It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

He was a servant who was bought to follow Song Yanche since he was a child, and his name was Song Jin.

That day, Song Jin was ordered to call Song Yanche back to the Song family.

Song Kun, the head of the Song family, naturally learned about Song Leyao's affairs. In a rage, he beat Song Yanche half to death and ordered him to be imprisoned in the dungeon and given ten lashes every day.

Before Song Yanche was imprisoned in the dungeon, he was asked to get paper and pen so that he could write the letter to Lan Qingya.

But his old injuries had not yet healed, and he was getting new injuries every day. Now he was breathing out more than he was breathing in.

Song Jin couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the risk to come to Piaomiao Sect to ask Lan Qingya for help.

Lan Qingya frowned when she heard this: "Ache is Song Kun's only son, how could he be willing to treat him like this?"

Song Jin sighed: "Fairy, you don't know our master's temper. Anyone who doesn't do what he wants will be punished twice."

Is this the legendary breathing being wrong?

It seems that Fellow Daoist Song Kun has an extremely strong desire for control.

"The young master has been raised like this since he was a child. If he makes a mistake, he will be locked up in a cage for ten days or half a month. There is often not a single piece of good meat on his body..."

Lan Qingya couldn't believe it. How could someone who grew up in such an environment be healthy both physically and mentally?

Either you resist oppression or you become perverted by oppression.

But apart from being a little introverted, Song Yanche doesn't seem to have any major problems.

Seeing her half lying on the bamboo chair thinking, Song Jin hurriedly urged: "Fairy, it's too late. If you don't go, my master will probably die!"

Lan Qingya looked at the anxious boy in front of her.

Song Jin felt guilty when he saw her look, so he prostrated himself on the ground and pretended to kowtow.

"Fairy, our master treats you sincerely, are you really going to watch him die without helping? Please, Song Jin, please!"

As he spoke, he slammed his head hard onto the ground. There was no sound from the mud, but one could tell with just the sight that the force was quite strong.

Lan Qingya was annoyed for a while: "Okay, you should keep your head and be loyal to your master. I will go with you."

As soon as the two of them got into the air, a handsome young man not far away shouted to stop them.

"Little girl!" Ying Zhao handed her the artwork in his hand: "Zhenjun said you can see which one you like."

Now, there are no more than a handful of people in the entire Piao Miao Sect who dare to call her a little girl.

But Ying Zhao is the most blatant one, always on his lips.

Lan Qingya took it and saw the shapes of several swords, which were designed by Jun Moxiao for her.

"I have to go out for something. I'll talk to Master when I come back."

She said something and was about to leave.

Ying Zhao grabbed her and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Save people." She said simply.

Ying Zhao frowned: "Yourself?"

Lan Qingya sneered: "Why, do you doubt my strength? Have you forgotten how I beat you into a pig's head?"

"I go with you."

Lan Qingya was shocked because he did not accompany his master when he went to Shattered Star Valley last time.

"Are you cured of your laziness?"

Yingzhao:...

Can he say that it was the True Lord who didn't let him go?

Song Jin was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet.

Lan Qingya didn't waste any words. She said, "Let's go."

Let Song Jin hold Ying Zhao's robe, and this trip will be several times faster than him delivering the letter.

Riding on the wind and clouds, they arrived outside the Song family mansion and observed from afar.

Although this mansion is not as majestic as the imperial palace, it is superior to the imperial palace in terms of area and feng shui structure.

Because the head of the Song family had the opportunity to inherit the ancient formation, his descendants always only had one son.

The other branches are quite prosperous, but they can only depend on the head of the family for survival.

The mansion was heavily guarded, with servants running around, the owner was at ease, and people were coming and going very frequently.

"Go through the back garden and head west. There are three dungeons there. The young master is in the one on the right." Song Jin lowered his eyes and whispered, "How does the fairy plan to rescue the young master?"

Ying Zhao rolled up his sleeves and said, "Go in."

Lan Qingya held him back.

It is understandable that a divine beast does not understand human nature after being one for so long.

"This is someone else's territory. If a stranger breaks into your territory and wants to beat you up, what will you do?"

Ying Zhao snorted coldly and said reluctantly: "Kill him."

Lan Qingya: "Yes, if we barge in like this, we will be in the wrong first."

"Then what do you want?"

Lan Qingya patted his thin but strong shoulder and said, "Now, don't say I didn't teach you. The 36 Stratagems of Stratagems, which are used to make a feint to the east and attack in the west, have always worked."

On the east side of the Song residence’s back garden, Ying Zhao looked at the oranges on the tree, reached out to pick one and put it in his mouth.

He frowned. It tasted bitter and astringent and not tasty.

I took a bite and found the orange segments inside. I broke off a segment and put it in my mouth.

A pair of eyes lit up.

So this is how you eat it.

After eating all the oranges, he set his eyes on the grapes by the wall, walked over and picked some and ate them.

So sweet.

Because he was so calm, two groups of security guards passing by did not suspect his identity as an intruder.

Lan Qingya stood outside the house and watched, holding her forehead and sighing.

She bent down and picked up a small stone.

whoosh-

Ying Zhao was hit on the head and looked at Lan Qingya with surprise.

Lan Qingya glared at him.

Shout!

Ying Zhao opened his mouth with a sullen face.

"Roar!"

This sound, with the aura of a divine beast, immediately attracted the attention of the Song family.

"Who is it?" The guards were a little unsure when they saw the young man carrying a bunch of grapes.

Ying Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, I am an uninvited guest."

Seeing that a fight had already started over there, the guards in the back garden were attracted over there. Lan Qingya said wait and flew to the west side of the garden.

She easily knocked down the two guards at the door. Lan Qingya walked down the stairs. An unpleasant smell of decay came from the dark and damp dungeon.

"Ache?"

The breathing that was originally faint and imperceptible became slightly more obvious.

Breaking open the dungeon door, she walked in.

Song Yanche was tied up with iron chains, with horrible scars all over his body.

The new wounds piled on top of the old ones, and without timely treatment, they had begun to rot.

Is this your biological father?

Lan Qingya looked at the horrifying scene in front of her with doubt.

She stepped forward to break the chains and supported Song Yanche.

"Ache, how do you feel? Can you still walk?"

Song Yanche's blank face looked at her, and he seemed a little bit unbelieving: "Qingya, you...why...are you here..."

Lan Qingya noticed his weakness, turned over and carried him on her back: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you away."

Song Yanche's body stiffened and he wrapped his arms around her neck from behind.

Lan Qingya was tall, so it wasn't very difficult for her to carry the thin boy on her back.

Using their spiritual power, they dodged a few times and jumped behind the bushes outside the Song residence.

Song Jin hurriedly went forward and said, "Young Master!"

Lan Qingya turned around and saw Ying Zhao was still fighting with the Song family guards, so she sent him a message through her spiritual sense.

gone!

Ying Zhao dealt with so many people alone, moving among them with ease and without suffering any loss.

Hearing her greeting, he turned around and said to the people surrounding him, "The uninvited guest is leaving."

After saying this, he flew in the opposite direction of Lan Qingya and the others.