After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 27

Song Sijin found that Lan Chi was staring at Zhao Xiaozhi's room in a daze.

He walked over quietly and patted Lan Chi on the shoulder, which startled Lan Chi.

"What are you looking at?"

Lan Chi forced a smile: "It's nothing, I just think that General Zhao's fate is so fatal, and his injury is so dangerous, but he can be saved. Si Jin, your medicine is really powerful."

Song Sijin said with emotion: "Fortunately, General Zhao's background is good. In fact, I didn't expect the medicine to be so effective."

Speaking of this, Song Sijin was very happy: "If this medicine can be promoted, more people can be saved!"

Lan Chi's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "It's a pity that the cost of these two medicines is still a bit high. Ordinary people want to use them, but they are afraid that it will be difficult. Si Jin, do you know any other folk remedies?"

Song Sijin scratched his hair and said shamelessly, "I can't think of anything else."

When he brought up alcohol and allicin, the excuse was taught to him by a traveling doctor who couldn't remember his face and name, because Song Sijin was stupid when he was a child, and no one doubted him about such unproven things.

"Forget it, it's good to have these two things." Lan Chi comforted, "I'm just thinking, if you have other confidence, it will help you settle down."

This sounded a little strange, Song Sijin blinked in confusion: "My little father-in-law said that if you have other folk remedies, you must tell him first, and you can't tell others."

Lan Chi frowned: "I'm afraid he wants to take over your things. When you come up with an idea, the benefits will be his. It's really vicious."

It's so bad?Well, for Duan Lingyao, the big villain, it's normal for him to be a little bit bad.

Song Sijin sighed softly: "Then what should we do?"

Lan Chi thought for a while, grabbed Song Sijin's hand, tightened his grip, and stopped talking.

Song Sijin felt a little pain from being caught by him. Seeing that he was quite concerned, he said, "You can say whatever you want, it's okay."

Ke Lanchi finally didn't say anything, and slowly let go of his hand: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you not to get too close to him."

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"I came up with a brilliant idea!"

Zhao Hui waved the fan triumphantly, Cai Jizhangbei was slapped coldly by him, and grabbed the fan with his hands: "Don't be tricky, just say it."

It was getting dark, and the two of them were hiding behind the bushes. Zhao Hui pointed forward: "Did you see that group of people?"

Cai Jizhang: "I see, what's the problem?"

Zhao Hui said: "That's Duan Lingyao's person, who is responsible for checking the people who go up the mountain and meet them at the bottom of the mountain."

Cai Jizhang: "So?"

Zhao Hui said: "It's inappropriate to take revenge on Duan Lingyao directly, why don't we attack from the side."

The two whispered to each other, and made a happy hey sound in the corner, and then their eyes moved to the group of horses that were grazing leisurely.

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Duan Lingyao and Prince Chong's son went fishing at night.

The Taoist temple became much more spacious, and Song Sijin didn't have to share the same bed with him anymore, so happy that he couldn't sleep.

He took out Lanchi's little wooden figurine again, and polished it with a small file, just a little bit, just a little bit, and it can be given to Lanchi tomorrow!

Tonight, the bright moon hangs high and the stars are dotted, making the dark and cold night look like a layer of silvery snow. You don’t need to carry a lantern, just open the window and look at it for a long time, thinking that you are in the daytime.

Perhaps it was because of the bright moonlight and pleasant scenery tonight that Duan Lingyao and Prince Chong's son suddenly became interested in night fishing.

Song Sijin was carefully polishing the wooden figurine when he suddenly smelled a smoky smell.

He sneezed due to choking, looked up suspiciously, and the red fire snake instantly caught his eyes.

Oops, why did it suddenly catch fire!

There were not many people staying in the Taoist temple, and they were woken up by the smoke one after another. Everyone shouted to put out the fire, and hurried to fetch water from the tank.

But the fire didn't know why, it burned fiercely and quickly, and the fire spread in the blink of an eye.

Shocked and anxious, Song Sijin stuffed the little wooden figure into his arms subconsciously, put on his shoes and ran outside.

Lan Chi who just ran out the door suddenly changed into black clothes and stopped in front of him, grabbed Song Sijin's wrist and said, "Come with me!"

He pulled Song Sijin and walked back.

Song Sijin hurriedly grabbed him: "Wait, General Zhao may still be in the room."

Although he was charged with protecting Duan Lingyao, Zhao Xiaozhi had just returned from the ghost gate and was too weak to go fishing with Duan Lingyao at night, so he only sent his men to protect Duan Lingyao, while he cultivated himself in the Taoist temple.

Lan Chi held Song Sijin's hand tightly, and turned his head: "Don't worry, I saw General Zhao being helped out just now, and everyone is going to gather at the place where the young man is fishing at night. Others should worry about coming back to look for it.”

So that's the case, Song Sijin nodded, covered his mouth and nose and walked out with Lan Chi: "It's still you who are thoughtful."

The smoky Song Sijin's eyes were very uncomfortable. When he left the Taoist temple, his eyes had already become watery. He was dragged by Lan Chi and ran forward staggeringly, running into the dark forest, getting farther and farther away from the Taoist temple.

Gradually, the surroundings became extremely quiet, and now there were very few insects in the mountains, except for the sound of clothes rubbing against the branches and leaves of trees and the sound of footsteps, there was no other sound at all.

On the contrary, in the Taoist temple that was left far behind, there were still some noisy voices coming from the air.

Song Sijin turned around in doubt: "Are you going this way? Where are you all?"

Lan Chi said in a low voice: "Go ahead and we'll be there, hurry up!"

The forest was too dark and the ground was uneven. Song Sijin almost tripped over the branches and rocks. He was led by Lan Chi through the path built on the mountain and plunged into the messy dense forest.

Song Sijin became more and more uneasy, and his footsteps gradually stopped, and the hand held by Lan Chi paused forcefully, he was a little scared.

"Lan Chi, are we really going to find the young master?" He suddenly remembered something, and was too scared to see Huo just now, so he ignored such an important point, "Didn't you stay in the Taoist temple with me? You, how do you know... where are they fishing?"

The person leading the way stopped at the same spot and turned his back to him, Song Sijin couldn't help calling Lan Chi again.

Lan Chi turned around abruptly, grabbed Song Sijin's hand, and his cold eyes were full of persecution: "Si Jin, come with me, don't go to Duan Lingyao again, you know how much it is to stay by his side." Danger!"

Although he didn't say it directly, Song Sijin suddenly understood something at this moment. He couldn't bear to criticize Lan Chi, but he couldn't ignore everything: "I can't just leave like this. Even if we leave, where can we go?"

Lan Chi said: "The world is so big, where can't we go? Don't worry, someone will help us prepare two sets of fake identities, and they won't be able to catch them."

"Who will help us?" Song Sijin didn't believe it. There are many good people in the world, but very few people are willing to go out of their way to help Song Sijin.

Lan Chi hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "His Royal Highness."

In an instant, Song Sijin shook off his hand like an electric shock, his expression becoming more and more surprised.

Seeing him like this, Lan Chi thought he didn't believe him, and tried to persuade him: "Although I am just an ordinary musician, I can assure you that His Royal Highness will definitely help us."

Song Sijin murmured: "You belong to the prince..."

Lan Chi looked cold and serious: "That's right, I won't hide it from you now. I was ordered by the prince to lurk by Duan Lingyao's side. Now that the task is completed, I can leave. Your Highness promised to send me elsewhere. You can come with me." Walk."

Song Sijin scratched his arm anxiously. He suddenly remembered that the reason for his being buried alive in the original book was that the Song family took refuge in His Highness the Crown Prince... Could it be that the behind-the-scenes stories that were not described in detail in the original book started from this moment?

No, in the original novel, the crown prince Qin Youshan and the protagonist Yan Xuehui noticed the Song family, and it was after Soong Siyu was admitted to the first prize.

not now.

Two roads faintly appeared in front of my eyes, neither of which was clear.

Song Sijin's head hurt more and more, he couldn't figure it out, but out of fear of being buried alive, he subconsciously backed away and shook his head: "No, I won't get involved in this, I don't want to be the prince's subordinate."

Although the crown prince is the protagonist Gong, the protagonist Gong Shou has not fully developed in the original book, and he has been abused by the villain in the early stage, so he should not seek refuge with the prince at this time.

Lan Chi stretched out his hand and pulled him towards him: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness doesn't know your existence, I just want to help you leave, I don't want you to do anything else."

"But what about my mother?" Song Sijin couldn't let go of his mother Fan Wumei the most. He had very few relatives, so he couldn't leave her behind. "My mother is still in the Song family."

Lan Chi said: "The fire is so big, they can't find you, maybe they will think you are dead, so, let's escape first, and then find a way to get Auntie out."

Song Sijin looked at him closely: "What way?"

Lan Chi said: "His Royal Highness's subordinates have great powers, and they will definitely be able to take Auntie out."

Song Sijin asked again: "When exactly?"

Lan Chi was not sure about this point. Seeing his hesitation, Song Sijin refused to take the risk: "Lan Chi, I can't take risks with my mother. I can't leave unless she is settled."

"Then when are you going to leave?" Lan Chi asked sharply, "You can't save your mother by yourself. Do you have to wait until you're tortured to death before you leave!"

His voice became cold and stern, Song Sijin seemed to be frightened, and suddenly fell silent.

Lan Chi took a deep breath, trying to make himself look gentle, but now that the situation was critical, he felt uneasy, and he really didn't have much patience to coax Song Sijin.

"Si Jin, don't hesitate, you won't miss this opportunity today, I promise you, as long as you go down the mountain, I will go directly to your mother, we will sneak her out, and then find a place to start over, okay?"

Covered in the darkness, Song Sijin couldn't see Lan Chi's face clearly, only saw a little water in his eyes, he really wanted to take him away.

"You will definitely take me to my mother, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

On Lan Chi's fair neck, the Adam's apple rolled twice, and he lowered his eyes slightly: "Yes, I won't lie to you."

Song Sijin took his hand, pursed his lips, and smiled a bit ashamedly, softly and helplessly: "Maybe you are right, I am so stupid, I should listen to others more."

He began to doubt his persistence, whether a cowardly, incompetent, and stupid person could really find a chance to change his destiny if he continued to endure.

Maybe he really shouldn't miss this opportunity, he should accept other people's kindness.

Even if the bottom of my heart feels like a tiny thorn has been pierced, there will be a little pain when I move it inadvertently.

Song Sijin rubbed the soles of his shoes against the ground, as if to give himself courage: "You treat me well, I trust you."

Trembling, Lan Chi took a deep breath, and pulled Song Sijin hard, very hard, and they continued to run to the dense forest ahead.

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-2317:10:14-2022-07-2418:47:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: I send one to the world;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: holowin, amour1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 16 bottles of Beizhao; 5 bottles of Qiqiqiyuan; 1 bottle of Jihan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!