The Paranoid Prince is pretending to be pitiful again [Transmigration Book]

"lead the way."

Xiao Ting looked hesitant, watching him hesitate to speak.

Duan Xingyu knew what he was thinking, "I'm all in, so where else can I go?"

The child thought for a while, and finally said, "Okay."

He led the horse and walked ahead, and turned his head from time to time to make sure there were people following him.

Duan Xingyu felt a little speechless until he heard the person in front shout "Sister Wei Ling."

The backyard was approaching, and he saw a girl standing next to the Yuangong gate. The candles in the yard were brightly lit. Before entering the door, the hot air overflowed from the inside, and Duan Xingyu felt that the cold air on his body dissipated a little. It suddenly warmed up.

Wei Ling looked at him without blinking.

He was about to say hello when he heard her say, "Since you are willing to come, please follow him more in the future, and don't hurt his heart again."

Duan Xingyu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly remembered that Xie Shijue should like Wei Ling.

He blinked his eyes, but didn't pay attention to Wei Ling's words.

what is this?Xie Shijue likes him and Wei Ling?Could it be that Cai Yujun also likes it?It's not a conflict for him?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wei Ling continued, "It's your blessing that he wants you."

Wei Ling turned his face away and looked at the fire light that was specially lit for him inside. While his face was covered in darkness, his face was scorching hot, "He's waiting for you. Go in."

Duan Xingyu came to his senses from the word "want" in his mouth.

Xie Shijue is the prince, so it's so easy to want someone alone.

But who gave him and the people around him the illusion that everyone is what he wants?

The love in Duan Xingyu's heart is not so cheap.

He turned cold and turned his head to look at Xiao Ting.

Xiao Ting came to his senses and led Hao Yu into the door, "Second Young Master Duan, please come in."

As soon as you enter the door, you will be greeted by two parallel columns of candlelight, forming a passage in the middle, one leading straight to the gazebo in the yard, and another passage in the middle.

Xiao Ting led him straight forward.

There are fire lights on and around the table in the gazebo, illuminating the standing people with outstanding posture and bright and resolute faces.

Within a few steps, Duan Xingyu stopped and looked at the man from afar.

"Xiao Ting, take Hao Yu to the stable to reunite with Jing Hong."

His voice was thick and nasal, and Duan Xingyu stepped aside, frowning slightly with his back facing him.

Is the wind and cold still not good?

He looked at Xiao Ting and Hao Yu absent-mindedly, but found that Hao Yu was walking impartially, not afraid of the candles around him, nor curious at all, just moving forward.

One person and one horse walked familiarly on the not-so-spacious passage, until Haoyu's wagging tail disappeared from sight.

Warmth flowed in the air, but he felt that the atmosphere was frozen for no reason, and many things had changed.

Xie Shijue looked at him quietly, waiting for him to turn around.

Duan Xingyu sighed silently, feeling the man's eyes sticking to his body like glue, but he still didn't turn back, "I'm relieved when Haoyu is sent back. Then I..." I left first.

"I said that what I gave away would not be taken back."

"Since you said that Haoyu would feel uncomfortable without Jinghong, then they shouldn't be separated."

Xie Shijue propped his hands on the table in the gazebo, trembling uncontrollably, "If you didn't use this method, would you come to me?"

Duan Xingyu choked, and after a while, a more intense discomfort surged in his heart. To achieve his goal, he will use any means?

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already icy cold, and his language mixed with ice was extremely sharp, "The Ninth Prince doesn't need to use such a dirty trick."

Duan Xingyu raised his foot after not hearing the man's response for a long time, "I'll leave first if it's okay."

"Duan Xingyu!" Xie Shijue grabbed the cup on the table and threw it at his feet, forcing him to stop.

Duan Xingyu had to look up at him.

His whole body was trembling, he held another cup in his hand and crushed it, but his fingers did not let go, drops of red dripped down his fingers, but he seemed to be unconscious, he just looked at it and didn't want to stay by his side for a moment The person said word by word, "Duan Xingyu, you said not to have any more contact, but this time you are the one who wants to come, and you came to find me first."

How can I go first?

It used to be the same, you put your hand in front of me and let me hold it.

How can I let go first?

Duan Xingyu couldn't stand his nonsense at all, "It's obviously you..."

"I don't care!" Xie Shijue threw down the pieces of the porcelain cup, approached him, and grabbed his hand, bright red blood was smeared on the back of his hand, "No matter what method I use, you can call me a fool." , it doesn’t matter if it’s bad, if you come, you will come, how can you go first, how can you?”

Duan Xingyu looked at the dots of red plums on his skin, and his heart was extremely complicated, "Xie Shijue, please don't be so immature. I am a man, and I will marry a wife and have children in the future, start a family and start a career, and I can't satisfy your whim."

"I'm not!"

"Not what? Wasn't it a whim?" Then what is Wei Ling?

Feudal society has a clear hierarchy and order. Men can have three wives and four concubines, and they can also have male favorites. No one thinks there is anything wrong. It is difficult to change the deep-rooted thinking.

So Duan Xingyu didn't want to mention anything else, he continued, "Then what can you do? Stay with me for the rest of your life and ignore other people?"

"Other people?" Xie Shijue did not hesitate, "I will not conflict with other people when I am with you, they will agree, even if I disagree, I will insist..."

"Heh..." Duan Xingyu sneered, so that there was no conflict...

He curled his lips, feeling amused in his heart, "What about me? Can you accept me marrying another woman?"

Xie Shijue stared, and grabbed his hand with a little more force, "What are you talking about?"

"Ah…"

Just know.

He wouldn't do that, he was just testing Xie Shijue's bottom line.

The results were as expected.

He shook off Xie Shijue's hand. The latter was still sick and not so strong. Duan Xingyu struggled hard and took a few steps back, "Xie Shijue, I don't think there is no conflict. I will do it for me. Responsible for all choices made, so, impossible."

He turned around and walked out.

"Don't go!"

Duan Xingyu paused, but did not stop.

"Duan Xingyu, you are not allowed to leave!"

"What's wrong?" Xie Shijue yelled heart-piercingly, hearing the sound, two people broke in.

It was Xie Jinyun and Qin Qilan.

Seeing clearly that the person inside was Duan Xingyu, Qin Qilan was a little surprised. When he approached, he found that his hands were stained with blood. He hurriedly checked, "What's going on? Are your hands injured?"

Duan Xingyu grabbed his hand, shook his head, and said in a tired voice, "I'm not injured."

"That is……"

Xie Jinyun had already walked towards Xie Shijue.

King Yun's face was gloomy, he looked at his somewhat ferocious face, and looked down at his slightly trembling hands.

Before he could speak, he saw the person in front of him covering his heart, choking out bright red with a "uh".

Xie Shijue looked at Duan Xingyu through layers of warm light, and fell heavily on Xie Jinyun's body.

*

Duan Xingyu really couldn't leave now.

The imperial physician who lives in the mansion has come to see Xie Shijue.

He was in a hurry, the wind and cold hadn't healed yet, and now he had a fever again.

Duan Xingyu just sat in the outer room in a daze, Qin Qilan wanted to talk to him several times but didn't say anything.

Xie Jinyun came out of the room once in the middle, and looked at Duan Xingyu with heavy eyes, "He's burning up, and he keeps calling your name, do you want to go in and have a look?"

King Yun's tone was not tough at all, not forcing him.

Also patiently waited for his reply.

After a while, Duan Xingyu shook his head and said softly, "No."

Xie Jinyun didn't say much, and went inside again.

"Xiao Yu, we broke in when we heard a dispute outside. Are you arguing?" Qin Qilan asked him.

"No."

"Jin Yun said that he wanted to visit his nephew, so we just wanted to stay here for one night. I had dinner with him in the evening. He is a good boy. Besides, he is still ill. Friends should be tolerant of each other. This It's time..."

"Uncle..." Duan Xingyu interrupted him, "Stop talking."

Qin Qilan fell silent and looked at him cautiously.

After about an hour, the door inside was opened.The drowsy Qin Qilan also woke up, watching Xie Jinyun close the door and walk over.

Duan Xingyu has always been very energetic. He heard Xie Jinyun say, "The fever is gone."

On the opposite side, Qin Qilan hugged Xie Jinyun's waist, "It's good that the fever subsides."

Xie Jinyun stroked his hair, and said affectionately, "Go to bed first if you're sleepy, don't wait for me."

Qin Qilan rubbed against him, "I'm not sleepy now, I'll accompany you."

Duan Xingyu had already turned his face away, staring blankly at the ground in a daze.

Xie Jinyun glanced at him, supported Qin Qilan's head, "Sit down if you're not sleepy."

"Ah?" Qin Qilan suspected that he had heard it wrong. In the past, he obviously liked being clinging to him, okay?

He sat down depressed, moved his hands away from Xie Jinyun's waist, and saw Duan Xingyu lowered his head, and immediately realized that his wife was embarrassed, "It's okay, we all know about it, Xiaoyu."

"Know?" Xie Jinyun raised her eyebrows, "Do you not reject it?"

"No!" Qin Qilan said, "Our little Yu said it, and he respects us."

Xie Jinyun looked at Duan Xingyu inquiringly, "That's weird."

Duan Xingyu looked at him.

"I thought you were young and hadn't been exposed to such things, so that you were very repelled after he told you."

"Say what?" Qin Qilan asked curiously.

"Since you don't reject it, why did he react so strongly?" He even vomited blood.

This is what Xie Jinyun doesn't understand.

Duan Xingyu didn't speak.

On the contrary, Qin Qilan kept asking, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? The two of them just quarreled, and it's normal for children to fight each other."

Xie Jinyun covered his mouth and said helplessly, "It's not a quarrel."

"It was our proud bully who failed in courtship."