Stigma

Duan Mingchong's foot was almost swollen from being trampled on, so he had to grin at Duan Hedge reluctantly.

He pointed at the bare tree, and said in air: "In the entire Imperial Garden, there is only one cinnabar plum! Just one! How come you have such a good vision, can you cut this one?"

Duan Mingchong tilted his head, smiled helplessly at Yan's innocent eyes, and took pains and blamed it on his back: "It's my fault, I shouldn't finish cutting them all."

The fence beams roared: "You cut the flowers on this tree a few years ago, no wonder they were hesitant to speak no matter who I asked."

The culprit Sui Yan coughed dryly, and some of the prince could not bear to carry the pot of previous years together.

Sui Yan stepped forward and picked out two brightly blooming flowers from Duan Ming Chong's arms. He pinched the flower branches and twisted them gently, bending his eyes and handing them to Duan Lei Bun, saying: "Princess, don't be too angry, if it's your Royal Highness. Knowing that you love this plum tree for ten minutes, you won’t cut it so unrelentingly, and those who don’t know are not guilty-right, your Highness?"

Duan Mingchong had to follow his words and smiled helplessly: "That's it."

Duan Leshu wanted to get angry again, but looking at Sui Yan, who handed her flowers, reluctantly suppressed his anger, and reached out his hand to graft the flowers.

Sui Yan smiled and said, "Why doesn't the princess go out with a stove on such a cold day?"

He said, handing over the small hand stove in his sleeve, and said, "Beware of freezing your hands."

Duan Lishu glanced at him faintly, speechless and itchy with hatred.

Stupid men, one by one, I don't know if they are really dull or pretending to be.

Duan Lishu said coldly: "No, I watched the prince's brother, but his hands were red with cold. Lord Hou should give things to the person who needs it, and don't care about me as an outsider."

Sui Yan: "..."

He was suddenly stunned for some reason, and looked at her innocently with his head tilted.

Duan Le Shu glanced at him, then raised his head and glared at Duan Ming Chong, then turned and ran away.

After Sui Yan watched her back leave, she turned her head to find that Duan Mingchong was looking at him lightly, and immediately pleased him with a smile.

"This little princess has a really big temper. Is it because your Royal Highness you used her to come out?"

Duan Ming Chong said indifferently: "Do you want more of your spring heart?"

Sui Yan hurriedly took Duan Mingchong's full spring heart, thought about it and held the flower to the palace man again, turned around and held Duan Mingchong's reddish hands together in his palms.

Sui Yan tried to warm the back of Duan Mingchong's cold hands with the weak temperature of his palm, and looked at him affectionately: "How come your Royal Highness's hands are so cold, it makes me feel distressed."

Duan Mingchong looked at him pretendingly.

Sui Yan wanted to take out the small hand stove surreptitiously, but he didn't dare to smile at Shang Duan Mingchong's cold face, so he had to hold his hand and put it on his waist under his shirt.

Duan Mingchong only then said, "Isn't it cold?"

After lifting the cloak, he lifted the side of the outer shirt again, and the ice-cold Sui Yan was agitated with his hands on the thin clothes. He shook and said awe-inspiringly: "Warm your hands for your highness, no, not cold. "

Duan Mingchong smiled softly. He got up and hugged Sui Yan's waist with his cold hands, and drilled into it hard: "What about this?"

Duan Mingchong followed him to cut flowers for a long time, and it was cold like ice, even if he stuck his clothes on his body, he couldn't stop the chill.

Sui Yan shivered while jumping: "No, it's not cold, I won't say it to death!"

Duan Mingchong couldn't help laughing anymore, retracted his hand, and hugged Sui Yan in his cloak, and said, "How about this?"

Sui Yan was surrounded by the warmth of Duan Mingchong's whole body, then raised his arms, hugged Duan Mingchong's neck, and smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, why are you so good?"

Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "You didn't say that when you accused me of cutting flowers."

Sui Yan didn't expect that he was still thinking about it. He cried out badly, and hurriedly pushed Duan Mingchong's shoulder back a few steps, and said quietly, "You want to turn over the old account again?"

Duan Mingchong said helplessly: "I haven't had a stick of incense, how can it be regarded as an old account, you..."

Sui Yan put the small hand stove in his arms into his arms: "Warm your hands yourself."

After speaking, he turned and ran.

Duan Ming Chong hurried to keep up.

After the two disappeared at the corner of the imperial garden, a group of people walked out of the quiet path in the plum garden.

The emperor stared coldly at the place where the two disappeared, without knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at the emperor’s expression, the palace man behind him bowed and whispered: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness and Lord Hou, Xu is too much fun..."

The emperor smiled suddenly: "Too much fun..."

He stretched out his hand and swiped on the bare branch, looked at the branch and trembled slightly. Although there was a smile on his face, his eyes were cold and solemn.

"Too much is too much," the emperor didn't know what had come to mind, and sighed lightly, seemingly regretful, "If the prince is pleased, there is nothing wrong with raising a distinguished pet."

The palace man's shoulders trembled slightly, and his head dropped lower.

There was a heavy snowfall on the first day Sui Yan moved into the East Palace.

The ground dragon was burning in the sleeping hall. He was lying on the soft couch in front of the window and looking out, his feet still dangling unconsciously.

Duan Mingchong was reading on the book table beside him, and seeing Sui Yan's face full of boredom, he reluctantly put down the book and walked over, saying, "Ayan, what are you doing?"

Sui Yan tilted his head and said, "Counting snowflakes-I'm so boring. You turned me here, so you let me grow mushrooms by hanging me out?"

Duan Ming Chong said, "Then what do you do in the Hou Mansion all day?"

Sui Yan thought for a while, and said truthfully: "Eating and sleeping teased Haitang, oh yes, there is a new servant in our house, named Le An, I like to tease him the most, blushing and shaking constantly after teasing. ."

Duan Mingchong couldn't understand Sui Yan's evil taste, so he sat down helplessly and said, "Then I will accompany you."

Sui Yan suddenly cheered up: "You don't want to read the book? I just saw that there are still a lot outside, like a small mountain."

Duan Ming Chong said: "Those are not important."

Sui Yan had heard such words, and hurriedly said, "Being with me is the most important thing, right?"

Duan Mingchong smiled: "Where do you hear it, aren't you ashamed?"

Sui Yan was not ashamed, and said seriously: "His Royal Highness, I also adore you."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Ming Chong pursed his lips: "You are in the Royal Garden today, but that's not what you said."

Sui Yan didn't expect Duan Mingchong to remember such a small thing, and looked at him weirdly.

Duan Ming Chong said indifferently: "Keep a grudge, I learned from you."

Sui Yan's face turned dark and said, "Isn't he just saying a few words of you casually, do you want to remember this kind of grudge?"

He stretched out his hand to grab Duan Ming Chong's skirt and slammed Duan Ming Chong against him.

Duan Mingchong was taken aback, and he heard Sui Yan muttering: "Just forget it."

As he said, he covered his lips and kissed Duan Mingchong, and then pushed him away like he was throwing away the hot potato, and said, "Okay, let's go."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong was so angry with him that he stretched out his hand and bounced his forehead: "Sleep?"

Sui Yan nodded, and then as if thinking of something, he looked at him warily: "Does Chun, Chun sleep?"

Duan Ming Chong was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what he thought of, and the whole person was unnatural. He pretended to be calm and stretched out his hand towards Sui Yan, saying: "You...if you want to do something else, no, no. Can……"

Sui Yan: "..."

Sui Yan looked at his Royal Highness in amazement when he wanted to take advantage, and slapped Duan Mingchong's hand quickly: "Look at your book. I don't need you to accompany me. I will go to sleep."

As he said, regardless of the look of his hesitant to speak, he held the small hand furnace and opened the bed curtain and got in.

Duan Ming Chong is about to follow up, Sui Yan said: "Don't come in, come in after finishing those folds, or I will kick you down."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong had to go to the front hall honestly.

Sui Yan spent seven or eight days in the East Palace in a muddle-headed manner. Every day was almost the same as in the Hou Mansion, but in his opinion, Duan Ming Chong accompanied him, but it was completely different from the boring days he had had before.

There is Duan Ming Chong, it seems that in the ice and snow, you can see the sky full of flowers.

Time is like a streamer passing by instantaneously.

Soon, January 24th, the wedding date is approaching.

Sui Yan has eaten a lot in the East Palace these few days. He ran back from the small kitchen leisurely while biting on the buns, and saw Duan Mingchong packing his things in the bedroom.

Sui Yan is a bit clean, and he never allows strangers to touch his personal clothes. In the Hou Mansion, Haitang cleans up. When he arrives at the East Palace, he is surprisingly lazy and restless, so Duan Mingchong has to do it himself.

Sui Yan swallowed the steamed buns, took out a small paper bag from his sleeve, and said casually: "His Royal Highness, what are you packing up again, are you okay?"

Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "Tomorrow you are going back to the Hou Mansion, and I won't have to wake up early tomorrow."

Sui Yan was taken aback: "Huh?"

Duan Mingchong turned his head helplessly: "Have you forgotten? Your brother's wedding will be two days away."

Sui Yan nodded eagerly: "Remember, I just didn't expect... I will leave tomorrow. I thought I would live there forever."

Duan Ming Chong said: "Stop making trouble."

After knowing that he was about to leave, Sui Yan was depressed. He didn't even eat much dinner, so he crawled into bed.

Duan Mingchong tidyed up his things, opened the bed curtain and saw him shrunk in the quilt like a quail. He couldn't help but smile: "You can go back and stay for a few days, and come back after the wedding period, or someone else would say If you don’t understand the number of courtesies, your own brothers will not go back to the house if they become married."

Sui Yan said boredly: "Will you come back to the Hou Mansion with me then?"

Duan Mingchong smiled helplessly: "What do you think?"

Sui Yan has become accustomed to sleeping with Duan Ming Chong all day long. At first he has to go back to the mansion to sleep alone, and he is inexplicably uncomfortable.

He tossed about in bed for a long time, and Duan Mingchong was washed up and collapsed, and he was still struggling with resentment.

Duan Mingchong straightened Sui Yan's messy hair and tied it with a hair tie, and said, "Don't press your hair."

Sui Yan rolled a few more times before giving up. He got up from the bed and suddenly said, "His Royal Highness, do you want to get up early tomorrow?"

Duanming Chongmo's hair hangs down, and the candlelight is more handsome. He shook his head and said, "No, what's the matter?"

Sui Yan Jiang Jin was draped on his body, and he climbed onto Duan Mingchong with his hands and feet, and covered the two of them inside.

The candlelight was blocked out, and a dim shroud quickly fell.

Duan Mingchong was taken aback, and he felt Sui Yan groping to untie his belt in the darkness.

In the small space, Sui Yan's breath sprayed on the side of Duan Mingchong's face. If you listen carefully, you can still hear his faint gasp.

Duan Mingchong suffocated his breath and raised his hand with difficulty to hold Sui Yan's hand: "Ah, Ayan, what are you doing?"

Sui Yan leaned slightly, opened his lips and took a bite.

Duan Mingchong: "You..."

Sui Yan said, "Oh, sorry, biting your face?"

Duan Mingchong: "Yeah."

Sui Yan hurriedly said: "It's too dark, I didn't see it, come again."

This time, he stretched out his hand to support Duan Mingchong's chin, covering his lips on Duan Mingchong's light-colored lips.

Duan Mingchong held Sui Yan's waist, his breathing became obviously heavy.

Sui Yan bit Duan Mingchong's lips lightly, and soon tried to separate his lips, and both of them gasped faintly.

Duan Mingchong: "Ayan..."

Sui Yan gasped for a few times before murmured in a low voice, "His Royal Highness, if you don't feel lighter this time, Mukou, there really is no next time."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong didn't say anything, but rolled over and pressed him on the couch.