The doors and windows of Changyang Palace were closed and lifeless.
Attendants with unfamiliar faces placed a newly repaired golden Buddha with a big belly into the palace and placed it directly opposite the emperor's dragon bed.
It is a Buddha statue with compassionate eyes, standing in the darkness, but it looks a bit strange and gloomy.
The emperor on the dragon couch had a crooked mouth, slanted eyes, and trembling hands, showing signs of a stroke. Ning Yin slowly dragged a chair and sat half a foot away, admiring the emperor's embarrassment and helplessness.
After twenty years of being emperor, he had countless concubines.
In the end, the son who survived the endless suspicion and killings was left with only a fool, a childish boy, and...the emperor's cloudy eyes stared blankly at Zhang and Concubine Li. Similar face, eyes full of red bloodshot eyes.
...and a madman.
"Kill...kill..."
The emperor wriggled his crooked mouth desperately, and his eyes bulged out like a dying fish.
"Kill? No."
Ning Yin curled her lips and said in a very soft voice, "I won't kill you, at least not now."
If the emperor dies and the world is mourned, his marriage to Yu Lingxi will be ruined.
He would let the emperor live "comfortably" until after his wedding.
Ning Yin had seen enough of the emperor's ugliness, so she raised her hand. Immediately, two groups of women with heavy makeup filed in and knelt on both sides of the dragon couch.
Although these women are wearing the clothes of palace maids, they are full of the aura of prostitution. Every one of them was once a bone scraper that sucked the essence and soul, and they are not clean people.
"The emperor likes beauties, but he is embarrassed to admit it. You must serve him with all your heart. If anyone is not taken care of..."
Ning Yin glanced around, and the woman immediately trembled and said: "I will serve you with all my heart!"
Ning Yin said with satisfaction. He laughed, looked back at the dragon bed, stood up, and said, "Enjoy the last happiness."
His thin pale lips opened and closed slightly, and he uttered two silent words.
The emperor's eyes widened, and he saw that his mouth was saying "Father, Emperor", every word, cold and sarcastic.
"Kill...kill!"
The emperor struggled like a fish in a rut, drooling from the corners of his crooked mouth, still mumbling the word "kill", his twisted and dry fingers tremblingly reaching towards the dark purple back.
The gaudy woman swarmed up and pushed him back onto the dragon bed.
The bright yellow curtains moved like an invisible giant beast, swallowing up all the angry and hoarse whines.
...
The Clothing Bureau worked hard day and night. After the Jifu was cut, it was sent to Prince Jing's Mansion without stopping.
"So fast?"
Yu Lingxi was making tea according to an ancient book of books. She was quite surprised when she saw a palace official from the Shangyi Bureau coming in with a brand-new wedding dress.
The palace man smiled and said: "It's just a preliminary cut and embroidery. Please give it a try, Miss Yu. If the size is not inappropriate, the embroiderer from the Shangyi Bureau will embroider it with pearls and gems."
Yu Lingxi got up and went to the inner room to try on the clothes. , and took a look in the bronze mirror.
Although the crimson wedding dress has not yet been embellished with gems, it is already extremely gorgeous, and the soft fabric with excellent texture hangs down to the ground, shining like the sunset.
The size was just right, not an inch too much, not an inch too much. Even the maid of the Shangyi Bureau, who was used to making clothes for beautiful ladies, couldn't help but marvel.
The bronze mirror in Prince Jing’s Mansion is extremely smooth and clear. After trying on the wedding dress, Yu Lingxi.
I couldn't help but
take photos for a while longer.
Putting on his clothes, he turned around and saw Ning Yin sitting leisurely behind the desk. He didn't know how long he had been watching there.
Yu Lingxi hurriedly put on the coat hanging on her arms, covering her thin shoulders and back, and asked with a smile: "When did you come back?"
"Probably, it started from the time when I stared at my breasts and weighed the size. ."
Ning Yin paused subtly for a moment, then nodded, "It seems, it's a bit bigger."
Ah, this annoying mouth!
"Nonsense."
Yu Lingxi held her shawl and sat next to Ning Yin. "It's strange. People from the Clothing Bureau have never come to measure me. How can they know my size?"
Ning Yin turned his eyes and asked: "Is the estimated size accurate?"
"..."
Yu Lingxi reacted and opened her apricot eyes, "When did you estimate it?"
"Since someone gave Sui Sui as a gift to me before, I naturally want to open it. Check."
Ning Yin looked at his slender and powerful palms matter-of-factly and said, "Inch by inch, I measured it for a long time."
Yu Lingxi took a deep breath, shamelessly imagining what it would be like to use his hands as a ruler to measure his body. picture.
"I said that when I was sleeping in those days, why did I always feel like something was holding me back... something wasn't right."
Thinking of something, Yu Lingxi asked, "You were pl anning the wedding dress so early? Then why did you start preparing for the wedding dress in the first place? , always bullying me?"
She thought that Ning Yin was taking revenge.
"Nonsense, you are loving Sui Sui."
Ning Yin seemed to have seen through her thoughts and smiled slowly, "No matter what you do, I will never hate you. Because you are my baby, Sui Sui." ."
He is used to telling the truth in a joking tone, and the lighter the tone, the more truthful it is.
Yu Lingxi guessed that even if he was really sad, he would only hate others and ruin the world.
"Little madman."
Yu Lingxi suppressed the sour and warm feeling in her heart, tilted her head to rest on his shoulder, and said softly, "Wang Lingqing knew that you were once a servant in the Yu Mansion, and you deliberately let it out, right? If a smart person like you wants to hide your past, Wang Lingqing will never be able to find out."
Ning Yin picked up the teacup that Yu Lingxi had filled before, hissed, and said in a fake tone: "You are so smart every year."
"Yin and Yang are strange."
Yu Lingxi smiled slightly, snatched the teacup from his hand, and drank it all in one gulp.
Ning Yin looked at his empty hands and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"There is chili powder in this cup. You can't eat spicy food."
Yu Lingxi hummed and poured him a new cup.
Ning Yin did not take the new cup of tea, but stretched out her hand to pull Yu Lingxi over, raised her finger to press her lower lip, and pulled.
Yu Lingxi opened her mouth to bite his finger, but he took advantage of it and captured her lips.
After a while, Ning Yin calmly wiped her lips and said, "It's a little spicy, but it tastes very good."
Yu Lingxi panted and pursed her red lips.
"If you don't drink serious tea, it will be spilled."
The new cup of tea in her hand had already been spilled, and the tea flowed down her fingers and soaked her sleeves.
She wanted to find a handkerchief to wipe it with, but Ning Yin held her wrist.
"Which mansion do you like to live in?" Ning Yin asked.
Yu Lingxi fluttered her eyelashes and subconsciously replied: "This is the one."
The mansion was the prototype of the regent's palace in the previous life, and the buildings and
pavilio,,ns all had familiar shadows. Living here, she always felt that it could make up for many shortcomings.
Ning Yin didn't say anything, just lowered her eyes and bowed her head, carefully moving down her fingers bit by bit, kissing the tea soup clean.
The sunshine in early spring was warm, and his handsome profile was covered with a light layer of warm light, making him look quiet and handsome. Yu Lingxi curled up her fingers, letting the numbness spread along her wrists and throughout her limbs.
...
Ning Yin has suddenly become busy recently. He goes out early and, comes back late these days, and Yu Lingxi even meets him very rarely.
Occasionally, when you pass by the corridor, you will see officials and attendants carrying boxes of things inside, as if they are preparing to decorate something.
Ning Yin...when do you plan to marry her?
Maybe it’s autumn.
Yu Lingxi counted the dates and guessed that the prince's wedding must be prepared at least half a year in advance. When all the etiquette is complete, it should be the time for the fragrant osmanthus to bloom.
Autumn is also very good. In her previous life, she was sent to Ning Yin in early autumn.
February 17, early morning.
Yu Lingxi woke up in a daze, turned over on the couch, and then rolled into a solid embrace.
She raised her hand and touched it, and suddenly opened her eyes, encountering a pair of dark and clear eyes.
"Ning Yin?"
Yu Lingxi blinked. It had been a while since she had seen him when she woke up, and for a moment she thought she was still in a dream.
Her sleepy look was a bit charming, and her eyes were hook-like.
A dark smile bloomed in Ning Yin's eyes, and she stretched out her fingers to crush the little hooks at the end of her eyes, and said softly: "Get up, after you have eaten, I will take you back to the Yu Mansion."
"Back to the Yu Mansion?"
The little lunatic said today Have you changed your gender?
After Yu Lingxi finished washing and eating, she boarded Ning Yin's carriage with full of doubts.
In front of the palace gate, several attendants were taking down the old palace lanterns and replacing them with brand new red lanterns.
The palace maids came and went in an orderly manner, carrying candlesticks, silks and other items.
Before Yu Lingxi could take a closer look, Ning Yin lowered the car curtain and gently twisted her head until she could only see him in her eyes and heart.
Yu Lingxi also missed her parents, but she couldn't bear to let go of the little lunatic. She blinked and smiled: "Suddenly showing kindness and sending me home, aren't you afraid that you will miss me in the future?"
"You must have overestimated yourself."
Ning Yinwan He gave a very shallow smile and said meaningfully, "It's only one day, I can still afford to wait."
"One day?"
Yu Lingxi always felt that his expression was unpredictable, and she didn't know what bad idea he was brewing.
But soon, when the carriage stopped in front of the gate of Yu Mansion, Yu Lingxi finally knew what the phrase "one day" meant.
The entire Yu Mansion was extremely lively. Yu Xinyi personally directed his servants to hang the red silk flowers on the plaque at the main entrance. From time to time, he stepped back and looked at it and said: "It's crooked, go a little further to the left."
When she saw her sister getting off the carriage in Prince Jing's Mansion, she put her hands on her hips. He smiled and said, "Sui Sui, are you back? The Shangyi Bureau has sent the auspicious clothes and phoenix crowns over. Come and see if they fit!"
"Sister, this is..."
Yu Lingxi looked at the lively red silk clothes in the house. The word "happy" suddenly seemed to have guessed something, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Ning Yin, who was smiling freely at his side.
"He didn't tell you?"
Yu Xinyi was frightened by her sister's confused reaction and said in shock, "No, tomorrow is your wedding. His Highness really didn't tell you?"
waterside pavilion.
On the stone table in the middle, there is a pair of exquisitely packaged glass wine glasses and a pot of sake.
Hearing the footsteps approaching lightly, Xue Cen paused and turned around.
When their eyes met, he was noticeably thinner, and there was residual melancholy in his gentle brows, which looked a bit like the last time they met in their previous lives.
"Second sister..."
Realizing that the address was inappropriate, his Adam's apple twitched, and he changed his words with a smile, "I heard that the second sister is happy to be married, so I specially prepared a small gift to congratulate you."