Stigma

Song Xian leaned over and frowned, "What do you think?"

Sui Yan said, "Who is responsible for the wine at the feast today?"

Song Xian pointed to himself, and said, "Me."

Sui Yan looked at him suspiciously: "You are a guest, what do you do to do these things, no one is available in the Three Princes' Mansion?"

Song Xian said, "It was boring to come early anyway, so I took on an errand casually, why, what do you ask this for?"

Sui Yan blinked at him and whispered, "Then can you secretly replace my wine with peach nectar?"

Song Xian: "..."

Jiang Enhe was heartless and hurriedly said: "Me, me! I want too, can you replace me with ginseng soup?"

Song Xian: "..."

Song Xian looked at these two people with foolish eyes, and after a long time he was speechless: "Are you two here to smash the scene?"

Sui Yan laughed and didn't tease him again.

After a while, Duan Zhisu came back. Xu was about to receive too many guests. He dragged Song Xian out without sitting in the courtyard for a long time. Jiang En and seeing this seemed to be amused, and followed him. go out.

Before leaving, Sui Yan gathered her little hand burner and said, "Your Highness, do you need my help?"

Even though he said that, he didn't even have the appearance of getting up. He smiled irritably and said, "It's so cold outside, you stay here, and I will be thankful if you don't mess with me."

Sui Yan could be lazy upright, opened his lips and laughed.

Sui Xunxu was too boring to wait, he didn't know where to find the book and read it.

Because the Sui family was a military minister, he had a stubborn temper, and he couldn't be so prone to behave like that. It was not compatible with the Manchu civil and military affairs.

Because Sui Yan and Duan Zhisu have been playing since they were young, and even the entire Sui family has a very close relationship with the third prince. Others secretly say that the unfavored Third Royal Highness did not know where to cultivate the blessings, and even caught up with the years. With the support of the Sui family, the big ship of the family, Duan Zhisu also has a bargaining chip to fight for that position.

But only Sui Yan knew that the reason why Sui Jia and Duan Zhisu had a good relationship was not for the king of Qin to gain power, it was simply because Sui Yan and Duan Zhisu were friends.

If Suixun was still alive in the previous life, he would definitely not let himself get caught in the muddy water of seizure.

For example, if it weren't for Sui Yan and Duan Zhisu's very good relationship, according to Suixun's identity, he would not have come to a prince's birthday banquet.

There seemed to be many guests in the prince's mansion, and there were faint noisy voices.

Suixun glanced outside and said, "Aren't you going out to join in the fun?"

According to Sui Yan's age, it is the time to be lively.

Sui Yan shook his head. He took a sip of tea, and the old **** was saying, "No, I'm getting older. I'd better hold tea and watch the young people make trouble."

He grabbed one of the servants and said, "Do you have wolfberries? Use them to make a new pot of tea for me."

The servants are busy.

Suixun: "..."

Suixun put the book down, walked over and touched his forehead, frowned and said, "Are you sick and stupid?"

Suixun seldom would be so intimacy with him. Sui Yan froze for a moment when he got close, holding the tea and looking up at Suixun blankly.

Suixun said: "What's the matter?"

Sui Yan put the tea down and shook his head. Sui Xun was about to go back, but Sui Yan grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Brother," Sui Yan whispered, "After the Chinese New Year, can you...can't you go to the border?"

Suixun thought he was going to say something important. He was stunned when he heard these words, and said: "Why are you suddenly saying such a childish thing? Although there is no war in the border, the southern border bandits are eyeing the Beilan territory. If not, Go, if something goes wrong and I die a hundred times, it's not enough. Hasn't the Taifu told you this?"

When he spoke, he felt that he seemed to be too harsh, so he coughed dryly and said softly: "Don't be fooling around."

Sui Yan shook the corner of his clothes lightly, and said in a sad voice: "Brother..."

Seeing that Suixun was used to Sui Yan's unreasonable gagging appearance, at first glance he was a little uncomfortable with his rare glutinous coquettish, unnaturally lowered his head to look at him, and wondered whether he should throw away his hand for a while.

Sui Yan immediately got into the feet when she saw this, put her hand on Suixun's waist, buried her face in his arms, and said dullly, "Even if...even if you want to go back, you should go back later, OK? Just this time, promise to forget it. , OK? Brother."

Suixun's lips moved slightly: "You..."

Sui Yan raised his head and looked at him blankly: "When I was young, I was forgotten, stubborn, playful, and ignorant, but now I'm growing up, I want to spend more time with my brother."

The iron-blooded and indifferent general was a little at a loss, so he had to say: "Don't you, don't act like a baby."

Seeing that it worked, Sui Yan became more vigorous: "Second brother, brother, you will not return for a few years after you leave. I was bullied in Beijing and no one gave me a chance..."

Hearing this, Suixun raised his brows and said coldly: "Who bullied you?"

Sui Yan was about to make persistent efforts to take this opportunity to sue, when a chuckle suddenly came from the side, and he tilted his head to look.

-Duan Mingchong, dressed in ink, is standing at the door, smiling at him with a smile on his lips.

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, then flushed, and let go of her hands at a loss.

Suixun quickly returned to his senses and turned to salute: "I have seen His Royal Highness."

Sui Yan shrank his head and sat on the side. Sui Xun pulled his arm to stand up, and whispered, "Don't be rude."

Sui Yan hurriedly followed to salute: "Please... Please peace of your Royal Highness."

When there is no one around, he can behave like a baby with his brother. Anyway, he just throws himself at home, but he didn't expect that this scene of him would be watched by Duan Mingchong.

Sui Yan was so embarrassed and angry that Sui Yan could not find a way to sew it in.

Duan Mingchong was still smiling, and said, "You don't need to be polite. The relationship between Master Xiaohou and the general is really good."

Sui Yan's face flushed, and he whispered: "I... I'll go and see if there is anyone who needs my help from His Highness Three, so I won't accompany him."

Without waiting for Duan Mingchong to answer, he quickly ran out wrapped in the cloak.

Sui Yan plunged into the heavy snow, the wind and snow whistling in his ears, and he could vaguely hear Ming Chong's chuckle behind him.

Sui Yan thought desperately: "Ah, I don't know how to say it, anyway, I just want to die."

Immediately after he came back from his rebirth, he was bored with seeing through Hongchen and wanted to die, but now he wanted to die with shame and embarrassment, wishing to suffocate himself in the snow.

Why can Duan Mingchong see me every time I feel embarrassing and embarrassing?

Sui Yan almost collapsed.

He panicked and walked along the veranda all the way, the ink hair draped on his back was covered with white snow, and he turned a few turns at the end until he reached the main hall of the Three Princes' Mansion.

It was snowing today, and there were a lot of people who came to give gifts and congratulations. Sui Yan glanced inside and found that most of them were some civil servants in the DPRK, chatting in groups.

Duan Zhisu was in Tongshu, a man in black clothes was not knowing what he was talking about, Sui Yan, who was outside the door, was stunned for a moment before he said something to the man and walked towards him.

Duan Zhisu pulled him in, wiped the unmelted snow from his ink hair with his hands, and frowned, "Aren't you drinking tea in the courtyard? What are you doing standing here, is it cold?"

Sui Yan was so cold that his teeth trembled, and he shivered: "His Royal Highness is talking to me and my brother. I can't disturb you... So, he ran out."

Duan Zhisu frowned more tightly, and he confessed a few words with Song Xian on the side, and then took Sui Yan to the bedroom in the backyard.

A charcoal basin was burning in the bedroom, and Sui Yan soon came in and felt the snow on his hair melted into water. Duan Zhisu took off the cloak for him, and softly said: "I am still busy today. Don’t go out and make a fool of you if you are weak. Just sleep here for a while. I'll call you when the evening feast begins."

Sui Yan nodded.

Duanzhi solemnly said: "Why, I just saw that you have been yawning. Didn't you sleep last night?"

Sui Yan took off his shoes, sat on the bed with the quilt watching him, and whispered, "I was punished by my brother for copying books yesterday, so I didn't sleep well."

Duan Zhisu threw the tranquilizer incense aside and lit it in a small incense burner, and white smoke curled up.

"Copy books? What did you do wrong again?"

Sui Yan shook his head, and Duan Zhisu was removing the hair crown for him, and said: "Don't move around, it's still you if you pull your hair out."

Sui Yan had no choice but to stop moving, and said, "I didn't do anything, so I went to the Hualou."

He took a stern gesture and frowned, "Didn’t I tell you before, that flower house is not a good place to go, even if you want to go out of your mouth, you can’t go too much, just go, how can you still be caught by your brother? Now, he didn't beat you to death?"

Sui Yan didn't want to talk, rubbed his hair and dropped his head on the soft pillow.

When Yan Yan was young, there was no one in the Hou Mansion all the time. Since Duan Zhisu had the Prince Mansion outside the palace, he came to the capital to eat, drink, and sleep in bed, and he was used to going back and forth.

Duan Zhisu didn't ask any more, so he sent a bowl of hot **** soup and watched Sui Yan drink it, then turned and left.

Sui Yan lay on the bed sideways, sniffing the icy cold wood fragrance between his breath, thinking all over his head, thinking about who could poison the wine without knowing it, and then thinking about Suixun's journey to the south. Whether Jiang could come back or not, after a while, the soothing effect broke out, and he fell asleep in a daze.

The sound of wind and snow faintly heard in my ears, and Sui Yan's dream was also like a wind and snow night with a cold knife.

Wearing a cloak, he knelt outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, the heavy snow whistling in his ears, and the chill couldn't stop digging into his bones.

The old **** who was waiting next to the emperor held an umbrella and bent down beside him and whispered: "Master Xiaohou, the emperor is angry now and won't see you. It's such a cold day. You should go back."

The boy Wanggui shook his head, and his voice blew away in the cold wind: "I must see the emperor today. Please help me pass the message again if you trouble me."

The old **** anxiously said: "The emperor is going to rest here, my little master, if you kneel here for some good or bad..."

Sui Wanggui smiled lightly, shivering and talking nonsense: "It's okay, I'm not cold."

The old **** watched Sui Wanggui as he grew up bouncing and growing up. Where did he see his sullen laughter, he was taken aback, put the umbrella beside Sui Wanggui, blocking the wind and snow, and returned. When I arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony, I planned to persuade the emperor again.

It was just that he had just walked into the hall, but saw the emperor reach out his hand and knock on the table gently, saying: "Go and pour a glass of wine to send to Duan Zhisu."

The old **** was startled, pale, and tentatively said: "The emperor, Sui Xiaohouye is still kneeling outside, it is snowing outside, and his bones have always been weak..."

The emperor frowned and said, "Announce him to come in."

The old **** was overjoyed and quickly stepped back and walked out.

Not long after, Sui Wanggui walked in, covered in wind and snow, and when he saw the emperor, he knelt down with a thud, his forehead touched the ground, and he tremblingly said, "I beg your majesty."

The old **** was holding a glass of wine aside, taking a breath when he saw it, and sweating for Sui Wanggui.

The emperor looked at him indifferently, and said, "Whose kindness do you want me to grant? How do you grant it?"

Sui Wanggui said in a dumb voice: "Even if the third majesty has committed an unforgivable mistake, it is still his own blood. I hope you will see..."

Before he could finish his words, the emperor swept down the piles of memorials on the table with one sleeve, and said angrily: "You still dare to intercede for him?! Look, this, these! These are all Manchu civil and military ginsengs. He can do things like poisoning the prince, forming a party for private purposes, and he really is my good son!"

Sui Wanggui bowed his head and tremblingly said: "His Royal Highness is not the one who murdered his brother, someone must have framed it..."

The young Sui Yan didn't know much about the world, and tried to purge Duan over and over again. He didn't even think about what he said.

"Iron proof is like a mountain! How do you know that someone is framing him in this matter?" The emperor was anxious, picked up an inkstone and smashed it down, hitting Sui Wanggui's left shoulder, ink stains all over his body.

The old **** knelt down quickly: "Your Majesty calms down his anger."

The emperor took a deep breath, and then said: "Forgetting to return after the year, everyone else will avoid him when they see him in distress. Why don't you move up unconsciously?"

Sui Wanggui was speechless.

The emperor stared sullenly at the trembling Sui Wanggui on the ground, and then said for a long time: "He is stubborn, conspiracy to murder his brother, give death, and send this cup of stigma to the Third Prince's Mansion."

The old **** was startled: "Your Majesty, this..."

At the same time, Sui Wanggui suddenly raised his head and his eyes were red: "Your Majesty, I beg you to spare his life for the sake of the relationship between father and son for many years!"

The emperor looked at him coldly and knocked his head on the icy ground, perhaps using too much force, his forehead was broken, and a trace of blood slowly stayed behind.

"His Majesty!"

The emperor stood up slowly according to the book, looked at him condescendingly, and suddenly said: "Since you are pleading for him, then I will reward you with this cup of poisonous wine."

Sui Wanggui was taken aback, then slowly raised his head and looked at him blankly.

The emperor said to the old eunuch: "Go."

The old **** was trembling all over, but he did not dare to disobey the emperor's order. He walked slowly to Sui Wanggui and bent his waist. The jade wine bottle on the wooden support in his hand shattered slightly.

Sui Wanggui stared at the wine bottle in front of him, shaking his hands for a while and picked it up, looking down.

The emperor sneered when he looked at him trembling in fear, and was about to speak, but saw Sui Wanggui shaking his hands and suddenly put the wine bottle on his lips and drank the wine.

The emperor was startled and said angrily: "You!"

The old **** knelt down in shock, "Little Houye!"

The jade cup fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

The poisonous wine was swallowed down his throat, and there was a bit of heat in the cold. He was obviously afraid of despair, but his forehead touched the ground and his voice trembled: "I beg your majesty to spare the life of the third majesty."

The emperor stared at him in a daze for a long time, before he waved the candlestick on the table to the ground, and said angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze!? Go and get a doctor!"

The old **** ran out in a hurry.

Sui Wanggui still knelt on the ground and shivered, but still whispered: "Please, Your Majesty..."

Please...

Suddenly, someone gently touched his forehead, and Sui Yan's cold touch aroused Sui Yan abruptly.

Sui Yan slowly opened his eyes, sat on the side of his bed sternly, frowned at him, and said, "Have you had a nightmare?"

Sui Yan didn't know for a moment whether this was a dream or reality, but just stared at him blankly.

Duan Zhisu touched his forehead again, and said, "I haven't had a fever, it looks like I'm asleep."

He patted Sui Yan's pale face, and coaxed: "Forgetting to return, do you still recognize someone? The feast will start soon and you can't sleep anymore."