Duan Mingchong's foot was almost swollen when he stepped on it, so he could only smile at Duan Lishu.
Duan Lishu pointed at the bare tree and said: "In the entire imperial garden, there is only one cinnabar plum! Just one! Why do you have such good eyesight, but you can cut this tree?"
Duan Mingchong tilted his head and looked at the innocent eyes of last year's Yan, smiled helplessly, and took the blame for himself: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have cut them all."
Duan Lishu roared: "You also cut the flowers on this tree a few years ago. No wonder they hesitated to speak no matter who I asked."
Sui Yan, the culprit, coughed dryly, and some couldn't bear the prince to carry the pot of previous years.
Sui Yan stepped forward, selected two brightly blooming flowers from Duan Ming Chong's arms, pinched the flower branches and swirls them gently, and handed them to Duan Lishu with his eyes bent, saying: "Princess, don't be too angry, if it is Your Highness Knowing that you love this plum tree for ten minutes, you will definitely not cut it clean so mercilessly, and those who don’t know are innocent—isn’t it, Your Highness?”
Duan Mingchong had no choice but to follow his words and smiled helplessly: "That's it."
Duan Lishu wanted to get angry again, but looking at Sui Yan who was handing her flowers, he reluctantly restrained his anger and reached out to receive the flowers.
Sui Yan smiled and said, "It's such a cold day, why doesn't the princess bring a hand stove when she goes out?"
He said, handing over the small hand stove in his sleeve, and saying, "Be careful of freezing your hands."
Duan Lishu glanced at him faintly, speechless and his teeth itch with hatred.
Stupid men, one by one, I don't know if they are really dull or just pretending.
Duan Lishu said indifferently: "No need, I saw that the prince's brother's hands were red from the cold. Lord Hou should give the things to those who need them, and don't have to worry about me as an outsider."
Sui Yan: "…"
For some unknown reason, he was suddenly slapped and looked at her innocently.
Duan Lishu glanced at him, then raised his head and glared at Duan Mingchong, then turned and ran away.
After Suiyan looked at her back and left, she turned her head to find Duan Mingchong looking at him lightly, and immediately smiled.
"This little princess has such a big temper. Could it be that your Highness is used to her?"
Duan Mingchong said lightly: "Do you still want your spring heart?"
Sui Yan hurriedly took over Duan Ming Chong's full of spring heart, and after thinking about it, he gave the flowers to the palace servants to hold, turned around and held Duan Ming Chong's red hands in his palms.
Sui Yan tried to warm Duan Ming Chong's icy back of his hand with the weak temperature in his palm, and looked at him affectionately: "Why is His Highness's hand so icy, it makes me feel bad."
Duan Mingchong looked at him pretending to be smiling.
Sui Yan wanted to take out the small hand stove secretly, but he didn't dare to accept Ming Chong's indifferent smile, so he had to grab his hand and put it on the waist of his jacket.
It was only then that Duan Mingchong said, "Aren't you cold?"
After lifting the cloak, he lifted the side of his jacket again, and the icy Sui Yan pressed his icy hand against the thin shirt. "
Duan Mingchong smiled lightly, he got up and went forward, wrapped his cold arms around Sui Yan's waist, and drilled in hard: "So what?"
Duan Mingchong followed him to cut the flower branches for a long time, and it was as cold as ice for a long time.
Sui Yan shivered while jumping: "No, it's not cold, I won't say it if it's cold!"
Duan Mingchong couldn't help laughing anymore, withdrew his hand, stopped Sui Yan in his cloak and hugged him, "So what?"
Sui Yan was surrounded by Duan Mingchong's warmth, so he raised his arms, hugged Duan Mingchong's neck, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, why are you so nice?"
Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "That's not what you said when you accused me of cutting flowers."
Sui Yan didn't expect that he was still thinking about this matter, so he secretly screamed bad, pushed Duan Mingchong's shoulder back a few steps, and said quietly, "Are you going to turn over the old account again?"
Duan Mingchong said helplessly: "I haven't had a single stick of incense, how can it be considered an old account, you..."
Sui Yan stuffed the small stove in his hand into his arms: "warm your hands yourself."
After saying that, he turned and ran.
Duan Ming Chong hurriedly followed.
After the two disappeared at the corner of the Imperial Garden, a group of people walked out of the quiet path in the plum garden.
The emperor stared coldly at the place where the two disappeared, not knowing what he was thinking.
The palace servants behind looked at the emperor's expression, bowed and whispered: "Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Prince and the Marquis, maybe they are playing too much..."
The emperor suddenly smiled: "Too playful..."
He stretched out his hand and lightly flicked on the bare tree branch, watching the branch tremble slightly, although there was a smile on his face, the bottom of his eyes was icy and chilling.
"Too much is too much," the emperor didn't know what to think, and sighed softly, seemingly regretful and emotional, "If the prince is happy, there is nothing wrong with raising a pampered pet with a distinguished status."
The palace servant's shoulders trembled slightly, and his drooping head lowered.
It snowed heavily on the first day that Sui Yan stayed in the East Palace.
The earth dragon was burning in the bedroom. He was leaning on the soft couch in front of the window, leaning on the window lattice and looking out, his feet were still dangling unconsciously.
Duan Mingchong was reading a book on the desk beside him, and seeing Sui Yan's face full of boredom, he put down the book helplessly and came over, saying, "Ayan, what are you doing?"
Sui Yan tilted his head and said, "Counting snowflakes - I'm so boring, you turned me here, just let me dry and let me grow mushrooms?"
Duan Ming Chong said: "Then what do you do all day in the Hou Mansion?"
Sui Yan thought about it for a while, and said truthfully: "Eating and sleeping teasing Haitang, oh right, we have a new servant named Le An, I like teasing him the most. ."
Duan Mingchong couldn't understand Sui Yan's bad taste, so he sat down helplessly and said, "Then I'll accompany you."
Sui Yan was immediately excited: "You don't read the book? I just saw that there are a lot of them outside, like a hill."
Duan Ming Chong said: "Those are not important."
Sui Yan had heard such words before, so he hurriedly said, "Accompanying me is the most important thing, right?"
Duan Mingchong smiled: "Where did you hear the words, aren't you ashamed?"
Sui Yan was not ashamed and said seriously, "Your Highness, I love you too."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Mingchong pursed his lips: "You are in the imperial garden today, that's not what you said."
Sui Yan didn't expect Duan Mingchong to remember such a trivial matter, and looked at him strangely.
Duan Mingchong said lightly: "Remember a small grudge, I learned from you."
Sui Yan's face darkened, and he said, "I just said a few words to you casually, and you have to remember this kind of small hatred?"
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Duan Mingchong's jacket, and pulled Duan Mingchong with all his strength.
Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, and then he heard Sui Yan muttering, "Forget it."
He said, directly covering his lips and kissing Duan Mingchong, then pushed him away like throwing away a hot potato, and said, "Okay, let's go."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Mingchong was so angry that he lost his temper, he stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead: "Are you sleeping?"
Sui Yan nodded, and then looked at him vigilantly, as if thinking of something: "Chun, pure sleep?"
Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what to think, and the whole person became unnatural. He pretended to be calm and stretched out his hand to Suiyan, saying, "You... if you want to do something else, it's not, can't be. …”
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan was horrified to see that His Royal Highness wanted to take advantage of the situation and was reluctant, and hurriedly patted Duan Mingchong's hand: "Go read your book, I don't need you to accompany me, I'll go to sleep by myself."
He said, regardless of Duan Ming Chong's hesitant expression, he held the small hand stove and lifted the bed curtain and got in.
Just as Duan Mingchong was about to follow up, Sui Yan said, "Don't come in, come in after you finish those papers, or I'll kick you down."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Mingchong had to go to the front hall honestly.
Sui Yan spent seven or eight days in the East Palace, and his days were similar to those in Hou's Mansion, but in his opinion, with Duan Mingchong accompanying him, it was completely different from those boring days before.
With Duan Ming Chong there, it seems that in the ice and snow, the sky is full of brilliant flowers.
Time flies by like a streamer.
Soon, on January 24, the wedding date is approaching.
Sui Yan has been eating a lot of weight in the East Palace these days. He ran back from the small kitchen with his steamed buns in his mouth, and saw Duan Mingchong packing things for him in the bedroom.
Suiyan has some cleanliness obsessions. Strangers are never allowed to touch her personal clothes. In Hou's mansion, Haitang cleans up. When he arrives in the East Palace, he is too lazy to be moved by others, so Duan Mingchong has to do it himself.
Sui Yan swallowed the steamed buns, took out a small paper bag from his sleeve, and said casually, "Your Highness, what are you packing again, are you not dealing with court affairs?"
Duan Mingchong said with a smile: "Tomorrow you will go back to the Hou's Mansion, I don't have to get up early tomorrow after I pack up."
Sui Yan was stunned: "Huh?"
Duan Mingchong turned his head helplessly: "You forgot? In two days, it will be your brother's wedding."
Sui Yan nodded dryly: "Remember, I just didn't expect... I'll be leaving tomorrow, I thought I'd just stay here forever."
Duan Mingchong said, "Stop making trouble."
Knowing that he was about to leave, Sui Yan was completely depressed, and he didn't even eat much dinner before crawling into bed.
Duan Mingchong tidied up his things, lifted the curtain of the bed and saw him huddled in the quilt like a quail, he couldn't help laughing: "You just go back and live for a few days, and come back after the wedding, otherwise others will definitely say You don't know the etiquette, and your brother won't go back to the house when he gets married."
Sui Yan said sullenly, "Then will you go back to the Hou residence with me?"
Duan Mingchong smiled helplessly: "What do you think?"
Sui Yan was used to sleeping on his feet with Duan Ming Chong all day long. When he wanted to go back to the house to sleep alone, he felt a little uncomfortable.
He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, Duan Ming Chong had washed up and collapsed, and he was still struggling with resentment.
Duan Mingchong trimmed Sui Yan's messy hair and tied it with a headband, and said, "Stop pressing your hair."
Sui Yan rolled a few laps before giving up. He got up from the bed and suddenly said, "Your Highness, do you want to get up early tomorrow?"
Duan Ming Chong Mo's hair was hanging down, and the candlelight made him look more and more handsome. He shook his head and said, "No, what's wrong?"
Suiyan draped the quilt over his body, climbed onto Duan Mingchong with his hands and feet, and covered the two of them inside.
The candlelight was blocked, and a dim shroud quickly fell.
Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, and felt that Sui Yan was groping for his belt in the darkness.
In the small space, Sui Yan's breath sprayed on the side of Duan Ming Chong's face. If you listen carefully, you can still hear his faint breathing.
Duan Mingchong took a breath and raised his hand to hold Sui Yan's hand with difficulty: "A, Ayan, what are you doing?"
Sui Yan leaned over slightly, opened his lips and took a bite.
Duan Mingchong: "You..."
Sui Yan said: "Oh, sorry, biting your face?"
Duan Mingchong: "Yes."
Sui Yan hurriedly said: "It's too dark, I didn't see it, come again."
This time, he stretched out his hand to support Duan Ming Chong's chin, and bit his lips on Duan Ming Chong's light-colored lips.
Duan Mingchong held Sui Yan's waist, and his breathing became heavier.
Sui Yan bit Duan Mingchong's lips lightly, and soon his lips wanted to part, and both of them were breathing weakly.
Duan Mingchong: "Ayan..."
Sui Yan took a few breaths before muttering in a low voice, "Your Highness, if you don't take it lightly this time, Mukou, there will be no next time."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Mingchong didn't say anything, just rolled over and pressed him on the couch.