MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 67 Wardrobe

The imperial army cleaned up the inside and outside of the Ziying Hall, and more than a dozen ox carts were piled up with corpses.

Most of the dead were profit-driven rebels, and many were not.

But what does that matter?

The "rebels" knew that there was no way out, so they "accidentally injured" several queens or cronies of the emperor when they jumped over the wall in a hurry.

The emperor's vitality was severely injured, and he was frightened and lay down on the couch. He recuperated in Changyang Palace north of the imperial city.

It is said to be recuperating, but in fact it is tantamount to fleeing in a hurry.

No matter how ferocious a wolf is, it will be old after all, with broken fangs, and the price he paid was too great for this father-son fight.

In the palace, Yu Huanchen clasped his fists and said, "I have not obtained the three-party amulet to lead the troops into the palace. It violates military discipline. Your Majesty please punish me."

"The little general is dedicated to escorting you, and the situation is excusable. I will forgive you for your innocence."

The emperor behind the curtain sat up, his voice hoarse and exhausted: "Today, the rebellious son Xu Yi was a prince and marquis, and the Beiya imperial army who won over Li Mao forced the palace in the winter festival. Fortunately, the father and daughter of the general gave their lives to protect each other, and I was able to get through it safely. This catastrophe. I will remember it in my heart, and I will definitely reward you and other loyal generals!"

Yu Huanchen knew that this was an excellent opportunity, so he quietly glanced at his father at the side.

Enduring the pain on his body, Yu Yuan lifted his clothes and knelt down and bowed down: "It is the duty of a minister to be loyal to his duty, not to mention that your Majesty is kind and wise, and he has God's blessings. I dare not claim credit for rewards. It's just that the minister is old and weak, weak and sick. Your Majesty can allow the minister's daughter Cheng Huan to share the family relationship with her knees, and the minister is very grateful."

The emperor didn't know that Yu Yuan wanted him to withdraw his marriage proposal.

But you are not joking, taking back his life at this time is tantamount to admitting that he was wrong.

The emperor pondered for a moment, and said: "Yu Qing is too modest! In ancient times, there were seventy generals who fought in armor, and Yu Qing was in his prime of life. It is too early to talk about family relationships. The night is cold and snowy, and Yu Qing went back earlier Rest, after discussing with the Ministry of Rites tomorrow, I will discuss merits and rewards!"

He actually pretended not to understand and passed the matter off.

After leaving Changyang Palace, Yu Yuan's heart was heavy.

He went down the ladder-like white jade steps, and asked his son, "The Seventh Prince rescued you in Ziying Hall today, what's going on?"

Yu Huanchen understood that his father was asking about those servants and ministers who were "sacrificed".

Some of them are cronies of the empress, and some... are officials who participated in or took over the case of "Concubine Li absconded and assassinated" six years ago.

And Yu Huanchen controlled the remnants of the rebel party, only a few feet away from Ziying Hall, so he had a chance to stop it.

But he didn't.

After this palace change, the court may no longer be the court it is today.

Yu Huanchen chose to trust his sister, and said, "I can't understand a few words, father might as well go back and ask Suisui."

The father and son never expected that Sui Sui disappeared.

Hu Tao knelt in the hall, with a big purple spot on the back of her neck, and she was already in tears.

"The gangster sneaked in while we were out of the nest and the defense of the Yu Mansion was loose. First, they knocked out the servant girl, and then kidnapped Sui Sui."

Yu Xinyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily, "Let me find out which **** it is, and I must cut him into pieces!"

Yu Huanchen calmed down, stepped forward to check the bruise on the back of Hu Tao's neck, and then asked, "Is there any evidence left?"

Hu Tao choked and said, "The servant has searched everywhere, but there is no kidnapping ticket left."

"Looking at Hutao's wound, the villain must have hit him several times before knocking him out. It can be seen that he is an impatient novice who can't get on the stage, and he doesn't care about money."

Yu Huanchen understood, "Dare to sneak into the general's mansion to rob people, they are definitely not ordinary robbers. And taking advantage of the fact that Yu's mansion is trapped in the palace, it means that the other party knows what was found in the palace..."

Yu Xinyi's eyes widened: "Are you from the palace?"

Could it be that the lackey of the prince saw the incident and kidnapped his sister in exchange for life-saving bargaining chips?

Yu Yuan didn't care to take a sip of hot tea, he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "Immediately go and find out who among today's chaotic party took advantage of the chaos to abscond and escape from the palace!"

Yu Xinyi was injured and wanted to go out with him, but Yu Huanchen stopped him and said, "Take care of your family and keep the news secret. Especially these days, Xue's family has frequent exchanges, so don't let them hear the news, lest they make a big fuss about it. "

Yu Xinyi reluctantly gave up.

…

The wind and snow were raging, and the trees were covered with frost and viburnum.

The Seventh Prince's mansion was instantly covered in blood red by heavy snow.

Yu Lingxi was covered under a thick black cloak, propping up a clean little world, her nose was full of the light woody fragrance from Ning Yin's body.

The wind and snow are mixed with incense, covering up the heavy smell of blood in the courtyard.

"Dug out Wang Lingqing's brain and liver, and feed them to the dogs." When Ning Yin spoke, her chest trembled slightly.

For some reason, Yu Lingxi felt that his tone was not as casual and playful as in the previous life, but instead had a bit of imperceptible coldness and hostility.

He is angry with Wang Lingqing, why?

Before he could figure out where Ning Yin's subtle emotional change came from, he saw the cloak covering the blood stains loosen and hang down, and the light poured down again.

Yu Lingxi raised her head against his chest, walked up her clean and cold chin, and met those extremely familiar jet-black eyes.

So she blinked her eyelashes and showed him a long-lost reunion smile.

In such a situation, she still had the heart to laugh.

Ning Yin's eyebrows moved slightly, and she subconsciously grabbed her wrist.

Grabbing the wound that was tied and scratched by the thick rope, Yu Lingxi pursed her lips and frowned slightly.

Ning Yin let go of her hand suddenly, looked at her swollen wrist for a while, then changed to holding her by the collar of her wedding dress, crossed the courtyard, turned around the corridor, and carried her to a bedroom like a chicken cub.

Then, he kicked open the door mercilessly.

A blindingly warm light rushed over.

The layout of this dormitory is very familiar, it seems to be quite similar to the dormitory of the palace in the previous life, unexpectedly there is an inexplicable sense of belonging.

But now is not the time to think about these things, because Ning Yin seems to be in a slightly bad mood.

"Slow, slow down!" Yu Lingxi staggered.

Ning Yin's pace didn't look fast, but because of her long legs, it was quite difficult for her to follow.

Ning Yin turned a blind eye to it, closed the door behind her back, and carried Yu Lingxi to the wide carved couch in the inner room.

The floor-to-ceiling flower lamps were as bright as stars, the charcoal basin was warm, and the animal stove was burning incense, but Ning Yin's body was only covered with the loneliness of frost and snow that would not melt for a thousand years.

He took off his cloak and threw it on the ground casually, turned around and sat on the couch to look at Yu Lingxi, as if thinking about how to deal with this gift that he had "suffered humiliation".

I have to admit that Yu Lingxi is very suitable to wear delicate red, with snowy skin and black hair, and the red dress is so beautiful that it seems to burn the eyes, but he only finds it obstructive and dazzling.

very harsh.

Seeing him slowly narrowing his eyes, Yu Lingxi knew it was time to settle the score.

He didn't see how he moved, but saw a dagger as thin as autumn water appearing between his fingers, turning it carelessly.

"Come here," he said.

Yu Lingxi thought for a while and took two steps towards him.

Ning Yin didn't raise her eyes, so she moved two more steps slowly, and the hem of her skirt almost touched his knee.

Only then did Ning Yin slowly raise her eyes to look at her, and the tip of the blade between her fingers went up a little bit along her drooping sleeve, crossed her elbow, and landed on her waist that was tightly grasped.

The feeling of the dagger pressed against the fabric is very special, as if you can feel the sharpness and coldness from the cold blade through several layers of clothes.

Then he picked up the tip of the knife, and only heard the soft click of the cloth breaking, and the belt around Yu Lingxi's waist fell off in response.

She trembled and stood still.

Ning Yin's dagger went up, landed on the undulating outline of her chest, and picked it up again, the belt of the dress broke, and the exquisite wedding dress was loose to the elbow, revealing the pure white undershirt inside.

Further down, is the crony.

The luxurious wedding dresses were cut and peeled off one by one under his blade, turning into a pile of exquisite rags, piled up under Yu Lingxi's feet like flames.

Until only the pure white shirt and skirt remained, as holy as snow.

Afraid? of course not.

If Yu Lingxi was sent to the palace in her previous life, she must have been terrified. But now Yu Lingxi didn't even have time to regret this gorgeous dress that took three months.

Who is afraid of the person they like?

When the dust settled, Ning Yin got her wish.

The dark clouds accumulated in her heart are gradually dissipating. The moment when the complicated wedding dresses slipped off her body was also the most relaxed and free moment for her in the past few months.

The torn bright red top was still hanging on her arms, looking like a concubine. Yu Lingxi cleared her throat, and took it off voluntarily, like a magnificent sunset falling at her feet.

She could see that Ning Yin hated her clothes, even though the thin underwear and mid-skirt didn't keep her warm, even she was a little chilly beside the charcoal basin.

Ning Yin was very satisfied with her understanding, and finally put away the dagger between her fingers.

Yu Lingxi picked up the cloak he left behind and wrapped herself up. The black fox fur collar made her petite and white face.

Ning Yin frowned, but didn't say anything.

So Yu Lingxi stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "My family doesn't know that I'm a guest at the mansion of His Royal Highness Wei, so they might be worried. Can I send them a letter from home?"

Ning Yin crossed her legs and leaned on the couch, and said with a sneer, "What do you think?"

This is not enough.

A few months ago, she also made a two-day appointment with Yu Huanchen by sending her family a letter to report her safety. After dawn, go decisively.

Sure enough, Ning Yin said slowly: "Lingxi seems to have misunderstood his situation. I'm afraid he is not qualified to ask for a gift."

He calls himself Lingxi.

Not "Miss", nor "Sui Sui".

Yu Lingxi felt familiar with this title and was disappointed.

But she is still relaxed, with the experience of her previous life, coupled with a bit of uncontrollable sincerity, she can almost utter coaxing words.

"Then, how do you qualify?"

She smiled brightly and asked in a soft voice.

"No hurry," Ning Yin said meaningfully, "I like to play slowly."

He bit the word "play" very hard, as if he was tasting something.

Yu Lingxi didn't know what bad idea he was planning. After thinking about it, she decided to fight for another one: "The gift also needs to be tied up. I was in a hurry to go out, and I forgot to bring a personal hairpin."

She looked into Ning Yin's eyes, and added: "It's the bloodshot, threaded Ruiyun White Jade Hairpin."

Ning Yin snapped her fingers.

Then he got up, and his tall figure instantly enveloped Yu Lingxi.

"Lingxi doesn't need to play tricks, it's useless."

He leaned over, played with Yu Lingxi's cold and smooth hair with his fingers, and said with a smile, "With such a cautious and vindictive personality, I will never fall twice in the same place."

After saying this, Ning Yin really ignored her.

There was a knock at the door, and a roll was presented to him.

Ning Yin leaned on the couch and looked at it slowly, drawing circles with a Chinese ink brush from time to time.

The house was so quiet that there was only the soft crackling of the charcoal fire.

Yu Lingxi was not restrained. After standing for a while, she felt tired, so she found a seat on the side couch and sat down.

She hugged her knees and rested her chin on her knees, her black hair scattered from the side of her neck, revealing a small bruise on the back of her delicate neck.

It should be that Wang Lingqing's people did not know how to do it when they kidnapped her.

Ning Yin's dark eyes were silent for a moment, and suddenly coughed lightly.

Yu Lingxi turned her head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Come up."

Ning Yin closed the roster, pointed to the inside of the warm bed, "warm bed."