The carriage stopped leisurely at the entrance of Marquis Sui'an's mansion, and the attendant had already put down the horse stool.
Sui Yan bowed his head and bowed to Duan Ming Chong, but was suddenly stopped by Duan Ming Chong as he was about to go down.
Sui Yan: "Your Highness?"
Duan Ming Chong's ears were hot, he opened a seam in Sui Yan's cloak, pulled out a sachet embroidered with begonia flowers from his sleeve, and tied it to Sui Yan's waistband in person.
"There is a peace talisman gifted by Master Gengxue, which is said to be able to exorcise evil spirits and keep you safe and healthy. You should take it with you and never leave your body." Duan Mingchong's fingers were slender and slender, and he flipped the red string of the sachet up and down. With Peiyu tied to his waist, he lowered his eyes and said softly, "General Sui will leave tomorrow, you are in such a bad shape, and I don't know if your royal father will let you go to court."
Sui Yan looked down at Duan Mingchong's profile, not knowing what to say for a while.
"But it's fine if you don't go to the government. The heavy snow has been falling this year, and the snow disaster has been severe in many places in Jiangbei. The civil and military people of the Manchu Dynasty are constantly arguing about this matter and do not know what to do, which is very annoying."
Duan Ming Chong casually hung up the safety talisman, and then straightened his waist. Seeing Sui Yan staring at him, he rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Sui Yan blinked and said softly, "Is there anything important on the day of the Lantern Festival, Your Highness?"
Duan Mingchong thought for a while: "The Lantern Festival may need to handle political affairs with the father and emperor during the day, but at night there is nothing to do."
Suiyan breathed a sigh of relief and pretended to be calm: "I... I heard that there is a lantern night market on the street in front of the Chenghuang Temple every year.
Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment and looked at him strangely.
Suiyan coughed dryly, fearing that Duan Mingchong would see his wolf ambitions, he bluffed and said, "Hall, Your Highness, did Wanggui say something wrong?"
Duan Mingchong smiled lightly and said, "I guessed it right, you are used to making fun of yourself."
He was relieved and regretful at the same time. If he had known Sui Yan when he was young, he might not have grown into such a boring temperament.
And knowing that Sui Yan is so close, I should let someone find some playbooks to see, so that talking to him is not a political matter, even I feel monotonous, not to mention the very playful Sui Yan.
Sui Yan blinked, wondering if Duan Mingchong was praising himself or berating him.
"Your Highness?"
Duan Mingchong nodded and said, "Okay, as long as you don't think I'm boring."
Sui Yan smiled and said, "How can your Highness be boring?"
Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, and his ears suddenly turned red.
Sui Yan didn't notice, Tong Duan Ming Chong bowed again and jumped out of the carriage happily.
Duan Ming Chong hurriedly lifted the curtain and looked down.
Sui Yan stood under the lantern outside Hou's mansion, and waved at him with curved eyes: "Your Highness, don't forget the Lantern Festival."
Duan Mingchong was suddenly in a trance.
The young man was wearing a big cloak with rough edges, and half of his shoulders fell off because of the movement of getting out of the car, revealing the purple robe inside, and the begonia flowers embroidered with gold thread on his left shoulder lined his beautiful face, and the whole person looked at...
Just like light.
Duan Mingchong was stunned, he didn't react suddenly until the carriage staggered away, and he waved his hand out of the window after realizing it.
The carriage had already left, Duan Mingchong stared blankly at the passing houses outside, and murmured in a low voice, "I won't forget it."
As long as you don't forget, I won't forget.
Sui Yan at the entrance of Hou's mansion saw that the carriage had turned a corner and disappeared at the end of the street, so he took his eyes back. He put the cloak hanging on his arms over his shoulders, and jumped back to the Hou's mansion in a good mood.
Halfway through the jump, he suddenly felt that he was a little hypocritical. After careful calculation, he was a twenty-year-old person. How could he ask someone to see a lantern and look like a young girl's love for spring is just beginning.
Sui Yan made his walking posture a little more human. After walking a few steps, he covered his forehead helplessly, and said to himself, "Mother, I'm really happy."
In the last life, he had carefully calculated, and he had no time to care about the love between men and women. The emperor once had the will to marry him, but he refused directly. What was the reason
Sui Yan jumped down the steps and couldn't help but burst out laughing, he remembered...
At that time, when Emperor Beilan asked him privately about his intentions towards the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites or not, Suiyan did not change his face, but only said that he would think about it and give an answer.
Unexpectedly, the next day, he dragged Yuejian with a blank face into the palace, knelt down with a thud, and opened his mouth to ask Emperor Beilan to allow him to marry Yuejianmen.
Emperor Beilan: "..."
Tsukishima: "????"
Emperor Beilan was almost mad at him, scolded him angrily, and punished him for thinking at home for two months.
Sui Yan didn't care at all, and happily took Yuejian back to the house, and that night he was going to the villa outside the city to escape the summer.
Yue Jian followed him into the palace in a daze, and came back with a dazed face, watching Sui Yan coughing and packing his things, a little light in his eyes, he hesitated for a moment before probing: "My lord, you said in the palace of… "
Sui Yan was heartless and said, "It's all to deceive him. I can't afford to marry the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites. Isn't this a nail in my eyes? Don't worry about them, just fool them - alas, Where's my little box for the candy, have you seen it?"
Sui Yan turned his back to Yuejian and turned around, not seeing the fleeting disappointment and sadness in Yuejian's eyes.
Sui Yan didn't hear the answer, so he turned around and said, "See you in the moon?"
Yue Jian reluctantly evoked a smile, and flipped around on the table unnaturally: "I... I saw it yesterday, probably put it here, you can look for it... I, I'll go and see the medicine decoction. Done yet… "
Saying that, without waiting for Sui Yan to answer, he stumbled out quickly and disappeared.
Sui Yan didn't know why, so he had to go through it himself.
Sui Yan recalled the bastard things he did in the past, and couldn't help laughing until his eyes were crooked. He thought that if the emperor in this life planned to give me a marriage, I would directly say to His Royal Highness the Prince of Love and see how they would react.
The more Suiyan thought about it, the more happy he felt. He almost jumped to the front hall of the inner courtyard. Before entering the door, Li Zhao greeted him with a bitter face and whispered, "Young master, you are finally back, Young Master Song is waiting for the old man. It's been half a day."
Sui Yan's face suddenly sank.
He turned around and was about to leave: "Just say I'm not here and let him go."
Li Zhao: "Hey, young master..."
Before Sui Yan had taken two steps, a young man in a black shirt walked out of the front hall, Song Xian looked at him with a mean smile, and raised his voice: "Little Marquis, you and I are classmates, even if you choose another Lord, you don't have to hold back half of your affection, you don't even want to see me, right?"
Sui Yan took a deep breath and said, "I have nothing to say to you and me."
He was about to leave when he said that Song Xian was completely annoyed by his gesture, so he walked quickly, grabbed his hand, and forcibly pulled him, angrily saying, "Sui Wanggui! Third Highness! What's the point of being sorry for you? Why do you want to make such a fuss? Isn't it because you didn't tell you about the event at the banquet, you are still a child, and you have to put on such a big air about this shitty thing?!"
Sui Yan's wrist hurt from his pinching, and he struggled to break free.
Song Xian: "You talk!"
Sui Yan turned around, looked at him indifferently, and said, "Small thing? Then is it because I was poisoned to death by you that it's a big thing?"
Song Xian looked at him in disbelief: "What nonsense are you talking about?! How could we harm you?"
In fact, what Song Xian said was right. It was just a trivial matter. If Sui Yan had no memory of his past life, he might have exposed this matter lightly, and continued to be his little fool, doing his best to support Duan Zhi. Su.
But he is not.
All the hardships Sui Yan suffered in his last life were all caused by this small incident that could not be more trivial. He was mentally strong if he didn't collapse directly at that time, and he wanted him to treat him as if nothing happened. Su Song Xian and the others mixed together, but it was no longer possible.
Song Xian held Sui Yan's slender hand, only to realize later that he was terrifyingly thin, and suddenly let go of his hand.
Song Xian was originally a rude person who said anything. He did everything he wanted, and he was very fond of his temper. His anger came and went quickly. Seeing Sui Yan's unsteady standing, he was stunned for a while before he said a little awkwardly: " I… I didn’t mean to, I just got mad and lost my way…”
Sui Yan sneered.
Song Xian took a deep breath and tried to wake himself up a little: "I heard that the Third Highness came to the Suianhou Mansion last night regardless of the wind and snow, and only returned to the mansion in the middle of the night, the whole person was a little confused, and he had a high fever this morning. …”
Sui Yan rubbed his eyebrows, thinking why
Song Xian saw that Sui Yan was still in a hurry, and said, "Wanggui, I didn't want to be angry with you. I just heard that you were going out with the prince, so I was in a hurry..."
Sui Yan was about to laugh angrily: "Then you still mean that it's not right for me to go out with the prince? What's wrong with me and the prince, or is it that I hit the line of your third prince on Sui Wanggui? What's the matter with the brand? You just take care of me as far as this matter is concerned?"
Song Xian said a few good words in a temper, and was directly scolded by Sui Yan. He didn't know how to coax people, so he frowned when he heard the words: "I didn't say that, don't misinterpret what I mean."
Suiyan said: "That's what you mean, how did I misinterpret it? You have the face to say that I am a child, Song Chonghui, ask yourself, who is more like a child?!"
Song Xian said: "Don't yell at me! I'm talking to you seriously!"
Sui Yan's voice was louder than his: "You are yelling at me! Cough..."
He was so angry that he covered his chest and coughed. Song Xian was about to retort, but when he saw his crooked appearance, he couldn't bear it, so he reluctantly shut his mouth.
Sui Yan coughed for a long time, and his tears were about to come out. He stared at him reluctantly, and said angrily: "Who is yelling at who, do you have no point in your heart?"
Song Xian: "Do you still want to quarrel?!"
Sui Yan was about to speak, when Yu Guang seemed to see something, he was stunned for a moment, then he blinked slightly, and the tears he had just coughed up were blinked by him and fell down his pale face.
Song Xian: "..."
Sui Yan frowned slightly, restraining the arrogant and domineering appearance just now, and even his voice was much softer, he covered his chest like a gossamer, and the tears fell down: "Is there anything you can do? Tell me no, why are you yelling at me like that?"
Song Xian: "..."
Song Xian frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about, I'm not good enough to talk about it, it was you who made trouble first, I think you know more than me, and the third highness said that he still doesn't believe me, I've been covering you up all the time, and I don't know why I'm fascinated by you..."
Suiyan cried even more: "It's really not my fault, don't kill me anymore, my heart hurts..."
Song Xian's arrogance dissipated quickly, he was stunned for a moment, confused by Sui Yan's sudden change of face, and tentatively stepped forward to help him: "Ah? My chest hurts, I... I'll support you... "
Sui Yan was still crying.
Song Xian was about to move forward to help him, when a very indifferent voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Don't bother Young Master Song anymore."
Song Xian froze and turned around in amazement.
Suixun didn't know when he came back. He was dressed in black hunting clothes and had a cloak that draped over his shoulders. He looked heroic and majestic.
The young master in Beijing is not afraid to make trouble all day long, but he is very afraid of General Suixun, who has been on the battlefield several times at a young age. Everyone who sees him is like a mouse seeing a cat, and he runs away quickly. .
Song Xian is also afraid of him. Usually, when Sui Xun is at home, he doesn't dare to come and play with Sui Yan.
At this time, General Sui, who could cure the crying of children, looked extremely ugly, and stared at him coldly and fiercely.
Song Xian: "..."
Sui Yan seemed to have found the harbor, sobbed and rushed over quickly, hugged Sui Xun's waist directly, and sobbed: "Brother, brother, you are finally back."
Song Xianna said, "General Sui, General Sui..."
Suixun said coldly, "I don't know how my brother-in-law made the young master unhappy. Wanggui's body is weak. You can share it with me."
Song Xianguan's legs softened when he saw that he was going to eat people. He didn't dare to say anything to him, and he didn't even dare to say a word for a while.
Sui Yan put his arms around Sui Xun's waist and choked softly: "Brother, brother, don't blame Chonghui, yes, it's the fault of forgetting to return..."
As he spoke, his body trembled even more, as if he was being forced to admit his mistake.
Sui Xun's eyes became even more terrifying.
Song Xian: "..."
The author has something to say: Song Xian: mmp! ! Forgot to return! Did you hear that? mmp! ! !