After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 73

The situation in the capital is changing rapidly, even if Song Sijin just stays in an ordinary county outside Beijing, even if the news is delayed because he cannot go out often, he still feels some kind of indescribable depression.

He wanted to inquire about something, but he didn't know who to ask. Chu Yunxi never came back after we parted that day, and he was afraid that it would be unsafe to ask others.I can only sit quietly in the corner of the humble teahouse and listen to other people chatting.

I have to say that Duan Lingyao, the demon king of the world, is indeed famous enough, and he will always have a lot of new deeds that everyone will gossip about.

For example, the most recent one: I heard that he was almost disfigured in a street fight!Everyone regretted and regretted that a person can die, but a face cannot be destroyed. That is the only good attribute left in Duan Lingyao.

The gossip-monger laughed: "The point is not this, it's the next thing! Do you know that after the Holy Majesty heard that he was fighting with someone on the street, he discussed with the ministers at the court meeting to choose a virtuous wife for Duan Lingyao?" !"

Song Sijin, who was drinking tea with his head down in the corner, almost spilled the water in the tea bowl.

It is said that a man becomes mature when he has a family. I don't know if His Majesty thinks the same way. In short, his attitude is very obvious. He wants to choose a good-natured and virtuous son from among the officials' sons to be Duan Lingyao's wife.

All the officials bowed their heads one after another, no doubt daring to respond, for fear that the one chosen would be their own son.

Seeing this, the Holy Majesty could only postpone the matter, and he picked it slowly in private to see who dared to resist the order.

A tea guest asked: "That little father-in-law, doesn't he already have a fiancé?"

The gossip about a well-known royal family member deciding to marry a man as his wife became the hottest anecdote at the beginning of the year. There may be people far away who haven't heard of it, but everyone near Yaojing knows it all.

"Hey, you don't know now, that unlucky Mr. Song is gone!"

The tea guest was shocked: "What? Didn't you say that he is very much loved by that one? After staying by his side for so long, he still plans to get married. Why don't you say so?"

The rest of the tea guests chattered: "Sure enough, you can't serve people with color for long!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, he was played to death by Duan Lingyao, why wasn't he afraid before?"

"Hey, you know quite a lot. How refreshing are you to say that men do things with men?"

"How do I know, I have never been a man, why don't you contribute tonight and tell everyone tomorrow!"

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd, they joked narrowly, making nasty jokes without any scruples among the men.

Song Sijin lowered his head, he couldn't listen anymore, and left along the side of the road while no one was paying attention.

After walking far and turning into a deserted alley, he took off his straw hat and took a deep breath of fresh air.

The news I heard today is a bit surprising. I don’t know if Duan Lingyao will really be given a marriage. When he gets married, he should completely forget about himself. walking.

Song Sijin rubbed his chest, obviously he should be happy, but he was a little depressed.

Forget it, don't want to, let's go home first.

On the way back, Song Sijin bought a pack of maltose, which was for Mai Miao. Mai Miao never disliked maltose, and every time he ate it, he jumped up and down with joy.

It's not like Duan Lingyao, who hates eating sweets.

It can be seen that they are not from the same world at all.

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Song Sijin was walking slowly along the base of the wall. When he got near his home, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two people discussing furtively with the map in their hands:

"Are you sure it's here?"

"That's right, it should be near here. The road here is too messy, so look further east."

Song Sijin didn't know them, they were completely unfamiliar men, and he had never seen them before, but at this moment, Song Sijin, who had been alert for many days, suddenly understood and realized who they were.

Rabbits are timid and sensitive, not to mention Song Sijin who has been tempered all year.

Although these two people are dressed in ordinary clothes, they are tall and imposing. They always subconsciously straighten their shoulders, their hands, waist and legs look relaxed, but they can exert strength at any time. Song Sijin has seen many such people when he was with Duan Lingyao. Most of them are guards.

There are not so many coincidences in the world, Song Sijin has no doubt that they came to find him, maybe, there are mother and Mai Miao!

It seemed that they already knew the location of their home. Song Sijin was so anxious that he bent over more and more, mixed into the crowd and rushed home from another road.

As soon as he was out of the sight of those two, he no longer cared about keeping a low profile and ran home frantically.

"Mother, Mai Miao, come out!"

Fan Wumei and Mai Miao were taking a nap in the afternoon, and after being woken up by Song Sijin, they couldn't figure out what he was going to do. Song Sijin didn't bother to explain, forcibly pulled them up from the bed and urged them to put on their shoes.

"Son, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?"

Fan Wumei didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and subconsciously wanted to pack her luggage.

Song Sijin took her arm and said eagerly: "Don't take anything with you, run quickly, the bad guys who wanted to catch me before are here!"

"What? Did you really see clearly?"

Song Sijin was silent for a moment, rationally speaking, he couldn't tell whether the two strangers belonged to Duan Lingyao or Yan Xuehui.But his intuition told him that it was Yan Xuehui who found him.

Time was running out and he couldn't explain too many things, so he pushed the two out and ran out of the path.

After running for a few steps, there was a mess of footsteps behind him. He looked back and was almost scared out of his wits. It turned out that the two were just looking for them.

When the six eyes met, the three of them were all in a state of excitement. Song Sijin was in the alley, dimly lit. Seeing that the distance between the two sides was not too far, and that the two were obviously in better physical condition, he knew that he might run away today. But that's all.

Right now, Song Sijin could only think of one solution, which was to let his mother and Mai Miao escape first.

He pushed the two of them to another fork in the road, and he took a step slowly to go to the other road: "Run!"

"No, Brother Jin, let's go together!"

Mai Miao wanted to pull him anxiously, Fan Wumei dragged Mai Miao away with tears, "Silly boy, your brother has grown up and is a man, we can't drag him down."

Speaking of physical fitness, Fan Wumei and Mai Miao can't run as fast as Song Sijin, and if the three of them are together, they will all be caught.

But if separated, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Seeing them running far away, Song Sijin chased them, turned around and ran to another alley. Sure enough, they were attracted by him and did not choose to catch Fan Wumei.

He ran with all his strength, his lungs were about to explode, but he was still grabbed and pushed against the wall.

With his face pressed against the rough wall, Song Sijin gasped for breath. He tried his best to run as far as possible, presumably his mother and Mai Miao had already hid, so he could feel more at ease.

"His grandma has legs, and she can run quite well." The chaser cursed, and pulled Song Sijin up unceremoniously.

Song Sijin was afraid and angry, and stared at him fiercely. He didn't understand why these people wanted to make things difficult for him!

"What are you looking at, and if you look at it again, your eyeballs will be gouged out." The man threatened.

"Dig if you have the ability, it depends on your master's permission." Song Sijin stammered back, anyone who faced repeated threats would not be able to help but get angry.

"Hey, you've got a lot of backbone, just wait for me..." Of course the man didn't dare to gouge out his eyeballs without an order, but he dared to beat him. He raised his huge fist, which seemed to be able to He punched Song Sijin's head flat.

Song Sijin froze immediately, staring at the man in a daze of horror.

Just when the head was about to fall, a slight cough came from the alley: "Enough, don't be rude to Mr. Song."

"Yes, my lord."

The mastermind behind the operation, the person who really wanted to catch Song Sijin, actually came to the county in person.

Song Sijin was a little surprised for a moment, wondering if he should feel honored for being valued.

During this meeting, Yan Xuehui's complexion was much worse than when they met last time. Instead of the spring breeze blowing on his face, he was covered with a layer of cold air like falling snow. His complexion was extremely pale, thin and gloomy, obviously being tormented by Duan Lingyao It's not light.

"Young Master Song, we meet again."

Yan Xuehui walked slowly to Song Sijin's side, he gently adjusted his clothes, and said: "It's a pity to see you in this way, we could have been friends."

Song Sijin bit his lip, trying to avoid his hand, but was caught and couldn't move: "I don't want to be friends with you, no one will hurt their friends."

Yan Huixue sighed: "What a pity, I am."

Song Sijin: "..."

Yan Xue waved her hand back, and two of her subordinates pressed Song Sijin into a low-key carriage, the curtains were drawn, and the horseshoes clattered, and they drove out.

Looking at Yan Xuehui who was leaning against the wall of the car and coughing gently, Song Sijin suddenly asked: "Why do you have to arrest me, you... aren't you very good, even without me as a small person, you can get what you want, right?"

Yan Xue turned her face around and raised her eyebrows lightly: "Mr. Song's evaluation of Yan is so high, it's really surprising."

Song Sijin suddenly discovered that Yan Xuehui also had a thick skin, why, the first key to being a master these days is thick skin.

"I didn't say that, don't get me wrong." Song Sijin was very dissatisfied, but he was timid and didn't dare to quarrel loudly in this situation, for fear of being beaten.

Yan Xuehui smiled: "I know, it's just a joke."

He seemed to be in a good mood, on the contrary Song Sijin was even more depressed, he later realized that Yan Xuehui was making fun of himself.

Song Sijin didn't want to make a joke, but just wanted to know the reason: "Why? You've already caught me, so let me be a fool."

There was silence in the car for a long time, Yan Xuehui's eyes gradually drifted away, gradually filled with hatred, his slender hands rested on his legs, and at some point they clenched into fists, the phalanxes were turning white.

But his voice was not angry or anxious, and he still whispered softly: "Mr. Song, this time you should continue to blame Young Master Duan. I have been looking for you for a long time, and Yan has already planned to give up. If you want to blame, you can blame Young Master Duan." I did one thing wrong... Forget it, you don’t understand even if I tell you, all you need to know is that he forced me.”

"So you caught me, and you still want to deal with Duan Lingyao, well, please don't implicate my family this time." I knew it was like this, but Song Sijin was still a little helpless.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, this time, I just want you to help me."

"But he is about to be married, do you think he still cares about me?"

"I didn't expect Mr. Song to be well-informed when he was outside Beijing, so he must know about Mr. Duan's refusal to marry, right?"

That day was clear and bright, and Duan Lingyao cried out in front of everyone that his wife could only be Song Sijin. If he was born, he would only marry him, and if he died, he would be his widower for the rest of his life.

Duan Xiaogong, who clucks his tongue when passers-by mention it, is actually an infatuated kind. There was an uproar inside and outside the hall. The Holy One was very angry, but he had no choice but to allow him to marry a spiritual card.

The news from the county is still a few days behind. It turns out that Duan Lingyao has already started preparing for the wedding.

The more Song Sijin listened, the more sour his nose became. Not everyone had the courage to reject the emperor.

He lowered his voice involuntarily, but he didn't want to appear too weak in front of Yan Xuehui. For some reason, he just didn't want to: "You lied to me."

"Why should I lie to you, count the days, the wedding is three days away."

Counting the days... Song Sijin suddenly realized that three days later, it was the day when the two met for the first time.

As if his heart was being held tight, Song Sijin's voice tightened: "How do you want me to help you?"

Yan Xue replied, "Kill Duan Lingyao."

Song Sijin remained silent, and the carriage kept moving forward until it was far enough away that they couldn't catch Fan Wumei in time, so far that Yan Xuehui started to feel sleepy, Song Sijin said: "I reject."

Yan Xuehui was not surprised at all, he opened his sleepy eyes, carefully and gently discerning Song Sijin's restrained but stubborn eyes.

"Song Gongzi, has anyone told you that you are different from before?"

"..."

"You have changed and become stronger." Yan Xuehui smiled, "Why? Because of Duan Lingyao?"

Song Sijin was still silent, but his heart was trembling slightly. An answer that he didn't even know himself was uttered by Yan Xuehui, his enemy.

At this moment, Song Sijin suddenly understood a lot of things. He finally knew why he still had the confidence to fight against a man who was rumored to be cruel and moody, and finally knew why he would always fight against Duan Lingyao. Can't help but think "what if".

Is he really not afraid of death?No, he was indeed desperate, but after the despair, when he didn't want to give up easily, he still didn't choose to bow his head and give in.

And the confidence for all this comes from Duan Lingyao.

It turned out that he had already felt Duan Lingyao's sincerity, but he couldn't believe it all the time, because he couldn't believe that an extremely vicious person would have sincerity, and he couldn't believe that he would be kind to Duan Lingyao's countless evils, and he couldn't believe it They will really have a bright future.

When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see Duan Lingyao again. He is obviously thick-skinned, but he loves to get awkward when the truth is revealed. He blushes slightly, he vents his anger for him, he laughs childishly, and his fragility kneeling in the snow...

And his infinitely flamboyant and enthusiastic pride, like fire, like wind, like the scorching sun.

The sun was so strong that day, and so many people came, why did he only see the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse?

Is it because of his status, because of his beauty?

No, it's because there is something in him that weak people like Song Sijin yearn for the most.

There has always been something in Duan Lingyao, something Song Sijin wanted to have.

The heartbeat sounded in my ears, and it became more and more active. The leaves blinded to my eyes were blown away, and Song Sijin suddenly realized that he knew that Song Sijin liked Duan Lingyao.

This love was once worn out by Duan Lingyao, but it rekindled little by little during the days of being together, and it burned violently at the moment of parting, filling the atrium.

The fragility and softness that Duan Lingyao exposed for him finally paid off.

The author says:

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