Stigma

Sui Yan was obviously impatiently looking at Duan Zhisu, but due to his poor status, he had to wait for him to speak.

I don’t know how long I have been waiting, but I also know that it is not appropriate for me to hold someone here in the middle of the night.

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling a little sad.

If in the last life, he was able to tell everything to himself and everything, then there is no doubt that he helped him in the seizure.

But he didn't.

Sui Yan's previous life was willing to fight with others for a half-life because of a stubborn lie, and finally lost his life, but this life already knows everything, naturally it is impossible to repeat the same mistake again.

Sui Yan took a deep breath, and the cold wind from the crack in the door was sucked into his lungs, making him shiver with cold.

"His Royal Highness, do you know what happened after I drank that cup of stigma?" Sui Yan said suddenly.

Duanzhisu looked at him in a daze.

Sui Yan stretched out his wrist, and the cyan veins were clearly visible on his slender arm. He whispered: "I will be sick and weak throughout my life. Whether I can live to 25 years old is unknown. Even if the cold wind blows for a while, my life will be dying... "

Shuansu Hitomi trembled fiercely, looking at him painfully, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

Sui Yan murmured: "Do you expect me to stir up this broken body in the battle for the prosecution?"

Sui Yan stepped forward gently, tiptoe to his ears and lowered his voice, "Do you want me to die?"

Duanzhi took a few steps back abruptly, staring at him in amazement.

Seeing that Sui Yan scared him, he wanted to laugh out loud, but his lips curled up slightly, but he couldn't laugh anymore.

Yes, it's nothing funny.

This night, it was just the point of disagreement between the two who would follow a completely different path in the future.

There was still panic and pain in his stubborn eyes: "I...I never thought of harming you..."

Sui Yan lowered his eyes, her long eyelashes cast a light and shadow under her eyes: "Well, but you don't believe me."

Duan Zhisu immediately said: "I believe you, I don't involve you in this matter, I really just want to save you."

Sui Yan didn't speak.

Duan Zhisu has always been a person who only does not speak much. Usually those good things are sent to Sui Yan, and never boast about how difficult and valuable it is. Just wanting to give a small gift is like an understatement, Sui Yan knows him well. At this point, I can't bear to break with him too ugly.

However, it is impossible to think about it as before.

In a daze, Sui Yan felt that Sui Yan was getting farther and farther away from him. It made him a little flustered. He reached out and tentatively grabbed Sui Yan's wrist, and said as softly as possible, "Forget going, Song Xian is not with you." The same, three generations of his clan are important ministers in the dynasty, even if things are revealed, they will not be punished severely, and you are different..."

Duan Zhisu was born in the royal family and his mind was precocious. On weekdays, he never wanted to tell Sui Yan this kind of deep calculations of the city, lest he felt that he was deeply committed.

Duan Zhisu held his cold hand, gently closed his warm palm, and whispered: "Although Sui'an Hou Mansion looks at his family's great cause, once General Suixun returns to the frontier, the only big Hou Mansion is You are supported by your father's favor, but if one day, your father thinks you are a person with the same authority as me, how will he treat you? Have you ever thought about it?"

Sui Yan naturally thought that if the emperor was jealous of him, he would naturally throw him on the battlefield to fend for himself like other people in the Sui family. Anyway, according to Sui Yan's ridiculous temperament, he would not survive on the battlefield. If someone accidentally died on the frontier, it would be better for the emperor.

Sui Yan said indifferently: "Isn't it my Sui family's responsibility to defend the family and the country?"

Duan Zhisu persuaded him not to listen, and even his voice was a little unstable: "Yi forget to return! I'm serious with you, don't take out the usual jokes to deal with me!"

Sui Yan remained unmoved: "I'm also serious."

Duan Zhisu was so angry that he couldn't breathe steady: "How long can you live in the border, don't you...don't die?"

Sui Yan did not speak any more, struggling to draw his hand back.

Duan Zhisu rubbed his eyebrows, and didn't know how to tell him for a while. He looked at Sui Yan's body trembling by the wind, and suddenly couldn't bear to drag him to go around with him most of the night.

Duanzhisu lightly breathed a sigh of relief. After a long silence, he said with difficulty: "Prince... Will he protect you?"

Sui Yan looked up at him in shock.

Duan Zhisu smiled reluctantly: "I know that nothing I say will help anymore. If the prince can really protect your life one day, then..."

He suddenly didn't know how to continue.

Sui Yan was a little dazed.

Duanzhi solemnly closed his mouth and didn't say any more. He just stepped forward and gently hugged Sui Yan, patted him twice on the back, and then opened the door without saying a word and walked into the wind and snow.

Sui Yan looked back at the black figure slowly melting into the darkness, suddenly a boundless sourness surged in his heart.

He knew that in this life he would part ways and even break with each other, but he never thought it would be so peaceful.

Sui Yan stood in place for a long time, and Jun Jingxing, who had only been found, dragged him back to the room.

When Sui Yan took off his clothes and was stuffed into the warm quilt by Jun Jingxing, Yu Yan blinked slightly, and whispered, "Don't go."

Jun Jingxing had to yawn and pulled a stool to sit on the edge of his bed, and said, "Okay, what to say."

Sui Yan said, "Do you think someone like the prince can live to the end?"

What this last meant, the two knew well.

Jun Jingxing is very simple: "The prince is indecisive, and he is too gentle and kind to others, but he can be a loyal minister, but he can't be a Mingjun."

In short, a gentle temper cannot make a big deal.

Sui Yan pulled the quilt to block his chin: "Then what do you think of me? Can I live to the end?"

Jun Jingxing said calmly, "Who are you going to be loyal to?"

Sui Yan didn't answer directly: "Just ask me if I can live to the end."

Jun Jingxing said: "It's difficult, you can live to adulthood even if God has opened your eyes."

Sui Yan: "..."

Jun Jingxing looked at Sui Yan's speechless eyes, wondering: "Is there something wrong with what I said? When you become an adult, you will be attacking the jue, then the emperor is really willing to let you honestly attack your father. Is it a knighthood?"

Sui Yan was in a bad mood and wanted to talk to Jun Jingxing for some enlightenment, but he didn't expect that the more enlightened this person, the worse he would be.

Sui Yan waved his hand in disgust and said, "Hurry up, don't be annoying here."

Jun Jingxing said angrily: "You kept me!"

Sui Yan: "I don't want to keep you anymore. Go back quickly. I'm going to bed. Remember to wake up and call me tomorrow morning."

Jun Jingxing was so angry that he really wanted to drag him out to have a fight, but finally resisted his anger and walked away.

Sui Yan thought that he would have to think that he would be able to fall asleep in the middle of the night, but after Jun Jing walked for a while, he felt tired all over, and fell into a faint sleep for a moment.

Early the next morning, there was another crackling snow.

Sui Yan got up early and stood under the porch in a cloak and an umbrella. After a while, the prince's carriage came slowly in a gust of snow.

Duan Ming Chong lifted the driving curtain and saw Sui Yan standing under the door, with a gentle smile on the corners of his lips.

Soon, the car stopped, and Duan Mingchong got out of the car in a dark green brocade robe. He saw Sui Yan saluting and said, "No need."

Sui Yan stood up honestly, gathered the small hand stove, eager to try: "His Royal Highness, let's go?"

Duan Mingchong said: "It's too rude to walk straight away. Is General Sui in the house? It's never too late to go and tell him to go alone."

Sui Yan said, "My brother has been so busy these few days that he didn't come back last night, and 80% won't be able to come back until tonight. Your Highness can't see him anymore."

Duan Mingchong had to stop the thought and said, "Come on, then."

Sui Yan hurriedly followed Duan Ming Chong into the carriage.

It wasn't until the carriage quietly drove out of the long street of Sui'anhou Mansion that Sui Yan breathed a sigh of relief and opened the delicate small hand stove in his hand.

Duan Mingchong glanced at it and found that it was not charcoal but a few sugar wrapped in glazed paper.

Duan Mingchong couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't you think General Sui will not let you eat candy?"

Sui Yan took out a piece of candy preciously, and then kicked the small hand stove in his sleeve. He smiled and said, "No, it's the quack doctor in my family. It's bad for your health if you can't eat sugar during illness. Nonsense."

Duanming Chongxiao's eyes were bent up: "Oh? How to say?"

Sui Yan Zhenzheng said: "I take candy to improve my mood; when I am in a good mood, the illness will naturally heal faster. Isn't this a thing of killing two birds with one stone? Where can I be bad for my health?"

Listening to his nonsense, Duan Mingchong smiled and opened the lid of the warm cup on the charcoal basin under the small case, overflowing with a hint of sweetness.

Sui Yan glanced at it, his eyes straightened.

Duan Ming Chong said: "I got you up so early, thinking that you probably don't have any appetite for breakfast, so people brought the sweet porridge over, do you want to try it?"

Sui Yan nodded as if pounding garlic, and almost jumped directly into Duan Mingchong's arms.

After just a short time, Sui Yan drank all the sweet porridge in the small cup, and lay down on the small case contentedly, looking at Duan Mingchong with eager eyes, and whispered: "Your Highness, we will come to Xiangguo tomorrow. Temple."

Duan Ming Chongren smiled: "Just for the porridge?"

Sui Yan nodded: "Okay?"

Duan Mingchong stuffed his little hand stove into his arms and said: "Nonsense, toss back and forth, you won't be afraid to toss yourself again."

Sui Yan curled his lips and had no choice but to stop mentioning the matter.

Sui Yan looked at the entire carriage boredly, and then he scanned the Buddhist scriptures in a red sandalwood box on a small case. He curiously went up and took a look, and said, "Are these all heart scriptures to be delivered to the Buddhist hall?"

Duan Mingchong nodded, and said, "Well, if Xiao Hou Ye has nothing to do, he can copy the Heart Sutra calmly."

Sui Yan waved his hand and refused: "No, I think my heart is quite quiet now, and I will become a monk no matter how quiet it is."