft fragrance aside, then leaned on the wall of the car, and stood up slowly and with difficulty.

He had a wound on his chest, and the act of bending over to get out of the car was tantamount to torture for him.

But in an instant, his lips turned white again, and fine cold sweat oozes from the tip of his nose.

Yu Lingxi looked away at the **** and pretended not to see it.

It was late at night and the clinic was closed.

Under the snow-covered eaves, Ning Yin's lonely and thin figure was stretched out by the residual lamp.

"Wait." Yu Lingxi called him angrily.

Ning Yin turned her head and found that Yu Lingxi got out of the carriage at some point, holding a red plum paper umbrella in one hand and the cloak he had covered in the other.

He blinked very slowly, with a puzzled look on his face.

Yu Lingxi's heart softened, and she regained her composure when she spoke again: "This cloak is stained with blood, I don't want it anymore."

She stuffed the cloak into Ning Yin's hands.

After thinking about it, he left the umbrella with him and placed it gently beside his feet.

The umbrella opened in a vast expanse of white, and the red plums painted on it were scorching brightly.

An idea brewed in his heart, surged, and finally defeated his terrible reason.

Ning Yin's eyes changed, and she almost blurted out: "Take me away."

Yu Lingxi stamped her feet and looked back at him in disbelief.

Ning Yin looked weak and serious, her eyes couldn't see to the end.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he repeated in a hoarse voice: "Take me away, I'm willing to do anything."

The lantern was blown to the east and west, and the two of them were separated by a distance of one foot, only the whimpering of the wind and snow could be heard.

After a long time, Yu Lingxi restrained her surprise, her eyes were gentle and firm: "Unfortunately, I don't need you."

She turned around and walked towards the carriage, Ning Yin pursed her lips, and immediately followed a few steps.

Hearing the staggering footsteps behind her, Yu Lingxi couldn't bear it anymore, turned her head and shouted: "Don't follow me anymore!"

So Ning Yin didn't move, like a broken sword standing in the snow.

However, when Yu Lingxi got into the carriage and set off towards the Yu Mansion, the guard said alertly: "That man is still following, isn't it because he wants to blackmail us?"

here we go again! Was Ning Yin a dog when he was young, the crazy and stubborn kind?

Yu Lingxi lifted the curtain of the car and looked back, only to see a red plum paper umbrella struggling to move deeply and shallowly in the dark night.

Sure enough, madness didn't develop overnight, and he didn't even want his life.

Forget it, follow him.

Yu Lingxi thought, she had an accident tonight, she had done what she should do, and she had a clear conscience.

It was already late when we returned to Yu Mansion, and the attendants came out with lanterns to greet him.

When Yu Lingxi got out of the car, she deliberately looked back, but she didn't see the shambling figure holding the umbrella.

The snow-covered streets stretched darkly into the distance, and she couldn't tell whether it was easy or heavy.

After standing for a while, Fang told the coachman, "Go and clean up the blood in the car, and put on a new mattress. Don't let people see the clue."

As soon as he entered the gate, he saw Mrs. Yu greet her anxiously, and said worriedly: "Sui Sui, why did you come back so late? I heard that Yongning Street was flooded, did you ever startle me?"

"I'm fine, Mommy, I just took a long detour."

The lights in the Yu Mansion were brightly lit, and Auntie's hands were warm and reassuring. Yu Lingxi couldn't help but smile, "You can't blow the wind, go back to your room and rest."

At Haishi, the snow stopped.

Yu Lingxi came out of the shower, holding the cloak and the stove, still feeling the chill.

She couldn't help but think of the figure of the boy who was thrown behind the carriage.

Could it be that the internal injury worsened and he fell halfway?

That's what he asked for!

Yu Lingxi lay on the couch, turned over and thought: I have treated him with the utmost benevolence.

The north wind howled, making the window sash rattle, and there was a commotion outside the courtyard.

Yu Lingxi was woken up after not sleeping for a long time, she couldn't help rubbing the center of her brows, and asked outside, "What's the noise?"

The maidservant on duty at night came in with sleepy eyes, holding the candle and said: "Miss Hui, there is a beggar outside the door, and the guards are trying to drive him away."

Beggar?

and many more…

A subtle thought flashed through her mind, Yu Lingxi put on her clothes and lay down on the bed, grabbed the cloak on the wooden frame and put it on, and said in a low voice, "Lantern, I'm going out for a while."

It was freezing cold, Yu Lingxi walked in a hurry, the attendant followed with a crooked lantern and kept saying, "Miss, it's cold and the road is slippery, please slow down!"

Yu Lingxi pretended not to notice, and ordered someone to open the side door.

As soon as she took a step, she was stunned.

On the stone steps at the door, there is a familiar red plum paper umbrella, and beside the paper umbrella, a boy in black is curled up in the shadow of the corner with his arms folded.

There were frost on his eyelashes, his pale face almost merged with the ice and snow on the ground, without a trace of vitality.

The guard at the gate hesitated and said: "Miss, this man can't wake up no matter what, he probably froze to death, it's really unlucky..."

Yu Lingxi raised her hand to stop the guard's words.

If anyone died, it couldn't be Ning Yin.

Because after three years, this man will become a nightmare for the imperial city.

She squatted down, her long black hair hanging down softly from her shoulders, and stretched out her hand to check Ning Yin's breath.

As soon as the index finger was placed under the tip of Ning Yinying's nose, he opened his eyes, his dark eyes fell on her, and a trace of amazement flashed across her.

Although weak, he was indeed alive.

The four eyes met, and a furry object came out of his arms, trembling with a "meow".

Yu Lingxi followed his line of sight, and it turned out to be a dirty little wild cat with a bruised face. He held it in his arms and used the only body temperature to keep it warm...

Yu Lingxi's mind was complicated for a moment, and her thoughts were irresistibly drawn back to her distant past life.

She remembered that Ning Yin raised a wolfhound in her previous life and would bring it with her every time she hunted.

Once when Qiushou came back, the wolfhound was seriously injured in a fight with some kind of wild animal. He was lying on the ground, breathing in less air and exhaling more, looking very painful.

Ning Yin walked over and gently patted the dog's head.

Just when Yu Lingxi thought that Ning Yin would do everything in his power to save the wolf dog, he heard a soft click, and he crushed the wolf dog's neck bone without hesitation.

The poor dog didn't even have time to whimper.

Yu Lingxi felt terrible and unbelievable, and asked with trembling breath, "Isn't your lord the favorite dog? Why are you willing to..."

Ning Yin closed the hound's eyes, slowly wiped his fingers and said, "It won't survive, and it will only be more painful."

Knowing that Ning Yin's mind was twisted and she had no respect for life, Yu Lingxi still couldn't hide her compassion.

She is so frail and sick, carrying the wishes of her deceased relatives to live every day, she is essentially no different from the injured hound.

Many times she wanted to ask Ning Yin, such a useless and weak self, why didn't he kill her?

Like, killing his dying hound.

This question was never answered until she actually died.

But now, seeing all this in front of her eyes, Yu Lingxi had a faint understanding in her heart.

The lunatic who can numb and kill his pet dog once tried his best to protect a wild cat.

Yu Lingxi wore a layer of furry orange-gold lights, pursed her lips and asked, "You can't keep up with my carriage just because of this cat?"

Ning Yin lowered her eyes and acquiesced.

Yu Lingxi was speechless for a while, took two steps towards the door, and then stopped again.

Without turning around, she ordered the guards: "Bring this man in for me!"

At an angle she couldn't see, the young man's pale lips hooked slightly.