The third day of the new year.
In the early morning, the Anhou Mansion came to greet the New Year in an endless stream. Suixun was too busy to touch the ground. He was used to staying in the army. At first, he was asked to deal with these civil servants who were sweet and swordsmen. His Half-Life.
Another minister with a smile was sent away. Before Sui Xun could breathe a sigh of relief, Li Zhao walked in quickly: "Second Young Master, the Third Prince is here."
Suixun didn't have time to take a sip of tea, so he put down the cup helplessly, and was about to greet him when Li Zhao said, "But after he put down the things that he was congratulating, he went to the young master's yard, and the young master Song also went with him, you look at this…”
Suixun frowned and said, "Is Wanggui awake?"
Li Zhao said, "I just woke up at dawn, and Haitang is waiting for me."
Suixun said: "Then you don't have to worry about it. You don't have to follow the rules in the friendship of young people. You go to the kitchen and order someone to burn some sweet porridge and snacks to send over."
Li Zhao nodded and said yes.
In the side courtyard of Hou Mansion, Duan Zhisu and Song Xian wanted to see Sui Yan being stopped for the first time. Song Xian was already dissatisfied with Sui Yan, and sneered when he saw it, saying, "This is the first time that I fell in love with His Royal Highness. Is the shelf that big?"
Duan Zhi shouted in a low voice, "Song Xian!"
Song Xian had to shut up reluctantly.
Haitang laughed with her, and said, "Young master just woke up this morning, maybe he has been sick for too long and is not feeling well, and now he is losing his temper. Your Highness and the young master will wait here for a while, and I will go and talk to the young master. ."
Duan Zhi said solemnly, "It's time to work."
Haitang hurriedly said that she did not dare, and bowed and stepped back.
At this time, the servants in the kitchen brought the prepared sweet porridge and cakes, and Haitang hurriedly took them over, picked out the cakes, and said, "Young master is still ill, send these cakes to the front hall."
Haitang walked to the door and knocked gently, "Master?"
After waiting for a while, Sui Yan's voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"
He had probably been sick for too long, and his voice was as thin as a gossamer, with a hoarseness that scratched his throat.
Haitang said, "His Royal Highness and Young Master Song Xian are waiting in the front hall. They said they wanted to visit you, but now they can..."
Before he could finish speaking, there was a bang on the carved wooden door, which should have been hit by something, and then there was a sound of shattering a porcelain bowl.
Sui Yan sternly said, "Let them get out!"
Then, there was a violent coughing sound, which seemed to be able to cough out of the lungs.
Haitang was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Young master, that is your third highness, not someone else, you..."
Are you confused
There was another clutter in the room, as if a bunch of things had been thrown away.
"Go away! Go away!"
Suiyan was so ill before that she didn't have the habit of throwing things, Haitang was so frightened that her heart was pounding, and she didn't dare to persuade any more, she whispered: "Then... that young master, the kitchen has made sweet soup, do you want to drink some? ?"
The room was quiet for a moment, before Sui Yan's hoarse voice came again: "Go away..."
Haitang didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurriedly ran away with the bowl.
In the inner room, Sui Yan was sitting paralyzed on the edge of the bed, panting slightly while clinging to the edge of the bed.
Just now, he was so angry that he rolled off the bed while throwing the things on the small table by the bed.
He had been sick for too long, and his limbs were weak and he couldn't get up. He moved a little bit, and the pain in his internal organs made him tremble all over. He could only lean against the edge of the bed and breathe weakly.
After a while, the door of the room was opened, and Jun Jingxing walked in with the medicine he had just boiled, and at a glance he saw the mess in the room.
Sui Yan looked up at him weakly.
Jun Jingxing rubbed his brows, put down the medicine, and helplessly stepped forward to help him up and said, "Little Marquis is so ill and has the strength to toss the room like this. He really is a hero out of a boy."
Sui Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.
Jun Jingxing was startled and said quickly, "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, I won't talk anymore, you don't..."
Don't cry.
It is impossible for Suiyan to cry. No matter how red and sour his eyes are, there are still no tears in his eyes.
Sui Yan took a deep breath, took back the sourness in his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and said dumbly, "It's okay."
He has been ill for so many days, and his whole body has lost a lot of weight. Even his face is as pale as paper, only his lips are flushed red, which looks a little weird.
Only Jun Jingxing knew that this was the aftermath of the stigma left over, just like his decayed body, it was poisonous, and it was absolutely impossible to return to the past.
He will be entangled in pain and sickness all his life, and he will no longer be able to be frivolous and frivolous like other young people.
Jun Jingxing thought sadly, "He is only fifteen years old."
It is the best age of my life.
Jun Jingxing brought the medicine over and said calmly, "Drink the medicine."
Sui Yan pursed his lips.
Jun Jingxing raised his eyebrows and said, "Why, do you want me to feed you?"
Sui Yan's expression froze for a moment, then he took the medicine with trembling hands, stared at the dark medicine, and said, "I want some candy."
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Jun Jingxing felt helpless, so he could only coax, "Okay, I'll give you the candy after you finish drinking."
Then Sui Yan nodded lightly, holding the spoon weakly, and drank the medicine in small sips.
Jun Jingxing took out a small box from the small cabinet beside him, took out the candied fruit he bought inside, and put it aside.
Sui Yan glanced at it, his godless eyes brightened slightly, and handed the bowl to Jun Jingxing: "I'm done drinking."
Jun Jingxing casually counted the candied fruit and said, "Don't play a childish temper and drink up the bottom of the medicine."
Sui Yan had no choice but to stare at the candied fruit, frowning and drinking the bottom of the medicine.
As soon as he put down the spoon, Jun Jingxing leaned over and stuffed a piece of candied fruit dipped in powdered sugar into Suiyan's mouth, smiling, "Is it sweet?"
Sui Yan took the candied fruit, stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the powdered sugar beside his lips, and nodded dumbly: "Yeah!"
Jun Jingxing said: "You can only eat five tablets a day, and it won't work if you eat more."
He said, stuffed four candies into a small box the size of a palm, and put them on the bedside where Sui Yan could reach.
Suiyan stopped licking the candied fruit and looked at him in disbelief: "Why?"
Jun Jingxing said: "Eating too much sugar is not good for your health. If you are obedient, you will be able to drink half a bowl of sweet soup when the weather is warmer."
In other words, I can't even drink sweet soup now.
Sui Yan was hit so hard that his whole body seemed to lose his color, and he asked reluctantly for a long time, "Why... why?"
Jun Jingxing said: "I went to see the sweet soup in your small kitchen a few days ago. The soup inside is made from ginseng. You don't know what kind of virtue you are now, and you dare to drink ginseng soup because you are afraid of death. Not fast enough?"
Sui Yan didn't understand: "Huh?"
Sui Yan was confused by the disease, and he had no brain to think about these or not. He spoke and did things half a beat slower, and looked a little stupid.
Jun Jingxing reached out and touched his head, and said, "Let's not say that people who are sick can't drink ginseng soup, let's talk about the poison you have. Although it has been solved, the remaining poison is still there. In your lungs, ginseng soup is a great tonic, but if you overdo it, you can trigger the poison that is hidden in your bones."
Sui Yan can't think now, so he can only nod: "Oh."
Jun Jingxing said: "It's fortunate that you didn't drink much ginseng soup at the banquet this time, or else you'd be afraid that you won't be able to survive for an hour and you'll go to heaven."
Sui Yan still nodded, he vaguely felt that he thought of something, but now he is too weak, no matter what, he can't grasp that weak idea, and the more he thinks about it, the more headaches he feels.
Jun Jingxing pressed his shoulder and made him lie down and said, "You can sleep for a while, and I will call you to take medicine later."
Sui Yan was already tired, so he closed his eyes fluently, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
In the front hall of the side courtyard, Duan Zhisu had already drank two cups of tea, but still could not wait for a figure.
Haitang kept apologizing on the side, and the cold sweat broke down: "Young master is not very well, and now he is sleeping again."
Song Xian almost smashed the cup and said angrily, "What does he mean? We've all been waiting here for half an hour, but he's fine. Just pretend to be sick and sleep and let one of the servants prevaricate us!"
The more Duan Zhisu thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. Although Sui Yan was stubborn, he was not arrogant to this point. What's more, the two of them had always had a good relationship, so they wouldn't make up such nonsense in order not to see him.
Duan Zhisu tied the cloak on the side, got up and said, "I'll go see him."
With that said, he walked towards the inner room in the backyard.
Haitang hurried up to stop: "His Royal Highness! Third Highness, please stay! Young master is really ill, it is inconvenient to see guests..."
Song Xian grabbed the boy who was running up and down, and threatened with a dark face: "If you say another nonsense, I will have someone beat you up!"
Haitang was scared to tears, but she still whispered: "Young master really... I don't see..."
Song Xian: "Shut up!"
The two of them were pulling and pulling behind, but they didn't care, they walked directly to the door of Sui Yan's room, pushed the door open and walked in.
In order to hide Sui Yan's poisoning in the past few days, except for Haitang to deliver medicine and meals every day, Jun Jingxing took all the servants away, and Duan Zhisu just came in directly, and no one stopped him.
After Duan Zhisu entered, before he could speak, his brows were wrinkled by the strong aroma of medicine.
Is he really that sick? It's been a few days and it's still not complete
"Forgot to go home?"
The bead curtain in the inner room swayed slightly, making a slight collision of jade stones. Duan Zhisu was about to enter when a hand suddenly lifted the bead curtain from the inside.
Jun Jingxing was packing up the things on the ground, and when he heard the door opened, he came out to take a look, and ran into Duan Zhisu head-on.
Duan Zhisu frowned: "You are..."
Jun Jingxing bowed and said indifferently, "I have seen the Third Highness, and the little Marquis has already fallen asleep."
In the past few days, Jun Jingxing has also figured out where Suiyan took this poison, so when he saw these three highnesses, he instinctively felt a little unhappy. Although he did not know why Suiyan was poisoned, he always escaped with this person. It doesn't matter.
Duan Zhi said solemnly, "I only looked at him once."
Jun Jingxing sneered in his heart and slightly stepped aside.
Duan Zhisu opened the curtain and walked in.
Sure enough, as Haitang and Jun Jingxing said, Sui Yan had already fallen asleep, his long hair like withered grass scattered all over the pillow, his pale face only had some color on his lips, and he looked very strange.
Duan Zhisu stared at him blankly, for a while he didn't dare to step forward.
Sui Yan just lay there quietly, as if he were dead.