Stigma

Song Xian looked at him in horror: "What do you say..."

At the same time, Duan Mingchong staggered, his shoulder directly hitting the screen beside him, making a loud noise.

Sui Yan and Song Xian followed their prestige.

Duan Ming Chongxu clutched his right arm and struggled to maintain a soft smile on his face.

Sui Yan: "..."

Song Xian was so scared that he was almost choked by his saliva. He looked at the prince in amazement, and then at Sui Yan, with a few big characters in his eyes-you are going to be cleaned up!

Sui Yan also had a guilty conscience. It was the first time he had tasted fear in the face of Duan Mingchong.

He laughed twice and was about to put his legs down on the table, but because he was wearing too thick clothes today, his legs couldn't come down unexpectedly.

Song Xian stood up, gave Sui Yan a self-conscious look, and said, "I have seen His Royal Highness."

Duan Mingchong put down his hands and smiled gently: "You don't need to be polite."

Sui Yan couldn't let go of his legs for a while, so he had to smile at Duan Mingchong, "His Royal Highness is well."

Duan Ming Chong let out a faint "um", and slowly stepped forward, under Song Xian's horrified gaze, raised his hand to lift Sui Yan's calf and gently put it down.

After Sui Yan got down, he stood up hurriedly and whispered, "Didn't Your Highness say that he is still busy in the palace? How come you have time to come here?"

Duan Mingchong didn't speak, but looked at him lightly.

The atmosphere between the two was too weird. Song Xian, who was on the side, didn't want to wait any longer, and said hurriedly: "His Royal Highness and Lord Hou are busy first, and Zhonghui will leave first."

Duan Mingchong tilted his head and glanced at him coldly.

Song Xian was seen by people a few years younger than him.

Soon, Duan Mingchong slowly withdrew his gaze, as if the person who had just stared at Song Xian's death was not him.

"Um."

Song Xian was busy running away.

Duan Mingchong suddenly said, "That's right."

Song Xiandun was in place: "What else does Your Highness have to order?"

Duan Mingchong chuckled lightly, and said, "It doesn't count as an order, I just want you to bring a word to your Patriarch."

Song Xian was startled.

Duan Ming Chong said: "If he shouldn't care about things, it's best not to interfere."

Song Xian went froze before saluting and saying yes, then turned and left.

Sui Yan just now had his legs cocked and whimsical. When Duan Ming Chong came, he immediately hung his head like a quail, staring at the begonia pattern on his clothes.

Duan Mingchong made all the people who came with him to withdraw. The dark guard in the East Palace also heard the shocking words of the just-year-old Hou Ye. He didn't dare to stay any longer, and tremblingly went out-and closed the door intimately.

The door was closed with a "creak", Sui Yan's shoulder shook slightly, a little scared inexplicably.

Duan Mingchong sat elegantly on the soft chair, watching Sui Yan disturbing his hands and daring not to sit down, smiled and said, "Sit down."

Sui Yan raised his eyes and glanced at him, then cautiously said, "You won't... punish me, will you?"

Duan Ming Chong said: "Oh? What did you do wrong, I want to punish you?"

Sui Yan's conscience became even more guilty because of the unwavering appearance of Duan Mingchong. He walked over slowly, sat opposite Duan Mingchong, and whispered: "I...I just didn't stop talking... offended and offended. Your Highness."

Duan Mingchong didn't feel offended, but found it novel.

He is a distinguished person, and sometimes others will feel offensive when they look at him, but Sui Yan is not bad, in front of so many people that he wants to marry him.

Duan Mingchong made a new pot of hot tea, poured a cup and pushed it in front of Sui Yan, and said lightly: "I don't blame you."

Sui Yan let out an "Oh", looked down at the hot tea in the cup, pursed her lips for a long time, and then whispered: "There is no medicine in it, right?"

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Ming Chong laughed: "What are you afraid of, and even if I really want to punish you, what kind of punishment do you think you can stand?"

He is reluctant to beat and scold him, not to mention other serious things.

Sometimes Duan Ming Chongdu began to doubt that if Sui Yan did something that would make him angry, he might blow his lungs and would never say a serious word to Sui Yan.

Sui Yan thought about it for a while, and found that he really didn't need to be punished, and the stone in his heart suddenly dropped.

He held the cup up and took a sip in his eyes.

With the back of his hand propped his chin, Duan Mingchong stared at Sui Yan with soft eyes, and suddenly said, "But do you really want to marry me?"

Sui Yan: "Ahem..."

He almost squirted out the water, and at the first moment he thought that the person in front of him was Duan Mingchong who looked like an immortal, and immediately forcibly held it back.

Sui Yan coughed twice, his face blushing: "His Royal Highness..."

He didn't expect Duan Mingchong to hear his words. He didn't get angry, but asked him this with interest.

Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "It's okay to stop making trouble, I'll take you out to play after drinking tea."

Sui Yan put down the cup and frowned, "But my brother told me to go home before it gets dark."

Duan Ming Chong said: "Nothing, I will send you back then."

Sui Yan thought for a while, and now it's no better than before, and when Duan Mingchong sends himself back, his brother will definitely not embarrass him more.

Thinking of this, he nodded.

The two drank another half a cup of tea relatively speechless. Sui Yan also wrapped a few rose cakes in oil paper and put them in the bag, and went out with Duan Mingchong.

The sky outside has slowly dimmed, and the surrounding lights are brightly lit, and the bustling people go back and forth, which is extremely lively.

Duan Mingchong and Sui Yan walked into the crowd side by side. Because the crowd was too crowded, they would bump into others from time to time.

Sui Yan frowned and followed Duan Mingchong, saying: "Dian...Mingchong, where are we going?"

Hearing the sound, Duan Mingchong looked at him slightly, and was about to speak. Suddenly the crowd surged, and the people behind him suddenly squeezed Sui Yan forward and he was caught in his arms by Duan Mingchong.

Sui Yan frowned and looked back.

Duan Mingchong put his hands on his side to protect him, and said, "Xu is about to set off fireworks."

Sui Yan said, "Will the fireworks be so early? It's just dark now."

Duan Mingchong smiled, did not speak, holding Sui Yan's shoulder with his hand, walked through the crowd to a side alley.

Sui Yan followed Duan Mingchong forward. There were few people in the side lane, but he always saw a man and a woman walking by, holding beautiful lanterns in their hands.

Sui Yan looked back and suddenly remembered the first time he and Duan Mingchong came out to visit the Lantern Festival.

The young and young majesty read the folklore found by the people at night under the lamp, and then under the lanterns on the floor, he asked Sui Yan seriously and solemnly.

"Do you know that only lovers who are happy in love will go to Minghe to set lanterns?"

Sui Yan suddenly laughed thinking about it.

Duan Mingchong looked at him doubtfully: "What's the matter?"

Sui Yan smiled at him and said, "His Royal Highness, when shall we go to Minghe to set the lanterns together?"

Duan Mingchong was taken aback, and then he also thought of the embarrassment a few years ago. He coughed unnaturally and whispered: "Wait...Wait when the ice melts before...Speaking."

Sui Yan said: "Okay."

The two passed through several side alleys and stopped by a bright tower on the long street of Tianshui Lane.

This Ming Pagoda has been abandoned for many years, and it has only been renovated in recent years. After the renovation, ordinary people can't go there. Only people with high authority can go there once or twice a year.

Sui Yan was a little afraid of heights, and didn't think there was anything good in the heights, so he never came once.

Duan Ming Chong said: "We will enjoy the fireworks on the top floor tonight."

Sui Yan: "Huh?"

Fireworks?

Duan Mingchong took him into the Ming Pagoda, and as soon as he entered, someone respectfully greeted him.

The walls of the Ming Pagoda are densely packed, illuminating the entire tower, and the glazed windows are shattered by the brightly extinguished candle light.

Sui Yan came back to Ming Pagoda for the first time, looked around curiously, and was stepped onto the top floor by Duan Ming Chong pulling his wrist on the steps of glazed stone.

There is a warm pavilion on the top floor, with bamboo curtains hanging in all directions, and a charcoal basin is placed inside, making it warm like spring.

After Duan Mingchong sat down with Sui Yan, he raised his finger and said, "In a quarter of an hour, there will be fireworks for about half an hour. I will send you back after watching."

Sui Yan tilted his head and glanced. Originally, he was a little afraid of heights, but when he overlooked the Tianshui Alley, which was like a fire dragon, he was surprised that he was no longer afraid.

"About half an hour? Is it so long?" Sui Yan opened his eyes wide, "I remember it was finished in about a quarter of an hour in the past few years."

Duan Ming Chong said: "It will be longer this year."

Sui Yan looked at him suspiciously, but didn't think much, tilted his head and stared at the place where Duan Ming Chong pointed, looking a little expectant.

Duan Mingchong was originally sitting opposite him, but seeing Sui Yan's shining eyes, he suddenly felt a little emotional.

He was in the soft chair, with his toes always trying to stretch out, making a posture that he wanted to go out and sit next to Sui Yan, but he would always retract his toes and put them in a safe place.

But after a while, he was about to move again, and his toes tentatively stretched out again.

Sui Yan suddenly turned his head and said: "His Royal Highness, I thought about it again, wouldn't you let people arrange this firework?"

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong was taken aback, and his toes immediately shrank back. He didn't show up on his face, pretending to say indifferently: "You guessed it?"

Sui Yan laughed: "No, I lied to you."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong lowered his head slightly, his ears were hot, and said softly: "You told me a few days ago that you wanted to see fireworks on New Year's Eve but was blocked by General Sui, so I was thinking about...giving you something to have fun."

Plus... the jade pull finger Sui Yan he sent didn't seem to like.

Duan Mingchong thought this way, and his toes began to stretch out again.

At the same time, there was a sudden scream from the horizon not far away, and then countless fireworks rose into the sky, suddenly exploded into shattered lights in the highest, crackling into a piece.

The fireworks are colorful, dazzling and flickering, and they look more diverse than in previous years.

Sui Yan was startled, and when he tilted his head to look, the sky full of fireworks exploded in front of him as if falling into the Milky Way.

He looked a little surprised, his eyes filled with broken lights.

Duan Ming Chong Yu Guang didn't share the fireworks exploding all over the sky, and his eyes were filled with laughter Yan Yan's Sui Yan.

It's not unreasonable for some people to get burned rather than let go.

Thinking of this, Duan Mingchong suddenly stood up from the soft chair and quickly walked to Sui Yan's side.

Sui Yan looked happy, but was suddenly blocked, and looked up at Duan Mingchong in surprise.

"His Royal Highness?"

Duan Mingchong took a deep breath and suddenly leaned down to kiss Sui Yan's eyebrows like a dragonfly.

Sui Yan was taken aback and looked at him in amazement.

Touch it.

Duan Mingchong's heartbeat speeded up, but he still tensed forcibly, saying, "Ayan, if I become the throne one day, I will definitely not marry another woman."

Sui Yan looked at him blankly, but didn't react for a while.

Duan Mingchong gently bends over, with his forehead resting on Sui Yan's eyebrows, holding Sui Yan's somewhat cold hands in his palms, his gesture is a bit too intimate.

Sui Yan's eyes didn't blink, and he seemed to have a hunch that Duan Mingchong would say important things, and even relieved his breath.

Duan Mingchong rubbed his forehead lightly, his voice lowered, with a little solemn solemnity.

"If one day I want to choose between the throne and you, then I will only choose you."

Sui Yan's pupils shrank suddenly and looked at him in amazement.

Duan Mingchong's eyes are all soft light, Mu Ruqing breeze.

"I only want you."

Song Xian came out of Tianshui Lane in a humble spirit, and ran into the face-to-face who had been waiting for a long time.

Holding Su's hand, carrying the lantern given to him by a little girl, she was looking at him indifferently. Seeing Song Xian's appearance at this moment, his eyes darkened: "Is that true?"

Song Xian nodded with difficulty: "It is said that His Royal Highness is noble and unattainable, but he actually went to ask Wanggui's leg in person..."

It's nothing if someone else makes such a move, but that person is a prince who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people.

Duan Mingchong unconsciously turned the lantern in his hand, glancing at the red tassels hanging from the five corners and spinning slightly.

"Forgetting... he should know what he is doing."

Hearing this, Song Xian became even more disconcerted, and said one by one the rebellious remarks of Sui Yan just now, and emphasized how weird the prince's face was, perhaps he was furious.

"If the prince is not serious about him, just these words alone will be enough for him to go to jail many times."

Duan Mingchong listened in silence, until the fireworks in the distance exploded, he sighed softly, and said: "No matter, he doesn't need us to worry anymore."

No matter how anxious they were, Sui Yan wouldn't care at all.

After thinking about this, Duan Zhisu also seemed to let go of a worry. He rubbed his eyebrows and whispered, "Go back."

Song Xian looked at the sky and said, "Will you go back now? It's just dark."

Duan Zhisu looks a little tired. Since his birthday a year ago, he has started to have nightmares every night, but after waking up, he can't remember what he dreamed. He only feels tired and sad. Sometimes he touches his face. Can still touch the tears of one hand.

Duan Zhisu: "Well, go back."

Song Xian nodded, and followed Duan Zhisu back.

Song Xian is an extremely lively person, and he chats endlessly when he gets along with Duan Zhisu, and Duan Zhisu answers a few times from time to time, and he doesn't feel bored.

There was still some time on the way back, Song Xian had nothing to say, and said, "Forget Home seems to have lost a lot of weight, and I don’t know how his doctor treated him. I heard that he had the treatment a year ago. When the serious illness almost couldn't survive, His Majesty gave him many precious things..."

The stubborn footsteps that were rubbing his eyebrows suddenly stopped.

"I...how can my country fall into the hands of someone with a foreign surname?"

"Huang'er, Huang'er... I only have you to entrust, he, cough, his ambition is so clear, don't... don't..."

"I have prepared people for the'stigma', as long as you give him an order, this throne..."

Duan Zhisu's pupils shrank sharply, and suddenly he pressed his chest, his body staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Song Xian was startled, and quickly supported him with his eyesight and hands: "His Royal Highness!"

Duan Zhisu turned black in front of his eyes and buzzed in his ears, intertwined with the burst of fireworks in the distance, and shook his mind.

"...It's yours."

Duan Zhisu's knees hit the ground hard, and he pressed his chest to be supported by Song Xian. His pupils were dilated, and he couldn't tell for a moment whether he was in a dream or in reality.

"Your second emperor brother died in his hands, and the same is true for the fifth emperor..." The old emperor's face was full of ashes, and his lips were a little purple, which seemed to be poisoned. He used his remaining strength to die. Holding a suspenseful hand, he said with difficulty every word, "Your Five Emperor Brothers did not commit any major mistakes. On the way to the fief, he...and he didn't let Xichen..."

Hearing this, Duan Zhisu, who was kneeling on the couch, raised his head slightly, looking at the emperor who was like a candle in the wind, his eyes were deep.

"The people who followed only said Xichen... When they arrived at the fief, they died of serious illness..." the emperor said, "but no one knows, there are no royal palaces among those people..."

It was just that Sui Yan had colluded privately with some important officials in the court. Even if the emperor wanted to be punished, he could not attack the prince who was proclaimed by him without evidence.

"You must kill him...or he won't let you go."

Hearing this sentence, Duan Zhisu smiled softly.

For so many years of confinement in the previous life, this man had already polished the last edges and corners of this man. Although he was smiling, his eyes were gloomy and indifferent.

"Father," Duan Zhisu whispered, "You are wrong."

The emperor looked at him blankly.

Duan Zhisu said: "The Five Emperors didn't forget to kill, it's me."

The emperor was stunned for a moment and didn't seem to react. After a while, he opened his eyes suddenly and looked at him in amazement.

Duan Zhisu still knelt on the ground, but there was no trace of sadness or respect on his face.

"Yongcheng Canglin Temple is not too far away from the place where my fifth emperor brother went to the fief, but because of the Shangluo Mountains, one side is barren and the other is rich." Duan Zhisu whispered, "Duan Xichen held it in your palm since childhood. , Heartless and ignorant of the world, wanting to harm him, it's easy."

The emperor clung to his hands firmly, his nails sinking into his arms, and blood flowed out.

Duan Zhisu did not change color at all, still looking at the emperor mockingly.

"You...rebellious..."

Duan Zhisu said: "Father is absurd, this is all you taught."

He slowly broke the emperor's hand a little bit, stood up and looked at him condescendingly, and whispered: "The blood of the royal family is cold, and only those who are ruthless and unsentimental can inherit the rule."

After Duan Mingchong was born, the emperor set up a prince, and taught his brothers and friends to respect the teacher and teach, but the other princes hadn't been so diligent. They either spoiled them like Duan Xichen or ignored them.

In the eyes of the emperor, the prince must be gentle and courteous. In this way, one day when he succeeds to the throne, he will not be broken by brothers, and he will be able to hug other emperors.

But he hadn't thought about whether other people would give the gentle prince a way to survive.

In the previous life, the little prince obeyed the emperor's orders in everything, but in the end he died.

Duan Zhisu didn't have much affection for the emperor.

He glanced coldly at the dying emperor who was still staring at him desperately, without any sympathy.

All the people in the Hall of Supreme Harmony were paid by the stubborn people. He slowly lifted the bed curtain and walked out, saying: "Chonghui."

These years have been following his men, clasping his fists and saying: "Your Highness, Master Song has just left the palace."

Duan Zhisu frowned: "What is he doing out of the palace?"

The subordinate said: "Just now, you seem to have sent someone over, handed Master Song a glass of wine, and let him go out of the palace."

Suppressing his eyes for a chill.

liquor?

He suddenly turned back to the inner room.

"You make people..."

Before he could speak, the emperor laughed hoarsely. He was so weak that he still had the strength to laugh out loud.

"Foul...stigma! Seven years ago, he... lived and died, and now..."

Duan Zhisu: "You..."

"...Is he still alive?"

Duan Zhisu looked at him almost gritted his teeth.

The emperor smiled happily, and Xu Shi returned to the light. He struggling to stretch out his hand, once again grasped the stern sleeve, hoarsely said: "I don't blame you for harming Xichen, you just... don't look for him, this throne, It's still yours, no one can take it away."

Duan Zhisu sneered and said, "You are the only one who can entrust you, and you don't want to let the compromise that fell into Wanggui's hands this day."

The emperor said: "You don't suspect... the thing that happened back then was because he betrayed you, so he escaped a catastrophe. I also thought he was meritorious and sealed him as the king of the county, didn't he?"

It's acquiesced to be silent.

The emperor coughed twice before he said hoarsely: "Emperor, do you believe him?"

Duan Zhisu: "I..."

He hesitated and stopped.

The emperor laughed, "If you don’t believe him, you’re right. He can’t live for too long. If you wait for an hour here, I will order people to bring in the edict prepared long ago. Otherwise, even if you ascend to the throne, you will eventually return. It's a bad name..."

Duan Zhisu looked down and was silent for a moment.

"Zhisu, think about it carefully, is a betrayal worthy of your exchange for the throne?"

"Stay, don't look for him."

"OK?"

At the Lantern Festival of the Second Life, Duan Susu, kneeling on the bluestone street, clutching his chest, as if awakened from a nightmare, he waved Song Xian's hand holding him away, hoarsely saying: "No..."

Song Xian was so frightened that the two of them just walked, and there was something wrong when they watched stubbornly. They held their chests and knelt on the ground for a long time, as if they had lost their souls, murmured something they didn't understand. .

Finally, I was able to say a normal sentence, but I still thoughtlessly "no".

Song Xian was afraid that he would fall and held him back again: "Your Highness, Your Highness! What's wrong?"

Duan Zhisu's eyes were red, not knowing if he was awake, he struggled to walk back.

He murmured: "I want... to find Wanggui..."