Sui Yan looked at Duan Zhisu obviously impatiently, but because of his status, he was not good at chasing others, so he had to wait for him to speak.
I don't know how long I waited, but Duan Zhisu also knew that it was not appropriate for him to hold people here in the middle of the night. He lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly, "If I interfere in the fight for succession in the future, will you help the prince or me?"
Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, suddenly feeling a little sad.
If Duan Zhisu had told everything to himself in the previous life, then there is no doubt that he helped Duan Zhisu in the heirloom.
But he didn't.
In his previous life, Suiyan was willing to fight with others for half his life because of a lie of Duan Zhisu, and in the end he lost his own life. Now that he has known everything in this life, it is naturally impossible to repeat the same mistakes.
Sui Yan took a deep breath, and the cold wind blowing from the crack of the door was sucked into his lungs, making him shiver with cold.
"His Royal Highness, do you know what happened after I drank that cup of stigma?" Sui Yan said suddenly.
Duan Zhisu looked at him blankly.
Sui Yan stretched out his wrist, and the cyan veins were clearly visible on his slender arm. He whispered softly, "I will be weak and sick all my life. It is unknown whether I can live to be twenty-five years old. Even if the cold wind blows for a while in winter, my life will be in danger..."
Duan Zhisu's pupils trembled fiercely, and he looked at him with pain, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.
Sui Yan murmured, "Do you expect me to use this broken body to get involved in the struggle for succession?"
Sui Yan stepped forward gently, stood on tiptoe and lowered his voice beside Duan Zhisu's ear, "Do you want me to die?"
Duan Zhisu took a few steps back abruptly and looked at him in astonishment.
Seeing that Sui Yan scared him, he wanted to laugh out loud, but his lips were slightly raised, but he couldn't laugh no matter what.
Also, nothing funny.
This night was just a point of divergence between the two of them going down completely different paths in the future.
Duan Zhisu's eyes were still flustered and painful: "I... I never wanted to harm you... "
Sui Yan lowered his eyes, and his long feathered eyelashes cast a shadow on the bottom of his eyes: "Well, but you don't believe me."
Duan Zhisu immediately said: "I believe you, I won't involve you in this matter, I really just want to protect you."
Sui Yan did not speak.
Duan Zhisu has always been a person who only acts and doesn't talk much. Usually when those good things are given to Sui Yan, he never brags about how difficult and precious they are. At this point, it was too ugly to have the heart to break up with him.
However, it is impossible to think about it as before.
Duan Zhisu felt in a trance that Sui Yan was getting further and further away from him, which made him a little flustered for no reason. In the same way, three generations of his family are important ministers in the court, and even if the matter is exposed, they will not be severely punished, but you are different..."
Duan Zhisu was born in the royal family and has a precocious mind. He never wanted to tell Sui Yan this kind of profound calculation, lest it make him feel that he was very scheming.
Duan Zhisu held his icy hand, gently closed it in his warm palm, and said softly, "Although the Marquis of Sui'an looks at the family's great business, once General Suixun returns to the frontier, the big marquis' mansion will only have You are supported by your father's favor, but if one day, your father thinks that you are a person who has the same authority as me, how will he treat you, have you ever thought about it?"
Suiyan naturally thought that if the emperor was jealous of him, he would naturally throw him on the battlefield to fend for himself as he did to the rest of the Sui family. Anyway, according to Suiyan's rambunctious temperament, he would not be able to survive on the battlefield at all. If one accidentally died on the frontier, it would be better for the emperor.
Sui Yan said lightly, "Isn't it my Sui family's duty to protect the family and the country?"
Duan Zhisu persuaded him not to listen, and even his voice was a little unsteady: "Sui Wanggui! I'm serious with you, don't come out and deal with me with your usual jokes!"
Suiyan was unmoved: "I'm also serious."
Duan Zhisu was so angry that he couldn't breathe anymore: "how long can you live in the frontier, don't you... don't you die?"
Sui Yan didn't speak any more, struggling to pull his hand back.
Duan Zhisu rubbed his eyebrows and didn't know what to say to him for a while. He looked at Sui Yan's body that was shivering a little from the wind, and suddenly he couldn't bear to drag him to make a fool of himself in the middle of the night.
Duan Zhisu breathed a sigh of relief, and after a long silence, he said with difficulty, "Prince... Will he protect you?"
Sui Yan looked up at him in amazement.
Duan Zhisu smiled reluctantly: "I know that what I say now is useless. If the prince can really protect your life one day, then..."
He suddenly didn't know what to say.
Sui Yan was a little stunned.
Duan Zhisu simply shut his mouth and didn't say more, just stepped forward and hugged Sui Yan lightly, patted him on the back twice, then pushed the door without saying a word and walked into the snow.
Sui Yan looked back at the ink-colored figure slowly melting into the darkness, and a boundless sourness suddenly surged in his heart.
He knew that this life would part ways or even break with Duan Zhisu, but he never thought it would be so peaceful.
Sui Yan stood there for half a day before Jun Jingxing, who was only looking for him, pushed and dragged him back to the room.
When Sui Yan took off his clothes and was stuffed into the warm quilt by Jun Jingxing, Yu Lan lightly blinked and whispered, "Don't go yet."
Jun Jingxing had no choice but to yawn and pull a stool to sit beside his bed, ready to say, "Okay, what to say."
Sui Yan said, "Do you think someone like the prince can live to the end?"
What this meant in the end, the two of them knew very well.
Jun Jingxing was very straightforward: "The prince is indecisive, and he is too gentle and kind in dealing with others. He can be a loyal minister, but he can't be a wise monarch."
In short, a good temperament can't make a big deal.
Sui Yan pulled the quilt to block his chin: "Then what do you think of me? Can I live to the end?"
Jun Jingxing said calmly, "Who are you going to be loyal to?"
Sui Yan didn't answer directly: "You can say if I can live to the end."
Jun Jingxing said: "It's difficult, if you can live to adulthood, even God's eyes will be opened."
Sui Yan: "…"
Jun Jingxing looked at Sui Yan's speechless eyes, and wondered: "Where did I say something wrong? You are not about to become a nobleman when you are an adult, so does the emperor really allow you to be honest with your father Sui Anhou? A knighthood?"
Sui Yan was in a bad mood at first and wanted to talk to Jun Jingxing to enlighten him, but he didn't expect that the more this person enlightened him, the worse he would be.
Sui Yan waved his hands in disgust and said, "Let's go quickly, don't be annoying here."
Jun Jingxing said angrily, "You left me!"
Suiyan: "I don't want to keep you anymore, hurry back, I'm going to bed, remember to call me tomorrow morning."
Jun Jingxing was so angry that he really wanted to drag him out and beat him, but in the end he resisted his anger and walked away.
Sui Yan originally thought that he would have to think wildly to fall asleep in the middle of the night, but after Jun Jing walked for a while, he felt tired all over, and just a moment later he fell into a drowsy sleep.
The next morning, snow began to crackle again.
Sui Yan got up early and stood under the porch wearing a cloak and holding an umbrella. After a while, the prince's carriage came slowly in a gust of snow.
Duan Mingchong lifted the curtain of the car and caught a glimpse of Sui Yan standing under the door, with a gentle smile on the corners of his lips.
Soon, the car stopped and Duan Mingchong got out of the car in a dark green robe. Seeing Sui Yan saluting, he hurriedly said, "No need."
Sui Yan got up honestly, put the small stove close to him, and was eager to try: "Then, Your Highness, let's go?"
Duan Mingchong said: "It's too rude to go directly. Is General Sui in the mansion? It's not too late to go alone and tell him."
Sui Yan said: "Brother has been so busy these past few days that his feet are not touching the ground. He didn't come back last night. Eighty percent of the time he won't be able to come back until tonight. Your Highness will not be able to see you."
Duan Mingchong had to stop thinking about it and said, "Come up then."
Sui Yan hurriedly followed Duan Mingchong into the carriage.
It was not until the carriage drove out of the long street of Sui'anhou's mansion that Sui Yan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and opened the delicate hand stove in his hand.
Duan Mingchong glanced at it and found that it was not charcoal, but a few sugars wrapped in glass paper.
Duan Mingchong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Don't General Sui still let you eat candy?"
Sui Yan Fengruo took out a piece of candy, and then kicked the small hand stove in his sleeve. He smiled and said, "No, it's the gangster in my family who said that not eating candy while sick is bad for your health. Nonsense."
Duan Ming Chong's smiling eyes curled up: "Oh? How do you say it?"
Sui Yan said in a poignant manner: "When I eat candy, my mood will improve; if I am in a good mood, the disease will naturally get better faster. Isn't this killing two birds with one stone? How can it be bad for the body?"
Duan Mingchong listened to his nonsense, smiled and opened the lid of the warm small cup on the charcoal basin under the small case, overflowing with a sweet smell.
Sui Yan glanced at it and his eyes were straight.
Duan Ming Chong said: "I woke you up so early, thinking that you probably don't have an appetite for breakfast, so someone brought it over with warm sweet porridge. Would you like to try it?"
Sui Yan nodded like pounding garlic, and almost threw himself into Duan Ming Chong's arms.
After only a short time of effort, Sui Yan drank all the sweet porridge in the small cup, and sat on the small table with satisfaction, looked at Duan Mingchong eagerly, and whispered: "His Royal Highness, we will come to Xiangguo tomorrow. Temple."
Duan Mingchong couldn't help laughing: "Just to drink porridge?"
Sui Yan nodded: "Are you okay?"
Duan Mingchong shoved his small hand stove into his arms and said, "Nonsense, you won't be afraid of tossing yourself back and forth."
Sui Yan pouted and had no choice but to stop mentioning the matter.
Sui Yan looked at the whole carriage in a bored manner. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Buddhist scriptures in a red sandalwood box on a small case. He leaned up and looked at them curiously, and said, "Are these heart scriptures to be enshrined in the Buddhist hall?"
Duan Mingchong nodded and said, "Well, if the little prince has nothing to do, he can copy the Heart Sutra and calm down."
Suiyan waved his hand and refused: "No, I think my heart is very quiet now, and I will become a monk if I am quiet."