After being dedicated to the villain

After reading the letter, Duan Lingyao's eyes turned black. He didn't look at Song Sijin again. He raised his hand and put the letter on the candle to burn it. Watching the ashes fly away with the breeze, he said in a hoarse voice: "Xin Yi, go to the Third Highness's mansion to send a message in person, hurry up, right now."

He whispered a few words in Xin Yi's ear, and Xin Yi looked at Song Sijin in surprise, then turned around and ran away.

The door was closed again, but at this time the two people in the room were no longer in the mood to embrace each other happily.

Duan Lingyao kept his back to Song Sijin, he was trembling, he raised his hand to cover his mouth and trembled.

No matter how stupid Song Sijin was, he still understood what was in that letter. It had already been burned, how could this happen?Shenhun became more fearful and restless because of his confusion, which made him guess over and over again, how Duan Lingyao would deal with him.

But Duan Lingyao didn't immediately get angry and asked someone to drag him out and bury him alive. He just supported the table and bent his body bit by bit, as if he was about to be unable to bear it.

pat.

A shiny thing slid across the air, Song Sijin looked along and saw the water marks on the ground.

"So you're still lying to me." Duan Lingyao's voice was hoarse, soft, and almost out of tune, "It's always been my wishful thinking, and I've never been in love... Song Sijin, you really impress me."

Song Sijin raised his hand helplessly, flustered in his heart, no, he didn't lie this time, he admitted that he had the idea of ​​using Duan Lingyao, but he really didn't want to frame him.

"My lord, I..."

"Enough!" Duan Lingyao was furious and interrupted him loudly, "Don't talk to me!"

Duan Lingyao stumbled and ran out, obviously he was the one who vented his anger loudly, but he was so sad that he was about to shatter in the next second.The door was slammed shut, and Duan Lingyao fled from the room that suffocated him.

He was afraid that if he stayed inside for a while, he would do something irreversible—the saddest thing was this. He was so heartbroken that he was dying, and he was cheated almost to the point of ruining his family, but he couldn't help but be afraid of hurting the other party.

He wandered alone in the huge Duke's mansion, like a lonely wandering soul.

This is obviously his home, but few people sincerely welcome him back.

It's so ridiculous, if others know what I'm like now, I'm afraid I can laugh myself to death.Duan Lingyao raised the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, mocking himself that he must have been infected by Song Sijin to become weaker and weaker... Yes, he was infected by Song Sijin and became weaker and weaker. However, Song Sijin became more and more ruthless, not only not afraid of him, but also dared to do such a thing.

Does he really hate him so much?

why?

Duan Lingyao sat on the corridor, his always beautiful face covered with tears and pale as snow, he stared blankly at the darkness ahead, not knowing what to do with Song Sijin.

He is his own, and will always be his own. If he commits such a great crime, simply... just block his mouth so that he can never say bad words!Then tie his hands so that he can never push himself away!Finally, tie a chain around his waist, so that he can only stay at home forever!

That way he can't hurt himself, and can't leave himself.

Duan Lingyao's expression changed several times, he smiled intermittently, gritted his teeth and gasped for breath, but he still couldn't make the most cruel decision.

No, no, don't think so, brother Jin has his own in his heart, he was forced, it's all Yan Xuehui's fault!

It's just possible...Maybe he is not that important, maybe in his heart, after all, he hates more than he loves.

Before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face, Duan Lingyao raised his sleeve to wipe his face, he sniffled, and his mood calmed down a little.It's too embarrassing, don't be like this, never feel sad for people who hate you-you obviously made up your mind a long time ago.

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A servant hurried past while clutching his stomach. He didn't see Duan Lingyao who was sitting in the shadows. He accidentally bumped into someone. He raised his head and was about to scold, but his legs gave way first. !"

Duan Lingyan's eyes were sore and his voice was hoarse: "What are you all running for?"

After calming down for a while, Duan Lingyao found that many servants in the mansion came and went in a hurry, and their faces were full of anxiety.

The servant replied in shame: "I don't know what happened to the dinner at night. Many of the guys are having stomach troubles. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

For a long time, there are two kitchens that cook for the master and the servants. The food cooked for the master must be delicate, delicious and safe. Every step is watched by someone to prevent anyone from tampering with the meal.

But cooking for the servants is not so particular. Few people think that the conspiracy will target a group of servants, so when they have a stomachache, everyone just thinks that the ingredients purchased in the kitchen today have deteriorated.

But Duan Lingyao was different. What happened tonight was enough to wake him up. After knowing that most of the servants had a stomachache, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Ask people who are not sick to guard all the entrances and exits in the mansion. No one is allowed to enter or exit without the order of this prince!"

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Song Sijin sat at the table and thought about it for a long time, thinking about the back of Duan Lingyao crying and running away, thinking about the tears he shed, thinking about his angry expression, thinking about how he would treat himself, and thinking about how this matter will eventually end. How to end.

He didn't send that letter by himself, but Duan Lingyao probably won't believe him anymore.

If it were me, I would never trust that liar again after encountering such repeated deceptions.

Now that Yan Xuehui's requested mission failed, Duan Lingyao's trust no longer exists, and things have gone to the worst direction, Song Sijin is afraid, and hardly dares to make any decisions on his own.

If only that letter hadn't been burned, Duan Lingyao might have believed that he hadn't framed him again when he saw two identical letters.

But regretting doesn't help, so I can only wait here to die?

Song Sijin wanted to do something, but had no concrete idea.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound outside the door, followed by Shoushou's threatening whine, the cat raised its tail facing the door, its fur all over its body exploded as if it was about to dive over.

A figure was reflected on the door, and Song Sijin looked at it in surprise. The next moment the door was opened, and Da Zhuang rushed in, dragging Xin Qing who had fainted to the ground.

The mighty Shoushou was frightened and jumped under the bed.

"Hands up."

Song Sijin looked at him in astonishment, not understanding what he was doing: "What did you do to Xin Qing?"

Da Zhuang closed the door with his backhand, and dragged Xin Qing to the bed: "It's nothing, just knocked out."

Song Sijin gradually came to his senses, and he hurried forward to stop Da Zhuang angrily: "You put the letter in the study? Why?"

Da Zhuang said expressionlessly, "To save you."

Song Sijin looked at him blankly, as if seeing a huge cloud of fog being blown away bit by bit before his eyes.

The tall and silent servant, who is used to being ignored by others, bypassed his titular master and stuffed the fainted Xin Qing under the bed. His voice was calm and calm, unshaken by the chaos at the moment:

"After you met the master that day, Mr. Yan guessed that you would not be able to accomplish anything. Although your temperament is weak and easy to control, you are too soft-hearted and not ruthless. Just in case, Mr. Yan prepared a second letter for me. Order me to carry out another plan as soon as I find out that you have missed."

"what's the plan?"

"Kill you, pretend to be the fourth prince to frame the prince and the third prince, and you found out that this conspiracy was killed by the fourth prince. If you are dead, even if Duan Lingyao finds the letter, he will not suspect the Song family and His Royal Highness the prince."

The two most powerful princes competing for the throne are fighting to the death, which does not mean that others have no desire to covet it, but the other princes do not have the power of the two, and there are few supporters who want to fight for the throne.

But they will also jump from time to time, which makes people feel very uncomfortable, so it is a good choice for Qin Youshan to divert the disaster.

It turned out that Yan Xuehui had prepared different countermeasures from the very beginning, he was really thoughtful, and he deserved to be the protagonist.Song Sijin pinched his fingertips tightly, relying on the slight pain to stay awake: "But you didn't do that."

"Yes." Da Zhuang said, "I was originally a vanguard soldier of the Chen Kingdom. I became a deserter ten years ago and almost died of illness on the streets. It was the master who brought me home for treatment and rebirth. My life belongs to the master. The master let me die." I will do what I do. But this matter is of great importance, and innocent people should not be affected. I wanted to put the letter in Duan Lingyao's study, pretending that you had completed the task, so that Mr. Yan would not suspect you of tipping the news, and I would not have to Kill you again, but I didn't expect to be discovered so soon."

He sneaked in when the guards in the study room were changing shifts, put the letter away and waited until Xin Qing was the only one guarding the yard, so he came out and knocked Xin Qing unconscious.

Da Zhuang said: "At this point, we can only leave Duan Mansion first, Second Young Master, let's go."

Unexpectedly, Da Zhuang cared more about his own safety than Mr. Song. Song Sijin was in a mixed mood. He was a little grateful at the moment, but at the same time couldn't help being afraid: "Where can I go? The missions have all failed, and even if I go back, I won't be able to get anything good. Besides, my mother is still in Yan Xuehui's hands...how about you just kill me!"

Just like Yan Xuehui's backup plan, as long as Song Sijin dies, mother will be fine.

Da Zhuang was stunned for a moment: "No, Duan Lingyao has decided that you framed him, even if you die, it won't help."

"Then what should we do?" Song Sijin pinched his fingers anxiously.

Da Zhuang said in a low voice: "Leave here first, and when you go back, you will say that you were caught by Duan Lingyao by mistake. I can only rescue you first, don't say that you have confessed to him. No matter whether you have any love for the master and Mr. Yan Use it, at least it won't implicate Lingtang."

The study room is next to the bedroom, and Da Zhuang eavesdropped on it through the wall.

Song Sijin, who was already dizzy by a series of things, really couldn't think of any other ideas, so he could only listen to Da Zhuang first: "What should I say when I go back? Mr. Yan is so smart, I'm afraid he will find out that I lied .”

Da Zhuang said: "You said that when you put the letter, you didn't notice that Duan Lingyao had pinched a hair in the drawer, and that's when he discovered it. Duan Lingyao has a deep mind and a suspicious temperament. Master Yan knows him, so he will definitely not doubt it."

Song Sijin was puzzled: "Hair? Good."

At this moment, Da Zhuang suddenly looked outside vigilantly.

He raised his hand to pick up the scissors on the table and threw them to Song Sijin: "Hold your self-defense, Duan Lingyao is coming, I'll hide first. Second young master, Duan Lingyao is cruel and vicious. Now that he has lost trust in you, he might kill you. Handle yourself carefully."

Song Sijin frantically hid the scissors in his sleeves, Da Zhuang had already rolled over the bedposts and onto the beams, the next moment the door was pushed open, and a gust of cool wind blew in along the open door.

Duan Lingyao strode in, his bright red clothes like splashed blood ink, he looked at Song Sijin nervously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the other party was intact.

But he doesn't want to show weakness in front of a person who abandons himself and hurts him. He has given him many opportunities, but Song Sijin doesn't care...so he doesn't care either!

Duan Lingyao sullenly glanced at Song Sijin suspiciously: "I heard a voice in the room just now, who are you talking to?"

Song Sijin shook his head nervously: "No one, you got it wrong."

Duan Lingyao slowly approached him: "Really, where did Xin Qing go?"

Song Sijin insisted, "I don't know."

Seeing Duan Lingyao getting closer, Song Sijin couldn't help but think of his brutal and bloody rumors. He is the master who would bury people alive in the original book. Not long ago, he yelled at himself to shut up. own trust.

Can those gentle affections and sweet pets really withstand his anger?

Song Sijin couldn't help but backed up, with his hands hidden in his sleeves, trembling while clutching the pair of scissors: "I didn't put the letter, really."

"Who is that?"

"It's the nail that Mr. Yan planted in the Duke's mansion." Song Sijin could only give him this answer.

Duan Lingyao sneered: "Of course I know that there is your accomplice in the mansion, tell me, who is he, the boy who came here with you?"

Song Sijin pursed his lips: "I don't know."

"No, you know, you just don't want to tell me." Duan Lingyao sneered, "It's always been like this, no matter how nice you are, it's useless. Brother Jin only cares about others, not me at all. Brother Jin will only trust others, Don't believe me at all, even if I cut my heart open, I don't care at all!"

Song Sijin trembled: "No."

"Not what?"

"I really didn't want to hurt you this time."

"Why do you want me to believe you? Because you say you hate me every day, and your face is full of reluctance when you touch me? Or because you can bear the humiliation for several months in order to escape, and say things against your will every day to coax me?"

When it came to the excitement, Duan Lingyao began to speak indiscriminately, his smile twisted like a snake: "I'm also blamed for being stupid, and I was dismissed by you casually giving some sweets. But brother Jin, you hate me so much, why am I falling for you?" You enjoy it so much, shouldn't you feel sick? Oh, I almost forgot, brother Jin is also a man, man, bed and bed are two different things, right?"

Rabbits will bite when they are in a hurry. Song Sijin's eyes blurred for a moment, and he couldn't help but increase his voice: "Stop talking! Such things... how can you say that, you are too much!"

"Who is it? It's obviously you. Not only do you not know what's good, you're also a wolf! Song Sijin, you'll get retribution for playing with other people's feelings!"

"You will be punished!"

Quarreling has always been Song Sijin's weakness. At this moment, he is overwhelmed by a huge sense of grievance and shame. He obviously just wants to find a way to get the best of both worlds. He obviously doesn't want to hurt him. He obviously just has no choice. Bullying yourself—it turns out that when people collapse enough, they really don't care.

Anyway, they had already broken up to the point where Duan Lingyao would never trust him again, Song Sijin thought, he would either die here today, or leave with Da Zhuang, why should he endure Duan Lingyao's bullying anymore?

He didn't care about it, he didn't want to think about it so much, if he could bear it any longer, he might as well hit him to death!

It might be better to die, without him as a dragging son, mother and Yan Xuehui are useless, and since she doesn't know anything, Yan Xuehui should let her go.

So Song Sijin clenched his fists and scolded him fiercely: "You are really disgusting, do you think I want to please you? I have no choice! That's right, I lied to you. In fact, I hate you to death. I don't want to I made up with you, but I didn't get along with you at all!"

Duan Lingyao was trembling with anger, tears kept rolling in his eyes: "You are telling the truth, you are really lying to me..."

"So what, do you think everyone wants the favor you give me?" Song Sijin's usually delicate and quiet face was full of anger. It turns out that he can also have such a firm and intimidating appearance, "Duan Lingyao, I I don't want to be your pet, I don't want to be your toy, and I don't want to kneel at your feet for the rest of my life. People like you...you can't believe me, and I can't believe that people like you are sincere!"

If Duan Lingyao's enemies were to be ranked according to the number of times they managed to get angry with him and retreat, then Song Sijin would definitely rank first.Not only is he No.1, but he seems to keep refreshing his results.

Duan Lingyao was really about to be pissed off by him. He had never been so pissed off in his life. Before, no matter what others scolded him, whether it was a beast or not as good as a beast, he would just sneer and teach the other party according to his mood. He had never really Take it to heart.

But Song Sijin kept telling lies and deceiving others to get angry at him again and again. When he got angry again and again, the most tears he shed in his life were all for Song Sijin!

Duan Lingyao bit his lip, licked his sharp fangs, and said bitterly: "When you said I didn't have the sincerity, did you have it? From the very beginning, I lied to me, saying what I like or what love is, it's all fake Yes! You lied to me, you lied to me all the time, you lied to me even though you knew I liked you, and you even made excuses to say that you were servile... I have already given you face, you don't want it!"

Duan Lingyao was so angry that he was dizzy, and Song Sijin was not much worse, but besides the anger, there was also a kind of venting pleasure crazily pouring through his blood.

It turned out that the feeling of not enduring the grievance was so refreshing. He must have held it in for too long, so he lost control when he stood up again.

It's a pity that my mother is still in the hands of Yan Xuehui and Master Song, so I can only endure them, but it doesn't matter, Duan Lingyao is so angry with me today, and I will definitely ask for it from them tomorrow.

Song Sijin, who is not good at quarreling, tried his best to imitate Duan Lingyao's appearance when he was sarcastic. others.

"Duan Lingyao, you are a high-ranking little prince. You can get whoever you want, and there are many people who are willing to accompany you. But I don't want to, I just want to stay far away from you, and I will never see you again in this life!"

He successfully hurt Duan Lingyao's most feared pain, and made Duan Lingyao scream: "You are dreaming, you will never want to leave me!"

Every time Song Sijin heard this sentence, he hated it very much: "You are too willful, young master, do you really know what sincerity is?"

"I do not care!"

Not wanting to hear any more hurtful words from Song Sijin's mouth, Duan Lingyao raised his hand to cover his ears, but in this short moment, a black figure flashed across the ground.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Lingyao raised his head slightly, but before he saw who the assassin was, his body had already begun to act according to a certain principle that Duan Lingyao still existed even if he didn't want to admit it—he didn't hesitate to He rushed forward and hugged Song Sijin.

But Song Sijin didn't see it, he didn't see Da Zhuang hiding in the beam started to act, and he didn't see the frightening sharp blade, he only saw Duan Lingyao crying and fussing and then rushing towards him in despair Come.

The person who was suddenly frightened, the backlog of fear and shadow in his mind suddenly exploded. At this moment, he had no doubt that Duan Lingyao wanted to kill himself-the instinct of survival prompted him to raise his right hand, and the scissors hidden in his sleeve stabbed fiercely into Duan Lingyao's lower abdomen.

Immediately afterwards, Da Zhuang fell to the ground, drawing a long knife mark on Duan Lingyao's shoulder.

At the moment when he was hugged in a protective posture, Song Sijin was completely dumbfounded, his brain could not turn, as if his brain had been broken by something impacting him, he could not speak or think, only his palms were being captured by more and more people. Surrounded by warm baptism.

Sensing something strange in the room, Xin Bo broke in regardless of the owner's order, and got into a fight with Da Zhuang.

There are many mosquitoes in summer, and the veil of the bed curtain flutters with the incoming wind, swells and dances, surrounding Song Sijin and Duan Lingyao, like a fairy coming from afar, trying to pull them into the isolated nothingness.

Duan Lingyao grabbed his arm tremblingly, his blood stained clothes became more and more scarlet, and he finally couldn't help crying again in front of Song Sijin in embarrassment.

"Brother Jin..."

Something was shattered in his eyes, crystal clear, beautiful and pure, Duan Lingyao lost all aggressiveness in an instant, and finally knew what it was like to feel nothing but death.

"You asked me if I understand what it means to be sincere, and I understand."

This time Duan Lingyao didn't cry out hoarsely, the piercing pain made him almost lose all his strength, his voice was very soft, but it was like weeping blood: "The sincerity... the sincerity is what you are willing to give to anyone, but you are not willing to give it to me. thing!"

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感谢在2022-08-2316:08:13-2022-08-2403:35:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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