Chapter 78： secret

Because of the sudden assassination, the walls of the palace were basically emptied, and there were still lanterns left in the attic by the female family members hastily dropped them.

The Xuande Gate was in chaos, and the imperial guards were heavily guarded, but no one dared to stop Ning Yin's footsteps.

The night wind was cold, blowing down the sky full of stars.

Ning Yin carried Yu Lingxi into the carriage of Prince Jing's Mansion, then spread her cloak to wrap her in her arms, stroking her trembling shoulders.

The guard did not look sideways, and asked for instructions: "Where does Your Highness want to go?"

Ning Yin lowered her eyes and said warmly, "Take Suisui to see the lanterns, how about?"

How could Yu Lingxi care to look at the lamp?

She thought of the living sky lantern that burned vigorously in her previous life, and Ning Yin's blood-stained purple robe of despair and madness, a lump in her throat.

"Call the imperial doctor to detoxify."

Yu Lingxi tightly grasped Ning Yin's skirt, breathing lightly.

Ning Yin laughed, and held Yu Lingxi's hand: "I have tasted poison since I was a child, and my physique is different from ordinary people. This dose can't kill anyone."

"Go call the doctor!"

Yu Lingxi raised her eyes stubbornly, and her tone increased.

The guards outside the carriage subconsciously shook their shoulders when they heard the solemn voice inside the carriage.

Ever since King Jing came to power, he has been very thoughtful and ruthless. How has anyone dared to order him in such a tone? This girl is too pampered.

The guards were worried, but Ning Yin laughed indulgently.

He touched the bright flower tinsel on Yu Lingxi's forehead with his lips, and said calmly, "Go back to the mansion and call Yaolang over."

On the palace wall, Cui An was stabbed by Yu Huanchen to remove his hat.

His slightly curly hair, which is different from that of Han people, hangs down, adding a bit of gloom to his fair face.

After all, Cui An is an eunuch, without the empress to sit in the town, his reputation is not right, the dozens of guards under his command have all lost their morale, only a few confidants are still stubbornly resisting.

Yu Huanchen pointed his sword at Cui An, and said in a deep voice, "The Seven Clans of Mobei have already been destroyed, why do you need to stir up trouble again?"

"If you saw your father beheaded and killed, and you changed from a promising general's son to a guard's eunuch, would you also persuade yourself like this?"

The night was thick as ink, and Cui An slowly straightened his messy hair, "General Yu made a name for himself by beheading my father and his clansmen, but now his son has come to ask me 'why'... What a noble sentiment."

Yu Huanchen frowned: "My father was only ordered to march to the north. If you hadn't used it to offer beauties to poison the former emperor of this dynasty, how could you bring about the disaster of extermination?"

"Karma retribution, so what's wrong with me avenging my people?"

Cui An's smiling face all the year round finally showed a bit of resentment, "During the Northern Expedition last autumn, your Yu family should have died in Saibei."

The emperor didn't even have time to comb his hair, so he rushed to Xuande Gate under the **** of Ning Zizhuo and Yu Xinyi, and what he heard was Cui An's words.

"It's reversed! It's all reversed!"

The emperor's cloudy eyes widened and he coughed continuously in anger.

He entrusted with the important task of valet. It turned out to be the remnants of the enemy generals who lurked into the palace!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he might still be kept in the dark!

Cui An narrowed his eyes.

It was only then that he realized that Yu Huanchen was deliberately delaying time so that the emperor could understand who was the real traitor who "connected with the enemy inside and outside".

"I am not wronged if I lose at your hands."

Cui An raised his hands and took a step back until his back touched the railing of the palace wall, and stepped up.

Before Yu Huanchen could stop him, Cui An had already jumped off the tower on his back.

He quickly adjusted his body and climbed onto the intertwined light ropes, buffered by the strength of the ropes, and rolled to the ground. Then he killed two guards who had no time to react, and was taken away by the long-awaited party, and used the cover of night to blend in with the fleeing crowd.

Yu Huanchen slapped the railing hard, frowning.

Yu Xinyi asked Ning Zizhuo to settle down the emperor, stepped forward and said, "I've already been chased by someone, and I can't escape."

What Yu Huanchen thought was not about this matter, even if he didn't make a move, King Jing's people would never let Cui An go.

He just didn't expect that Cui An would be carrying out his revenge plan from such an early age.

If he hadn't suffered a serious illness last year by accident and missed Beizheng, he wouldn't know what was waiting for the Yu family.

…

Ning Yin's people moved very quickly, and when they returned to Prince Jing's mansion, the half-disfigured Yao Lang was already waiting in the court.

There are no brightly colored lanterns in Prince Jing's Mansion. The only bright colors are the paired and staggered floor-to-ceiling candlesticks in the hall.

Yao Lang obviously came prepared, took his pulse and checked Ning Yin's symptoms, and lazily said: "Although this poison is dangerous, but due to His Highness's special constitution, inhalation is not much, so it is not fatal for the time being."

Yao Lang took out two black pills and handed them to Ning Yin.

The medicine was painful to look at, and Yu Lingxi was about to pour water for him to take, but Ning Yin pinched the two pills and put them in his mouth, chewed them carefully and swallowed them.

He enjoyed the bitter pills as if he was tasting some kind of delicious candy.

After taking the pill, which was about a cup of tea, Ning Yin raised his hand to his lips, coughed up a mouthful of blood without changing his face, and a ray of bright red leaked from his nose.

Yu Lingxi choked for breath: "Why do you still vomit blood?"

"Don't be afraid, little lady, it's better to spit out this poisonous blood."

Yaolang took a pen and wrote a prescription, and handed it to Ning Yindao, "Two doses a day, for seven consecutive days. After tonight, I will go out to travel around the world. Please take care, Your Highness. No matter how invulnerable my body is." I can't help but toss like this."

After all, he didn't stay any longer, and said goodbye with the medicine box on his back.

The attendant took the prescription and went down to decoct the medicine. Only Yu Lingxi's short and depressed breathing remained in the hall.

"Why are you crying?"

Ning Yin took Yu Lingxi into her arms, raised her hand to wipe her tears, and said in a low voice, "It's just such a baby, Suisui, if I cry badly, I won't regret it even if I die 10,000 times."

Yu Lingxi endured all the way, but when she saw the blood stained on Ning Yin's lips, tears still overflowed uncontrollably.

She raised her sleeve and wiped his lips, and said in a choked voice, "But, I only have such a baby, Ning Yin."

Ning Yin looked at her quietly.

The candles were shining brightly in front of my eyes, and the broken hole in my heart was slowly healing, pouring in warm heat.

He laughed, and that smile looked extraordinarily gorgeous and crazy against the smudged blood between his thin lips.

"You know what, Sui Sui."

Ning Yin gently touched Yu Lingxi's brows with her forehead, put her nose against the tip of her nose, and said softly, "I'm very happy tonight."

In his lingering voice, there was a morbid satisfaction, as if he had finally harvested a rare treasure in the masochistic toss.

Yu Lingxi choked thousands of words in her throat, and finally let go of her body.

Fortunately, after Ning Yin took the pill, her nosebleed really stopped.

He took off his clothes and soaked in the misty soup pool, and his face gradually became more alive.

After a while, he stood up with a bang, and the water drops fell from his cold, white and vigorous body, and he walked ashore slowly with wet marks all over the floor like this.

Yu Lingxi had taken off her shoes and socks and was leaning on the couch, when she suddenly saw the strong body with narrow waist and long legs, her heart skipped a beat.

She subconsciously turned her face away, pursed her lips and said, "You knew the queen was going to kill you?"

Ning Yin grabbed a black robe and wrapped it up, and sat opposite Yu Lingxi: "If you want to catch a big fish, you have to use your body as bait."

Seeing her frowning, Ning Yin laughed nonchalantly, "I can't die anyway."

"If you can't die, no one will feel sorry for you?"

Yu Lingxi glared at him, and said with lingering fear, "Since you are prepared, why didn't you do it earlier? You can do it earlier."

Ning Yin's black hair was disheveled, and his thin black robe made his cheeks extraordinarily white.

He leaned against the back of the chair, thought for a while and said, "Because I want Suisui to feel bad."

He thought at the time: Lingxi's heart is so soft, maybe she is more pitiful, and she will never want to leave for the rest of her life.

But seeing Yu Lingxi crying in anxiety, seeing her stabbing the dagger at the enemy without hesitation...

In the end, it was himself who felt distressed.

"Just because of this?" Yu Lingxi couldn't believe it.

Ning Yin remained silent, and reached out to pull her.

Yu Lingxi dodged his hand, stared at him for a while, and then repeated in words: "You bet your life for this?"

She was a little angry, she didn't like Ning Yin's ignorance of his body.

Probably seeing her sullenness, Ning Yin's expression calmed down.

The water drops from the edge of the pool dripped into the soup pool, and there was a ding-dong sound, creating circles of shallow ripples.

After a long time, when Yu Lingxi thought that Ning Yin would not open his mouth to explain, his pale thin lips parted slightly: "That woman hates me, the day she escaped from the palace..."

He only said a word, and then closed his lips tightly.

Yu Lingxi was stunned for a moment before she realized that the "that woman" that Ning Yin was talking about was probably his mother.

This is the deepest secret buried in Ning Yin's heart. In his previous life, he would rather obliterate everything related to Concubine Li than mention anything about it.

Yu Lingxi intuitively felt that all of Ning Yin's paranoid pains were related to this sharp secret.

The annoyance in her heart was like smoke blown by the wind, suddenly drifting away, leaving only a touch of melancholy and confusion.

She sat on the couch and looked at Ning Yin for a long time, and seeing that he had no intention of speaking again, she asked in a muffled voice, "Can I rely on you?"

Ning Yin looked at her, pursed her lips slightly, and tapped her knees with her fingers.

So Yu Lingxi got up, sat on Ning Yin's lap with a light lilac-colored skirt, and rested her head on his shoulder.

Ning Yin didn't say anything, she lowered her head and rubbed her temple hair with the tip of her nose, and folded her arms to hug her.

Yu Lingxi let him bury his face in his neck. What he really needed to rely on at this moment was this little lunatic who was gambling with his life.

"I was weak since I was a child, so my mother put all her energy into taking care of me, teaching me how to speak and read, cutting clothes and combing my hair."

Yu Lingxi said with a smile, "She is the most gentle and considerate mother I have ever seen."

"Is it?"

Ning Yin's deep voice came from beside her ears, "When I was born, that woman never looked at me because my body was filled with the blood of her husband and enemy."

Yu Lingxi pressed her face closer, and lowered her voice: "Auntie also asked for my nickname from Ci'an Temple. She hopes that I will be safe every year."

"My nickname, yes."

Ning Yin laughed, "Little bastard, bastard... But most of the time, she doesn't bother to call me."

Yu Lingxi wrapped her arms around his waist, unable to speak any more.

Maybe it was a start, or maybe the Xiangruan in his arms was too warm at this time, so Ning Yin took it on his own.

"That woman is proud of herself, but she is also cowardly and cowardly. She doesn't want to compromise, and she doesn't have the courage to die, so she lives a very painful life..."

Ning Yin's voice was soft and calm, as if she was telling someone else's story.

He said that the woman was forcibly occupied by the enemy, and tried to change her identity and brought her into the palace, but she was tortured until she became hysterical. She often sat still and cried bitterly. Gradually, even her enemies lost interest in her.

It is a disgrace to have a crazy concubine, not to mention that it was his former sister-in-law who was driven crazy. The enemy was afraid that his image of being wise and powerful would be tarnished, so he simply sealed off the woman and her palace, and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

In the cold palace, Li Fei's only pleasure is to torture her son.

It seems that as long as she inflicts pain on her son, she can obtain temporary relief.

Days passed year by year, and gradually, even the emperor forgot the existence of his son.

Until late at night one day, two eunuchs from Kunning Palace were throwing their corpses in the dry well outside the Leng Palace. When they were burning the evidence, they were smashed by Concubine Li who was separated by a wall.

The people who died were all maids who served the queen to give birth, and they were murdered and silenced on the eve before they left the palace at the age of one.

Beside the dry well, there was still half a page of case records in the imperial hospital that hadn't been completely burned down, so Concubine Li knew a shocking secret—a secret that was enough to bring down the queen and bring her death.

"Did she take you out of the palace just to take refuge?"

Yu Lingxi's throat tightened.

"Yes and no."

Ning Yin put one arm around Yu Lingxi, supported her head with the other, and said slowly, "She does want to escape from the palace, but she doesn't plan to take me with her. As I said, she hates that man's dirty blood in my body." Blood."

Yu Lingxi was silent.

"Her ex-husband's old department worked hard to get in touch with her, and said they would take her out of the palace, far away. She was so happy that she cooked for me a bowl of sweet soup, which was the first time in her life. The first time I made soup for me, she said she would treat me well forever and coax me to drink the soup and go to bed quickly."

Ning Yin half-closed her eyes and laughed, "There is medicine in that soup, which is the Jiuyouxiang that Lingxi once begged for in the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm."

Yu Lingxi's heart skipped a beat, this was the first deception Ning Yin encountered.

"But she didn't expect that I was forced to cheat and feed a lot of poison since I was a child. My physique is different from ordinary people. The soup didn't have much effect on me, and I woke up in a daze in the middle of the night. Her plan was shattered. You can take me with you."

Speaking of this, Ning Yin laughed.

The smile was a little cold, and it was hard to tell whether it was sympathy or ridicule.

"She is so stupid. A mad woman who has been trapped in the cold palace for many years, how could it be worth the risk of others to save her? She managed to escape to the ruined temple outside the palace, but what was waiting there was the queen and Habayashi who came to 'catch the rape' guard."

Ning Yin's dark eyes turned cold, and she scoffed, "Lingxi already knows what will happen next."

All of this is nothing more than a trap laid by the empress to bribe Li Concubine's former subordinates in order to silence her in an upright manner.

The dilapidated small temple, the mottled stone Buddha with compassion, the night is so dark and cold, no one came to save them.

Empress Feng can't give birth to children, but she is willing to destroy other people's motherhood.

She threw a dagger in front of Concubine Li's mother and son, and asked her to make a choice.

"That woman didn't know that the old ministry she had hoped for had long been bribed by the queen and betrayed her. She felt that freedom was at hand."

Ning Yin said with a faint smile, "She looked at me, cried and said 'I'm sorry'."

"Ning Yin..."

Yu Lingxi's heart ached, and she couldn't bear to hear what happened next.

"When the dagger first pierced in, I heard a puff, followed by severe pain, a thousand times more painful than any whipping I received."

Ning Yin recalled, telling the cruelest scene in the calmest tone, "When the blood flowed too much, gradually I didn't feel the pain, I just felt dark and cold."

"do not talk…"

"That woman is really stupid. She knew such a big secret. How could the queen let her go? Probably because of Jiu Youxiang's blessing, or the woman's hand trembled so badly that she couldn't stab. Lying in the ruined temple, the woman was lying next to me, her body convulsed violently due to the poison, and her seven orifices were bleeding."

Toxic...

Yu Lingxi has heard that people who take this poison will not die immediately, but will die twisted and twisted after excruciating pain and struggle for a day and night, beyond recognition.

Ning Yin said that Concubine Li's beautiful face and body were twisted, but her red eyes were staring at him without blinking.

She was begging Ning Yin to give her a good time.

So, the boy was covered in blood, crying and sent the dagger into her convulsed body.

She finally calmed down, her purplish red lips trembling, she said intermittently: "Thanks... yes..."

A tear slipped from the corner of her eye into her hair, and no one knew who she shed the tear for.

"The first time I killed someone, I don't remember what it was like. I only know that the blood splashed in my eyes, and the sky and the bright moon were all dyed a beautiful bright red..."

"do not talk!"

Yu Lingxi surrounded Ning Yin and said in a trembling voice, "Stop talking, Ning Yin."

Ning Yin stroked Yu Lingxi's hair, then took her hand, and pressed it on her left chest along the open skirt.

"Wounded here."

His lacquered eyes were dark, and he led Yu Lingxi's hand to touch the thin scar on his chest, "That woman said, no one will love me."

"Love" is too empty, so for Ning Yin, as long as Yu Lingxi stays by his side forever, it is enough.

This is the way he loves.

"Are you a fool? Are you a fool!"

Yu Lingxi's eyes were sour, and she opened her beautiful eyes and said, "What do you want to prove? Can't you feel my love for you?"

Ning Yin bowed her head and hugged her silently.

Already felt it, very warm.

After all, no one would "protect" him foolishly holding a dagger like she did.

Feeling the strength of Ning Yin's hug, Yu Lingxi pursed her lips, cupped his handsome cheeks with both hands, and stared into his black eyes.

Then she leaned down, her soft breath brushed over his Adam's apple, over his collarbone, and finally kissed lightly on the scar on his heart.

Ning Yin's idle body tightened slightly, narrowed her eyes and said, "Sui Sui, what are you doing?"

"Loving you."

The water mist is dense, the flowers on the girl's forehead are as bright as fire, and her face is brighter and more attractive than the shadows of the lights in the pond.

She put her hand on his chest, pressed her lips gently and earnestly over every old wound, and kissed his youthful pain and despair.

Ning Yin was obviously taken aback.

Then his lacquered eyes were smudged with a smile, and his palms ran down her waist, hugging her and bouncing her up.

"not enough."

Ning Yin pinched her chin, "Love more."

Yu Lingxi blinked, kissed the tip of his nose without hesitation, and then moved down, printing the soft fragrance on his thin lips.

Ning Yin's eyes lowered, covering the surging depth.

He opened his mouth, letting his sweetheart's gentle mischief go.