When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

There was a lot of talk about people around, people who sighed, those who watched, those who were angry...but no one dared to make any move.

"Alas, what can be done... Relatives who have angered the official will certainly not be able to survive."

"Yeah, I heard that she killed the son of a relative of an official. That family has only one son, and now it is gone."

"One life to one..."

The sighs of the people around him made Qi Yan feel as if he was falling into the ice cellar.

It turned out that she did not want to leave, but... to avenge her poor and innocent husband.

She handed over the things she and her husband had accumulated in their lifetime to the last kind-hearted person who had pity and help for them. Then, without care, even if it was dead, it was so miserable, and there was no regrets.

Qi Yan felt that his eyes were swollen, uncomfortable and painful. He lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to gently rub his eyes, touching a wet area. He even cried unconsciously for two people who had nothing to do with each other.

"This is the girders now. The right, the rich, is the King of Heaven. Without the right, without the money, even the mud on the ground is not as good."

The man behind him held his shoulders tightly, as if he wanted to give him courage and strength through physical contact.

Yu Xi was right in saying that, Liang, already paying a price for his willfulness, gradually went to extinction.

I don't know how I left the circle surrounded by the flow of people. When Qi Yan recovered again, he was already standing at the gate of Yamen, and Yu Xi was standing beside him, wrinkling a trace of worry between his brows.

"Don't you be shocked when you see this kind of scene for the first time?" Yu Xi sighed: "Yes, you're just a little jailer, and you can't count on how much courage you can have."

Qi Yan was silent for a long time, and took off the money bag from his waist.

"I beg you to do me a favor." Qi Yan walked to Yu Xi's side and handed him the money bag: "I don't know if it's enough, I think you will help me... I want her to come back and bury it. "

Yu Xi raised his eyebrows, and it seemed that Qi Yan would have such a move.

Qi Yan was anxious when he saw him not answering, "I know that the money will not be enough, how much is worse, you come and tell me later, I will give you all..."

"Then why don't you go by yourself?" Yu Xi asked.

"Myself?" Qi Yan sneered suddenly: "People like me who are powerless and powerless, even if they use gold for a hundred or two, may not be able to get her body back...I am a bit selfish, you are Big boss, how much will have some friendship with the official. I trust you, I can only ask for your help, are you willing?"

[Male host’s favorability to Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 60]

A word of trust is so precious to those who walk on the edge of the knife.

Yu Xi does not know when his life will end. For him, every day is the last day. Whether he was found out, betrayed, or turned in, he was a death sentence.

However, now a little jailer actually told him trust.

Looking down at the purse, Yu Xi did not refuse, but took it and readily accepted: "Well, I will try my best to do it, but if it is too troublesome or related to my interests, I will not fight for anything. ."

With this sentence of Qi, Qi Yan had a bottom in his heart. He nodded and smiled for the first time on his face.

"Thank you." Anyway, Yu Xi promised to help, and this thing happened all the time.

"You don't have to thank me. But I won't say it twice." Yu Xi's eyes suddenly became serious. "Even if it is such a beam, do you have to work for it, and even one day, dedicate your life?" "

The air around him seemed to freeze, Yu Xi looked at Qi Yan without blinking, and Qi Yan was silent and did not speak.

If it was before, Qi Yan would not hesitate to say that, of course, he would not have to sacrifice his life for the identity of the jailer he had won for this country, but also for the old lady. But now, he can't say what he said.

Until the end, Qi Yan did not give Yu Xi an exact answer. But Yu Xi just sighed softly and turned away.

At the beginning of the country, the love of the children is the last trivial matter, even if you want to love a vigorous love, it will be blocked by the world.

Qi Yan didn't disclose the woman's affairs to everyone in the prison. Perhaps it was Qi Yan who felt that it had nothing to do with them. It would only make people angry, and would not produce any beneficial results. In case they talked unscathed and listened to them by intentional people, Qi Yan could not plead even if it was Mr. Liu who denounced their Nine people for treason.

The food in Xuanhu Restaurant will not choke them out of the mouth to talk, or you can usually hear a few ridicules from their mouths.

When distributing things to the scholar in the prison, the scholar thanked him graciously, and then ate it in a bite, almost one by one, compared with other people's food.

Qi Yan suddenly thought of the crime he was imprisoned in—character prison.

"Wang Zhengzheng." Qi Yan called his name: "What do you think of Liang?"

The scholar was stunned, and even forgot to eat something, and slowly fell in his hand: "What do you say?"

Qi Yan pursed her lips and asked again: "What do you think of Liang Liang... you wrote a book Liang Liang"

"Don't you die?" The scholar's face suddenly became terrible: "Dare to mention this matter in Dliang's prison, do you want to live?"

Qi Yan was reprimanded a little bit uncomfortably, and more remembered the woman whose corpse was separated.

The scholar was silent for a while, and put down the allocated food: "Well, you also have something in your heart, and this matter will not be mentioned again in the future."

Scholar, beheaded. Written prison, threatening to destroy the country and destroy the country, no matter in which dynasty, such public opinion is a felony.

"Thirty years old, I can only live to be thirty years old." The scholar raised a bitter smile: "I have more than twenty-three years this year and seven years."

Qi Yan did not speak, but left silently and continued to share food for everyone.

How tough are these seven years? I don’t know. Qi Yan only knows that the scholar has been in prison for five years.

At the age of eighteen, he was put in and he has never been out since.

Everyone in this prison has a story, whether it is a wicked person or a good person who has been wronged. Qi Yan never believed that someone was born for murder.

It's either that things are too much, or that changes in state of affairs have caused people's moods to change, thus making more extreme things.

But if you do, there is no room for regret. For example, a scholar, he would not think about whether the sun is as bright as it used to be.

Because, even if you think about it, it is also a wish.