Stigma

Originally, Jun Jingxing thought that his identity as a genius doctor was just a cover, but he didn't realize until he had a meal at night that the little Hou Ye did not seem to be in good health.

Sui Yan held a bowl of sweet soup, frowned and took a sip. His expression didn't look like he was drinking sweet soup, but he was tasting poison.

Haitang arranged dishes for him and said, "The prescription left by Yuyu Meng a few days ago will be delivered in the evening, and the young master will definitely drink it up."

Sui Yan's face turned green when he heard this: "When will I drink it?"

Haitang thought for a while and said, "It's New Year."

Sui Yan didn't even want to drink medicated food.

Jun Jingxing frowned beside him, looking at the sweet medicated soup in Sui Yan's bowl, and couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to make medicated food in the sweet soup when you drink the medicine?"

Sui Yan was coaxed by Haitang to take another sip, not wanting to talk.

Haitang is quite familiar, and said: "Yes, if you do boil the medicine, the young master can't drink it at all, you can only boil it in the sweet soup."

Jun Jingxing said strangely: "That disease will not heal until the year of the monkey?"

Haitang also felt that this method would not work, but had no choice but to laugh.

After eating, Haitang cleaned up, closed the window, and asked the servant to bring two charcoal basins in the room again. After a while, the whole room was warm, just like warm spring.

Yin Shenqiu had been sent to the side courtyard to rest by his servants, and only the two of them stared at him in the entire room.

Sui Yan curled his lips, feeling that he was also quite boring. He untied the cloak of his body and threw it aside, took a small porcelain bottle from the small cabinet, and began to untie his clothes.

Jun Jingxing: "..."

Jun Jingxing was full of horror, and said angrily: "What are you doing?!"

Sui Yan's unbuttoning action paused for a while before he looked at Jun Jingxing in disbelief, his expression even more horrified than him.

"Aren't you a doctor?" Sui Yan said, "Shangyao Association, right?"

Jun Jingxing was unclear, so he saw Sui Yan undress his upper body, grabbed a pillow and lay on the couch, patted the bedside case, and said, "Come here."

Jun Jingxing was so angry that his tinnitus was dizzying, and he took a deep breath. Only then did he see that Sui Yan had several scars on his back.

Only then did Jun Jingxing relax a little. He tentatively stepped forward and got closer, only to find that the white back seemed to be whipped by a whip, and the three scars crossed his back, looking a little horrible. .

Sui Yan lay on the pillow and said dullly: "Be careful, I'm afraid of pain."

Jun Jingxing held his forehead.

The medicine in the small porcelain bottle was sent by Sui Xun, and when the stopper was opened, a strong medicinal fragrance filled with the medicine. Jun Jingxing poured out some medicine powder without expression and sprinkled it gently on the three wounds.

As soon as the powder fell, Sui Yan's thin body trembled abruptly, biting the pillow and let out a very painful sob, looking extremely pitiful.

Jun Jingxing's eyes moved slightly, as if a little moved, and then...

Spilled more vigorously.

Sui Yan was in a cold sweat until the powder was sprinkled, and he kept pumping air, and it seemed that the pain was not light.

Jun Jingxing carefully wiped the medicated powder on the edge of the wound with a kerchief, and said lightly: "What did you do wrong to be beaten like this? This is too cruel."

Sui Yan immediately turned his head and glared at him angrily after hearing this: "It's not because of you! My brother now thinks that I went to the Hualou for fun that time. I suffered these three whips for you. Why are you gloating?! "

Jun Jingxing suddenly felt a little guilty, and quickly coaxed: "Okay, good, my fault, I will help you copy the book tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly reacted. The two obviously didn't get along for a long time. How do you say they are so familiar? It's like a good friend who has known each other for many years.

Is this little Hou master so familiar with anyone?

Sui Yan continued to lie on his stomach, bowing his head dejected and said, "Don't bother you. Tomorrow is the birthday of His Royal Highness. I may not be back all day. You can live in the courtyard. If you have anything to do, please go to Uncle Zhao directly."

Jun Jingxing nodded in response, paused for a moment, and suddenly whispered: "Why do you want to save me?"

Sui Yan lay down for a while, full of sleepiness. He opened his eyes in a daze, "Ah", and said vaguely: "Save...what did you save? You saved me."

Jun Jingxing rubbed his eyebrows, thinking that this little Hou Ye seemed to like to talk nonsense as soon as he fell asleep. Seeing that he was still awkward now, he couldn't ask anything, so he said, "Nothing, go to sleep."

Sui Yan let out an "Oh" and lay down on the soft pillow again, and soon fell asleep.

Because of his back injury, he couldn't lie down and sleep, so he could only curl up aggrievedly, bury his head in the quilt, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes that had just come out.

Jun Jingxing looked at him for a long while before sighing quietly.

"It's still a kid," he murmured, and gently pulled Sui Yan's untied shirt up, covered him with a quilt, after thinking about it, he put out a charcoal basin, and then left quietly. .

Sui Yan was dragged from the quilt by Suixun when it just arrived early the next morning.

Sui Yan thought Suixun was here to tell him to copy the book, and he hugged the quilt in a daze and said vaguely: "Copy, copy! I'll copy right away! Let me sleep for a little while, just a...a little..."

Suixun almost laughed angrily at him, and turned around to open the side window.

It was snowing outside, and the cold wind rushed forward from the outside, and directly blew Sui Yan's face.

Sui Yan shivered suddenly and woke up completely.

After a while, he wrapped the three-layer inner and outer three-layer brocade shirt, holding the small hand stove with the charcoal block, and stepped into the carriage following Suixun.

Since Sui Yan fell ill, sleeping eight hours a day was not enough. When he got into the car, he immediately fell asleep on the small case.

Suixun was so angry that he lost his temper, lest he catch a cold, so he hugged him in his arms and wrapped him in a large cloak to save hair.

Sui Yan sleeps more comfortably.

Half an hour later, the carriage slowly stopped at the Mansion of the Third Prince on the South Street of Beijing.

It was still early, and there were not many guests in the Third Prince's Mansion. The servants were waiting at the door. He saw Sui Xun Sui Yan getting out of the carriage and hurriedly holding an umbrella to pick him up.

Sui Yan almost wrapped himself into a ball, but the carriage still shook unnaturally. His lips were a little bruised, and he asked as he walked into the palace, "Who is here now?"

The servant hurriedly replied: "Young Master Song and Young Master Jiang have just arrived, and they are drinking tea in the courtyard at this time."

Sui Yan said "Oh": "Where is the Third Royal Highness?"

"His Royal Highness was called to the palace by your Majesty early, and he might be back in a moment." The servant led the two across the veranda, and raised his eyes to see the open courtyard.

"Two adults, please."

The two quickly walked inside. Jiang Enhe and Song Xian in the hall were drinking tea, and they quickly came to salute.

"I have seen General Sui, Xiaohouye."

Suixun waved his hand to indicate that they don't need to be polite.

Sui Yan stumbled twice, shook off the snow from his boots, pulled a stool and ran to sit by the charcoal basin, ignoring them.

Suixun was drinking tea, Song Xian and Jiang Enhe didn't dare to be too blatant, so they had to secretly stare at Sui Yan.

After a while, Sui Yan warmed up completely, then raised his head and said to Gan Enhe: "You went to Xiangguo Temple yesterday, did you see Master Gengxue?"

When he talked about this, Gannhe immediately stopped staring at him, pulled a stool and sat down, intending to chat with Sui Yan.

Sui Yan stretched out a finger to stop him: "Say less gossip, just focus on the main point."

Gannhe: "..."

How come this person who can't talk is not killed?

Gannhe was speechless: "Are you still going to listen?"

Sui Yan had no choice but to ask for everything, and said: "Come, do it, you tell me and I will listen."

Gann and then began to chatter endlessly. Starting with a few crows flying over his head when he went out, he could talk about the time for a stick of incense on the way to Xiangguo Temple. Nonsense and spit stars were flying all over the sky.

In the end, Song Xian, who was in the audience, couldn’t stand it anymore, and frowned directly, “Can you tell me the point? Who wants to hear about the messy things you met with a few little girls on the way? Which gentleman is teaching you? Who can teach you this way?"

Gann and his face flushed immediately, and he whispered: "I...I'm going to talk about it now, don't rush me!"

Song Xian rolled his eyes without holding back.

Although Jiang Enhe said this will be covered immediately, but he took the trouble to talk nonsense for a quarter of an hour, and then he talked about Xiangguo Temple.

Gannhe put it in a nutshell: "I didn't see Master Gengxue."

Song Xian almost spit out water, Sui Yan also glanced at him speechlessly, and said quietly, "Are you playing with us?"

Jiang Enhe's face flushed a little, and he glared at them before whispering towards Sui Yan, "But I accidentally saw the second prince."

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he became interested.

The culprit who poisoned Duan Mingchong in the previous life was the two princes who were as expected.

Jiang Enhe looked outside and leaned on Yan Na when he was pulling a stool. His voice was extremely low: "It is not unusual for the second prince to appear in Xiangguo Temple. After all, people in Beijing want to take this opportunity to get acquainted with Master Gengxue. It’s just that I found out that the person he wanted to meet was the master of Xiangguo Temple who had been in the palace for some time before.”

Sui Yan moved his eyes and said, "Did you hear what they said?"

Gann said in peace: "How can I? I lost my way in Xiangguo Temple. I walked indiscriminately. Seeing those two mysterious people who dared to approach each other, I immediately slipped away."

Sui Yan said "Oh", hating iron for not making steel: "Why do you want you?"

Gann glared at him, unwillingly think about it, and then said: "But before I left, I caught a glimpse of the master who seemed to have given the second prince something. Just the square paper bag, I didn't know what was in it. "

Sui Yan took a breath.

The stigma is the secret medicine in the palace. Even the prince’s important ministers can’t touch it on weekdays. If the second prince really intends to use the stigma to kill Duan Mingchong, then what he wants from the master of Xiangguo Temple may be stigmatized. Medicated powder.

The stigma is colorless and tasteless, and its toxicity is no different from poisons such as poisonous poison. It is valuable because the emperor uses it to reward people who have committed serious crimes. Once they drink the stigma and die, that person is The treacherous crimes have left proof of the stigma to the royal family.

Duan Ming Chong grew up in the East Palace and was brought up by the emperor. The prince trained by himself was killed by a cup of stigma. No matter who it is, he will not be merciless.

Therefore, after the crown prince was poisoned by a stigma in his previous life, the emperor would be so furious to let Duan Zhisu be buried. If it were replaced with other poisons, the emperor might leave Duan Zhisu a life.

After Sui Yan figured it out, he suddenly felt that the second prince was not too deep in the city. He just killed two princes who hoped to inherit the throne with one move, and smoothly picked himself out.

Sui Yan took a deep breath, looked down at the begonia pattern on the small hand stove in her arms, lost in thought.

Then... in the three princes' mansion, who can poison Duan Mingchong without knowing it?