The loyal minister was forced to marry the traitor

His eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, Bai Yan's body was heavy, and every movement was painful.

He took a breath, and slowly sat up a little bit, the flesh and the fabric stuck together, and the pain caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

"Don't move, lie down peacefully, someone will come to give you medicine later." The person before said again, Bai Yan opened his eyelids a little, only to realize that he was dragged back to the cell by the jailer at some point.

"Why don't you resist, just say what you have and what you don't have. According to your ingenuity, you can make up some random things. At most, you can let the Pingjin Houfu suffer a little, and it's not a betrayal."

Bai Yan snorted lightly, "Those people asked you to persuade me?"

He seemed to have heard some big joke, "Should there be a difference in betrayal?" Bai Yan cruelly lifted off the scorched cloth on his shoulders, "Well..." The pain made him almost faint.

Even so, he still took the time to look at the man, "Betrayal is betrayal. If you kill them for a while, what is the difference between me and a beast."

After speaking, he pressed his head against the cold wall to keep himself awake.

"Since the prison was established, only two kinds of people have been released. One is the emperor's amnesty, and the other is the dead."

"So what?" Bai Yan's whole body was intact, "I've been beaten so much, am I still afraid of death?" He looked up at the small window above, and the faint moonlight was reflected in the prison. On the wall, cold light seemed to flow into his heart.

"The Marquis of Pingjin is worthy of the sky above, and the people of Li people below, but the one above doesn't think so. Even if they escaped unharmed today, what about the future?" The man seemed to be determined to persuade Bai Yan, the iron chains on his feet were rattling. ring.

Bai Yan was finally willing to give him a little look, he clearly looked more embarrassed, but he slammed every word in the silent cell, "You keep questioning me, don't you just want me to make the same decision as you do."

He said in an almost mocking tone, "You think I'm the same kind of person as you, with the same obsessions, but you give up first, and you want me to be like you."

In fact, it's not difficult to understand, he also has a beautiful chest, but the person in front of him has finally sunk into the officialdom, and Bai Yan has also come to a situation similar to him.

In the same situation, the two had two choices.

Many years ago, that person gave up his ambition for official career, power, and fame, and gave up his life for the people.

Now, Bai Yan is willing to give his all for Pingjin Marquis Mansion, even at the expense of his life.

In his opinion, if Bai Yan made the same decision as him, then his original decision would be beyond reproach.Now he is concentrating on convincing Bai Yan just to fulfill his own selfish desire.

When Bai Yan broke it, he became angry, "You bastard, I just feel sorry for your talent."

"What a pity?" Bai Yan shook his head, "It's not necessary."

He turned his head, "What you strive for is nothing more than the word 'desire' in my eyes from beginning to end. What I can hold in my hand is what I really think of."

"You..." The man was stunned, "I don't believe you are so high-spirited, you are only fifteen, but a brat, what do you know?!"

"I really don't know anything, but this doesn't prevent me from insisting on what I insist on." Bai Yan didn't want to argue with him, he pursed his lips, and finally said,

"Since you have made a choice, don't look back. You have given up something, but you have gained something. Why are you always limited by what you lost and refused to face up to what you got?"

The man fell silent.

Bai Yan turned his head and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, a voice came from behind again, "You are right, but it can't save you."

"What do you want to say?"

"Han Shi San." The man's voice was neither loud nor soft, but Bai Yan suddenly changed his face.

"They won't let you go. Once they catch you, it's impossible to make you feel better. If you're sober, you won't betray, but what about after you've taken the medicine? Can you still be so swearing?"

If it was said that there was no fear at all before, then even the heart has sunk now.

"...a good husband in the East China Sea, with carbuncle and sores on his back; Xin Changxu in Longxi, with a rotten spine; Zhao Gonglie from Shu County, the sixth mourner in Zhongbiao. Know what Han Shi San did..."

Huai Chun clenched his fists, "They actually..."

When Bai Yan said this, there was a deep coldness in his eyes, "I've never had such palpitations before."

Even though five years have passed, Bai Yan still thinks of it with a bone-chilling chill, "A small amount of cold food powder is medicine, but too much is chronic poison/medicine..."

"How dare they?!" It's not that Huai Chun has never heard of it, and it is precisely because he knows the viciousness of Han Shi San that he hates and envies it.

"Then you now..."

"I've already quit." Bai Yan even breathed a sigh of relief when he said the words lightly and flutteringly, but Huai Chun knew it was difficult.

"You were only 15 years old back then, but you survived those days..." Huai Chun couldn't imagine how Bai Yan suffered in that cold and humid prison, and after resisting the torture, he was also tortured by Hanshisan.

"It's probably because I don't want them to get what they want." Bai Yan said with a slight curl of his lips, "The more you want me to collapse, the more I want to live soberly..."

He seemed to be like a poplar who didn't want to bend down, Huai Chun looked at him steadfastly, "I have only admired one person in half my life, and now there is one more you."

Bai Yan laughed out loud, "It's my honor to ask you to take a high look."

Bai Yan skipped over the embarrassing ones, leaving a relaxed smile, "It's all over."

"Well, it's over." Huai Chun nodded.

----

Bai Yan stayed in Huai Chun's residence for a long time, and when he left, he refused Huai Chun to send someone to see him off, and only brought a servant back.

It was the Double Ninth Festival, and the streets were full of people in a hurry, so he walked to a stall and was about to take some copper coins to buy some dogwoods, but he was driven away, "I don't sell it anymore, I have to close the stall." Already!"

The man acted so rudely that Bai Yan was pushed back and forth.

Suddenly a hand was stretched out from behind to support him, just as he stood still, Bai Yan subconsciously tried to dodge, the man took a step back just in time, and said in a dull voice, "I'm offended."

"I should thank you," Bai Yan bowed, and the person in front of him was dressed in black clothes and had an ordinary appearance, except for a very eye-catching scar on his right cheek.

Bai Yan's expression remained unchanged, the man turned around and was about to leave.

"My lord, stop." Bai Yan called him.

The man paused, "What? Is there anything else to do?" His impatience could not be concealed in his words.

"My lord smells like wine. If I guess correctly, it's the chrysanthemum wine from Yuejiufang."

"So what?" Mingming had helped Bai Yan before, but now he had no good temper when he said something, and Bai Yan didn't care. He walked a few steps under the man's gaze and bought a simple style from a small stall in the corner. "September nine, wear dogwood, eat canopy bait, and drink chrysanthemum wine."

The man looked at the slender white hand that was stretched out, and frowned slightly, "No need."

Bai Yan still stretched out his hand.

The man frowned, "It's just that we meet by chance, is the young master so familiar with anyone casually?"

"Of course... no." Bai Yan stared straight at the man, "If it's ugly, I probably wouldn't strike up a conversation on purpose."

The opponent choked.

Bai Yan seemed to be chatting, "Young master, don't you think I'm talking to you on purpose right now?"

Not only did he say that, he even took a step forward and stuffed the dogwood pouch in his hand to the man's waist, "Although it's not worth much, I hope you will accept it."

Bai Yan's fingers brushed against his waist, and the man froze.

A smile flashed across Bai Yan's eyes, but his face didn't seem half-hearted, "I've met you by fate, I'd like to invite you to have a few drinks, how about it?"

"No need." The man turned around and left in a hurry, as if his butt was on fire.

Bai Yan didn't stop him either, watching him disappear around the corner of the street.

"Tsk!" The corners of Bai Yan's mouth curled up, and he left with the servant.

After returning to the mansion, Bai Yan changed his clothes, and Uncle Xiao entered the yard. Bai Qi was squatting under the steps watching the ants, when he looked up, he saw Uncle Xiao, and obediently called out, "Hello, Uncle Xiao!"

"Ah Qi is good." Uncle Xiao rubbed the child's head, "Where is Ah Yan?"

"Brother is in the house."

Just as he was talking, Bai Yan came out, "Uncle Xiao is back?"

"Well, something happened temporarily, so we were two days late." Uncle Xiao was covered in dust, and Bai Yan first poured him a cup of tea, "What happened? There is nothing wrong with the mansion, you are in such a hurry to come back ..."

"I heard that you have gotten very close to the third son recently?" Uncle Xiao asked tentatively.

Bai Yan nodded, "Yes."

"Just 'some'?" Uncle Xiao glanced at Bai Qi, and the child looked at Bai Yan's face, and then turned around and went into the house.

"It's impossible for me and him to be strangers." Bai Yan was silent for a long time and finally popped out such a sentence.

Uncle Xiao's movements froze, and the cup and the stone table rubbed against each other, making an ear-piercing sound.

"You also know what I'm thinking. It's a lot of patience not to tear face away," Bai Yan didn't know what happened today. Normally, it would be impossible to say a harsh word to Uncle Xiao, but today he didn't want to back down at all. , he stared at his hand, "I can't control my heart."

"But it will hurt you in the end." Uncle Xiao looked at him worriedly, "Third Young Master has such a temper. When you first returned to Yingdu, the two of you always confronted each other, but now..."

"Tit for tat is better than not even looking at me." Bai Yan smashed the can, "I dare not try, but I am not even allowed to get close, I feel uncomfortable..." He suddenly raised his head and looked at Uncle Xiao, "This Five years is enough for me."

Five years ago, he was still incompetent, allowing the two of them to separate, and he could only bury all his thoughts and desires in his heart.

But five years later, he didn't ask for the two of them to be together, but at least they shouldn't be so indifferent as strangers.

Xiao Jiuqin was someone he had within reach in the past, but now he couldn't ask for it. The intimacy during this period made him greedy, and he wanted to last longer, longer... It would be best for the two of them to maintain a superficial harmony.

"You child..." Uncle Xiao looked at him pitifully, "Why do you have to embarrass yourself like this, try to let go, it's better than being tortured day by day."

"It's not embarrassing, I don't want to let go, and I don't think it's torture." Bai Yan clenched his palms tightly, "For so many years, I don't have many things that I want to grasp, only Xiao Jiuqin, I want to give it a try."

Before chatting with Huai Chun today, Bai Yan had never had such a strong desire, but on the way back home, he suddenly asked himself.

Back then, I could quit Hanshi San, so why couldn't I give it another go.

Xiao Jiuqin doesn't necessarily have no friendship with me...

Mr. Bai suddenly became firm in his heart.

"A Yan, if the two of you later..."

"I understand," Bai Yan interrupted Uncle Xiao, "I won't regret it."