Duan Mingchong, the same year old Yan, bargained for a long time, and then reluctantly talked about a day from a stick of incense.
Before leaving, he looked back frequently, as if he didn't want to leave.
Sui Yan thought for a while, then added another sentence, "Tomorrow is tomorrow, you can't come here in the middle of the night."
Duan Mingchong frowned and said solemnly: "After a few minutes, tomorrow is tomorrow."
Sui Yan: "…"
Are you really going to go over the wall again
Sui Yan was simply powerless: "Zi Shi, no."
Duan Mingchong nodded sullenly and left reluctantly.
Sui Yan held his forehead and muttered something in a low voice.
Jun Jingxing looked at the two of them getting along, and found it very interesting, but also wondered how Sui Yan was willing to rush Duan Mingchong to leave after they had not seen each other for so many days.
He walked in, and was about to ask, when he heard Sui Yan muttering to himself, "Let him go, just leave."
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Jun Jingxing was expressionless: "You didn't force him to go, now you regret it? It's too late."
Sui Yan glanced at him, duplicitous: "I don't regret it, don't talk nonsense."
Jun Jingxing was too lazy to quarrel with him, so as not to be beaten by the elusive and unwilling: "Xingxing, I'm talking nonsense - so when are we going to Banhualou?"
Sui Yan put the small hand stove on the table beside him and sat down directly.
Jun Jingxing said: "Don't go?"
Sui Yan shook his head gently, lowered his eyes and looked at the hot charcoal pot beside his feet, his eyes reflected the bright yellow charcoal fire, and the waves were flowing like lava.
He didn't speak for a while, Jun Jingxing was a little uneasy, he said tentatively, "Master Hou?"
Sui Yan snapped back to his senses, and then whispered softly, "Is that thing burned? If it's still there, I'll bring it over and burn it myself."
Jun Jingxing was stunned for a moment, then he took a deep breath and looked at him in astonishment.
Sui Yan Yuguang caught a glimpse of his reaction, but closed his eyes gently.
He took a light breath, opened his eyes and stared at the charcoal basin, and said softly: "He did for me what I never dared to do, I... I burned myself... "
It's the end of your own thoughts.
Jun Jingxing even slowed down his breathing and whispered, "Master Hou, even if His Highness the Crown Prince does not go, then Li... Li Zhao is already determined to die."
Sui Yan's voice was soft, as if it were about to dissipate in the next moment: "I know."
I know everything.
It was because he knew everything that he had no way to blame anyone.
Jun Jingxing looked at his dazed face and sighed before finding out what was hidden last night and handing it to Sui Yan.
Sui Yan lowered his eyes and untied the red cloth that tied the four corners one by one with trembling fingers.
The red cloth was picked up by thin white fingers and dropped to the side, revealing a brand new square box inside.
Sui Yan took a breath, and the circles of his eyes turned red uncontrollably.
The box is engraved with large clusters of begonia patterns, and a delicate and small "sui" character is also engraved on the lower left. When the box is opened, it is still a small square specially made by the craftsman to hold the candied fruit.
Sui Yan stroked the pattern on the lid lightly, and muttered after a while, "Eat a candied fruit, why do you want so many patterns?"
When he was young, when Li Zhao mysteriously gave this small box to Sui Yan, Sui Yan asked him in disgust.
Li Zhao said at that time, "You should naturally want the best things for the young master."
Jun Jingxing looked at his reddish eyes and was a little worried: "Master Hou?"
Sui Yan still stretched out his hand and stroked the engraved patterns. After a while, he raised his hand slightly and threw it into the charcoal basin under his feet.
Jun Jingxing frowned: "This..."
Sui Yan stared at the charcoal fire and swallowed the wooden box little by little.
Sui Yan kept staring at the wooden box slowly turning into ashes, until the flames gradually dissipated and hid in the charcoal block, then he blinked slightly, raised his head slightly and rubbed his eyebrows.
Jun Jingxing hurriedly said, "Does your head hurt again?"
Suiyan smiled and said, "My eyes hurt a little."
Jun Jingxing was silent for a while before stepping forward, putting his hand on the end of his eye and rubbing gently.
Sui Yan closed his eyes gently, his face pale.
Jun Jingxing thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back and said, "Didn't you fall asleep last night?"
He was also drugged by the prince, how could he run to find Li Zhao soberly
Only then did Sui Yan slowly open his eyes, stared at Jun Jingxing for a long time, then laughed and said, "I lied to you, fool."
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Suiyan said: "I've been having the same nightmare over and over again during this period, but I don't know what the dream was about."
until yesterday.
Yesterday, he woke up from a nightmare and saw an empty room. He felt that this place seemed to be another dream. No matter how much he screamed and searched, he couldn't find anyone there.
Even so, he insisted on looking for someone with the last glimmer of hope.
When he woke up from the dream in his previous life, his first reaction was to look for Yuejian.
There was no one in the outer room, so he had no choice but to look for Li Zhao.
Staggering to the door of Li Zhao's room, he heard Duan Mingchong's words "burned" and the ground covered with blood.
In a daze, he only felt that this was another nightmare of his own, so he just glanced at it and turned away.
When he woke up early in the morning, he didn't think of it, but when Tongduan Ming Chong was intimate, he seemed to smell the cold bloody smell of last night in a trance.
In an instant, the scene from last night rushed into my mind.
He didn't know if it was a dream or real, so he cheated Jun Jingxing.
Jun Jingxing's reaction was unexpected.
That is reality.
Sui Yan murmured: "I... also remember what I dreamed about during this time."
Jun Jing Xing frowned and said, "Or what you said before, you are trapped in a deserted mansion and can't get out no matter what?"
Sui Yan nodded: "But sometimes I feel that there... as if it were the reality."
Jun Jingxing was stunned.
Sui Yan raised his head slightly, his dark eyes stared at him without blinking, and his voice was somewhat illusory and strange.
"Here... it seems to be a dream."
"You are all fake." Sui Yan murmured, "You are fake, the second brother is fake, even the prince..."
Also fake.
All this seems to be just a dream of Huang Liang he was in, and only the desolate palace where no one else can be found is his real destination.
In the clear sky and daylight, Jun Jingxing was actually in a cold sweat when he said these two sentences.
"Don't, stop talking nonsense." Jun Jingxing patted his beating heart, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Sui Yan's hand, and said, "Does it hurt?"
Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Jun Jingxing said: "It hurts, does it hurt when you dream?"
Sui Yan thought about it carefully, as if he didn't feel any pain when he fell off the steps.
He shook his head truthfully, calmly.
Jun Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief and enlightened him: "Only when you are dreaming can you feel no pain, don't scare yourself by thinking wildly."
Sui Yan nodded hesitantly.
In the next instant, Wuyi appeared like a ghost, and fingers like a gust of wind quickly pinched the back of Jun Jingxing's hand.
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Ahh!
There is no wish but Jun Jingxing is a scholar. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child. Even if she is a woman, her hand strength is not comparable to that of ordinary men. With such a pinch, the back of Jun Jingxing's entire hand is red and painful.
Jun Jingxing roared, "You lunatic! I just touched him!"
Wuyuan said coldly, "Next time I touch it, I'll take the iron pliers."
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Jun Jingxing was still worried about Sui Yan, and he was unwilling to do such a thing, his chest hurt so much that he was so angry that he couldn't say anything.
"You... him! You protect your master so much, then if the prince comes to tie him to the bed in the future, will you rush up and beat the prince!"
Unwilling: "… "
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan was watching a good daily drama to adjust his mood, but he was named by name for some reason, and he stayed for a while before looking at Jun Jingxing in disbelief.
After Jun Jingxing finished speaking, he knew that he had made a blunder, and immediately covered his mouth, giving him a wishless look in resentment.
While watching Jun Jingxing vigilantly, Sui Yan wrapped the Buddha beads in his hand twice to block his wrist. After thinking about it, he felt that it was not safe, so he carefully wrapped it again.
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Jun Jingxing was so irritated that he weakly said, "What's the use of entanglement now, you... Forget it, I won't tell you, can I leave?"
He turned around and was about to run, Sui Yan hurriedly said, "Where's Wanhualou? Not going?"
Jun Jingxing said: "Whoever likes to go, I will not serve."
After saying that, he ran away angrily.
Seeing him so angry, Sui Yan glanced at each other and said, "I always thought he had a cold temper, but I didn't expect you..."
It's really a skill to turn such a steady and calm popularity into a gun battle.
Don't be proud, be proud.
Unwilling to know why.
Sui Yan said helplessly: "You better go and have a look, don't beat him again, just apologize, he's easy to coax."
Wuhui looked at the direction where Jun Jingxing was leaving, and combined with Sui Yan's words, he realized that the genius doctor was insane, so he was stunned for a while, and said, "Yes."
After that, he went out.
Sui Yan stood up, looked at the noon sun, and held up the small stove on the table.
He looked at the burning charcoal pot, stood for a moment, then got up and left.
Since the opening of the spring, the fields on both sides of the Long Street in Beijing have been scrambling to be the first to splendid flowers.
Sui Yan walked alone to the bank of the moat wearing a cloak, holding a wooden sign in his hand.
He almost ate the candied haws, and at this moment, he used the tip of a wooden stick to fiddle with the flowers under his feet.
With the Banhualou in front of him, Sui Yan bent down and picked two begonia flowers, intending to give it to the storyteller as a reward.
Just before entering the long street of Banhualou, he met a monk head-on.
Geng Xue was holding a string of Buddha beads and was looking down at the flowers swept by the hem of her clothes.
Sui Yan frowned, changing lanes before Geng Xue noticed that he turned around.
As far as he knew, it would be bad if he met this monk.
The last time I was meddling and came to the Hou Mansion to tell fortunes and robbery, and the last time I was drawing lots, I was all making lots. All in all, nothing was good.
Sui Yan thought to himself: It's too unlucky.
While saying that he does not believe in gods and Buddhas, on the other hand, he is extremely superstitious about these auspicious signs, but he does not feel that there is any violation.
The monk's head was bright and his eyes were bright. Sui Yan had just taken a step, and Geng Xue's voice sounded from behind: "Master Hou, stay."
Sui Yan stopped reluctantly, turned around and nodded with a smile: "Master, it's a coincidence that you can meet them here."
Geng Xue returned the salute and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, the poor monk has been waiting here for the Marquis for a long time."
Sui Yan: "…"
Geez, you shouldn't go out.
Sui Yan reluctantly said, "Is there anything important for you, Master?"
Geng Xue pointed back to Hualou and said with a smile: "It's too conspicuous to talk about things here, let's go in and eat and talk."
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan looked at Geng Xue speechlessly, and said quietly, "Don't you think that a monk entering Hualou is more attractive?"
The author has something to say: Suiyan: I am the best at complaining. [pat the chest]