MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 48 crazy

The guards of the Yu family would regularly inspect the surrounding area every night, and today they found a pile of crumpled oil paper for wrapping cakes at the corner of the opposite street.

The guard felt suspicious and immediately reported it to Yu Huanchen.

"Someone has been stalking here day and night, and the target is probably me."

Yu Huanchen touched the greased paper and wiped away the crumbs of pasta on his fingertips, "Go and search around carefully."

The guard took the order, and the results were achieved in less than a cup of tea.

Seven or eight feet away, there were two or three drops of blood scattered in the hidden debris pile at the end of the alley.

"The blood is still fresh, no more than half an hour old."

The guard reported, "However, there were no traces of fighting around, nor were there any wounded or corpses."

Yu Huanchen frowned with heroic sword eyebrows.

Did it run away, or was it cleaned up?

Is the person who made the move the East Palace, or the Eunuch Party?

No matter which faction it is, it is obvious that the comer is not good...

Yu Huanchen's face changed when he thought of his wife and younger sister who were happily going out in the carriage.

"not good."

He stood up abruptly, strode forward and said, "Get your horse ready!"

…

Before the sun had completely set, there was a heat wave when we went out.

Su Guan took Yu Lingxi to drink ice building to sit for a while, and ate two bowls of bayberry ice drink and papaya fried. When the sun rolls down on the ridge of the roof and the evening wind picks up, I can get on the carriage and return home.

On the table in the car, the bronze ice mirror exudes a cool air, and a freshly punched grape cheese is frozen.

The grapes that Ning Yinchang bought were very sour, he himself ate them without changing his face, but Yu Lingxi's teeth were sour.

It just so happened that the grape cheese from Yinbinglou was in season, sweet and milky, much more delicious than the ones he bought, so she took a copy and planned to take it back for him to taste.

"Sui Sui, do you think this ice jade looks better with Ruolu tassels, or this dark blue one?"

Su Wan came over with several styles of tassels, looking quite hesitant.

Yu Lingxi closed the ice mirror with her bare hands, took the two tassels and compared them, and said, "If the green is fresh, but my brother is a general after all, it's better for Dailan to be more stable..."

Before the words were finished, the coachman uttered a "wow", and the carriage stopped suddenly.

Yu Lingxi and Su Wan bumped into each other, both humming softly.

"Young Madam, Miss."

Qing Xiao said from the outside of the car, "The trafficker's vehicle in front of him has overturned, blocking the way. The subordinate has ordered someone to clear the place. Please wait for a moment, young madam and miss."

Yu Lingxi raised the curtain of the car and looked forward.

A foot away, a cart selling melons collided with an ox cart full of soybeans, and the red, yellow, and yellow melons rolled to the ground, attracting a group of children and beggars to scramble for it, creating chaos.

Yufu's carriages were blocked on the stone bridge connecting Xuanping Street and Yongning Street. The bridge deck was narrow and it was difficult for the carriages and horses to turn around.

On the bank of the canal under the bridge, wicker is like smoke.

The servant of Xue's mansion wiped the sweat from his chin, looked around and said, "My lord, the bridge is blocked, let's go another way."

Xue Cen sat upright, with no trace of anxiety on Qing Juan's face, he looked at the carriage of the Yu Mansion stopped on the bridge.

The boy knew that his master's dementia had occurred again, and he couldn't help sighing heavily, so he leaned on the carriage and waited for Lutong, fanning the wind with his sleeves.

The setting sun is thrown into the water of Yongning Canal, and the floating light jumps into gold.

Unknown birds flit across the water and perch on the willow trees by the bridge.

Seeing Yu Lingxi looking at the quarreling melon sellers and oxcart owners at the bridgehead, Su Wan reassured: "Don't worry, the bridge deck will be smooth soon, and it won't delay the time to return home."

With the warm light of the setting sun in Yu Lingxi's eyes, she was extremely beautiful, and said thoughtfully, "I'm not worried about this."

She just felt a little strange.

A carload of melons and a carload of beans is not an important cargo. Why do you need five or six strong men to transport it?

They were quarreling at the bridgehead, and they didn't seem to feel sorry for the melon beans rolling all over the ground, they just kept aiming in the direction of Yufu's carriage from the corner of their eyes.

Moreover, the weather is so hot, ordinary traffickers and pawns all roll up their sleeves and open their clothes, but this group of people are dressed tightly...

In an instant, Yu Lingxi had an extremely ominous intuition.

She lowered the car curtain and shouted in a low voice: "Qing Xiao, hurry up! Get off the bridge!"

But it was too late, a feathered arrow pierced through the curtain of the car, and nailed to Yu Lingxi's feet with a buzzing sound.

Taking the arrow as a signal, the melon farmers and traffickers who were pretending to be arguing just now all had fierce eyes, and pulled out the blade that had been hidden for a long time from under the cart, first cut down the two guards in front of them, and then rushed towards the carriage. go!

Qing Xiao immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Protect Miss and Young Madam!"

The solid wall of the car was destroyed by the eight-claw copper hook, and the wooden blocks were scattered all over the place, exposing Yu Lingxi and Su Guan to the assailants.

The crowd who witnessed everything screamed and scattered, those who ran for their lives ran for their lives, and those who reported to the officials reported.

Ten zhang away from the shore, the young servant of the Xue family was so frightened that his back felt chills, his legs were limp, and he shivered, "Young master, young master, there are villains trying to assassinate...Young master?!"

The carriage was empty, where was Xue Erlang?

…

Assassination was commonplace for Ning Yin in his previous life. Even the carriage he was riding in was specially modified. Just press a button, and iron walls will rise around the carriage. Assassination with the sword.

At that time, Yu Lingxi often complained that the carriage of the Regent's Palace was like a coffin.

And now, how much she missed Ning Yin's invulnerable "coffin".

Seeing that there were two women in the car instead of Yu Huanchen, the assassin was a little surprised, but he couldn't care less.

The arrow is on the string, and the only way to kill is to silence the mouth.

When the sound of the arrow piercing through the air came, Yu Lingxi subconsciously reached out to protect Su Wan, who was stunned by fright, and pressed her to crawl under the car.

Immediately there was a piercing pain in his left arm, and blood gushed out immediately, soaking the smoky-pink cloak.

"Sui Sui!"

Su Wan under him immediately opened his eyes wide, crying out in fright, "You're hurt!"

"The arrow rubbed, it's all right."

Yu Lingxi signaled Su Wan not to move, her beautiful apricot eyes were clean and quiet, she endured the pain and whispered, "Don't be afraid, sister-in-law."

Su Wan is the happiness that her elder brother missed in the previous life and was finally consummated in this life. She will never allow anyone to hurt her.

"Take the young lady and the young lady away!"

Qing Xiao desperately stopped the assassins who kept pouring out, and yelled at the coachman.

As soon as the coachman picked up the reins, the horse was frightened by the arrow, neighing and screaming.

The shaft of the carriage broke, and everything in the carriage was thrown out by a force.

Su Guan was protected by Yu Lingxi, rolled over and fell to the ground, and was soon pulled up by the only remaining guards in the Yu Mansion.

But Yu Lingxi's arm was injured, unable to climb up and cling to, she was thrown out of the carriage vigorously, and fell straight towards the ditch under the bridge.

"Sui Sui!"

"Second sister!"

As if frozen in that moment, Xue Cen was caught in the fleeing crowd, like a fish swimming against the current, desperately reaching out to Yu Lingxi who fell from the bridge.

But it was too far, too far.

He could only watch helplessly as Yu Lingxi sank into the splashing water like a butterfly with broken wings.

Xue Cen was stunned, and rushed towards the embankment without hesitation, but was hugged by the servant who rushed over in time.

"Second Young Master, you can't do it!"

The young man tried his best to feed him, fearing that he would fall into the lake again and cause his life to be in danger, he said loudly, "You don't know how to swim, forget it!"

"let go!"

Xue Cen, a gentle and elegant son of aristocrat, somehow got the strength to throw off the servant and jumped into the ditch.

He closed his eyes, endured his fear of the water, took stiff steps, waded through the chest-deep water and groped towards the direction where Yu Lingxi fell.

"Young master...Young master, open your eyes and take a look!"

The servant also jumped down and grabbed Xue Cenyuebai's sleeve robe, "You don't need to go, someone has already rescued the second girl!"

Xue Cen opened his eyes, only to see the boy in black appear at some time, jump off the bridge and lift Yu Lingxi out.

He showed up so timely and without hesitation.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the wet Yu Lingxi clasped the young man's shoulders, leaning on him in an extremely trusting posture, like a pair of mandarin ducks crossing necks in a storm of wind, frost and blood.

Xue Cen froze in the water with a pale face, and the rippling water waves held up his precious moon-white brocade robe, like a faint fog.

He and his second sister have known each other for ten years, but it seems that they are always one step late.

"Master?" The servant carefully supported him.

Xue Cen's lips moved, and he said hoarsely: "Let's go."

He turned around with difficulty, supported the embankment, and slid down again.

With thin hands, in just a moment, he didn't even have the strength to go ashore.

Someone made a move, and the rain of arrows ambushing behind the roof suddenly stopped.

Then the bodies of the three crossbowmen rolled down from the back of the roof and fell heavily to the ground without a sound.

Ning Yin carried Yu Lingxi ashore, and gently placed her under the willow tree to lean against.

"Wei Qi."

Yu Lingxi's clear skirt was soaked in water, and became thinner and more permeable, showing the delicate color of condensed snow.

She was embarrassed, but she looked at him with a smile in her eyes, as if she was not afraid of swords, frost, swords and rain as long as she saw him, with gentle trust.

Ning Yin's chin was dripping, staring at her bright eyes for a long time, then he took off his outer robe and put it on her body.

"Why not water it?"

His voice was low and soft, which was a precursor to his faint anger.

"Forget, forget..."

Yu Lingxi tightly hugged the wooden box in her hand, which contained the jade material she had chosen for Ning Yin.

Just now the horse was frightened, and many things were thrown out. She had nowhere to rely, so she subconsciously grabbed the box containing Moyu.

"And grape cheese..."

Thinking of the overturned ice mirror, her tone was full of regret.

His arm was numb and he couldn't use his strength, the wooden box fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Yu Lingxi wanted to pick it up, but she felt dizzy and fell forward.

Ning Yin hugged her in time, frowned, and tore off the cloak on her left arm, revealing the wound that was oozing blood.

The blood was the wrong color, reddish purple.

"How did it hurt?" Ning Yin's voice suddenly became hoarse.

"I was hit by an arrow..."

Before Yu Lingxi finished speaking, Ning Yin tore off the thin cloth on her arm and tied the cloth strips around her upper arm to stop the blood from flowing.

Then he leaned over and pressed his light-colored thin lips on her wound.

Her wound was hot, but Ning Yin's lips were cold.

Not being dazed for too long, a sharp pain brought her back to her thoughts, and Ning Yin sucked hard, spewing out a mouthful of purple blood.

Yu Lingxi was short of breath, and guessed from Ning Yin's overly cold face that the assassin's arrow must have been highly poisoned.

Ning Yin did not give up, followed by the second, third...

The poisonous blood splattered on the black jade poured out of the wooden box, and the black jade was stained with a strange and magnificent red.

Yu Lingxi remembered that after the death of her previous life, Ning Yin went to destroy Zhao's family.

Facing the piece of ancient town house jade held by his uncle tremblingly, he just smiled lightly and said: "I heard that the jade raised by human blood can be regarded as the rarest and best."

It turned out that it was true.

"Jade raised from human blood is really beautiful."

Yu Lingxi was still in the mood to joke, and raised her finger to gently stroke the blood splatter at the end of his eyes.

Her hands were shaking too much, and there was a smear of blood the size of a red bean, and the more she wiped it, the dirtier it became.

She simply gave up, put her forehead on Ning Yin's shoulder, and asked lightly, "Wei Qi, will I die?"

Ning Yin's half-drooped eyelashes moved, and then raised her eyes.

Against the sparkling waves, his indifferent lips were stained with deep purple blood, and his eyes were also like this piece of jade, dark and gloomy, revealing a strange dark red.

Yu Lingxi had no strength left, so she went to see what those bulging eyes were.

The paralysis spread along her arms, disturbing her sanity.

"Ning Yin, I have never asked you for anything..."

The evening wind blew gently, her eyelashes trembled, as if she was extremely sleepy, she said softly, "If I die, can you not... hide me in the secret room, I am afraid of the dark."

"Hush, keep quiet." Ning Yin suddenly put his finger on her lips.

His lips pressed against her ear, stubborn but soft: "Miss will not die, no one can make you die."

Yu Lingxi doesn't like blood, he hasn't killed anyone for a long time.

but…

"Close your eyes."

Ning Yin raised her hand to cover Yu Lingxi's eyes, and said softly, "I'll go and clear the road."

Yu Lingxi's feather-like eyelashes gently brushed against his palm, and then nodded obediently: "Okay."

Ning Yin brushed her wet sideburns behind her ears, got up, and walked towards the swords and swords on the bridge.

Yu Lingxi quietly opened her eyes, and in her blurred vision, she saw the corpses of the assassins falling off the bridge and falling into the water like blossoming dumplings one by one.

Everything happens in an instant.

For a person like Ning Yin, the more out of control he is, the calmer he looks on the face.

He saved the assassin with the poisonous arm crossbow until the end, and raised the point of his sword, pointing at the terrified nose of the opponent.

"Which hand hurt her? The left arm?"

The assassin wanted to run, but felt a chill in his left arm.

He opened his eyes wide and saw his arm flying in the air together with the bow and crossbow, drawing a **** arc under the setting sun.

Ning Yin walked forward slowly, nailing the man under his feet, and moved the tip of the sword to the right: "Or, the right arm?"

The screams resounded across the bridge, and then the left leg, right leg...

The blood-colored flower splashed on Ning Yin's cold and handsome face, and bloomed in the bottom of his dark eyes, beautiful and crazy.

For the first time, he did not kill for pleasure, but only to vent his anger.

And the anger in his heart came from the panic of losing Yu Lingxi.

He used to think that death was the most unimportant thing in this world, even if it was something he was reluctant to part with, if it was frozen after death, it seemed to be no different from being alive.

But when Yu Lingxi asked the phrase "Will I die", he, a wicked and heartless person, was so clumsy that he could only cover up his panic with silence.

Her eyes are clear and beautiful, her voice is soft but firm, when she smiles, it seems like her hair is shining...

If you die, these are gone.

The fallen stars are nothing but a scorched black waste rock. Only by living in the night sky can we radiate light.

Ning Yin stabbed the curly-edged sword into the tattered corpse that had long been silent, and smiled.

He finally understood one thing: Yu Lingxi is different.

Even if everyone died and turned into ashes, she had to live proudly and brightly forever.

With less than half a cup of tea, only Qing Xiao was left standing on the bridge.

Ning Yin turned her handsome face to look at him, her eyes against the light were stained red with blood.

Rao is this loyal guard who has experienced many battles, but he couldn't help but take half a step back under the pressure of the killing intent in front of him, swallowed his throat and said: "Wei Qi, you..."

Qing Xiao's eyes darkened, and he fell to the ground and passed out.

The setting sun gathers the last ray of afterglow, and darkness invades from the northwest.

Yu Huanchen rushed to the Yongning Bridge with his personal guards, and this was what he saw.

The wreckage after the fierce battle stood upright all over the ground, and the Yongning Canal was rippling, and the rouge color thicker than the setting sun smeared under the soaked corpses.

And the streets are full of bridges, not a single living thing stands.

The young man named Wei Qi came steadily with his comatose and injured younger sister in his arms. The wind brushed his neat dark clothes, as if what he was crossing was not a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but a beautiful field of flowers.

He is a **** and also a Shura.

Such a sense of oppression is definitely not something a guard can have.

Yu Huanchen quickly got off his horse, first found Su Wan who was dizzy at the end of the bridge, stretched out his hand to probe his nose, and said with a long sigh, "Wei Qi, put Sui Sui down, I will take her..."

Ning Yin didn't even stop in his footsteps, and led Yu Lingxi onto the horse's back, slapped the horse's **** with his backhand, and left in the dust.

Yu Huanchen hugged his wife and couldn't get away to chase after him, he couldn't help frowning: Where is he taking Suisui? !