Jing Wangfu's bedroom.
The person on the bed had his eyes closed tightly and his skin was pale without any color. The pulse was weak and weak, so the young imperial doctor calmly withdrew his hand, wrote a prescription for strengthening the body and cultivating the body, and bowed down.
As soon as the imperial doctor left the main hall, the "dying" man on the bed opened his eyes, his dark eyes cold.
Ning Yin spits out the pills under his tongue, stood up with his legs bent, and said, "Follow him."
The imperial doctor did not return to the imperial hospital, but went around in a circle and went to a guesthouse.
After a while, a pigeon flew out of the backyard of the guest house and headed southeast.
The gray falcon on the roof tilted its head and followed closely.
Two hours later, in front of the prison of the Criminal Department of Prince Jing's Mansion.
Ning Yin, dressed in black fox fur, stood up quietly from the sedan chair. The gray falcon circled in the air and landed obediently on his strong arm.
Walking down the secluded stone steps until you reach the innermost floor, a dark and decaying atmosphere hits your face.
"I didn't expect that His Highness Seventh Prince would be able to reach this point."
Cui An was tied to the iron frame with iron ropes. His mouth and nose were bleeding, but he still grinned a warm smile, "If it weren't for the genocide between your Ning family and me. Hate, your Highness and I may become the same kind of people who talk happily."
Ning Yin crossed his legs and sat down on the chair, straightened his sleeves and robes, and said: "It was you who attracted Ning Tan's attention to Yu. Lingxi targeted her over and over again."
His voice was low and firm.
"Who made her the daughter of Yu Yuan?"
Cui An laughed, "Yu Xinyi, Yu Lingxi... They should be like my abducted tribesmen, and taste the feeling of being abused and humiliated."
If it weren't for Yu. The family's luck is amazing, and his plan has long been realized.
Cui An dared to admit it openly because he knew that Ning Yin would not kill him.
He holds too many secrets of the queen. If Ning Yin wants to completely remove the obstacles, she must get his confession and let him be a witness.
"Are you thinking that as long as you don't confess, I won't be able to kill you?"
Ning Yin's scornful voice came, "It's a pity that I only do things based on my preferences and not reason."
Cui An His thoughts were guessed, and the smile on his lips froze.
"Why are you nervous?"
Ning Yin pressed his fingers on his temples, his handsome face was hard to distinguish, "You touched the person who is dear to my heart, and it would be too easy for you to die like this."
He raised his finger, and immediately there were subordinates Get a stack of silver mesh as thin as smoke.
Cui An has dealt with so many people, so he naturally knows how powerful this seemingly exquisite mesh is as a torture tool.
This silver mesh only needs to be tied to a person's body, and the flesh will bulge out of the silver mesh as fine as fish scales. Then you can use a sharp knife to cut off the bulging flesh piece by piece...
"Three days, For a thousand knives, I will play with you slowly."
After saying this, Ning Yin paused slightly and said with a smile: "I almost forgot that Admiral Cui is short of two taels of meat and does not need a thousand knives."
Cui An said with a smile The calm and gentle face finally cracked, revealing the sinister and vicious nature it should have had.
He burst out laughing and said sternly: "Okay, okay... Your Highness's knife must be stable enough..."
But soon, he could no longer speak.
Ning Yin came out of the dungeon, sat in the sedan chair, took the wet handkerchief from the attendant, and wiped his fingers bit by bit.
clean.
He changed the handkerchief seven or eight times until his fair and slender fingers were wiped red. Then he opened the small cover of the beast stove and let the cold wood fragrance diffuse the smell of blood on his body.
Clean water is not enough to wash away the dirt on your hands, so you have to use something warmer, softer, and cleaner to wash them.
Ning Yin twirled his fingers, put down the black jade carving in his palm, and said leisurely: "Go to the Yu Mansion."
...
After returning to the mansion for two or three days, Yu Lingxi often went to the backyard to sit in the hut.
The setting sun is light by the window, and the place is still in the same state as when Wei Qi left. His breath seems to still linger on every table and chair.
I was lost in thought when I suddenly saw a remaining maple leaf falling in the wind and landing on the table by the window.
Yu Lingxi picked up the maple leaf. The leaves were like fire. After a severe winter of frost, rain, and snow, they were still bright and red.
She twisted the maple leaf and turned it around, then took up her pen moistened the ink, and wrote two lines of tiny characters on the maple leaf:
May I be like the stars and the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night. ①
After putting down the pen and blowing it dry, she breathed softly and couldn't help but guess what Ning Yin would be doing at this time.
"A Wan said that you didn't even drink the pepper powder plum wine, so you were hiding here alone in a trance."
Yu Huanchen's voice came from behind him. He sat cross-legged opposite Yu Lingxi and looked at his sister for a while, "Still here?" What do you think of your father?"
Yu Lingxi pressed Maple Leaf under the paperweight and gathered her thoughts: "Brother, why doesn't Dad like Ning Yin?"
This was a problem she had never faced in her previous life.
In my previous life, I was carefree and alone, so I followed Ning Yin without having to think about worldly ties, status, and interests.
But on the carriage returning from Prince Jing's Mansion that day, my father didn't say a word.
Yu Lingxi had been loved and loved since she was a child, and Yu Yuan would subconsciously lower his voice when talking to her. She had never seen her father so serious and silent.
Yu Huanchen pondered for a moment and only asked: "Do you know how King Jing dealt with the assassins and courtiers who participated in the Lantern Festival that night?"
Of course, Yu Lingxi knew, she remembered the scenes from her previous life.
Yu Huanchen said: "Some of those people were participants, and some were just people involved under coercion, but without exception, they were all hung on the wooden stakes under the palace gate and lit sky lanterns." "
Those people wanted to kill him first. "
Yu Lingxi explained, "Others want to put him to death, and we outsiders have no right to ask him to retaliate with kindness."
"Indeed, from the perspective of a superior, I have to praise King Jing for his "decision to kill", but from the perspective of my brother-in-law, The Angle, he is too dangerous."
Yu Huanchen paused and then said, "Of course, our main concern is not this."
He stood up and closed the door and window.
"Let's say something treason behind closed doors. King Jing has reached this position and is only one step away from the throne. Even if he has no intention of becoming emperor, his position and his supporters will recommend him for the sake of his future and interests. Ascended to the throne."
Yu Huanchen sighed, looked at his sister, and said seriously, "The most ruthless emperor is the emperor. By then, there will be seventy-two concubines in the three palaces and six courtyards. Behind each woman will be a tangled family, and she will be able to bear the grievances every year. ?As proud as you are, can you allow yourself to share a man with another woman?"
He said: "It's not that my father doesn't like him, but there are many things that must be weighed - no matter from the father's point of view,
Regardless of the position of the son. "
Brother's calm analysis is like throwing a stone into the sea, causing tiny splashes in Yu Lingxi's heart.
Yes
, Ning Yin has never had a broken leg in their life slithering healthy His humble background can no longer stop him from moving forward. Footsteps.
Does he want to be emperor?
Yu Lingxi is not sure.
The only thing she is sure of is the feelings between herself and Ning Yin.
"Brother, although in your eyes, Wei Qi and I have only known each other for just over a year. But it did take me a long, long time to understand one thing. "
Yu Lingxi narrowed her eyes and said warmly, "In my heart, I can only pretend to be Ning Yin. That being the case, why should I be timid about something that didn't happen? Is it because a person is afraid of falling that he should not be allowed to walk? "
Suisui..."
"I believe in him, just like I believe that my brother and father will never hurt me." "
It was a soft word with a smile, but it inexplicably gave birth to a resounding firmness.
"Miss, be quiet..."
Hutao trotted over, held the door frame and "quietly" for a long time, and then said in one breath, " Prince Jing is here! "
Yu Lingxi was stunned and ignored Yu Huanchen. She quickly picked up her skirt and ran out. The setting
sun in late winter was pale white and a bit cold.
Yu Lingxi's sleeves were filled with the wind, and her silk clothes were flying like smoke as she walked up and down the corridor. The lanterns arranged by Yuanjie went straight to the main hall where guests were entertained.
As expected, Ning Yin was sitting on the main seat. Hearing the footsteps, his dark eyes looked towards her.
His lipline moved almost imperceptibly. , waving to her as if there was no one else around.
Yu Lingxi panted and walked towards him.
"Ahem! "Two sudden low coughs sounded in the hall.
Yu Lingxi caught a glimpse of her father's resolute black face, hurriedly restrained herself, and bowed politely: "Your Highness. "
It's just that the eyes are still bright, with clear light, without the slightest bit of coyness.
"Come here. "
Ning Yin raised her hand and pinched Yu Ling Xi's cheek in front of Yu Yuan and Yu Xinyi as if he were weighing how much weight she had gainededdddd in the past two days when she returned home. If she
loses a little weight, how will the Yu family take care of her? ?
Ning Yin's eyes narrowed.
Seeing his father's face becoming more and more complicated, Yu Lingxi had no choice but to pull Ning Yin's hand off and whispered: "Why are you here? "
"This king is here to take Suisui back to his mansion. "
Ning Yin lowered his hands in dissatisfaction, put them on his knees and kowtowed, "Now that we are here, we won't bother General Yu anymore. "
Yu Yuan had probably never seen someone who was about to take away his daughter's daughter and speak so grandly. His neck felt thick for a moment.
This man and Wei Qishi had two different faces.
But Yu Xinyi reacted and said: Zhixin said quickly: "I have been waiting in the boudoir for many years, and I am not married yet. How can I stay at His Highness's residence? Ning
Yin said softly: "I will hire you now." "
Yu Lingxi pursed her lips and signaled to Ning Yin with her eyes: What are you going to do? Where did you get the betrothal gift?
"General Yu is an upright person and doesn't like the gold and silver jewelry from me, so let's change it to a more interesting betrothal gift. "
He raised his finger, and an attendant immediately touched a tray with a bunch of curly hair cut at the root.
"This is it? "
Yu Xinyi recognized it with just one glance, "Your Highness, has Cui An been caught? "
"This betrothal gift can
Still satisfied? " Ning Yin asked.
Ning Yin came prepared, and Yu Yuan turned his eyes to his daughter.
The eyes were heavy, but...
infinitely concerned.
Yu Lingxi thought for a while, and finally took a step back and knelt down towards Yu Yuan. For
a moment , everyone in the room had different expressions.
Ning Yin's eyes were a little cold.
Even when he was angry, he only dared to punish Sui Sui with his mouth.
No one could punish her to kneel down, even if that person was her father.
Ning Yin stood up, bent down and held Yu Lingxi's shoulders, her dark eyes were dark, but her voice was extremely soft: "Sui Sui got up on his own, or I asked everyone to kneel down with you. "
Yu Lingxi blinked her eyelashes and held Ning Yin's knuckles comfortingly.
"Dad.
She looked at her father, who was more distressed than powerful, and confessed her true feelings, "Dad, this Prince Jing is my daughter's sweetheart. " I will not abandon your upbringing for him. However, I also ask my father to allow me to choose the person I really like like an ordinary woman. "
There was silence in the hall.
Yu Lingxi exhaled slightly and said with a smile: "Now, I want to be alone with my sweetheart for a while, please allow me. "
After that, she raised her hands and folded them in a salute, then stood up, took Ning Yin's hand and walked out.
The slanting light stretched like a golden gauze covering the ground.
Yu Huanchen came from the corridor and shook his head at his father with heavy eyes.
Yu Lingxi The light-colored skirts intertwined with Ning Yin's sandalwood robes. If one did not take into account the uncertainties of the future, the pair of young people in front of them would really be a beautiful picture with rich colors.
Yu Lingxi took Ning Yin to the backyard. .
Stepping into the guard room again, Ning Yin, who was dressed in a sandalwood purple brocade robe, lost her youthfulness and showed an incompatible nobleness.
"What excuse are you thinking of to delay your return to the palace? "
Ning Yin sat obediently on the opposite side of the desk, reaching out to brush off a bit of dust on Yu Lingxi's skirt when she just knelt down.
Yu Lingxi couldn't tell whether his voice was angry or not, so she had to explain with a smile. : "My father has his concerns and is afraid that I will be wronged if I marry into the royal family. What we have to do is to dispel his concerns with practical actions.
Ning Yin raised his hand to rest on his chin and asked, "Isn't it enough to dispel his concerns just by cooking the rice? " "
When this matter was mentioned, Yu Lingxi's heart became hot and panicked.
She finally recovered her health, but there were traces of faint aches and pains.
"Ordinary lovers will only allow their parents to get married after they fall in love and feel relieved. "
Yu Lingxi had a look of autumn in his eyes and said softly, "I have never had a serious love affair with Your Highness. "
This has been true for two lifetimes.
Ning Yin smiled but looked at her quietly, his side face illuminated by a little light coming from the window paper, and he was beautiful and flawless.
However, what he said the next moment was nothing like it. Not beautiful!
Ning Yin was serious, with lingering eyes: "I fell in love so deeply the night before, doesn't it count? "
..." Yu Lingxi gave him an annoyed look.
She tried to bring the topic back to the right track, took out the maple leaf with a love sentence written on it from under the paperweight, and pushed it to Ning Yin.
Ning Yin picked it up and smiled. He raised his eyebrows and said, "A leaf? "
Then he saw the small characters on the maple leaves, and his eyes paused slightly.
"May I be like a star, like the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night.
Seeing that Ning Yin had been looking at her for a long time, Yu Lingxi couldn't help but soften her eyes, "One leaf is sent to Wei Qi to express lovesickness. This is how to talk about love. " "
Wei Qi...
Ning Yin hadn't heard this name for a while, and he felt nostalgic.
He carefully put the maple leaf aside, with the writing facing up, and looked at it for a long time. Fang smiled slowly and said, "Come here. I will give you a song every year in return. "
When Yu Lingxi saw him smiling so gently, she felt something was wrong.
"There is no paper. "She said hesitantly.
"It doesn't matter, I have the best clean skin in front of me. "
While speaking, Ning Yin grabbed Yu Lingxi's waist with both hands and easily lifted her to sit on the table.
"What are you doing..."
Yu Lingxi subconsciously wanted to get up, but Ning Yin held her down with one hand on her shoulder and the other. One hand touched her waist, and with a tug, the coat and middle coat retreated to the crook of her arms, revealing her apricot pink heart and a fair and delicate waist.
Yu Lingxi shuddered subconsciously, but when she saw Ning Yin leaned forward and leaned forward, and the fabric of excellent texture rubbed against his back, causing a slight shiver.
"Don't move." "
Ning Yin pinched his waist in a semi-confined posture and whispered in his ear.
He slowly dipped his pen in ink and wrote on the snow-white waist.