After being dedicated to the villain

Duan Lingyao picked things up very quickly, unlike Song Sijin, who was slow to pick up things, as if he was afraid of shocking something.

So other people in the room also knelt down to help pick them up, and quickly packed them all up.

Song Sijin slightly opened his eyes wide, holding the pieces in his arms, he was so scared that he held his breath just now and dared not speak, but now he was confused by Duan Lingyao again;

Xin Yi cleverly found a new box and packed these stone and wood carvings. Duan Lingyao held the box with one hand, still tilted his face, stretched out his hand, and handed it to Song Sijin.

Song Sijin was flattered, took it carefully, and hugged her tightly.

He still doesn't know who Duan Lingyao thought of himself before, but now it seems that there should be no misunderstanding.

Sure enough, Duan Lingyao said: "It's getting late, you, you go and rest."

When saying this, Duan Lingyao still did not look at Song Sijin, and stared out the window a little awkwardly, as if admiring the dark night sky.

Exhausted after narrow escape, Song Sijin hugged the new box, said hello in a low voice, and hurried out the door.

He thoughtfully closed the door back, and walked out two more steps, his legs gave way, and he almost fell to his knees.

He supported the wall, gritted his teeth and stood up again. He was dressed in rags, and when the cool wind blew, he kept sneaking in through the cracks, stroking his body covered with fine scratches.

This taste is itchy with a little pain, very uncomfortable.

Song Sijin resisted and went back to the previous wing, locked the door tightly, finally couldn't help it, hid on the bed, covered himself with a quilt and cried silently.

……

After Song Sijin left, Duan Lingyao put his hands on his chin and listened to Xin Bai's report depressedly.

Long before coming to Changxi City, Duan Lingyao had investigated that the Song family had an outstanding eldest son who was married and was studying in Beijing to prepare for the imperial examination, and there was also a beloved younger son who was about the same age as himself.

The title of this trip was a marriage contract with the Song family. I thought the Song family would ask the youngest son to come out to meet the contract, but I didn't expect that it was the second son who was rarely heard about.

When they first met, Duan Lingyao was quite suspicious of Song Sijin, so he asked someone to go out to investigate. It was raining and the road was difficult, so Xin Bai came back and carefully relayed the information he had found.

"I heard that the second son of the Song family's biological mother was born as a humble servant. Master Song forced her to conceive the child after he was drunk one night. The second son of the Song family was an idiot when he was young. They were sent to a village in the countryside. According to the villagers, they had a hard time in the early years. Later, the second son of the Song Dynasty gradually became clearer, but he was still a bit stupid, and his temperament was weak and easy to deceive. The mother and son basically never left the countryside. The master also rarely goes to the Zhuangzi, and occasionally goes a few times, all for the purpose of checking accounts and doing business, which has almost nothing to do with the mother and son."

Xin Qing didn't just bring back a box when he went out. He also checked the Chu Yunxi mentioned in the letter. He was a poor scholar who grew up in the same village as Song Sijin, so there was nothing special about him.

The address matched the address Xin Bai found, which undoubtedly confirmed that Song Sijin was fine.

Duan Lingyao's expression was complicated: "So, I was bluffed by a fool?"

Xin Yi said indignantly: "The Song family has a lot of thieves. They are reluctant to kiss their sons and want to get married. We must deal with them properly."

Duan Lingyao twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's up to you to say."

But now is not the time.

Xin Yi said again: "Then how are you going to deal with the Second Young Master Song?"

Thinking of her marriage contract, thinking of the bottomless muddy water in Yaojing, and thinking of the eyes of countless people whose desires cannot be filled... Duan Lingyao leaned on the square table, staring at the light and dancing candle shadow, and thought of something else.

"Look again."

Duan Lingyao said: "I have my own plan."

……

The sky is clear, the sun is shining, and the distant mountains are like Daisy.

Someone knocked on the door early in the morning. When I opened the door, it was Xin Yi.

Not only did they bring breakfast, but also a small jar of light green ointment.

"Second Young Master Song, is your throat still comfortable today? After dinner later, I will ask a doctor to take a look at it, so as not to leave the root cause of the disease."

Song Sijin couldn't sleep well all night, his eyelids were a little swollen, and his voice was a little hoarse: "It's already much better, so there's no need for a doctor."

"It must be, this is what our young master personally ordered."

Song Sijin couldn't refuse anymore, so he responded softly, and was about to retreat to the door, when Xin Yi grabbed the door frame: "Wait, there is this ointment, it has been applied to remove scars and reduce swelling, don't forget to use it."

"I see, thank you."

Song Sijin sat on the bed, pulled over the screen, gently took off his tattered clothes, and rubbed the ointment on his body.

He didn't think there was anything worthy of attention to this cat's scratch-like mark. When he woke up, he was covered with thin scabs, but the one on his neck was a little more conspicuous.

But Duan Lingyao asked him to use the medicine, and he used it, feeling conflicted by Duan Lingyao's attitude while wiping it.

Good for a while, bad for a while, Song Sijin is the worst at dealing with this kind of people.

Mopping, he sighed softly, probably... now it's changing for the better.

After finishing the meal, Song Sijin found that there was no guard in front of the door, and the door of the master bedroom was ajar, so no one noticed him for a while.

Afraid of being grounded by the capricious Duan Lingyao later, Song Sijin hurriedly hugged his new box and walked out quietly.

Leaving Qixia Courtyard, he quickened his pace, and within a few steps, he saw Zhao Xiaozhi, who was staring at the high wall of Qixia Courtyard, frowning and meditating.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhao Xiaozhi turned his head and was stunned, then guilt and anger appeared on his face: "Young Master Song, how are you doing?"

Song Sijin approached and shook his head, and explained in a low voice: "It's okay, it's just that the clothes are torn, and the little father-in-law didn't do anything to me."

How can it be!Zhao Xiaozhi caught a glimpse of the bloodstain on his neck, and also saw the thin marks on the tattered clothes, how could he dare to believe what Song Sijin said, so he looked away because it was inconvenient for him to look more.

"Sorry." Zhao Xiaozhi clenched his fists and said, "I came up with a bad idea to make you suffer like this."

Song Sijin shook his head quickly: "I know that General Zhao wanted to help me. I started this matter. General Zhao doesn't need to feel guilty."

Zhao Xiaozhi's expression became more and more embarrassing, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he finally accepted the statement and didn't explain too much.

Song Sijin continued: "Actually, I am the one who should apologize. Did I...disappoint you yesterday?"

"Young Master Song is thinking too much."

Knowing that he was being polite, Song Sijin smiled shyly and asked again: "General Zhao, can I ask you something?"

"Young Master Song, you don't have to worry, just speak up."

"Can I ask you to help me take my mother away?"

Zhao Xiaozhi then asked: "What happened to Mrs. Song?"

"It's not Mrs. Song, it's my mother." Song Sijin explained softly, "She's called Fan Wumei. She used to live in the Song family's Zhuangzi in Xing'er Village, Fangfei County. Life was not easy. I don't know if Master Song has taken her to another place. The place."

Zhao Xiaozhi was a little surprised: "You are a concubine? Mr. Song, pay attention to some titles, otherwise you will easily cause trouble."

trouble?In fact, Song Sijin had been told some rules long ago, but he just didn't want to call them that.

"General Zhao, can you help me?"

"This...what is your mother's identity?"

"It turned out to be a maid."

Zhao Xiaozhi was quite embarrassed: "Does she have other children?"

"No more, just me."

"Young Master Song, please forgive me." Zhao Xiaozhi kindly reminded, "It is very difficult for a helpless woman to live outside alone, besides, she is a lowly slave, who belongs to Master Song, and outsiders have no right to intervene. Considering your current situation, you might as well think more about yourself, because a conflict with your father because of a servant girl would be justified."

He is so considerate of others, and what he thinks and says is indeed in line with the current truth, but this is not Song Sijin's truth.

The young man held the box tighter and tighter, the expression on his face gradually dimmed, and he forced himself to smile, which didn't look very good: "I see."

Yesterday he vowed to help him so much, but he came up with a bad idea, and today he couldn't respond to the other party's request. Zhao Xiaozhi felt ashamed and said, "It's really inconvenient to meddle in Mr. Song's backyard. But Mr. Song wants to leave here , I can think of another way.”

Song Sijin said, "I don't want to involve you any longer."

"You don't have to worry, Duan Lingyao dare not kill me yet."

Thinking of yesterday, Song Sijin couldn't help being afraid, he didn't quite understand, didn't Zhao Xiaozhi feel it, Duan Lingyao at that time...was really murderous.

Could it be that I was too timid and felt wrong?

Song Sijin shook his head: "I have no backbone, it's very bad, but there's nothing I can do about it. General Zhao, you are a good person, everyone bullies the weak and fears the strong, I dare not listen to you, but I dare not listen to the young man. I don't want to disappoint you again, and I don't want to implicate you again, in the future... please don't conflict with him for me again. "

He was already weak, and his mother was coerced by others, so it became more and more difficult to escape from this quagmire.

It is better to tell him to wait slowly, endure slowly, and slowly find a way out that does not hurt others.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Zhao Xiaozhi stopped talking, and shifted his gaze to Song Sijin's hand: "What is this?"

"It's nothing, just some miscellaneous things." Song Sijin opened it and gave him a look, "You..." Do you want to pick one, and treat it as a thank you for what happened yesterday.

But Zhao Xiaozhi asked him: "Do you want to throw it out for you?"

Song Sijin put the lid back silently, shook his head: "No need."

The words have come to this point, there is nothing more to say, when the two of them said goodbye, they both looked a little bit disheartened.

Song Sijin was afraid of a possible crisis in the future, but Zhao Xiaozhi's reason was unknown.

-

Song Sijin was taken aback when he returned to Qixia Courtyard. Xin Yi was waiting for him with a smile on his hands holding a few piles of new clothes. He didn't know how long he had been waiting.

But he didn't ask Song Sijin where he was, Song Sijin pretended nothing happened, changed his clothes obediently, followed him to see a doctor, and drank a bowl of bitter soup.

When Xin Yi was about to leave, Song Sijin hesitated, and asked, "Can I go back to my original residence?"

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Of course, you can."

Being pardoned suddenly, Song Sijin was so happy, his eyes subconsciously bent, thanked Xin Yi, and couldn't wait to leave with his baby.

Back to the small courtyard named Cang Cui, Song Sijin hurriedly ran into the house.

Da Zhuang looked at him twice, and after a while, Song Sijin hid his treasure box, poked his head out and asked Da Zhuang, "Did you see Sanxi?"

If the love medicine was not given by Duan Lingyao, then there is no doubt that it can only be Sanxi.

Da Zhuang replied in a low voice, "He was kicked out, and he should return to the Song Mansion now."

It seems that there is no way to find him to ask him clearly now, although Song Sijin doesn't know, what can he do after asking him clearly.

At the beginning, I didn't doubt Sanxi because Master Song had emphasized several times before that Song Sijin would not be allowed to use the method of prescribing drugs.

For people from such a family background as the young man, it is extremely taboo to use medicines on their own, no matter what the effect is. Once they are discovered, they will definitely not get good results.

But it turns out that the little father-in-law is not allowed to use medicine, but can he use it for himself...

Song Sijin was disappointed.

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感谢在2022-07-0717:30:02-2022-07-0817:41:27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 mines: I want to drink Coke, holowin1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Hongxiu Tianxiang; 20 bottles of Gejia; 5 bottles of Meow; 1 bottle of Wei Zi;

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