After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 39

Ridiculous - so ridiculous!

Song Sijin trembled all over and tried to get up and run away, but was held tightly by Xin Qing and Xin Bai and couldn't move.

"My lord, don't, don't be like this..."

"Hush, Brother Jin, be quiet." Duan Lingyao spread his hands helplessly, "I can't even hear you two talking together."

The third young master, who was stripped white, struggled and writhed in the cold wind: "Young master, please forgive me, I won't marry, I really won't!"

Duan Lingyao pretended to be displeased: "Young brother is disobedient again. He said before that he is more obedient and more pleasing than elder brother Jin. Why is he like this now? Oh, I see, you are lying!"

Song Siqiong wailed and burst into tears. He panicked and began to threaten the weaker ones: "Song Sijin, please beg my little prince, please help me! I don't want to marry, I don't want to sleep with you—"

The person named looked at Duan Lingyao in horror, his eyes full of pleading: "Young master!"

Duan Lingyao snapped his fingers: "Whispering."

Xin Qing took out a handkerchief and covered Song Sijin's mouth.

The moon was cold and windy, the shadows of the branches were slanting, Song Sijin was firmly pressed against the edge of the stone table, the long gown embroidered with orchid grass was taken off, revealing the thin jacket with silk cotton inside, the collar of the jacket was pulled open, and The thinner underclothes are revealed.

He was grabbed by the shoulders and pulled back, forced to straighten his chest and raise his head, the corners of his eyes and ears were reddish, but his raised neck was tense and trembling.It's like splashing winter white plums with rouge-washed water, which can't capture the detailed style, but there is always a faint afterglow in the coldness.

Duan Lingyao leaned over to appreciate it for a moment, hooked his fingertips around the neckline of his shirt, and pulled it loosely.

Song Sijin stepped back subconsciously, raising his hand to wave, but Xin Qing and Xin Bai grabbed his hands to control him.

Duan Lingyao said: "Don't move, or I will strip you naked right now."

Song Sijin didn't dare to move anymore, he was as stiff as a delicate doll.

Duan Lingyao patted his face frivolously: "That's good."

Song Sijin was too busy to take care of himself, unable to intercede for Song Siqiong, anxious but could only watch.

The gang of servants stripped Song Siqiong naked, touched and pinched him and almost scared him to pee. I don't know when Song Siqiong was let go, he fell to the ground, dragged his broken leg and crawled in a panic, crawling twice in front of him. A pair of leather boots appeared, and when I looked up, it was Duan Lingyao.

Duan Lingyao looked at him with a smile: "Do you regret it now? It's too late."

Song Siqiong covered his head and wept bitterly.

"Actually, I'm very talkative. Since Brother Yu doesn't want to, I don't force it. It's just that I'm very unhappy, and I want to kill people when I'm unhappy, especially the one who backtracks... What to do, the one who backtracks, how should I punish him?" Is that good?" Duan Lingyao said, "A disobedient dog should break his legs, right?"

Do you want a butt, a life, or a leg?

Song Siqiong cried until he was exhausted and lost his mind: "Little Grandpa, please spare me!"

"That means agreeing with my words, really filial piety!"

So Duan Lingyao happily raised his foot, and stomped heavily on Song Siqiong's good leg—click, Song Siqiong let out a scream, and completely fainted to the ground.

The big housekeeper in the village heard the news, just in time to see this scene, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.

Duan Lingyao rubbed the soles of his shoes on the ground in disgust, and waved his hand indifferently: "Hurry up and take it away, your young master of the Song family is like raising pigs, there is fat everywhere, it's disgusting."

Facing the mighty among the mighty and the bully among the bullies, the butler took away his third young master in tears.

Duan Lingyao finally sat down in front of Song Sijin after taking care of a person who was an eyesore.The clothes were ripped loose, and the cold wind blew in along the seams. After a while, Song Sijin's exposed hands, feet, neck became icy cold.

Duan Lingyao raised his hand, Xin Qing and Xin Bai let go of Song Sijin, the moment they were let go, Song Sijin pulled the skirt of his shirt and fastened it back.

It's not about being a chaste man, but being voluntary and being forced are completely different things!

But Duan Lingyao grabbed his wrist and pulled it forcefully in his direction, Song Sijin's hand stopped slowly.

"Brother Jin, why are you shy? Don't you like to share with others?"

Song Sijin's voice was rough: "I didn't."

"Oh, did someone misunderstand?" Duan Lingyao tilted his head and said, "But I suddenly felt that this idea is really good, anyway, Brother Jin knows it, and I can do anything——If I must ask you to commit yourself to others, Brother Jin what to do?"

Song Sijin looked at him hesitantly, not knowing where he had offended him again.

He begged in a low voice, hoping that he would have a conscience, but he really didn't understand: "Little Lord, you... please forgive me, if you say I'm wrong, I'll correct it."

"I still don't understand what I did wrong, Song Sijin, do you still have a conscience!"

Song Sijin: "..."

Duan Lingyao was really annoyed, so he pulled Song Sijin into his arms, bowed his head on his shoulder and took a hard bite.

Song Sijin cried out in pain, repeatedly begging for mercy.

Duan Lingyao said bitterly: "When it's my turn, I know I'm afraid, hum, when you push me to others, why don't you think about whether I want it or not!"

Is this the reason?Song Sijin shivered, the bite mark on his shoulder hurt like an electric shock, he vaguely understood something, but he couldn't believe it, he hugged Duan Lingyao lightly by instinct, and admitted his mistake in a low voice: "Don't dare next time, my lord Lord, don't tell me to do that kind of thing with others, okay?"

Duan Lingyao asked gloomyly: "Is there a next time? It's because I'm not comfortable enough to serve you, so Brother Jin always wants to push me to others?"

"No, nothing, don't think so much..."

Duan Lingyao bit Song Sijin again, this time the bite was lighter, Song Sijin didn't dare to struggle, and obediently told him to vent his anger on himself.

After a while, Duan Lingyao calmed down a little, and told everyone else to leave, only Song Sijin and him were left in the courtyard.

Duan Lingyao turned his face away, buried himself in Song Sijin's neck, and remained silent for a while.

Song Sijin thought that he had calmed down, and quietly raised his hands to tie his clothes.

Duan Lingyao suddenly spoke, with a bit of cold anger: "If you think that someone can take care of you for you, then you don't have to think about it. Even if there are ten or a hundred more people, you are still mine if you are mine. Put away your little thoughts a hundred times, and let me find out next time, it won't be so easy!"

Under the silver moonlight, the disheveled young man slowly lowered his head and hummed, his hand pulling the belt suddenly lost strength and hung down, his slightly arched back showed a kind of slumped weariness.

He was hugged very tightly, so tightly that he was intimate.

This is a rather ambiguous gesture, as if he is about to witness the romantic events in the world in the next second, but Duan Lingyao has not moved, just hugging him like this, his arms passed under the armpit and intertwined behind his back, he nestled himself In Song Sijin's arms, snuggling up, breathing and feeling.

The temperature from the young man's body was transmitted to warm Song Sijin's cold body.

But such a temperature gave Song Sijin the illusion of being scalding and painful.

-

Hearing that Song Siqiong was awake, Song Sijin found an excuse to visit him.

I don't know what he thinks now, but this matter has something to do with him. His mother is still in the Song family, and Song Sijin has to confirm his attitude. If he vents his anger on himself, just tell him to vent his anger. He vented his anger on his mother.

Facts have proved that Song Sijin thought a little too much, and Song Siqiong had completely frightened Duan Lingyao out of his wits.

As soon as Song Sijin entered the room and smelled the smell of medicine, the third young master lying on the bed was terrified to see if there was anyone following him, and seeing no one, he hurriedly asked someone to close the doors and windows tightly.

"Are you okay?" Song Sijin walked to the bedside and asked.

"I'm not good—" Song Siqiong couldn't help crying, his legs were broken, he couldn't get off the ground at all, the pain was unbearable when he turned over a little bit, and even having nightmares at night was the content of being tortured by others.

He tried his best to move to the bed, and grabbed Song Sijin's arm: "Did you mention me again..."

Song Siqiong was unsteady, and pulled Song Sijin's clothes loose. When he looked up, he saw the deep and shallow teeth marks on Song Sijin's shoulder and neck, and his face became paler and more frightened.

"Brother, second brother, you are my own brother, please help me, I don't want to sleep in bed! You hurry up and let the young man go, I don't want to marry him!"

Song Sijin pursed his lips: "You have changed your mind again, what about my mother? If Master Song sees you like this, he may be angry."

Song Siqiong repeatedly assured that as long as Song Sijin quickly took Duan Lingyao away, nothing would happen to Fan Wumei.

"Okay." Song Sijin could only agree, "It was you who wanted to provoke Duan Lingyao, and it was you who regretted it yourself. These things have nothing to do with my mother. You can't trouble her in the future, otherwise... otherwise I will Tell Duan Lingyao to marry you in as a concubine! Together with Master Song!"

Song Siqiong: "Huh?"

Song Sijin tried his best to put on a vicious look, and told him about Master Song being "concerned" by Duan Lingyao. After Song Siqiong listened, he was so shocked that he lost his mind.

The Song family...why did they marry the government of Xinguo?

Song Siqiong wailed loudly.

-

After agreeing with Song Siqiong, Song Sijin asked Duan Lingyao when he would leave Xing'er Village.

Since mother is not here, Song Sijin has no intention of staying any longer.

Duan Lingyao asked him with great interest: "Do you want to go, or your good brother wants us to go?"

Song Sijin lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to understand what he was saying.

Fortunately, Duan Lingyao didn't really want to care about such a trivial matter, he said with a smile: "Actually, he is also planning to leave."

Song Sijin catered to him and said, "There is nothing interesting in Xing'er Village, let's go back to Changxi City."

Duan Lingyao said, "We've had enough fun in Changxi City, it's time to go home."

Song Sijin was stunned.

Duan Lingyao raised a smiling face: "It's almost the end of the year, it's time to go home for the New Year."

Indeed, Duan Lingyao has been in Changxi City for several months, and it's time to go home for the New Year. Doesn't that mean... Song Sijin has a reasonable reason to be relieved!

But before Song Sijin could be happy, Duan Lingyao added leisurely: "You also follow me back."

Song Sijin couldn't restrain himself and asked, "Why?"

"What's the reason?" Duan Lingyao said confidently, "You are mine, and I just want to take you home. Otherwise, what if Brother Jin ran away so far away?"

no!Yaojing is too far away from Changxi City, and after going to Yaojing, I can't even care about my mother.

Song Sijin stood up anxiously: "But, but my home is here, and I have to spend the New Year at home, little prince, I can't run away."

But Duan Lingyao's attitude is extremely tough, I don't care what he says, and if he insists on taking Song Sijin to Yaojing, Song Sijin can't talk to him at all.

When Song Sijin was at his wit's end, Duan Lingyao suddenly asked, "I see that you and your cheap father and cheap brother are not very close, so why do you have to stay at home for the New Year? Is your relationship so harmonious?"

Song Sijin was speechless.

"Do you have something in their hands?" Duan Lingyao adjusted his sitting posture, raised Erlang's legs, and asked him with his chin resting.The posture is very casual, but the eyes are very serious.

He guessed right.

Song Sijin looked at Duan Lingyao, almost lost his mind and told the whole story.

But he quickly thought of what Duan Lingyao threatened him with.

Song Sijin has already realized that Duan Lingyao can't let him go, at least he can't let him go until he gets tired of playing.

If he knew that his mother was the key to controlling himself, would he control his mother to blackmail him like Master Song did?

Is it safer to be with Master Song, or is it safer to be with Duan Lingyao?

Is it easier to escape with Master Song, or is it easier to escape with Duan Lingyao?

Although Mr. Song had many bad things, he didn't dare to take someone's life easily, and Song Sijin was still useful to him.But if Duan Lingyao was accidentally provoked, I'm afraid mother would be as miserable as Song Siqiong.

It's been a few months since Song Sijin was buried alive in the original book. Are these few months enough for Duan Lingyao to get bored with himself, and enough for him to find a chance to escape with his mother?Song Sijin really couldn't guarantee it.

At that time, if Ruo Niangqin was also in Yaojing, if Duan Lingyao got angry, he might not want to bury the two of them alive.It's better to let my mother stay in Changxi City, even if I can't escape the dead end, at least I can't implicate her.

Thinking of this, Song Sijin clenched his fists and slowly shook his head: "No, it's just that they are my relatives after all, so I ask the little father-in-law to help them."

Duan Lingyao looked at him, his eyes were slightly cold and disappointed: "Tch, if you like to talk or not, anyway, I'm not incomplete!"

The little father-in-law was arrogant, domineering, and unreasonable. Song Sijin had no choice but to follow him back to Beijing. He didn't want Fangfei County to be further north. Duan Lingyao wanted to leave directly, not even Changxi City.

Before leaving, Song Sijin wanted to see his mother with his own eyes.

He tried his best to please Duan Lingyao obediently, and begged him. He said all the good things he could say, and finally got Duan Lingyao to agree to go back to Changxi City to have a farewell banquet with Master Song first.

"The sentence just now sounds the best, Brother Jin say it again." Duan Lingyao pressed his face with his hands.

Song Sijin had no choice but to repeat: "I will definitely grow old with my little father-in-law in the future, and we will be together for a hundred years."

"No, that's not what you called me just now!"

"Ling, Lingyao?"

"Call again."

"Lingyao."

"Say it again."

"I will definitely grow old with Lingyao in the future, and we will have a good marriage for a hundred years."

The author says:

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