Stigma

The carriage was parked at the gate of Sui'anhou's mansion, and the attendants had already put down their horse stools.

Sui Yan nodded and saluted Duan Ming Chong, but was suddenly stopped by Duan Ming Chong when he was about to go down.

Sui Yan: "His Royal Highness?"

Duan Ming Chong's ears were hot, and Sui Yan opened a gap in the cloak that Sui Yan had draped. He pulled out a sachet embroidered with begonia flowers from his sleeve and tied it to Sui Yan's waist.

"There is a safety talisman given by Master Gengxue, which is said to be able to drive away evil spirits and protect peace and health. You take it on your body and engrave it. Don't leave your body." Duan Mingchong's fingers were slender and slender, turning the red string of the sachet up and down. He tied the jade to his waist and said softly, "The general will leave at the age of tomorrow. Your body is not good, and I don't know if your father will let you go to the court."

Sui Yan looked down at Duan Mingchong's profile, not knowing what to say for a while.

"But it's okay if you don't go to the government. The heavy snow has been falling this year. Snow disasters have been severe in many places in Jiangbei. The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty are constantly arguing about this matter and don't know what to do. It is very annoying."

Duan Ming Chongman casually hung the peace symbol before he straightened his waist. Seeing Sui Yanzheng staring at him, his eyes curled and he smiled: "What's the matter?"

Sui Yan blinked and whispered, "His Royal Highness, is there anything important on the day of Lantern Festival?"

Duan Mingchong thought for a while: "The Lantern Festival may require the same father to deal with political affairs during the day, but there is nothing to do at night."

Sui Yan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be calm, and said: "I... I heard that every year there will be a lantern night market in the front street of the Chenghuang Temple, which is very lively. Can your Highness go and see it together?"

Duan Ming Chong was stunned for a moment, and looked at him a little strangely.

Sui Yan gave a dry cough, fearing that Duan Mingchong would see his wolf ambition, bluffing and saying: "Hall, Your Majesty, did you forget which sentence you said wrong?"

Duan Mingchong smiled lightly and said, "I guess it is correct, you are used to having fun for yourself."

He was gratified and regretted that if he had known Sui Yan when he was young, he might not have grown into such a boring temperament.

And I knew that Sui Yan was so close, so I should let people find some scripts to take a look at it. It wouldn't be a political matter to talk to him, and even I feel dull, let alone Sui Yan, who is extremely playful.

Sui Yan blinked, wondering whether Duan Mingchong was boasting or criticizing himself.

"His Royal Highness?"

Duan Mingchong nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you don't think I am boring."

Sui Yan smiled and said, "Where is your Highness boring?"

Duan Ming Chong was stunned, his ears suddenly red.

Sui Yan didn't notice, Tong Duan Mingchong saluted again, and jumped out of the carriage happily.

Duan Ming Chong hurriedly opened the curtain and looked down.

Sui Yan stood under the lantern outside the Hou’s mansion, beckoning at him with eyes: "His Royal Highness, the Lantern Festival, don’t forget it."

Duan Mingchong was suddenly in a trance.

The young boy's shaggy cloak dropped half of his shoulders as he got out of the car, revealing the purple robe inside. The begonia embroidered with gold thread on his left shoulder lined his beautiful face, and he looked at...

Just like light.

Duan Mingchong was shaken, until the carriage swayed and left, he reacted abruptly, and afterwards he shook his hand out of the window.

The carriage had already left, Duan Ming Chong stared at the houses passing by outside, and whispered, "I won't forget it."

As long as you don't forget, I won't forget.

Sui Yan at the entrance of the Hou Mansion saw the carriage turned a corner and disappeared at the end of the street. He took his gaze back. He brought the cloak hanging on his arms to his shoulders, and jumped back to the middle of the Hou Mansion in a very good mood.

Jumping halfway, he suddenly felt that he was a little bit hypocritical. After careful calculation, he was a person who had lived to be twenty years old. How could he ask someone to see a lantern, and he looked like a young girl who was in love with the spring.

Sui Yan made his walking posture a little more human, and after walking a few steps, he covered his forehead with some helplessness, and said in his heart: "Mother, I am really happy."

In the previous life, he calculated carefully, and there was no time to care about the love of men and women. The emperor once had the intention to marry him like him. At that time, he directly refused. What was the reason?

Sui Yan jumped off the steps and couldn't help but laugh suddenly, he remembered...

At that time, when Emperor Beilan asked him whether he was willing or unintentional about the protagonist's daughter of the Ministry of Rites, Sui Yan didn't change his face, and just said that he wanted to give a reply.

Unexpectedly, on the second day, he dragged Yuejian into the palace with a blank face, knelt down with a puff, and opened his mouth to ask the Emperor Beilan to allow him to marry Yuejianmen.

Emperor Beilan: "..."

See you on the moon: "???"

Emperor Beilan almost died of anger by him, scolded him angrily, and punished him to think at home for two months.

Sui Yan didn't care at all, and happily returned to the house with Yuejian, and then went to a mountain village outside the city to escape the heat that night.

Yue Jian followed him into the palace in a daze, and came back with a blank face. Watching Sui Yan coughing while packing up his things, there was a slight light in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment before he tried to say: "My lord, you said in the palace. of……"

Sui Yan was heartless, and said: "It's all for him. I can't marry the daughter of the minister of courtesy. Isn't this to find yourself a nail in your eyes? Just leave them alone, just fool around—Oh. , Where is my little candy box, have you seen it?"

Sui Yan turned his back to Yuejian and didn't see the flickering disappointment and sadness in Yuejian's eyes.

Sui Yan didn't hear the answer, turned around and said, "See you on the moon?"

Yuejian reluctantly smiled, and turned around on the table unnaturally: "I... I saw it yesterday, maybe it's left here, you can find it... I, I will go and see. Is the medicine ready..."

After speaking, before Sui Yan could answer, he staggered out and disappeared.

Sui Yan didn't know, so she had to go through it herself.

Sui Yan recalled the **** things he had done before, and couldn't help but smile so that his eyes were bowed. If the emperor in this world intends to give me a marriage, I will directly say to His Royal Highness the Prince of Love and see how they will react.

The more Sui Yan thought about it, the more happy he became. He almost jumped to the front hall of the inner courtyard. Before entering the door, Li Zhao greeted him bitterly and said in a low voice, "Master, you are finally back. Young Master Song is waiting for the old man. It's been a long time."

Sui Yan's face suddenly sank.

He turned around and wanted to leave: "Just say I'm not here and let him go."

Li Zhao: "Hey, master..."

Before Sui Yan walked two steps, a young man in a black shirt walked out of the front hall. Song Xian looked at him with a mean smile and said in a loud voice, "Master Xiaohou, you and I are classmates, even if you have another choice. Lord, you don’t have to be half-hearted, don’t even want to see me, right?"

Sui Yan took a deep breath and said, "I have nothing to say with you."

He said that he was about to leave, Song Xian was completely angered by his posture, and he walked quickly, grabbed his hand, forcibly held him, and said angrily: "Yi forget to go! Third Royal Highness. I'm sorry for what you're going to do? Isn't it just that the incident at the banquet was not told to you, are you still a child, and you have to put on such a big air about this mess?!"

Sui Yan pinched his wrist so that he could not get rid of it.

Song Xian: "Talk to you!"

Sui Yan turned his head, looked at him indifferently, and said, "Small things? Did I get poisoned to death by you to be considered a big thing?"

Song Xian looked at him incredulously: "What are you talking nonsense?! How could we harm you?"

In fact, what Song Xian said was right. It was just a trivial matter. If Sui Yan, who had no memory of his last life, might have exposed the matter lightly, he would continue to be his little fool and try his best to support stubbornness. Su.

But he is not.

Sui Yan's various sufferings in his previous life were all caused by this little thing that could not be too small. He had not directly collapsed at the time and was already considered a strong mind. He also wanted him to treat him as if nothing had happened. Su Songxian and the others mixed together, but it was impossible anymore.

Song Xian held Sui Yan's thin hand, and then realized that he was horribly thin, and suddenly let go of his hand.

Song Xian was originally a violent person who said anything. He did everything he wanted. He was very affectionate. His anger came fast and went fast. Seeing Sui Yan standing unsteady, he was a little awkward: " I...I didn't mean it, I just got mad and forgot to return..."

Sui Yan sneered.

Song Xian took a deep breath and tried to make himself sober: "I heard that His Royal Highness came to Sui'an Hou Mansion last night regardless of the wind and snow, and did not return to the mansion until midnight. The whole person was a bit muddled, and he had a high fever this morning. ..."

Sui Yan rubbed his eyebrows, why bother?

Song Xian looked at Sui Yan still anxious, and said, "Forgetting, I didn't want to be angry with you. I just heard that you were going out with the prince, so I felt anxious..."

Sui Yan was about to laugh with anger: "Then you still mean it’s wrong for me to go out with the prince? What is wrong with the prince when I am with the prince, or is it that Sui Wanggui hit you three princes on the body? What's wrong with the brand? You are in charge of me as far as this is concerned?"

Song Xian had a temper and said a few good things, but Sui Yan was stunned back. He didn't know how to coax people. He frowned when he heard that, "I didn't say that. Don't misunderstand what I mean."

Sui Yan said, "This is what you mean. Where did I misinterpret it? Just now you still had the face to say that I was a child, Song Chonghui, ask yourself, who is more like a child?!"

Song Xian said: "Don't yell at me! I'm talking about things seriously with you!"

Sui Yan's voice is louder than him: "You are yelling at me! Ahem..."

He was so angry that he clutched his chest and coughed. Song Xian was about to sneer, but when he saw his crooked appearance, he couldn't bear it, so he closed his mouth reluctantly.

Sui Yan coughed for a long time, tears were about to be coughed out, and he barely glared at him, angrily said: "Who is yelling at whom, don't you have any points in your heart?"

Song Xian: "Do you still want to make a noise?!"

Sui Yan was about to speak, Yu Guang seemed to see something, he was taken aback, then blinked slightly, the tears that had just been coughed up were blinked by him, and fell down his pale face.

Song Xian: "..."

Sui Yan frowned slightly, condensing his arrogant and domineering appearance to clean, even his voice was much softer, he was holding his chest angrily, tears falling down: "What's the matter? Can’t tell me, why do you yell at me like that?"

Song Xian: "..."

Song Xian frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, am I not good enough? You made trouble first. I think you know more than me. His Royal Highness Tongsan said that he still doesn't believe me. I have been shielding you, and I don’t know what my heart is that I am fascinated by you..."

Sui Yan cried even harder: "It's really not my fault. Don't be mad at me anymore, my heart hurts..."

Song Xian’s arrogance had already dissipated quickly. He was stunned for a moment. Sui Yan suddenly changed his face and made him confused. He tentatively stepped forward to help him: "Ah? My chest hurts, I...I'm holding you..."

Sui Yan was still crying.

Song Xian was about to go forward to help him, when suddenly a very indifferent voice came from behind him.

"Don't bother Song Gongzi anymore."

Song Xian froze and turned his head in amazement.

Suixun didn't know when he would be back, dressed in a black hunting suit and a cloak that draped the ground on his shoulders, looking heroic and majestic.

The little boy in Beijing is not afraid to make troubles all day long, but he is very afraid of General Suixun, who has been on the battlefield several times at a young age. Everyone sees him like a mouse and a cat, and escapes as fast as he can. .

Song Xian is no exception afraid of him, usually when Suixun is at home, he dare not come to play with Sui Yan.

At this time, the old general, who can cure the crying of children, had an ugly face, and his eyes stared at him coldly and fiercely.

Song Xian: "..."

Sui Yan seemed to have found the harbor, sobbing quickly, he hugged Suixun's waist and choked, "Brother, brother, you are finally back."

Song Xian said: "Sui, Sui General..."

Sui Xun said coldly: "I don't know where the younger brother has made the little son unhappy, and forgot to return to his weak bones. You can share with me."

Song Xianguan saw his legs become weak when he was about to eat people. He didn't dare to say anything to him, and he didn't even dare to say anything for a while.

Sui Yan hugged Suixun's waist and whispered, "Brother, brother, don't blame Zhonghui, it's the fault of forgetting to return..."

As he said, his body was shaking more severely, as if being forced to admit his mistakes.

Suixun's eyes were even more terrifying.

Song Xian: "..."

The author has something to say: Song Xian: mmp! ! Forget about returning home! Did you hear that? mmp! ! !