Stigma

Seeing that Sui Yan was fine, and Jun Jingxing didn't stay too much, he told him a few words and left.

Jun Jingxing lowered his head, lowered his eyebrows and followed the palace people out of the East Palace, but the more he walked, he felt that something was not right. He looked at the unfamiliar scene around him, and tentatively smiled: "Father-in-law, this one doesn't seem to be out of the palace. The way."

The palace man turned his head and smiled at him, and said faintly: "Young Master Yin, my Royal Highness invites you to come over."

Jun Jingxing's pupils shrink.

Sui Yan was so frightened by Jun Jingxing that he did not sit on the rattan rocking chair leisurely. He invited a palace man and said, "Which plum tree is blooming in the Royal Garden?"

Although it has already entered February, the capital is still covered with ice and snow, and only Meilin can enjoy the scenery in the Imperial Garden. Snow in other places is similar.

The palace people took him hurriedly.

Sui Yan got the assurance that Duan Mingchong would allow him to eat together and wait for death, and immediately began to make a living. He made people move all the small snacks he brought from Sui'anhou Mansion to the past, and the group was mighty. Go to Meilin in the north of the Royal Garden.

These few days have been clear skies, the imperial garden has melted a lot of snow, the pavilions are beautiful and small, the branches of ancient acacia, pine and cypress are covered with snow, a large plum forest is in full swing, like a sea of ​​luxuriant flowers, and a few begonia flowers are rushing to bloom. , It adds a bit of springtime to the coldness around.

The palace people put the small snacks brought by Sui Yan on the carved stone table of the pavilion one by one. There was a table full of dangdang, and everything was there. If Duan Mingchong is here, you can see these folks who don’t know how to eat cleanly. People have to throw them all out.

Sitting on the padded stone bench, Sui Yan said casually to the palace man beside him while peeling the pine nuts: "Is there no one in this imperial garden on weekdays? It's deserted."

The palace said: "On weekdays, the princes and empresses will come to enjoy the scenery, but in the past few days, the five princes are ill, so..."

He smirked a few times without saying more.

Sui Yan nodded clearly, and said, "Will your Highness come here usually?"

Gong Ren said: "His Royal Highness likes Hongmei and Haitang very much, and he will come when he gets free. It's just that everything is busy these days, and I haven't come to see them since the beginning of the year."

Sui Yan licked the pine nuts thoughtfully, and then asked, "How long does this plum forest bloom?"

"The plum blossoms are about to fall in mid-February."

Sui Yan said "Oh" and stared at the red plum blossoms.

After a while, he finally finished eating a handful of pine nuts in his hand, patted the dirt on his hand, and said casually, "Go and find me some scissors."

The palace man shook, and courageously raised his head and glanced at Sui Yan, and found that his gaze had been unable to patrol the several crabapple trees and plum trees.

Probably thinking of his plan, the palace man persuaded with difficulty: "Little Houye, this...the flowers of the Royal Garden cannot be picked at will."

Sui Yan tilted his head to look at him blankly: "What did you say?"

The palace man repeated it again.

Sui Yan: "What? You speak louder!"

Palace person: "..."

Sui Yan muttered, "I can't hear you."

The palace man whispered: "Yes, the minion will go now."

Sui Yan heard clearly this time: "That's good, hurry up and find something sharper."

Palace person: "..."

The people in the East Palace were told by Duan Mingchong on the second day that Sui Yan moved in. No matter what Sui Yan ordered, he should obey. The palace people dared to be angry but didn't dare to say anything, and bowed their heads to look for scissors.

Sui Yan licked the pine nuts for a while, and finally waited for the scissors. He stood up and jumped twice, shaking off the pine nuts on his clothes, untied his cloak, and threw his disheveled on the palace man who was waiting.

He wore a purple robe and a slender waist. He climbed the ladder that the palace man had found for him, climbed to a high place, and cut it.

Outside the Royal Garden, Song Xian and Duan Zhisu were coming back.

Song Xian hesitated and stopped along the way. He was not a person who couldn't help himself. At this time, he looked at no one on the left and right. All right."

Duan Zhisu glanced at him with a tilted head, and kept walking: "What?"

Song Xian said, "I didn't know what was going on a few days ago. He was suddenly able to move again, but he was a bit mad, looking for things like a daze."

"What are you looking for?"

"I don't know," Song Xian said, "It is precisely because I don't know that things are even more strange, Duanxi... People like the fifth prince, although not very decent behind their backs, are also a prince anyway, so crazy. The emperor looked so embarrassed that the emperor couldn't help but look at it..."

Duan Zhisu stopped.

Song Xian whispered: "Everyone is telling that the fifth prince seems to be falling out of favor."

Duan Zhisu chuckled, and his eyes were full of faint irony: "Father has spoiled him for so many years, so it's time to wipe his eyes to see what virtue he is."

Song Xian hesitated to speak but stopped.

Duan Zhisu said: "Any other things?"

Song Xian's voice became even smaller: "I also heard... that the fifth princes were all fine before, but after forgetting to go back and seeing him once, they started to go crazy."

Suspenseful eyes moved slightly: "Forgot to return?"

"Well, the people of the five princes are madly rumoring that Lord Hou secretly poisoned the fifth prince. Ning Niangniang washes her face with tears every day, and it spreads that even the emperor seems to believe it," Song Xian saw the stern face. She was a little worried, and said hurriedly, "But the prince tried to forget to return, because this matter almost quarreled with the second prince, and he kept the news tightly, did not let the matter reach his ears. And one Lai Duan Xichen has no grievances and no grudges, and there is no evidence for the second time. When Forgetting returned, many palace people were guarding him. He didn't do anything at all, and the emperor couldn't do anything with him."

Duan Zhisu was a little startled: "Prince..."

The two were talking, passing by the Chuhua Gate, and suddenly heard a string of exclamations in the distance.

Duan Zhisu looked up and saw a shadowy purple figure from a distance, as well as a faint cry.

"Little, little Houye! If you cut it again, the tree will be bald, and the emperor will definitely blame it!"

From below, the palace man watched Sui Yan croaking with the scissors, almost crying in a hurry.

Sui Yan stepped on the ladder, with a bright and dripping branch in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I will cut another branch and it will definitely not be seen."

His vision from the top is too narrow to be able to see, but as long as the people below look up, he can see a bald branch, like a sheep gnawed, and it is horrible.

The palace servant who served Sui Yan almost cried, and he didn't listen to any persuasion. In such a cold day, the cold sweat was shed.

Duan Zhisu and Song Xian turned into the imperial garden, and when they fixed their eyes, their faces turned green.

Sui Yan didn't know that someone was coming, so he secretly cut the branches and cut them to look good, and said to himself: "Put them in the vase in the side hall. Duan Mingchong likes plum blossoms so much, so he will definitely stay for a few more days."

He was muttering, and a voice came from the side.

"Forget about returning?"

Sui Yan looked down, directly facing the tree and looking up at his Duan Zhisu and Song Xian's gaze.

Sui Yan: "..."

Sui Yan was stunned, and the flower in his mouth fell suddenly.

Song Xian was full of sorrowful expressions, gritted his teeth and said: "You are so brave to cut flowers in the imperial garden."

Sui Yan blinked, and quickly hid the scissors behind his back, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, Chonghui, it's such a coincidence, you also come to enjoy the flowers."

Duan Zhisu was full of complex faces, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Song Xian glanced at the flower branches underground and got even more headaches: "Forgetting to go home, there are hundreds of plum trees in this plum forest. Why did you pick the only one of the most difficult cinnabar plums to cut? "

Sui Yan said, "Wow, the only one, then I have a good eye."

Song Xian: "..."

Duan Zhisu really couldn't listen anymore, and said helplessly: "Come down and speak first, and be careful of falling."

Sui Yan said "Oh" and slowly climbed down on the ladder.

Song Xian said with a strange yin and yang aura: "Don't fall down, I won't pick you up anyway."

Sui Yan glared at him, and was about to say that he would not fall. Suddenly he slipped and stepped on the empty foot and fell directly off the ladder.

"Watch out!"

Crow's mouth Song Xian was startled, just now he was still uttering a word of words not to pick up Sui Yan, but at this time he instinctively walked a few steps forward and stretched out his hand towards Sui Yan who fell.

In the next instant, Sui Yan rubbed his fingertips and fell straight down.

Song Xian: "..."

Sui Yan: "Ah—"

Duan Zhisu: "..."

Fortunately, Sui Yanzai had already gotten down a few layers of ladders. He didn't hit the ground with a straight shot and didn't fall too hard. He just clutched his elbow that hit the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Song Xian was very guilty, and quickly reached out to help him up.

Sui Yan almost looked at him with cannibal eyes.

Song Xian said hurriedly, "I'm not to blame, you fell off because you didn't step on it firmly."

Sui Yan looked at him and said coldly, "Do you still want me to cry again?"

Song Xian: "..."

Song Xian faintly said: "You still have the face to mention this. Last time I was almost beaten to death by your brother. You said you have such a thick face. You are a 16th person in the spring, and you even pretend to be shameless. Crying and pretending to be pitiful."

Sui Yan pinched him and threatened: "Obviously you were distracting me by talking to me, so now I dare to shirk responsibility?! Say one more thing, and I will cry to you right away."

Song Xian: "..."

Song Xian looked at him incredulously: "What is the use of you crying now, your brother is not here, you go to the street to inquire about it, Song Chonghui grows up so old, who is afraid of besides General Sui?"

Sui Yan didn't know whether it was painful or angry, so he stared at him fiercely, tears dangling from his eyelashes.

Duan Zhisu coughed heavily and interrupted the confrontation between the two of them: "Okay, stop making a fuss, did you forget your hand, or I will send you back to see the doctor."

Sui Yan didn't feel guilty about Duan Zhisu, and he wouldn't feel unnatural to get along with him. He clutched his aching arm, stepped on Song Chonghui's instep, and screamed at him. This relieved his anger.

Only then did Sui Yan have time to bow his head towards Duansu and wave his hand, indicating that he does not need to be polite.

Sui Yan ignored the remark, and trot under the tree, picked up the flower branches on the ground and hugged him, and asked the servants to send him back to the East Palace, and said: "Run quickly, run faster, don’t let people see you. ."

The palace man wanted to cry without tears, so he had to obey the order and ran away.

Sui Yan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him leaving, glanced sideways at Song Xian, and hummed, "Don't tell anyone about this, otherwise I can't spare you."

Duan Zhisu is not a person who can chew his tongue around, and only Song Xian, who likes to keep humming around, can tell this story.

Song Xian bounced on the spot for a while before the pain in his instep subsided. He rolled his eyes and said in a maddening voice: "How can you want to spare me? The General I'm not here now. Even if you want to sue, no one will do anything. You decide."

Sui Yan looked at him quietly: "This is what you said."

But it's not that I want to sue.

Song Xian suddenly had a bad feeling when he saw his small eyes full of calculations.

The author has something to say: Sui Yan: I'm falling.

Song Xian: I'll take it.

——No, no follow-up.

Sui Yan: Waste! ! ! ! ! 【Breaking sound】

If this is the crown prince, he will definitely be able to pick it up, and it will be safe.