Chapter 233: She will die eventually

On the back of the marriage card, a lot of small characters gradually appeared, those small characters are just some names: Qingluo: Qingliangyin, Xuanhuayan: Jinliangyin, Ling Luochen, Gongliangyin. Ye Liangyin: Luo Hanyu...
When Liang Yin and Ling Luochen returned, it was already night.
After Liang Yin came back, Ling Luochen let her rest in the room, and Ling Luochen went to the hall where there was a bath to help Liang Yin prepare the bath water.
Sit in the room for a while. Liang Yin got up and looked at the objects around him curiously.
The hall she was in was Ling Luochen's sleeping hall, in the hall.
Many things are very expensive, but the cool tone always feels like something is missing?
After thinking about it carefully, Liang Yin discovered that there were no bronze mirrors in this hall.
According to ordinary people, bronze mirrors are always put in the palace, why didn't Ling Luochen put them?
He doesn't like looking in the mirror?
Liang Yin didn't understand, but at this time, a transparent red butterfly flew in from outside the hall.
When the butterfly flicked its wings, a lot of shiny red powder was scattered. very nice.
The red butterfly gradually disappeared after flying in front of Liang Yin.
At the moment it dissipated, Ling Luochen's deep and magnetic voice rang out from the butterfly.
"Little fool, come and take a shower, the water has already been set for you."
When Liang Yin heard this, his eyes flashed with surprise, but he did not expect that this butterfly was actually a sound transmission butterfly. Sounds can be transformed into real objects...
Liang Yin raised his hand and gently touched the red butterfly that was gradually dissipating, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Although this guy is quite annoying, he is quite romantic!
Build a hall with baths, the southernmost part of all halls in the South Hall.
There is the back mountain, which has natural hot springs, and the springs built by the hot springs extend to the baths in the main hall.
When Liang Yin arrived at the door of the bath hall, he found that the door was closed tightly, and he could not help knocking.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
"Ling Luochen, are you there?"
Liang Yin yelled, but no one in the room responded. She hesitated for a while, then stretched out her hand and gently opened the door of the room.
Squeak! A soft sound.
At the moment the door was opened, a cold rose fragrance wafted from the main hall.
This cool sound is very familiar, it is the smell of Ling Luochen, the smell of rose flowers.
After seeing the scene in the hall, Liang Yin couldn't help but was stunned. After a while, a smile appeared on her face.
I saw a thick layer of blood-colored rose petals floating on the huge bath, and the mist, with a faint rose fragrance, smelled very nice.
Followed Ling Luochen to play around for a day. She was also sweating. I also want to take a good bath.
After closing the door, Liang Yin took off his clothes and stepped into the warm spring water, leaning against the hot spring and enjoying the bath. The petals on the water are very fragrant.
Liang Yin couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth, couldn't help holding up a handful of hot spring water and pouring it on his face.
And at this moment, wow! With a soft sound, in front of the cool sound, on the calm water surface, water suddenly splashed in all directions, and Ling Luochen suddenly emerged from the bottom of the water.
After Ling Luochen got out of the water, he directly thumped Liangyinbi to the shore, locked in his arms, and said with an evil smile on his face:
"Little fool, surprise?"
At the moment, Ling Luochen was wet all over, with long silver hair sticking to his cheeks and extending to his chest. Water drops continued to fall, probably because of the spring water soaking.
There are drops of water on his long eyelashes, the bottom of his eyes is filled with mist, his skin is white and red, and the corners of his rosy lips are particularly attractive.
Liang Yin looked at Ling Luochen who was full of seductive scents in front of him, and his eyes widened in shock. A small face suddenly flushed red, almost bleeding.
Where is this surprise? Is it obviously fright? !
She quickly reached out and hugged her chest, raised her head and glared at Ling Luochen who was close at hand: "You, why are you here?"
Ling Luochen heard the words, pretending to be puzzled: "I am your husband, why can't I be here?"
"Yes, but we are not married yet, so, this is too close! You go out!"
Liang Yin tilted his head, completely afraid to look at Ling Luochen in front of him. Ling Luochen was the kind of person who was thin in clothes and fleshy when undressed.
The strong chest was as white as a stone, with water drops on it.
Seeing Liang Yin's shame, Ling Luochen's smile became heavier.
After seeing Liang Yin squatting in the spring water, and the rose petals blocking the looming skin, his eyes became deeper.
His voice was dull, and he lowered his head gently to Liang Yin's ear, smiled evilly, and said in a bewitching voice:
"When we were so close before. You pestered me every day. Why are you so shy now? Is it because you want to change your style and feeling?"
When Liang Yin heard this, she couldn't be ashamed, but at this moment, she seemed to feel that something was touching her.
The warm touch caused her pupils to shrink abruptly, raising her head angrily to push Ling Luochen away.
"Ling Luochen, you...um!"
But before she could finish her words, her lips were severely blocked.
The mist rose and the water splashed.
late at night.
In the huge bedroom, dim candles were lit.
The girl lying on the bed was already asleep. Ling Luochen, who was standing by the bed, opened his wrist and fed his blood into the girl's mouth.
The air was filled with a sweet smell of blood.
The blood supply continued, his face gradually paled, and the pale complexion of the girl lying on the bed gradually improved.
Ling Luochen endured the tingling pain and frowned slightly.
After the blood was fed, he gently wiped off the blood on the corners of Liang Yin's mouth with a handkerchief. Looking at Liang Yin's pale face, his eyes overflowed with pain.
Thinking of the ghost doctor's words, he couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Afterwards, he took out a clean sand belt and wrapped the unhealable wound on his wrist.
On his wrist, there were a lot of dense incisions, some healed, some did not heal, and they looked a little hideous.
After everything is set. Ling Luochen went directly to bed and hugged the cool sound of falling asleep.
After touching the girl's cold body, Li Luochen's body stiffened, her expression suddenly changed, her eyes filled with distress, and the strength of holding the girl became heavier.
Liang Yin's past body, no matter when Ling Luochen held it, it was warm, sometimes even a little hot.
But now. His body holding Liangyin was very cold, and the cold temperature almost almost caught up with the coldness of her body. This cold temperature reminded her all the time that Liang Yin had an ancestral punishment curse on her body, even if she lived together, she would not live long.