After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 3

The topic suddenly changed back, and Song Sijin subconsciously replied no.

He was afraid that Duan Lingyao would keep him, and he was afraid that he would change his face again—Song Sijin was very tired today and couldn't stand it anymore—he hurriedly stood up, slipped along the wall, and broke into the night without turning his head.

The darkness hides too many things, he didn't see Sanxi frowning at the corner peeping, nor did he see Xin Yi's vigilant eyes in front of the door.

Song Sijin wouldn't even notice that after he left, Duan Lingyao threw off the quilt and searched through it with Xin Yi who came in after him.

"Interesting, this person is not simple."

Nothing was found, Xin Yi said: "Perhaps it is not a problem with this young master."

Duan Lingyao sat on the yellow pear wood armchair, tilted his slender legs, and smiled while shaking: "In the morning, he was the only one who was fearless in front of the horse, but now he pretends to be timid and shy, saying that he has no ulterior motives. Do you believe me?" ? Although I did not find a hidden weapon on this person, but his palms are covered with calluses, and it is by no means a one-time achievement."

Xin Yi suddenly felt admiration: "So that's the case, you should be more careful, young master. Could it be that he wants to deliberately win your trust, and then kill you when you are not prepared?"

Duan Lingyao's eyes turned cold, and he said: "Maybe the plot is wider, I don't know where he is from yet, let's take a look for now. I am very interested, how far he can act."

If it can be used for his own use, that would be the best, if not, then he has no choice but to send him to accompany the souls of countless assassins from the past.

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Beppu was empty, and Song Sijin randomly found an empty wing room to hide in and rest.

The location of the wing room was not good, the good one had already been taken by someone else, there was no bedding on the bed, so he just lay down with his clothes on, and after lying for a long time, his shoulders were sore and his body was chilly.

I only drank a bowl of porridge to pad my stomach at night. At this time, I was very hungry, and I could hear the sound of my stomach from time to time.

Song Sijin didn't dare to wander around, he didn't know anyone in this Biefu except for two young servants who watched him, and he didn't know the way here.

Therefore, patience is needed. Fortunately, Song Sijin is a person who is used to patience, and he can fall asleep in a daze from hunger and cold.

But his sleep was extremely restless, and in his sleep, he vaguely saw some broken pictures.

He knew that these strange buildings and words were the characteristics of his previous life, so he didn't panic, but as the chaotic dream developed, he suddenly discovered that there was a name that shouldn't appear here.

Duan Lingyao.

How could the name Duan Lingyao appear in his previous life?

The question flashed by, and Song Sijin lost himself. He only felt that a few black words became clearer and bigger in his mind:

[As we all know, Duan Lingyao is stubborn and lewd. He is a first-class dude in Yaojing. Bullying good men.

It is said that he once molested Tanhualang in public and asked him to walk around him for a whole year, but he still couldn't get justice.

However, his father is the Duke of Xinguo, God of War on the frontier, and his mother is sisters with the current noble concubine. He calls the third prince his cousin, and the current emperor's uncle, which is lawless and helpless.

But to Qin Youshan and Yan Xuehui, Duan Lingyao is not just a hated dude, he represents a military force that cannot be ignored. If this person can be removed, the Three Princes' faction will be greatly damaged.

"How to deal with him?"

"It's better to say, how to deal with the Xinguo government that is like a fortified wall."

Yan Xuehui said: "Coincidentally, I happen to have an idea. Does His Royal Highness remember Song Siyu, the new champion of this year?"

"Naturally remember."

"This man is upright and strict, and has always supported the crown prince to inherit the throne. But his family has a marriage contract with Duke Xinguo's mansion. He has a younger brother who was taken into the mansion by Duan Lingyao. He has always regarded it as a great shame and disgrace. I heard that his younger brother is not willing." Marry Duan Lingyao. Why don't you let the son of the Song family be the internal response, and cooperate with us both internally and externally..."]

【…】

【"Dead?" "That's right." Qin Youshan said in a deep voice, "The son of the Song family was found to be incompetent, and was buried alive by Duan Lingyao in a mass grave. Now the Xinguo government has started targeting the Song family."

"No wonder he suddenly attacked Song Siyu today, but it depends on the owner to beat a dog. Duan Lingyao's words are too ugly."

"..."

Yan Xuehui hugged Qin Youshan from behind, and comforted: "Your Highness, don't worry, although this matter didn't work out, it has nothing to do with us."

Qin Youshan said: "I am worried about you." Yan Xuehui assured him: "I will definitely walk away from Duan Lingyao."]

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【…】

【…】

Song Sijin screamed, sat up suddenly from the bed, sweating all over his body.

He looked out of the window in a hurry, and found that the sky was shining through the window paper, and before he knew it, it was daytime.

But Song Sijin didn't feel satisfied after a long sleep, instead his spirit became more and more depressed, and he subconsciously huddled into a ball.The chaotic and complicated dream last night made him realize a terrible fact.

Song Sijin always thought that he was an ordinary reincarnation, but the dream last night made him discover that the place where he was reincarnated was actually a novel.

The protagonists of the novel are Yan Xuehui and Qin Youshan, one is a talented scholar who has a miserable life experience and bears the family's injustice, and the other is the current prince who is strictly controlled but not favored.

The villains are undoubtedly Duan Lingyao and the third prince. These two are competitors in the main cp's career line. The third prince has less roles, and Duan Lingyao has a stronger sense of presence.

As the most arrogant and brutal villain in the novel, Duan Lingyao is very tenacious and arbitrarily abusing the protagonist CP all the way to the end of the novel, he can be said to be the author's own son among his own sons.

The reason why Song Sijin felt that the name Duan Lingyao was familiar was because he happened to read this novel on the day of his death in his previous life.

At the beginning, he didn't realize that this book was a Danmei novel. After all, Qingshui could not be more Qingshui. It wasn't until Yan Xuehui and Qin Youshan said "hold your hand and grow old together", that Song Sijin realized that there was still emotion in it. line exists.

Song Sijin didn't mind sexual orientation, he continued to read, but it disappeared after reading, and the novel was discontinued.

In the afternoon, Song Sijin went out to work part-time. On the way, he met a child who was drowning. In a hurry, he jumped down and rescued him. However, after exhaustion, his calf cramped and he was unable to climb ashore again...

Perhaps because he had just read this novel before his death, part of the content and memory suddenly became clear. Song Sijin hurriedly recalled it carefully, but found in despair that he was just a cannon fodder whose name did not even appear in this novel.

He didn't even make a face-to-face appearance.

He was just the son of the Song family who was just mentioned in the protagonist's mouth, and would be buried alive the next time he appeared!

Thinking of this, Song Sijin became more and more frightened, he never wanted to die lightly like in the original book, he just wanted to live in peace and tranquility.

If you want to escape, leave Duan Lingyao and the Song family!

Song Sijin shook his head violently, only to feel a splitting headache and a muddle in his head, which was swollen as if it was going to explode.

He turned over and got out of bed, but his whole body was limp and weak, and he was sweating non-stop after taking a few steps.Song Sijin gasped while holding the door frame, his eyes became more and more slack, he was usually not good at thinking about complicated things, and now his brain was unable to move due to heat and pain, so that he could only hold on to one thought to act.

escape!

Song Sijin stumbled and walked out, panting step by step against the base of the wall.

As luck would have it, there were few people in Befu, so after walking for a while, I didn't meet anyone else.

There was a bit of noise coming from the front, and you can enter the front yard by bypassing the Moon Cave Gate. Song Sijin heard Duan Lingyao's voice, and he leaned against the wall softly, looking at the scene ahead through the hollowed-out flower window.

In the middle of the courtyard are four large celadon vats for growing lotus flowers. After autumn, the flowers have withered, leaving only lotus leaves floating on the water, full of green and green.

Duan Lingyao sat leaning against a large vat, wearing bright cinnabar-colored clothes, with jet-black hair tied high behind his head, like a lotus flower in the vat that had become a spirit and ran out, only to see the leaves but not the flowers.

There was also a person in front of him, a middle-aged man with a round figure, who was kneeling in front of Duan Lingyao tremblingly and begging for mercy in a low voice.

Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, Duan Lingyao bent down and patted his head with a smile, and said a few words.

The middle-aged man showed fear and tried to back away. Duan Lingyao kicked him, sending him flying more than ten feet backwards.

Hearing the muffled sound of the man falling to the ground, Song Sijin almost fell to the ground as if he was the one being kicked.

He firmly grasped the edge of the flower window, obviously fearful, but continued to look uncontrollably, as if his eyes were forced to stick to Duan Lingyao.

The middle-aged man staggered to his feet, spat out a puddle of yellow water, and yelled miserably: "My lord, the villain is wronged, the villain doesn't know anything!"

Duan Lingyao neither believed nor disbelieved, took the longbow and the arrows of the peacock feathers cleaned by the attendants with his backhand, and aimed at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man ran away in a panic, but every exit was blocked by people, so he could only hide in the courtyard.

Duan Lingyao said slowly: "What are you afraid of? Just play a game with you. You are as stupid as a pig. It happens that I haven't hunted wild boars before, so it's not too much to use you for training, right?"

"No, no, no, little grandpa, spare me!"

He shouted loudly, but Duan Lingyao didn't seem to hear him at all.Pulling the bow and aiming, Duan Lingyao happily let go of the arrow with a cold light on the tip of the arrow.

bass--

The moment the arrow shot out, Song Sijin's eyes turned black, and he fell backward uncontrollably. Before he fell, he was supported by two people, and he dragged him backward with his mouth covered.

Song Sijin struggled in fear.

Sanxi's voice woke him up from his fear in time: "Second Young Master, why are you running around?"

It's Sanxi.

Although it is not a good thing to be discovered by Sanxi, it is at least better than being discovered by Duan Lingyao.

Song Sijin didn't have much strength himself, so he gave up resisting in depression, and let Sanxi and another boy, Dazhuang, drag him into a wing room.

As soon as the door was closed, San Xi hurriedly said, "I've found you, and I'm not afraid of being hacked by those guards!"

Song Sijin trembled: "..."

Obviously Song Sijin is the young master and Sanxi is the servant, but the status of the two seems to be reversed.

Sanxi said angrily: "Why didn't the second young master stay overnight in the young master's house last night? He is running around again today. What if he is discovered and mistakenly thinks you are going to escape, and what if he hurts the Song family?"

Song Sijin leaned against the window, without any energy: "Then what do you want from me..."

When he opened his mouth to speak, Song Sijin realized that his breath was hot, and his voice was hoarse and soft, as if his throat was about to burst.

Sanxi was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to take a closer look: "Are you sick?"