Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

"So, Beixia's wedding clothes, Beixia's ceremonial guard." Ling Yun looked around with emotion, "You are all ready~"

"Otherwise?" Ling Huang was also very helpless, "How can my own children care so much?"

"Just be happy." Ling Yun fastened the last hairpin, lifted the complicated and luxurious fringed tiara, and carefully placed it on Ling Huang's bun, "You two will definitely be very happy."

Ling Huang put on the last piece of jewelry by himself, and Ling Yun went to another room to change Li Yin into the feudal king's wedding clothes.

After sending Li Yin to the door of Ling Huang's room, Ling Yun was sleepy for some reason, so he slipped to eat melon seeds in the next door shop.

Li Xu pushed open the door, and saw a gentle and gentle person sitting in front of the quaint vanity mirror.

Behind the big red curtain, there are small bells hanging one after another.

When the door was opened, there was a slight wind, and there was a tinkling sound.

"Am I..." Li Yin closed the door with his backhand, and looked at Ling Huang with a look of fascination, "Should I call out, lady?"

Ling Huang got up gracefully and bowed his legs to Li Yin.

The tassels on the crown of his head swayed slightly on the side of his face, and his fair skin was showing a shy pink in the red and happy clothes.

"Husband."

When saluting, the lowered head and soft voice made the budding little Albizia julibrissin bloom into fan-shaped inflorescences, and Li Yin was filled with the refreshing fragrance.

Then my heart suddenly tightened inexplicably.

"Why me, I suddenly..." Li Yin sniffed his nose a few times, but still couldn't help tears streaming down his face, "I'm so sad, what's going on? Is this too touching or too happy? I don't care I do not understand……"

[This has been reincarnated, will the memory still exist? ] Ling Huang's heart language asked the system.

[Memory will not last. 】The main line said,【But emotion and resonance have been carved into the depths of the soul. 】

【You don't know when it will appear. 】Ah Yue's voice carried a moved sigh, 【But it will always be there waiting for you.As soon as you touch it, he will be turned upside down. 】

[Two hypocrites. ] Ling Huang cursed secretly.

Standing up straight and tilting his head, he smiled softly at Li Yin, "Come here."

"Yeah." Li Yin walked over in two or three steps, staring at Ling Huang with tears on his face, "Are you laughing at me?"

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Huang leaned on Li Yin's chest, raised his face and raised his hand, slowly wiping away his tears.

"I'm crying." Li Yin said with a bitter face, "I'm not manly at all, so I can't give you a sense of security."

Looking back, Ling Huang felt that it was never because of how manly he was that he fell in love with Li Yin.

"Whether it's laughing or crying, as long as it's you, I'll feel at ease and satisfied." Ling Huang pinched Li Yin's cheek lightly, and the young man's face was rich in collagen, which was touching.

The flowers that have withered in the whole city after autumn came into full bloom overnight.

Magpies came from all directions, surrounded the two shops of the Ling family, chirping congratulations.

In the Yin Yang Business Store, Ling Yun saw a bouquet of dried-out jujube flowers slowly returning to life in a vase, and the blossoming small yellow flowers released a refreshing fragrance.

"Sister." Ling Yun stirred the flowering branches of Azalea, "I still remember you said that it was the first time you came to Ningbei, the first time you saw such an ugly tree blooming, and the first time you knew that such a small flower was so fragrant smell."

She took out a small box from the cabinet, which was filled with nail polishes of various colors, "and after the flowers fall, they will bear fruit with little moisture."

Use nail polish remover to slowly wash off the low-key ivory color, and take out the yellow color that is the same color as the sandal date flower.

"You came to the store today, and your nails are this color." Ling Yun dipped some yellow color, and slowly and evenly applied it on the nails, "I'll do the same style with you one last time."

"Seeing you are very happy, I am happy for you." There was water in Ling Yun's eyes, but there was a relieved smile on the corner of his lips.

"So, you still have to truly achieve happiness to understand how cheap and humble are not worth your nostalgia and tears."

After painting the last nail, Ling Yun raised his hand to take a closer look under the light.

There is no painting out of bounds at all, and the technique is similar to that of my sister.

"Bless you." Ling Yun fanned his hands in the air a few times, so that the nail polish would dry faster, "Goodbye~"

On the festive side of the arrangement, Ling Huang realized that he seemed to have abducted a half-grown child from someone else's family.

He was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, but suddenly woke up.

The hand was still held by the guy on his heart.

Ling Huang stared with two eyes, guilty and flustered.

Li Yin slept soundly, so he must be very tired.

Ling Huang endured the discomfort and half sat up.

Feel Li Yin's breathing with the hand that is not being held, it is even and steady.

Pressing the hand held by him on his heart with a little force, the beating was strong.

Originally thought that his little prince would be a stranger to him after reincarnation, but it has already been proved that everything is because of him.

Even if his Li Yin had surpassed Wang Chuan Nai He, in his bones he was still the little cutie who would be infatuated for life at first glance.

I don't know if I give him a bottle now, would he drink it?

If there is a hot pot restaurant that offers discounted pull-ups, how many can he cook now?

There was a soreness in the lower back.

It seems... you can make a lot of them, right?

"Are you peeking at me?" Li Yin suddenly opened his mouth to speak.

Ling Huang was so frightened that he wanted to withdraw his hand, but he was held tightly.

Turning over and sitting up, Li Yin stared straight into Ling Huang's eyes, "For so many years, you have hidden it very deeply, and I have been thinking about what you think of me? It seems that I am worrying too much. "

"What if you don't hide?" Ling Huang sighed, "Who made you grow so slowly, it took you 18 years to grow up."

"Huh?" Li Yin was taken aback when he heard that, "Then who is 18 years old to 80 years old, this kind of strange person kneels down and begs for introduction!"

"Boring." Ling Huang pulled his hand back again, "Let me go."

"No." Li Yin had a rebellious and arrogant face, "What you said just now, why did you grow up at 18 years, as if you were waiting for me as soon as I was born?"

"... Are you a serious person?" Ling Huang was not good at dealing with the young man's straight-fisted questions.

"Okay, then I'll be serious." Li Yin pulled Ling Huang in front of him, and asked with clear eyes and stubbornness, "Did you like me long ago?"

"Oh, you..." Ling Huang's ears were burned by what he said, and he shrank back, "If I don't like you, how could I agree to be with you?"

Li Yin pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly, "Say it quickly, confess your love to me immediately, or I won't let you sleep tonight."

Although he still felt shy, Ling Huang already had regrets about confessing his love.

He didn't even say a serious liking to Li Yin from the previous life.

The words I held back for 18 years stuck in my throat.

"Li Yin, I love you." He raised his eyes to meet Li Yin's.

"Ah, love?" Li Yin's eyes turned red again in confusion, and his nasal voice became thick, "Why am I crying again? What happened today?"