After being dedicated to the villain

Chapter 50

In the middle of the night, when he was sleeping soundly, a hand suddenly reached out, and Song Sijin woke up instantly.

He took the hand away, rolled over and moved in.

The bed for the master to sleep in the Duke's Mansion has always been made strong, comfortable and spacious. It is completely possible for two people to lie side by side without touching each other.When Song Sijin lay down, he deliberately distanced himself from Duan Lingyao, so when the other party reached out his hand, he wondered if it was intentional.

The sound of moving the position woke up the owner of the handle.Duan Lingyao opened his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously bumped into Song Sijin's side again. He habitually hooked Song Sijin's arm, and muttered, "Brother Jin..."

This time Song Sijin had no room to evade, so he gently pulled his arm out of Duan Lingyao's arms.

Duan Lingyao finally woke up, and the ignorant attachment in the half-dream and half-awake disappeared. He opened his dark eyes, sneered, and said in an arrogant and arrogant tone: "I won't touch it now? When we get married in the future, does it mean that brother Jin wants to be a widow all his life?"

After Song Sijin destroyed the wedding dress that day, Duan Lingyao returned to a strong look, and he would never allow Song Sijin to leave him in any way.However, it may be that Song Sijin is afraid that Song Sijin will go on a hunger strike and ignore others, so he is strong, but he has not been forcing others to subdue him to please himself.

In fact, Song Sijin thought that if he made Duan Lingyao so angry, he would be beaten, or killed directly.After all, some people just offended Duan Lingyao with their words, and he dealt with them badly.

But no, something was quietly changing... Song Sijin was indeed a little surprised—but that was all.In the final analysis, some things have not changed from beginning to end.

It's better to die than to live, but if it's too lazy, maybe it's better to die.

The young man lying in the innermost part of the bed had no intention of arguing with others in the middle of the night, and said softly: "I don't want to marry you, and the wedding dress is gone, why bother."

As soon as the wedding dress was mentioned, Duan Lingyao seemed to be stimulated, and forcibly pulled Song Sijin into his arms, relying on his own strength to wrap it around and not let go, at first glance, he looked like a beast protecting food.

"There are plenty of people who can make wedding dresses in this world. If you don't have one, you can just make another one. Even if you have nothing, you will marry me just by tying a red cloth around your body! I wanted to treat you well." Brother, I will give you all the decency you deserve, but you insist on it... Brother Jin, if you force me again, I will hold a wedding tomorrow."

Song Sijin felt suffocated, fell silent and no longer spoke or struggled.He and Duan Lingyao didn't seem to be able to reason at all. In the eyes of the other party, he was just a favorite toy from beginning to end, and he had to get it if he wanted it.But he never considered that Song Sijin was also a human being, and he wanted those things that Duan Lingyao refused to give him more than fine clothes and good food.

This is a feudal era, but such a small request is the most difficult to achieve.

The two people on the bed were so close, but there was no sign of emotion.

Usually, after Duan Lingyao posted it, there would be a ruckus in a short while. The bed tent was warm, messy, and soft. Every long night, no matter whether they were in love or not, they would spend it cuddling together, letting their hair entangle you. Clinging to me and I clinging to you, fingers hooked to the corners of clothes, heartbeat to heartbeat.

In this small bed net, sometimes Song Sijin would have a bad idea, wanting to escape all the painful truth, just indulge in indulgent happiness.

But every time he wakes up, he has to face the cruel reality day after day.

Now that the bed is cold, and there is no dream to escape from, Song Sijin's heart is more stable.That's good too, so that I don't always hesitate to embrace unrealistic fantasies.

-

As the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, Xin Qing got wormwood and hung it on the door, and prepared a lot of small rice dumplings in advance for Song Sijin to eat.

The rice dumplings of different flavors are wrapped with silk threads of different colors. They are less than half the size of a fist, and one can be eaten in two or three bites.Song Sijin chose one blindly, peeled it open and found it was stuffed with chestnuts and candied dates.

I heard from Xin Qing that there are egg yolk and ham fillings in here. Song Sijin likes meat dumplings, but he couldn't find them after peeling two or three.

After finally peeling one out, Duan Lingyao ran in from the outside.

I don't know what he did before, but when he came in, his face was flushed, as if he had just done a strenuous exercise, he habitually moved over, and snatched the little meat dumpling from Song Sijin's hand in one bite.

"This year's rice dumplings are doing well..."

Duan Lingyao made a comment along the way, and suddenly froze while eating. He lowered his head to look at Song Sijin, who was also in a daze holding up his empty hand.

The two looked away in the next second, and Song Sijin continued to peel the rice dumplings without replying to Duan Lingyao.

Duan Lingyao snorted softly: "Tomorrow the dragon boat race will be held in Qionglin Garden during the Dragon Boat Festival, you go with me."

Song Sijin who was peeling rice dumplings suddenly lost his appetite.If it was in the past, he really wanted to join in the fun, as long as he was not allowed to get close to the water, it would be fine to watch the dragon boat from a distance.

But now he doesn't want to have fun with Duan Lingyao.

Song Sijin put down the rice dumplings, put his hands on his knees, and said seriously: "I don't want to go."

Duan Lingyao sneered: "It's up to you. The Holy Majesty will be there tomorrow. The Holy Majesty is curious about what you look like, so he specially invited you over. When you arrive, don't talk nonsense, and nothing will happen. Also, Yan Xuehui may be there too. You stay away from him."

The sudden meeting with the supreme ruler of the feudal society made Song Sijin irritable and a little scared, and he didn't even want to say anything for a while.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Duan Lingyao was a little dissatisfied. He reached out and peeled a rice dumpling, and handed it to Song Sijin's mouth: "Eat."

Song Sijin hid to the side.

"You don't want to eat, because you want the Holy One to think you are dissatisfied, and then help you uphold justice?"

Song Sijin is not so naive, he just doesn't want to eat what Duan Lingyao feeds.

But this time, Duan Lingyao didn't stop. He stepped on the edge of the table, stepped forward over half of the stone table, and then grabbed Song Sijin's jaw with lightning speed, and stuffed the little rice dumpling into it. .

Zongzi stuffed his mouth full, and then covered it with his palm, Song Sijin struggled but could only hold it in his mouth.

"That's good." Duan Lingyao hooked his index finger and scratched Song Sijin's Adam's apple twice briskly. He warned with a smile, "Brother Jin had better not make everyone unhappy in front of the Holy One. Everyone is as easy to talk as a family."

Seeing Song Sijin nod his head, Duan Lingyao let go.

The moment he was released, Song Sijin bent down and spat out the rice dumpling in his mouth, which accidentally hit his throat just now, making his stomach sick.

Duan Lingyao sat back in his chair and raised his legs arrogantly. The moment no one saw him, his eyes dimmed.

-

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Song Sijin came to Qionglin Garden for the second time.

The people present today are different from those at the Qionglin Banquet last time, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are curious about Song Sijin.

Being watched probingly by so many strangers, Song Sijin was indescribably uncomfortable.

Considering that most of these people are officials and dignitaries, he is even more nervous.

Song Sijin subconsciously hid behind Duan Lingyao until he walked to a place where there were few people. Then he suddenly realized something and hurriedly distanced himself from Duan Lingyao.

But it didn't work out.

Hearing an unhappy cold snort, Duan Lingyao grabbed his wrist, and Song Sijin tried to pull it back, but he couldn't.

"Why, are you shy?" Duan Lingyao said eccentrically, "If brother Jin wants to be protected by others, just say so. Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that brother Jin has a backbone now and is not afraid of anything."

Song Sijin: "..."

That being said, the hand was still there.

When he was in front of several people, Duan Lingyao finally let go of Song Sijin, ran over to a middle-aged man with a smile and called uncle affectionately.

When the sound came out, Song Sijin suddenly became nervous. He saw that the man Duan Lingyao called his uncle was not particularly tall, his face was a little pale, and his brows showed the black and blue of years of lingering illness.

Regardless of whether he was nervous or not, Duan Lingyao called him over and said, "Look, uncle, this is my fiancé Song Sijin, and he is the younger brother of the new champion!"

Before coming, Duan Lingyao sent someone to teach Song Sijin some etiquette. Song Sijin pursed his lips and knelt down to salute. The Holy Majesty coughed lightly and said, "Today is the festival. I want to enjoy myself with the people. I don't need to pay attention to these things. Why, Lingyao didn't tell you?"

Duan Lingyao said with a smile: "That's right, brother Kejin is born honest and simple, when he sees His Majesty, he only remembers to be in awe, and he doesn't care about anything else."

The Holy One laughed and said: "If such an honest child falls into your hands, won't you be bullied every day? Song...Song Sijin, tell me, you are willing to marry Lingyao?"

Song Sijin knew he should say yes, but he couldn't say it.

Duan Lingyao was watching from the front, admiring his forced helplessness, why should he let him succeed... Song Sijin remained silent and did not reply.

The Holy One said leisurely: "What's the meaning? Are you willing or not? Why can't you even speak?"

Seeing that Song Sijin still didn't respond, Duan Lingyao became angry from embarrassment and said, "You're a dead duck! You wait for me, young master, I will clean up until you beg me to marry you!"

"Lingyao." The Holy Master patted his arm and persuaded with a smile, "Okay, this is really an honest boy, so stop bullying him all day long."

"It's his luck that I see him. He doesn't know good from bad." Duan Lingyao coquettishly said, "Uncle, my nephew has listened to your words and brought him back well. Look at him like this. If one day I take him You can't blame me if you play badly."

"It's nonsense, if you like it, treat people well, don't bully people all day long."

He had heard that the Holy Majesty treated Duan Lingyao like his own son, but seeing him today really deserves his reputation.Song Sijin became more and more disappointed, thinking that he was right not to answer, even if he said he didn't want to, the emperor couldn't save him.

The ruling class and the ruling class are always together.

After the Holy Majesty asked Song Sijin to get up, he didn't talk to him again, perhaps seeing that he was dull and boring, so he had no interest in this person.

Song Sijin sat in a corner in a daze, Duan Lingyao had no time to take care of him, because he was also a member of the dragon boat race.

Speaking of which, this part of the plot seems to be mentioned in the original book... By the way, Yan Xuehui is going to make trouble.

On the artificial lake, Duan Lingyao is in a team with the dudes, Yan Xuehui is in a team with the princelings, and the two dragon boats are racing forward, chasing each other and not giving in to each other.

Song Sijin silently cheered for Yan Xuehui.

In the end, Yan Xuehui did not disappoint Song Sijin. His dragon boat took the lead to win, and everyone watched with enthusiasm and joy.

But it was nothing, when the Holy Majesty enjoyed the dragon boat race and was about to reward the winner, Yan Xuehui, who won the victory, suddenly knelt down on the ground and made a big salute to the Holy Majesty.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, today's Dragon Boat Festival ceremony, I won the dragon boat race, I don't want other prizes, I just want to ask His Majesty to accept the same gift for the occasion."

"Oh?" Sheng Shang became interested, "What kind of ceremony is called a fitting occasion?"

Yan Xuehui said: "Your Majesty, please take a look."

After that, he blew a whistle, and beside the artificial lake, a behemoth covered by a curtain revealed its true face in the uproar—it was a huge and gorgeous ship, bigger than all the ships currently owned by Dayue Kingdom.

When he saw the ship, the Holy Majesty showed surprise. For a supreme ruler like him, only things with the word "most" can attract his interest.

Yan Xue replied that she was sweet and could blow, and she spoke one sentence at a time. Your Majesty will open the canal in Taiping tomorrow to make people's lives more prosperous. He, many skilled craftsmen, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who is still in confinement, opened up the project to be worthy of such a wise and mighty Majesty. On the Grand Canal, I racked my brains to create this big, beautiful and stable boat. With this boat, Your Majesty can comfortably see the beautiful scenery on both sides of the canal!

After hearing these words, the Holy Dragon was overjoyed. His health was very bad. Someone discussed privately that he might not be able to last this year, but didn't he watch the dragon boat race properly?Now Yan Xue said that he can see the beautiful scenery of the canal, which means that he can live a long life with good fortune.

When the Holy One is happy, everyone is happy, at least on the face.He generously rewarded Yan Xuehui, thinking that his good son also contributed a lot, but today's festival could not be happy with everyone, after thinking about it, he decided to lift the prince's confinement.

After watching the dragon boat race, the Holy Spirit was exhausted and left first.

Duan Lingyao splashed all over the boat and ran to change clothes.

Song Sijin bowed his head and counted the ants crawling on the ground, and a smiling voice sounded above his head: "Young Master Song, we meet again."

"Master Yan." Song Sijin looked around to make sure that he didn't walk over by accident, he was the only one nearby, why did he come here?

"After we parted that day, I kept thinking that Mr. Song is obviously the younger brother of the number one scholar, yet he has to be humiliated like this. It's a real grievance."

Yan Xuehui opened the hem of her clothes and sat next to Song Sijin. He handed him a piece of watermelon: "Would you like to eat it?"

The word number one scholar became more and more depressed in his heart, Song Sijin shook his head, "I won't eat, thank you."

"No appetite? I heard what the young master said just now." Yan Xuehui sighed, "If Mr. Song doesn't need to marry, he must be able to obtain fame and family like ordinary men."

What he said was right and very reasonable, but Song Sijin felt restless when he heard it.

Fortunately, Duan Lingyao, who had changed his clothes, appeared at this time. He saw Yan Xuehui sitting next to Song Sijin from a distance, raised his eyebrows and walked towards this direction aggressively.

Yan Xuehui didn't dare to confront him head-on, left a sentence "If necessary, I am willing to help you" and left quickly.

After Yan Xuehui left, Duan Lingyao came, and Song Sijin found himself heaving a sigh of relief, probably because he was already familiar with Duan Lingyao's temper, and he would not be as nervous as when facing Yan Xuehui.

"Didn't I tell you not to get too close to him!"

As soon as Duan Lingyao came over, he pulled Song Sijin to a rockery and forced him to ask, "What did he tell you?"

The sun was shining brightly, the rockery was rugged, and the birds and frogs were calling one after another. Song Sijin couldn't relax and appreciate such a beautiful scenery. No matter what he thought, it was Duan Lingyao's fault.

Song Sijin tried to withdraw his hand: "It's nothing."

"Nothing?" Duan Lingyao sneered, "I advise you not to think about asking Yan Xuehui to help you get out of the sea of ​​suffering. I warn you, this person is very evil, and every time he is about to be caught with a pigtail, he will turn danger into luck, saying Maybe some heresy method was used behind the scenes."

Song Sijin thought, where is it that someone used a strange method, it was just the halo of the protagonist, and besides, how could a person like Duan Lingyao have the nerve to talk about others.

Thinking of this, he was a little tired. It was obvious that Duan Lingyao no longer trusted him, which was fine, but he didn't understand: "Are you afraid that others will destroy your toys, or what?"

As soon as the words fell, the expression on Duan Lingyao's face faded for a moment, he pursed his lips, his eyes sparkled: "You don't understand, there are so many people here, I have to say that, otherwise—"

"Otherwise what?"

The eyelashes fluttered quickly, and Duan Lingyao said angrily: "Otherwise, someone will use you to blackmail me, especially Yan Xue, to return to that bitch, so don't get any closer to him, okay?"

Is this the reason?

Song Sijin looked up at Duan Lingyao, and looked very carefully. The bright light gathered in Song Sijin's eyes, and they couldn't see clearly.

Many times, Song Sijin couldn't figure out what Duan Lingyao was thinking. He used to be very afraid of him, afraid that he would kill him, that he would beat him or something, so he stopped guessing if he couldn't figure it out, and only tried to please him cautiously to save his life.

but now--

"You despise me in front of others, do you want to protect me?"

Duan Lingyao raised his chin, his eyes somewhat embarrassed: "Who wants to protect you, I'm afraid you will hurt me."

Song Sijin asked softly, "Why did you get involved?"

"What if someone grabs you and threatens me?"

"You don't have to."

Duan Lingyao called him angrily: "Song Sijin!"

Song Sijin fell silent for a moment, he really hated Duan Lingyao's appearance - moody, arrogant and perverse, and he couldn't speak clearly.

No matter how dull a person is, he still wants to understand his doubts, but when he was with Duan Lingyao, he often couldn't see clearly, couldn't figure it out, and was either afraid or uneasy.

Thinking of this, Song Sijin couldn't help but get a little angry. He pursed his lips tightly and stared at Duan Lingyao, with undisguised hatred in his eyes—the first time Duan Lingyao saw it, he panicked for a moment: "You Let's see what people are doing..."

But soon he straightened his chest again, not to be outdone and afraid that people would really get angry, so he reluctantly gave an explanation: "I mean, I am the only one who can bully me, and he, Yan Xuehui, is not worthy."

Sure enough...

An inexplicable intuition taught Song Sijin to strike back recklessly, although the voice of the counterattack was flat and soft: "Little Lord, you only want to protect me if you like me, you can just say so."

Duan Lingyao blushed hotly, as if on fire, he looked around but didn't look at Song Sijin: "What are you talking about, tsk, you don't believe it anyway."

"But you said so."

Duan Lingyao bit her lip, trying to put on a haughty look: "That's because you were pretty well-behaved before..."

"You're really annoying."

Duan Lingyao's voice stopped abruptly.

Song Sijin raised his voice slightly: "Fortunately, I don't like you."

Duan Lingyao was silent for a long time, then sneered suddenly: "What a coincidence, I don't like you now either."

Song Sijin lowered his eyes slightly: "Then let me go."

Duan Lingyao was almost pissed off by him, he gritted his teeth, and it took him a long time to force out a smile. He intentionally flirtatiously hugged Song Sijin's waist, and squeezed his buttocks hard: "Brother Jin is such a fun toy, even if If I don't like it, I can't bear to let it go, and I can't bear to let others destroy it casually."

Song Sijin thought for a while, knelt down and grabbed a millipede from the weeds, and put it on Duan Lingyao's arm.

So in the next second, a scream erupted from the corner of Qionglin Garden.

-

"He's too bad." Duan Lingyao's eyes were straightened, and he criticized forcefully, "Being proud of being favored and making progress, relying on me to dote on him and bully me!"

Qin Duchuan was helpless: "Okay, he is a bad guy, what are you going to do with him?"

Duan Lingyao raised his chin proudly: "I'm going to torture him so hard that he won't dare to hate me anymore."

"How did you torture him?"

"..."

"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it."

"It doesn't matter, I'm going to torture him anyway."

Qin Duchuan was speechless.

Originally, Duan Lingyao came here to discuss with him about the prince's lifting of the confinement, but during the conversation, he drank too much for no reason, and the topic turned sharply, and turned to a certain villain who bullied him.

At the beginning, Qin Duchuan felt that it was a novelty. His cousin had a flamboyant personality and was young. He wanted to get whatever he liked, and then he played with it affectionately and lovingly for a long time, and then abandoned it like a shoe when he got tired of playing.

It was the first time he saw Duan Lingyao caring so much about someone, the first time he kept loving him for such a long time, and the first time he saw him being so aggrieved, complaining and unrelenting.

But listening to a drunk complaining solemnly and confusedly for a long time will annoy even the most patient person.

Qin Duchuan took away the wine glass that Duan Lingyao was holding: "Do you like it that much?"

Duan Lingyao stared at his misty eyes, and retorted firmly: "Nonsense, I don't like him."

Qin Duchuan: "Are you sure?"

Duan Lingyao's lips began to tremble. He wanted to maintain a proud and disdainful look, but he didn't succeed: "I don't like people who hate me. He doesn't like me, and I don't want to like him. I have everything, and I don't care about it." , it's not rare..."

Qin Duchuan: "In this case, don't want him anymore."

Duan Lingyao: "No! You don't understand..."

Qin Duchuan chuckled: "It's just a beautiful plaything. If you like it, you can take a few more. Why bother to hang yourself on a tree. Being trapped by love is not the work of a man. Lingyao, you were not like this before. "

Sometimes, Qin Duchuan couldn't figure out what Duan Lingyao was thinking. His cousin was very sweet and coquettish, but he was very strong inside. Even though they grew up together, they wouldn't tell him anything.

In Duan Lingyao's mind, there was always a tight string hanging in his mind, which made him dare not completely let go of his guard against anyone.

Because I am too afraid, too afraid of being hurt by people I care about, and as long as I don't care, I won't have weaknesses, and I won't get hurt.

Qin Duchuan is very clear about this, but he has never exposed it, because he is the same.

Qin Duchuan called Xin Yi and asked them to send Duan Lingyao back: "There is one more thing, I just forgot to tell the son, when he wakes up, you tell him that my good brother's right-hand man, Mr. Yan, seems to be talking to the fourth son recently. Contact, tell him to pay more attention. Also, His Royal Highness will definitely find him when he lifts the confinement, no matter it is an apology or a provocation, don't conflict with others too much."

After finally returning to the Duke's Mansion, Duan Lingyao suddenly made a fuss and refused to go back to his courtyard.

Xin Qing hurried to ask Song Sijin to help.

In Song Sijin's heart, both Xin Qing and Xin Yi were very good people. Although he didn't really want to talk to Duan Lingyao, but wanted to help them, Song Sijin got up from the bed.

Song Sijin was walking, but suddenly stopped, and hesitantly hid behind the pillar.

Because he saw Mrs. Guogong.

Duan Lingyao was sitting on the railing, sitting upright, the Duke's wife walked past him indifferently, when only his back was left, Duan Lingyao suddenly said: "Mother, when will you take Yaoyao home?"

In the secluded duke's mansion, the sound of a needle falling could be heard quietly.

Mrs. Duke paused for one step, only took one step, and left without looking back.

Song Sijin didn't come to Duan Lingyao until she disappeared. The drunk young man collapsed like a jade mountain, smirked at him, then tilted his body, and fell asleep completely.

The author says:

This chapter has been revised;

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