Yu Lingxi rang the bell for a long time, and was so tired that she sank into the bedding, unable to recover for a long time.

Her slender white ankles hang down from the edge of the couch, and the red rope is exquisite. The two golden bells on top are still trembling slightly, pulling out the orange-gold luster in the dim candlelight.

I remember being forced to dance by Ning Yin in the previous life, and I also wore a golden bell once. It's just that the golden bell was not worn on the feet at that time, but was tied to the body, biting on...

In the past two lifetimes, the little lunatic's hobbies have not changed at all.

Yu Lingxi blushed and cursed, before she could close her eyes and rest for a moment, Ning Yinlao took her into her arms and imprisoned her again.

"The sound is really nice."

Ning Yin's dark eyes were raised, and she raised her hand to brush away Yu Lingxi's wet temple hair, not knowing whether she was praising the ringtone or her.

Being so close, Yu Lingxi could see that the word "Lingxi" was so red on his heart, showing a glamorous look that was completely different from his cold and handsome complexion.

"Say something that you don't want to hear other men's names, pretending to be angry."

The flowers on Yu Lingxi's forehead were smudged, and she said weakly, "You are just looking for excuses to bully people."

"Yes."

Ning Yin admitted it bluntly, with a look of confidence, "So what?"

"What else?"

Yu Lingxi blinked her wet eyelashes, and snorted, "I can only go crazy with you."

Ning Yin was stunned, then hugged her tightly and laughed softly, her chest trembled.

Yu Lingxi murmured, almost suffocating, quickly twisted her body and said, "I want to take a bath."

Only then did Ning Yin mercifully let go of her, and lay down on the bed with draped robes, the wide robes falling like clouds, covering her tall and vigorous body like cold jade.

Then he grabbed a large cloak under the cover, and carried Yu Lingxi and others with the cloak to the clean room next door.

From the hem of the ink-colored cloak, only a little white and powdery toes were exposed, and the dumb golden bell jingled along with his steps, numb to the bone.

…

Yu Lingxi fell into a coma, and when she woke up, she didn't know where it was.

It had rained at night, and the sky was still overcast. The flower branches that never ceased day and night fell to the side of the candle. Ning Yin sat idly, scratching a page of the roster with his fingertips.

He was wearing a red uniform, the strong color dilutes the cold oppression on his body, making his black hair look like ink, and his fair and handsome cheeks.

Looking at his attire, Yu Lingxi remembered that on the third day of the wedding, she had to go back home to meet her parents, so she hurriedly asked, "What time is it?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was so soft that it was almost humming.

Clearing his throat embarrassingly, he retracted his arms into the bedding.

Ning Yin closed the roster, lazily: "It's just after noon."

"When?" Yu Lingxi was shocked.

"Noon."

Ning Yin repeated it calmly, got up and pinched her cheek, "What's for lunch?"

How could Yu Lingxi care about what to have for lunch?

According to the agreement, she was supposed to pay respects to Guining, but it was two full hours late!

"What are you panicking about?"

Ning Yin stretched out her hand to hold Yu Lingxi's hand that was hurriedly getting dressed, and said slowly, "I have ordered someone to send a letter to the Yu Mansion to postpone the return banquet."

"real?"

Yu Lingxi paused her disheveled hands, a little suspicious, "How did you say that?"

Ning Yin recalled for a moment, and Gu Jing repeated without a wave: "Sui Sui has not woken up from a sound sleep, let them wait."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

It was Ning Yin's style to be so forceful and indifferent.

"Guining has postponed it for no reason, and my parents will think about it when they are in a hurry, so let's go back soon."

Yu Lingxi put her clothes on quickly again with her hands stopped, and glanced at Ning Yin with her clear eyes, "Don't do this in the future, it will hurt your body."

But to bluff, Yu Lingxi has never seen Ning Yin get hurt.

"It doesn't make sense."

Ning Yin leaned on the edge of the couch and looked at her, innocently said, "Obviously Sui Sui is playful, begging my king..."

The palace maids came in one after another with their clothes in their hands, and Yu Lingxi hurriedly reached out to cover Ning Yin's hateful mouth.

Ning Yin's straight nose was on the tip of her little finger, her lacquered eyes were smiling, and she opened her mouth to lick her palm very slowly.

The Guining Banquet in Huiyu Mansion was changed to a dinner.

At the time of the unitary, the twilight converges, and the upper and lower members of the Yu mansion are waiting in front of the steps.

After Yu Lingxi got out of the car, she went straight to Madam Yu's embrace, and called out with a smile, "Aunt!"

Madam Yu saw that her daughter's complexion was rosy, dignified and bright, and then she put back her heart that had been on her all day.

Ning Yin wore a red dress of the same color as hers, jade belt soap boots, and slowly walked up the stone steps, accepting the salutes from the Yu family calmly.

The Yu Mansion obviously prepared for a long time, the dinner was very sumptuous, and the waiters of cloth dishes filed in, but the banquet was so quiet that there was only the slight sound of bowls and chopsticks clashing.

Although Ning Yin lived in the Yu Mansion for more than half a year, he had never had the opportunity to have a banquet with the Yu family. When he came again, he was already a high and mighty Prince Jing.

No wonder the expressions of both parents are somewhat restrained, unnatural.

Yu Lingxi poured tea for her father and mother with her own hands, and said with a smile: "This hibiscus prawn dish, you can tell it was made by aunt herself."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the atmosphere at the banquet became active.

Madam Yu continued in a gentle voice: "I knew Sui Sui would be back, so I made special preparations."

After finishing speaking, she peeled a plate of shrimps and prepared to send them to her daughter to taste.

But before the plate was brought over, Ning Yin, who was above the main seat, calmly peeled a shrimp and put it in Yu Lingxi's bowl.

He did it very naturally, as if he had returned to the time when he was Wei Qi.

Yu Lingxi remembered that although Ning Yin was very excited when he saw blood, he didn't like meat very much, so he handed him the green rice porridge in front of him.

Madam Yu and her husband exchanged glances, and finally took the shrimp back without disturbing the sweetness of the couple.

After dinner, the newlyweds still need to stay overnight at their mother's house, where Weng and son-in-law talk, and mother and daughter talk.

Yu Lingxi followed her mother to the flower hall for a chat, and when she came back, she saw Ning Yin and General Yu sitting on each side, relatively silent.

"Are you done talking?"

Yu Lingxi came in with a smile on her skirt, her eyes wandered between the indifferent faces of Father and Ning Yin.

Ning Yin turned the tea cup in his hand one after another, and then lightly clasped it: "Since the general and the son-in-law are not congenial, there is no need to force the conversation."

After finishing speaking, he got up and clasped Yu Lingxi's fingers like no one else was there.

Surprise flashed across Yu Lingxi's eyes, and she squeezed Ning Yin's fingers to signal to be calm, then turned to salute General Yu and said, "It's been a hard day, Dad, rest early."

General Yu sighed and waved his hand.

Yu Lingxi nodded, and then went out with Ning Yin.

"What did Dad tell you?"

The two walked shoulder to shoulder under the brightly lit corridor, Yu Lingxi looked at Ning Yin's handsome and moody cheeks, and asked softly.

Ning Yin turned her eyes, and the corners of her lips twitched: "My father asked me about my future plans, and my answer was not satisfactory."

The future plan...is it related to seizing the throne?

Yu Lingxi opened her lips, and heard hurried footsteps approaching.

The guards of Prince Jing's Mansion came quickly and said in a low voice, "Your Highness."

Ning Yin didn't shy away from Yu Lingxi when dealing with the matter, and the guards didn't shy away either, and said in a low voice, "Something happened in the palace."

Ning Yin's expression did not change at all.

He looked at Yu Lingxi with a smile, and twirled her little finger: "Go to bed first, good boy."

Yu Lingxi knew that if it wasn't something very important, the guards wouldn't bother her at this time.

She nodded, still frowning: "Okay."

She let go of her hand, took two steps towards the wing room, and stopped again.

Before Ning Yin could speak, she turned around quickly and threw herself into Ning Yin's arms, the movements were done in one go.

"Walking outside at night, be careful." Yu Lingxi patted Ning Yin's back and gave him a gentle hug.

Ning Yin's lips were slightly raised, and the hand hanging by her side was raised to wrap around her waist.

Watching Yu Lingxi go back to the room, the smile in Ning Yin's eyes fell silent, turning into a deep coldness.

The carriage went straight towards the palace gate, and no one dared to stop it.

In Changyang Palace, the abrupt Buddha statue in the palace showed a strange compassion, overlooking the dying old man crying on the dragon bed.

The emperor who was all-powerful in the past is now like a defeated dog with its spine removed, drooling and lingering on.

His face was blue and purple, his thin fingers twitched and twisted, as if he had lost all vitality.

The servants in charge knelt down on the ground, and as Ning Yin's footsteps approached, they aroused waves of extreme panic and trembling.

Candlelight spread the floor, Ning Yin sat in the only high chair in the hall, picked up the unfinished clothes and belt edict on the table, and smiled.

That smile was very light, and it seemed particularly abrupt in the dead silence of the palace.

"It's all like this, and I still refuse to stop."

Ning Yin raised her eyes and smiled very gently, "Now let's talk about who gave you the courage to die?"

…

Ning Yin did not return all night.

When Yu Lingxi woke up, the quilt beside her was still cold.

After breakfast, the guards of the palace came to pick Yu Lingxi back to the mansion, and the person who led him was the broken halberd.

Before getting in the car, Su Wan specially brought over the freshly made pastries with her five-month pregnant belly.

"A box of lotus cakes and a box of red bean cakes are all things that I like to eat every day."

Su Guan's cheeks became a little plump, and her voice was soft and gentle, "It's not as good as the craftsmanship of the Wangfu, so let's use it as a snack to satisfy your cravings on the road."

"Thank you sister-in-law."

Yu Lingxi took the food box, her gaze fell on Su Guan's growing belly, and she asked curiously, "I heard from Auntie last night that the little guy can kick his stomach?"

Su Wan covered her stomach and nodded: "Occasionally, I would make a fuss, but I'm as lively as a kid."

"very nice."

Yu Lingxi imagined his brother's heroism and Su Wan's delicacy and agility, and he must be an excellent child.

Su Wan covered her lips and smiled: "Don't talk about me, when is Sui Sui going to have a wedding?"

"Me?" Yu Lingxi stopped.

She hadn't thought about it, not in two lifetimes.

In her previous life, Ning Yin had an unstable temper and was sickly and strong, so naturally she would not be allowed to have children at will. In this life, except for the very first time, Ning Yin never left any traces.

Yu Lingxi didn't care, she always felt that having a child was a distant and vague thing, and she couldn't imagine what Ning Yin's child would be like.

Back at Prince Jing's Mansion, she quickly put this question behind her.

Mrs. Yu prepared twelve jewelry flower hairpins as a return gift for the homecoming banquet, implying that her daughter has a prosperous life and a happy marriage.

Hu Tao and the maid were cleaning up, while Yu Lingxi leaned on the couch and saw two long sandalwood boxes on the table.

It was the picking red writing brush and the white jade threaded hairpin given by Wei Qi when he was in the Yu Mansion.

Yu Lingxi opened the sandalwood box and touched it, her eyes softened.

She intends to keep both items within easy reach and prominently. However, the drawers of the dowry table were already filled with new jewelry, Yu Lingxi looked around, and her eyes fell on the small cabinet next to the couch.

The low cabinet drawers don't have locks, so they should be usable, right?

Yu Lingxi thought for a while, then sat on the edge of the couch and gently opened the first drawer.

Inside were several medicine vials of various colors, a short blade, a booklet at the bottom of the case, a pair of golden bells, a jar of…

Yu Lingxi's cheeks became hot, and no one knew better than her what the jar of white jade-like delicate and fragrant ointment was for.

Brushes and hairpins must not be placed with these objects. She closed the drawer and opened the second layer.

Then I was taken aback.

There are no strange objects on this floor, only an apricot-white streamer, a beauty seal carved from black jade, a five-color long-lived thread, and two pieces of oiled paper glued into a ball, melted caramel, written The maple leaf of the word, and...

There is also a perfectly repaired Qingluan paper kite placed flat on the bottom of the drawer.

"It is rumored that paper kites can bring bad mood and bad luck to the sky."

"You feel better?"

Yu Lingxi recognized that this kite was the one she and Ning Yin put together after the third poisoning incident last year.

At that time, because her parents were anxious to propose marriage to her, Ning Yin had a very weird temper, so she took him to release paper kites for fun.

As a result, the people were not coaxed very well, the kite string was broken, and the paper kite fluttered and fell into the distance.

Unexpectedly, it would appear in Ning Yin's drawer again.

Did he secretly pick up the kite back? And it's so beautifully repaired with paste.

Yu Lingxi looked at the half-full drawer, her eyes softened.

It turned out that Ning Yin kept everything she gave away, even if it was just a small item that was given away casually and forgotten when she turned her head, in a secret corner.

He is obviously such a ruthless and cold person, yet he has such patience and meticulousness, really...

It's killing me.

Yu Lingxi propped her chin, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Just as he was fascinated, he suddenly saw a shadow enveloping himself.

"What are you looking at?" Ning Yin's voice sounded.

Yu Lingxi woke up like a dream, subconsciously went to close the drawer.

But it was already too late, Ning Yin stretched her arm back, and pressed her hand that closed the drawer in a semi-circular position, and then said "oh".

"It was discovered."

He rested his chin on her shoulder and said in a drawn out tone.

Yu Lingxi hurriedly withdrew her hand, turned her head and said, "I just wanted to put something, I didn't mean to spy on anything."

Ning Yin laughed, her face that had not slept all night was a little cold, but her eyes were full of connivance.

"I'm all young, so I won't get angry when I see two things."

He looked around in the drawer, as if he was picking something.

Then the slender fingers hooked the apricot-white streamer, and said softly: "Our intimacy started from this streamer, why not use it to relive the beginning."

Revisiting... what was it?

Yu Lingxi didn't have time to ask questions, and the streamer lightly fell on her eyes, which was hazy.