The Villain Always Wants To Kill Me

The autumn is getting stronger, and the red maple leaves are stretched in the autumn wind, clusters, clusters, like fire, burning in every corner of the villa.

Tao Jingyi opened the window early in the morning, and suddenly saw this blood-stained red, almost burned his eyes.

She was awakened by a nightmare.

In the dream, she was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and the light from the dragon and phoenix candle shrouded her body. Duan Feibai stood in front of her, holding a long sword with blood on its tip, staring at her with gloomy eyes, and under her body, a large group of blood bloomed.

There were one hundred and sixty holes, and there was pain everywhere. The pain made her teeth chatter, and every nerve trembled.

After finally escaping from the first nightmare, he fell into the second nightmare.

The water waves pushed the hull of the boat, and the boat swayed in the middle of the lake. She drank a glass of wine and leaned drunkenly against the railing to blow the wind. The hull swayed, and at the moment she fell, a hand reached out to support her.

She grabbed the man's long sleeve, and while struggling, she faintly saw the scar on his wrist under the long sleeve.

It was the trace left by the sharp weapon, and because of the age, the color of the wound has faded a lot. The scar was crooked, like an ugly centipede, entrenched on his wrist.

She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head, where she could see, the cheeks that belonged to Feng Linzhi suddenly fell off, revealing Duan Feibai's gloomy face.

Tao Jingyi broke out in a layer of cold sweat, waking up from the nightmare.

When she woke up, it was slightly bright. She sat on the head of the bed, panting heavily, her body covered in cold sweat, chilly.

Duan Feibai's wrist was injured.

Back then, Su Xiyan severed the meridians of his limbs, leaving behind four scars that could never be healed. In addition to these four scars, there are twelve holes on his body.

It was all the crimes committed by Su Xiyan.

Wounds can heal, and the gouged out flesh and blood can grow again, but the scars carved on the body can never be healed.

Tao Jingyi calmed down his ups and downs, and his limbs seemed to be drained of strength, limp.

What I saw in the dream was vivid, like it happened in real life, especially the arm she grabbed.

She pressed her head, carefully recalling what happened on the boat yesterday.

For a while, she was unconscious. But some pictures remained in her mind, and she vaguely remembered that someone was squatting beside her, asking her some questions in a gentle voice.

Can't remember the details.

Thinking of this, Tao Jingyi panicked and immediately got off the bed. She walked back and forth in the room several times, becoming more and more confused.

The air is a little stuffy.

She simply opened the window, and the red maple in the yard was covered with a halo by the morning light, as if it had been stained with blood.

Tao Jingyi felt a little suffocated in his heart.

At this moment, there was a light knock on the door, and Yuxiu's voice came: "Miss, are you up yet?"

Tao Jingyi said, "Come in."

Yuxiu, dressed in light-colored clothes, walked in holding a mahogany box, saw her standing in front of the window, and said in surprise, "Miss, why are you standing in the wind. It's autumn now, be careful of catching cold."

As he spoke, he picked up the outer garment on the side and put it on her body. Only then did Tao Jingyi realize that he was only wearing obscene clothes.

After getting dressed and washing up briefly, Tao Jingyi sat in front of the mirror and looked at the face in the mirror.

Yuxiu picked up the wooden box she brought in just now, and said warmly: "Miss, your custom-made hairpin was delivered today."

"Let me take a look." Tao Jingyi said quickly.

Yuxiu handed the box to her, and Tao Jingyi couldn't wait to open the lid. Inside the box was a layer of red silk, and inside the red silk lay a hairpin carved out of peach wood.

Because it was just made, the hairpin still has the fragrance of mahogany.

Tao Jingyi held the hairpin in his hand, feeling heavy. The appearance is 90% similar to what he saw in the dream, I don't know if he can fool Duan Feibai for a while.

Facing the mirror, she inserted the hairpin in her dark hair.

"Miss is so pretty." Yuxiu couldn't help admiring.

Zhong Ling came in with breakfast, took a look, and her eyes showed surprise.

The ingredients for breakfast were very rich, but Tao Jingyi had only had two nightmares, so he didn't have much appetite for a while, so he only ate a bowl of lotus seed soup.

After eating, she pointed to the empty bowl and said, "Ask the kitchen to prepare another bowl and bring it over."

"Yes." Zhong Ling withdrew.

Half an hour later, Tao Jingyi ordered Zhong Ling to carry the freshly boiled lotus seed soup, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards Duan Feibai's residence.

The courtyard where Duan Feibai lives is called "Bihua Garden", and it is next to Tao Jingyi's "Xueyue Xiaoge". Tao Jingyi just turned a corner and arrived there.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he happened to see Duan Feibai sitting at the stone table under the red maple tree. He turned his back to the direction of the courtyard gate, held his sword in his hand, and carefully wiped the blade with a white cloth towel.

This sword is called "Severing Love". When Duan Feibai was young, he was asserted by a wandering monk that he would suffer from love all his life. Duan Ling ordered someone to make a sword and named it "Duanqing" to remind him not to indulge in love.

His sword is usually hidden in the qin, and when he goes out, he carries the qin on his back. There is a reason why people in the Jianghu call him "both masters of piano and sword". His sword can kill people, and his piano can also kill people. Whether it is swordsmanship or piano art, it can be called a must.

Seeing Duan Feibai wiping his sword, Tao Jingyi turned his head, motioned Zhong Ling to stop with his eyes, and quietly walked behind him.

Duan Feibai didn't notice her for a long time. She had a bad idea and wanted to scare him, so she stretched out two hands, one on the left and one on the right, hooking the corner of her mouth with her little finger and pulling at the corner of her eye with her index finger, making a grimace , bent down, and moved closer to him.

As soon as he got close to Duan Feibai, Duan Feibai suddenly turned his head, his forehead hit the tip of her nose.

Unprepared, Tao Jingyi backed away like a spring, accidentally stepped on a stone with his heel, slipped, and fell backwards uncontrollably.

Duan Feibai immediately reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Tao Jingyi almost turned around and crashed into his arms. Duan Feibai held her waist with one hand, and the Severing Love Sword in the other.

He saw her make faces.

When she walked over quietly, he felt her presence with the tips of his ears moving slightly.

He just wanted to see what the **** she was up to.

Unexpectedly, she directly pulled her face into a twisted mess.

To be honest, that looks really ugly.

The corners of Duan Feibai's lips could not help but bend.

She got too close, and as soon as he turned his head, the two collided.

Dazed, Tao Jingyi hugged Duan Feibai's waist, and it took him a while to realize what he had done. She let go of her hand like an electric shock and jumped out of his arms.

Duan Feibai suddenly felt a little empty in his arms.

Tao Jingyi smiled awkwardly: "Brother Feibai, good morning, I'm practicing sword."

As soon as the word "practice sword" came out of his mouth, Duan Feibai stabbed out the long sword in his hand. The silver-white sword blade reflected dazzling light in the sunlight. Wherever the sword energy went, flowers and leaves would fly away, and fierce air waves rushed towards the face.

Tao Jingyi's whole body was as stiff as a rock, and he closed his eyes when Jian Guang approached him.

After a while, the sword energy faded, the chill disappeared, and Tao Jingyi opened his eyes. Duan Feibai stood not far in front of her, still holding the long sword, at the end of the long sword, a red maple leaf trembled slightly.

Just like her at this time.

Duan Feibai withdrew his sword, the maple leaf fluttered and fell back to the ground.

The heart that Tao Jingyi had mentioned was also put back into his stomach.

Duan Feibai put the sword back into its sheath, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly, "What do you want from me?"

Thinking of the business, Tao Jingyi quickly waved to Zhong Ling, picked up the bowl of lotus seed soup, and handed it to him: "I'm here to deliver lotus seed soup to Brother Feibai. They are all newly picked lotus seeds this year. They are very sweet. You can try them." taste."

Duan Feibai glanced at her, placed his slender fingers on the mouth of the bowl, and took the lotus seed soup.

"Oh, brother Feibai is sweating." Tao Jingyi took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, leaned in front of him, stood on tiptoes, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

When she was wiping her sweat, she kept shaking her head, and the hairpin stuck in her hair poked Duan Feibai's cheek from time to time, giving her a strong sense of presence.

How could Duan Feibai not know what she was thinking.

He had already seen that hairpin.

The style is exactly the same as the hairpin he gave Su Xiyan back then.

It was not in vain that she spent most of the night painting, and then found someone to customize it.

Duan Feibai's eyes were fixed, and he pretended to be surprised and said: "Xiyan, this hairpin is..."

Tao Jingyi took a step back, raised his hand to caress the hairpin, and said shyly, "Brother Feibai, you don't remember, this hairpin was a gift from you."

Duan Feibai's face showed surprise, and his eyes gradually darkened: "So that's the case, no wonder the look is familiar, the color is quite new."

Tao Jingyi was startled. The newly carved hairpin is still in good condition, which will inevitably make Duan Feibai suspicious.

She whispered guiltyly: "Since it was a gift from Brother Feibai, it is natural to keep it well."

Duan Feibai suddenly raised his hand, and while Tao Jingyi was holding his breath, he gently lifted a strand of her hair from the sideburns and pinned it behind her ear: "...It's very beautiful."

Just three words almost caused Tao Jingyi's heart to stop suddenly.

It wasn't until Tao Jingyi walked out of Bihua Garden with the empty bowl in her hand that she let out a long sigh of relief. Although Duan Feibai had doubts on his face, he didn't get to the bottom of it. He carved the mahogany hairpin with his own hands, but after all these years, he, the owner, may not remember the shape of the hairpin.

She was fooling around with mixed truths, and she got over it for a while, and finally let go of a boulder that was pressing on her heart.

After returning to Xueyue Xiaoge, Tao Jingyi said to Zhong Ling: "You spend some money, go outside and find a clever man to go to the Puppet Villa, find a young master named Feng Linzhi, and send me a message .”

"Miss, tell me."

"Let's say that at Haishi three days later, on the fourth floor of Zuixian Tower, I'll wait for him, see you soon."

"Miss, don't worry, it will be delivered." Zhong Ling said.

Two hours later, Zhong Ling returned to Tao Jingyi's side to report to him.

When the wind comes and stops, it will not miss the appointment.

It turned out that he was really in the Puppet Villa, which surprised Tao Jingyi.

Tao Jingyi had a lot of doubts in her heart, and she could only suppress these doubts before seeing the wind stop.

During dinner at night, Su He accidentally mentioned Tao Jingyi and Duan Feibai's marriage.

What he meant was that the male should be married and the female should be married, the two of them are not too young, and they have a marriage contract, so it is better to have a happy event.

Duan Feibai declined on the grounds that the **** revenge has not been reported.

Naturally, Su He would not give up easily. He said in a deep voice, "Revenge is one thing, and marriage is another. My nephew is the only blood of the Duan family. If I marry Xiyan as soon as possible, I will give birth to an heir of the Duan family. After you stay, your parents under Jiuquan will be happy when they know about it."

When Su He said these words, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, as if the Duan's murder had nothing to do with him.

Sure enough, it was a thousand-year-old fox.

Tao Jingyi dared to break his personality in front of Duan Feibai, but he never dared to show his feet in front of Su He. Jiang is still old and hot, this Su He is a ruthless and powerful character.

Duan Feibai lowered his eyelids to hide the emotion in his eyes. The candlelight dancing with the wind reflected on his face, half bright and half dim.

All his negative emotions are hidden in this darkness, making it impossible for people to see any clues. From the perspective of Tao Jingyi and Su He, they thought he was just being embarrassed.

Su He is an old fox, and Duan Feibai is not too knowledgeable. These two foxes go around and have their own plans.

Tao Jingyi looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart, as if the object of their discussion was not him. Anyway, according to the development of the plot, this "Su Xiyan" of her is always required to receive a boxed lunch. Before receiving the boxed lunch, she has to eat enough to be worthy of being the eldest lady of the Red Maple Villa.

Among the dishes delivered from the kitchen today was a glutinous rice meatball, which was steamed until it was soft and soft. She liked it very much. When the dish was served, almost half of it went into her stomach. Just when she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the balls, the two of them didn't know where they were talking, Duan Feibai suddenly said: "Naturally, I have to ask Xi Yan first about this matter."

Tao Jingyi's hand trembled, but the ball didn't hold it firmly, and it fell with a "click", rolling all the way, and rolled in front of Duan Feibai.

Duan Feibai was lowering his eyes, staring at the ball without blinking.

Tao Jingyi's sticking out chopsticks froze in mid-air. She put the chopsticks back on the table, lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "Xiyan is in charge of everything."

A smile spread across Su He's face.

In just one meal, Tao Jingyi and Duan Feibai's marriage was finalized. Su He had already found someone to match the horoscopes of the two of them, and picked a good day, which was set on the fifteenth day of the next month.

Because the plum grove had already been burned down and Tianshan Mountain was too far away from this place, the wedding venue was chosen at Hongfeng Villa. Duan Feibai has no parents, no relatives and friends, and the only old master, Tianji, has been in seclusion for several years. After the marriage was settled, Su He ordered someone to write a letter and send it to the Tianshan School. Apart from close friends, Hongfeng Villa didn't invite any outsiders.

Tao Jingyi expressed no opinion on this.

The night of the marriage was the plot of "Blood Splattered at Red Maple Villa".

It would be better to involve less people in.

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The hero's young heart is ready to move~~~