Marrying The Villain - Chapter 61

Yu Lingxi casually asked about Ning Yin’s situation, thinking she was quite restrained.

Unexpectedly, even Tang Buli noticed it, which is not a good thing.

Yu Lingxi swallowed the pear piece carefully, and the tip of her tongue, which was paralyzed by the decoction, could no longer taste whether it was sweet or sour, and said with a slight smile, “Suddenly there is an extra prince in the imperial court, who is not curious? Let alone me who is recovering from a serious illness patient.”

“That’s true. But for some reason, the emperor doesn’t like the seventh prince who has been lost and recovered. After so long, he doesn’t even have a title, and few people have seen his appearance.”

Tang Buli peeled a piece of pear and stuffed it into his mouth, he held his chin and said, “If you want me to say that the Seventh Prince would be as free as an ordinary commoner! Why do you have to go back to the palace to wade through these muddy waters?”

Yu Lingxi lowered her eyes.

She knew why Ning Yin wanted to go back, his blood and hatred were buried there.

Her heart began to be stuffy again, and she was in a throbbing pain, so Yu Lingxi quickly took a salt and pepper plum in her mouth to calm herself down.

The past two months were mostly leisurely and sweet, and she hasn’t been addicted to spicy food for a long time, so her throat hurt from choking for a moment, she changed the subject in a harsh voice: “By the way, Ah Li, you just said that you are engaged, who is it?”

Mentioning this matter, Tang Buli drooped his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, “It’s Chen Jian, the grandson of Mrs. Chen.”

Hearing the name “Chen Jian”, Yu Lingxi’s heart skipped a beat.

She remembered that Tang Buli was also married to Chen Jian in her previous life. This person was a man of wealth and wealth, and his lustful face was undoubtedly revealed after marriage. Later, when Chen Jian got drunk and made a slip of the tongue, he insulted the regent Ning Yin behind his back, and his tongue was pulled out in public…

Fate has gone round and round, is it going to return to the original point?

“A Li is overjoyed to be married, I should be happy.”

Yu Lingxi chose her words carefully, and reminded, “But I heard that Chen Jian is passionate and arrogant, and his reputation is not right, so he needs to think twice.”

“Really? Then why did the people my grandmother sent to inquire all say that Chen Jian is a simple, honest and refined gentleman…”

Tang Buli guessed that Chen Jiading had bribed the matchmaker, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, and he was even more resistant to this marriage.

Considering that Yu Lingxi was still ill, Tang Buli couldn’t bother her with these things, so he pretended not to care, he gnawed a pear and said, “Let’s not talk about that, when I copied scriptures for my grandmother to pray for blessings yesterday, I also I copied a copy for you. I have already asked the abbot of Jinyun Temple to consecrate it, and put it under the pillow when Sui Sui sleeps, it can ward off disasters and diseases.”

As he spoke, Tang Buli took out a square golden cloth bag, which contained a thick stack of hand-written scriptures.

Yu Lingxi knew that Tang Buli hated reading and writing most of the time, but now he was willing to copy thick scriptures to pray for her. This loyalty comforted her a lot.

“Thank you, Ali.”

Yu Lingxi took the cloth bag with both hands and put it under the pillow, and said with a smile, “Where’s your little man who copied books?”

“What sir?”

Tang Buli was stunned for a while before realizing that she was referring to the scholar she met on the night of Qixi Festival, and said in a low voice, “Oh, you said Zhou Yunqing! How can I have spare money to support him to copy books? I will send him away after Qixi Festival.”

“Who?”

Yu Lingxi suspected that she had misheard the name, “What did you say his name was?”

“Zhou Yunqing! The hidden Yun, the guest’s Qing.”

Tang Buli looked at Yu Lingxi’s expression suspiciously, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

It really is him!

Yu Lingxi was stunned for a while, and suddenly held Tang Buli’s hand very solemnly, “A Li, can you still find Zhou Yunqing? Find it, so I can make a confession.”

She vaguely remembered that in her previous life, Chen Jian was drunk and insulted the regent, and was asked to be executed in public with his tongue pulled out.

The person in charge of this case is one of Ning Yin’s confidantes—Tian Hualang, who was in Tianzhao’s 15th year, and Zhou Yunqing, the newly promoted young minister of Dali Temple who is known as the “cold-faced judge”.

It is impossible for the capital to have two Zhou Yunqings!

Tang Buli looked dazed, put down the half-eaten pear, reached out to check the temperature of Yu Lingxi’s forehead, and said, “Are you all right, Suisui? Why are you talking so strangely?”

After Tang Buli walked away grumblingly, his servants came to report again, saying that the Xue family had sent someone to bring ginseng, bird’s nest and other things.

According to the servant girl, Xue Cen also came twice, and each time he sat there for a long time before leaving with red eyes.

At that time, Yu Lingxi was so sick that she lost her mind, and she didn’t know if the servant girl was exaggerating.

However, she remembered several times when she was half asleep and half awake, and she always felt that there was a person sitting far away outside the curtain looking at her. Could it be that he was too sick and mistook the visiting Xue Cen for Ning Yin?

Yu Lingxi fell back on the couch again, touched the jade hairpin on her head, and felt a hole in her heart, empty and leaking from the wind.

I don’t know what’s going on with Ning Yin.

She closed her eyes and sighed, she was going crazy.

…

East Palace.

The attendant escorted an old grey-haired palace lady up, pinned down her hunchback, and forced her to kneel on the ground.

Ning Tan raised his drunken eyelids, looked at the trembling old woman muttering words, frowned and asked, “Is that just a crazy woman?”

The attendant said: “The humble post has confirmed that this old maid is the only one who served the empress back then and is still alive.”

The person who fled for 20 years after leaving the palace at the age of one, suddenly appeared a few days ago.

But if there is no hidden story about what happened back then, why did these palace people die and escape?

Ning Tan’s face darkened, and he waved away the attendant.

For this investigation, he borrowed troops from the imperial army, without letting Cui An and the queen know.

Ning Tan staggered to his feet, kicked the frightened old woman with his toes, and said in a rough voice, “Old man, do you know who Gu is? He is the Prince of the East Palace. I have something to ask you…”

It was good that he didn’t mention this, but when he heard the words “Prince of the East Palace”, the old woman suddenly jumped up.

She stared wide-eyed, as if she saw something frightening, she kept waving her skinny hands and said, “Your maidservant didn’t say anything! This maidservant doesn’t know anything! Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…”

Ning Tan was almost scratched by her, and immediately lost her patience: “Quickly tell me! What happened back then! Who wants to kill you?”

“Go mother and keep the son, go mother and keep the son…”

No matter how hard she asked, the old woman only muttered this sentence vaguely.

“Go mother… keep the son?”

Ning Tan chewed on this sentence, suddenly pushed the woman to the ground, and shouted in panic, “You witch, you are talking nonsense! You are the empress’s own son! You are the son of a legitimate son!”

“Your Majesty, forgive me, please calm your anger…Qing Luo has sunk into the well, and they are all dead!”

The old woman trembled and raised a finger, “shh”, and coaxed almost humblely, “No one knows the origin of His Highness the Second Highness, no one knows. The servants will not tell…”

Prince Ning Tan is ranked second, and it is self-evident who this “Second Highness” is.

Surprised and angry, he strangled the old woman’s collar, twisted and asked: “Who is Qing Luo? Ah? You speak!”

The old woman was twisted so that her eyes were wide open, and she said intermittently: “Qing Luo is… the maidservant of the empress, the birth… mother of the second highness… the empress is infertile, so Qing Luo… uh!”

Under the stimulation, the old woman twitched, drooling and fell to the ground, unable to ask any more questions.

Ning Tan seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and fell to the ground with cold hands and feet.

When the rumors spread earlier, he was determined to find out. Now hearing the testimony of the palace attendant who delivered the baby with her own ears, there is only endless panic left.

If he is not the empress’ son, but the son of a lowly court lady, he is a **** used by the empress to consolidate her position…

The Xue family’s secret support and his position as the crown prince will all come to naught.

The old woman was dragged down, Ning Tan poured a jug of wine, and then smashed the jug on the ground.

Kill this woman?

No, it cannot be killed.

The queen mother seems to be indifferent to the world, but in fact she has deep thoughts, and he must leave a way out for himself. If the queen mother wants to abolish him in the future, this old woman will be the best bargaining chip.

Ning Tan showed a distorted smile that was uglier than crying, and felt that he was extremely smart.

…

By the time Yu Lingxi was able to go down to the ground, the scorching sun had turned cool and mild, and the leaves under the eaves were turning slightly yellow.

There were several dry lotuses standing beside the trestle in the lotus pool, but no one casually raised his hand to feed the koi and caught her.

The Royal Autumn Hunt left camp vigorously, but Yu Lingxi did not participate in the end.

One is that she really has no energy, and the other is that she doesn’t know how to face Ning Yin.

In her dreams in recent days, she always dreamed that when she waved away, Ning Yin’s eyes were as silent as black ice, and his gaze was like a knife, piercing her heart.

She rested in the mansion for a few days and began to analyze the current situation calmly.

Ever since the emperor divided father’s military power in a few words, the Yu family has had a very difficult and cautious life.

The emperor couldn’t grasp the reason for the collusion between the Yu family and the prince, and gradually became distracted, and began to use gentle tactics to appease the Yu family father and son.

Ning Yin’s side…

Forget it, let’s try to continue to delay the wedding.

Just as he was thinking about it, Yu Huanchen and Yu Xinyi unexpectedly returned a day early.

“Brother, sister.”

Hearing the sound of horseshoes coming back, Yu Lingxi rushed out to greet her, and asked, “Didn’t you go with the emperor for Qiushou? Why did you come back early?”

She worried that something had gone wrong with the hunt.

After all, although Ning Yin is a “stain” who is not qualified to seize the reserve, his appearance will definitely disrupt the layout of the court and sting some people’s eyes.

Yu Xinyi didn’t have the sharp mind of Yu Huanchen, so he said “嗐”, and quickly said: “The emperor suddenly had a cold, and the dragon’s body was not healthy, so he left the camp and returned to the palace ahead of time.”

Yu Lingxi said “Oh”, but she was relieved.

Yu Huanchen put Yaomei’s petty emotions into his eyes, got off the horse and said, “By the way, Sui Sui, the Empress’s birthday is approaching, just now the female officer of Kunning Palace came to deliver the decree, announcing you to enter the palace to celebrate her birthday together.”

Sure enough, Yu Lingxi’s previously relaxed brows frowned slightly again.

Yu Huanchen couldn’t bear it.

But in comparison, he didn’t want his sister to be involved in the dangerous vortex again because of Ning Yin, so he sighed cruelly: “Your sister will accompany you. Prepare well, Sui Sui.”

On the ninth day of October, the queen’s birthday, there is a grand banquet in the palace.

As soon as the day dawned, Yu Lingxi went to the bed to freshen up, and changed into a delicate and elegant long-sleeved dress.

There is still some time before the change in her previous life. If she remembers correctly, Ning Yin should be keeping a low profile and living in seclusion at this time, so she seldom shows up in front of the courtiers.

Ning Yin probably won’t participate in the queen’s birthday banquet, right?

I remember that in the previous life, among the dignitaries at the banquet that my uncle wanted to curry favor with, there was no Ning Yin at all… Yu Lingxi couldn’t tell whether it was happiness or worry for a while.

For the queen’s birthday banquet, every lady’s hairpin and clothing has a high grade. In order to avoid extra complications, Yu Lingxi thought about it, and took off the threaded Ruiyun hairpin on the bun, and carefully put it in the drawer.

At that time, there were bustling cars and BMWs parked outside the palace gate.

Yu Lingxi followed her sister out of the car, and saw a refined and handsome figure approaching, wearing a ding-dong ring, and called out to her, “Second Sister.”

Yu Lingxi was not surprised that Xue Cen would be waiting here.

After all, everyone knew about the marriage of the two families, and it was the intention of His Majesty and the Empress to match up, and the nature of the match was quite different. Therefore, on such an occasion, in order to show the great kindness of the Emperor, she and Xue Cen should go to the banquet together to thank them.

Yu Lingxi showed a decent smile and bowed back: “Wait a long time.”

The girl in front of her wore a flying fairy bun today, revealing her slender and fair neck. She was wearing a light crimson gown fluttering in the breeze, making the sunlight even dimmed.

Xue Cen’s eyes were filled with the astonishment and satisfaction of getting what he wanted, even though Yu Lingxi’s eyes were as flat as autumn water at this time, without any waves.

He smiled, and said warmly: “Second sister please, Miss Yu please.”

As soon as Yu Lingxi and Xue Cen entered the arena, they caused a little commotion.

I don’t know if the Ministry of Rites got the emperor’s order or what, the Yu family and the Xue family are clearly distinct civil and military families, but the banquet tables are arranged in one place.

All right.

Yu Lingxi frowned and had to sit next to Xue Cen.

As soon as I was seated, I heard a louder commotion from the banquet.

Someone whispered: “Look quickly, the Seventh Prince is here!”

Yu Lingxi’s hand trembled as she poured the tea, and two drops splashed out.

Why is he here?

Could it be a memory error?

In a daze, the **** sang sharply: “The Seventh Prince has arrived—”

Among the palace walls and vermilion halls, among the shadows of fragrant clothes and temples, a familiar figure with a folding fan and a purple robe and jade crown came slowly.

In an instant, Yu Lingxi’s heart choked, as if she had seen her previous life.