Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 3: beg to die

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Sui Yan has a very thick skin, and even turned his eyes slightly towards that person, thinking: "My dear mother, who is this person?"

Before he could think of a reason to come, Haitang's voice came from outside the door: "Young master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Third Highness have arrived."

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, and then the door was brutally opened. When he looked back, he saw a young man barging in with a face full of indifference, looking like he was about to slash people.

Sui Yan blinked.

Haitang couldn't stop complaining, and said quickly, "His Royal Highness also saw it, Young Master, his body is really unhealed."

Sui Yan immediately looked weak, coughed twice, and said, "I have seen the third highness."

The Third Highness Duan Zhisu had a cold expression on his face, and there was still some childishness on his face. He was still a half-year-old, but he first saw the clues of decisive killing.

He glanced at Sui Yan, frowned, and behind him was Song Xian, who had been watching the fun since he was a child.

Originally, Song Xian came here to fall into the trap, but when he saw Sui Yan's body, which had obviously lost a whole circle and his pale complexion, his face suddenly sank, and he walked over and said, "Why have you lost so much weight, look! Is it even weaker than before? Are those imperial doctors eating dry rice? Waste!"

As soon as Haitang saw Song Xian, she didn't give him a good face. Seeing that he was slapping his hand on Sui Yan's shoulder, Haitang rushed over and walked over to the couch to protect Sui Yan very shamelessly, and separated Song Xian from him. hand.

"My young master has not recovered from his serious illness, so it's better for Young Master Song not to do anything."

Song Xian: "..."

Song Xian was in a hurry, but in front of Duan Zhisu, it was not easy to have a seizure, so he snorted and stopped talking.

Sui Yan coughed dryly and scolded, "Haitang, don't be rude."

Duan Zhisu kept staring at Sui Yan's pale face, and when he saw that he was standing beside the couch and didn't dare to sit down because of his status, he hurriedly stepped forward to support his arm and let him lean on the couch, and said in a cold voice: " Don't move around if you're not in good health, what were you doing just now, the cold wind blowing by the window? Oh, you deserve that you haven't recovered from your illness for so long."

Duan Zhisu came from outside, and he inevitably carried some chills on his body. As soon as he approached, Sui Yan shivered from the cold, and then he took off the chill-stained cloak, and supported Sui Yan against the couch. He pulled the quilt over him again.

Sui Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Highness."

Duan Zhisu's eyes were heavy and he didn't speak again, because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be uncontrollable.

Because there is no one in Suifu all the year round, Suiyan has been in the palace since he was a child, and he has grown up with Duan Zhisu and has a deep friendship. Otherwise, according to Suiyan's cold nature, he would not be in the court to rehabilitate Duan Zhisu. The Chinese authorities have counted so many years.

Duan Zhisu looked at him with a faceless smile, and said coldly: "Thank you, thank you, but tell me, why hasn't my body healed for so long, isn't it just a little cold?"

Sui Yan innocently said: "How do I know? I'm not an imperial doctor, but I've been drinking the medicine they prescribed."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sullen laughter came from outside the door, and the black-colored boy was standing in front of the door, looking at him with a half-smile.

Sui Yan was stunned.

Just now, Haitang mentioned two guests, Duan Zhisu recognized him, and this one was probably Duan Mingchong, the crown prince who died at a young age.

Sui Yan hurriedly planned to stand up and salute, but Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "Little Marquis is ill, so you don't need to be more polite."

Duan Zhisu tucked back the quilt he lifted.

Duan Mingchong has a good temper and looks like a gentleman who is bright and full of moon. He smiled and said: "The father and the emperor asked Gulai to visit the little prince. It happened that he and the three emperors met at Cheng'anmen and came together."

Legend has it that this crown prince is gentle, prudent, and favored by the emperor. As long as he does not commit any major treasonous mistakes, the emperor will definitely belong to him after a hundred years. The blame is that he did not live to adulthood at all. He was ruined by a glass of poisonous wine.

In the previous life, Sui Yan circled around Duan Zhisu, and didn't put much thought into Duan Mingchong, and because he died early, he didn't have much contact with him, so he didn't recognize who this person was just now.

Duan Zhisu touched Sui Yan's forehead, his attitude was really intimate, making Sui Yan shake unconsciously.

In his opinion, the two hadn't seen each other for ten years. No matter how close he was when he was a child, it made him feel uncomfortable at first such closeness.

Duan Zhisu's brows tightened: "Is it cold?"

Sui Yan nodded and said with a smile, "It's cold, it's dead cold, I'm shivering when I look at the face of the third highness."

Duan Zhisu glared at him angrily, and said, "It will be my birthday in a while, and the royal father allows me to buy the newly built Prince's Mansion outside the palace. You can take good care of me, don't forget."

When Suiyan heard this, Yu Guang suddenly glanced at Duan Mingchong who was beside him.

If he remembered correctly, it was on Duan Zhisu's birthday that Duan Mingchong was jointly designed by the second prince and the fifth prince to die.

Duan Zhisu saw that he was lost, and said coldly, "If I don't see you then, someone will definitely come over and tie you."

Sui Yan immediately recovered and pleaded for mercy.

Even though he died under Duan Zhisu's poisonous wine in his last life, he still felt a little dreamy without seeing that person's last face. As a result, he couldn't hate Duan Zhisu at all, but instead he hated the innocent Song on the side. Xian hated his teeth so much that he wanted to go up and beat him.

Song Xian was inexplicably stared at by his almost biting gaze.

There were too many birthday matters, and Duan Zhisu didn't sit for long.

Sui Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan Mingchong has been sitting on the chair gracefully, holding the tea brewed by Begonia and looking at Sui Yan with a smile, as if very curious about him.

This crown prince is obviously one year younger than Sui Yan, but looking at Sui Yan's eyes gives people a kind of pampering and pampering as if watching a child gossip.

Sui Yan shook again and said with a smile, "Your Highness, you've seen it before, what else is there to tell you to forget to return?"

The crown prince said to Haitang: "Go and cook a bowl of medicine for your young master."

Sui Yan's face turned green.

Haitang didn't know why, but the crown prince didn't dare to disobey the order and ran away quickly.

When there was no one else in the room, Sui Yan's face fell down and said, "Can His Royal Highness let me go?"

Duan Mingchong said with a smile: "I heard that the imperial doctor in the palace was helpless to Xiaohou Ye's illness, and I was really puzzled. I originally thought that the group of people in the Tai Hospital neglected the Hou Ye, and this made you unhealed for a long time. I didn't expect that. When I came here this time, I saw a good show."

Duan Mingchong always has a warm and gentle appearance, and Sui Yan has a cheeky temperament who is familiar with everyone. Seeing that Duan Mingchong did not expose himself in front of Duan, he sighed with emotion. People are really considerate, and their words are not as restrained as before.

"His Royal Highness is right when you say this negligently. The medicines prescribed by the imperial physicians are so bitter that it can make one's tongue grow grass. If I drink their medicines, I am afraid that I will ascend to heaven earlier."

Duan Mingchong put down the teacup in his hand, and said softly: "Good medicine is bitter, and the young prince has a wealth of gold, so you should never avoid illness."

With that said, Duan Mingchong seemed to remember something, frowned slightly, and suddenly said, "Is there any knot in my heart that I don't like?"

Sui Yan almost choked to death on his own saliva: "Ah? Cough... what?"

Duan Ming Chong thought: "I saw that you were rescued a few days ago, but you jumped into the water without saying a word. Now you are so sick, but you refuse to take medicine..."

What he said was orderly, and Sui Yan became more and more guilty - even though he didn't know what he was guilty of.

Suiyan explained with a dry smile: "That time, oh oh, that time, I would like to thank His Royal Highness for saving my life. At that time, I was just a little unclear, so I jumped down in confusion, and took medicine... uh..."

While speaking, Haitang had already brought the medicine that was warmed in the small stove outside, put it down gently, and went down with eyesight.

Duan Mingchong personally brought it to the small case on Suiyan's bed and couch, and Suiyan said quickly, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I'll just do it myself."

Duan Mingchong handed him the medicine and looked at him with a smile.

Sui Yan felt uncomfortable when he was seen, so he had to take a sip of the medicine and swallow it with difficulty.

Duan Mingchong hadn't breathed a sigh of relief, but he saw that the face of the man before him suddenly turned pale, and he spat out all the medicine he had just drank.

The medicine bowl fell from Sui Yan's hand and sprinkled on the quilt.

He crouched on the head of the bed and made a violent coughing sound, which sounded very tragic, as if he wanted to spit out his internal organs before giving up.

Duan Mingchong seemed startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and patted Sui Yan's back lightly.

After half a day, Sui Yan stopped coughing violently.

Duan Mingchong said in amazement, "What happened to you?"

Sui Yan coughed so much blood in his mouth, he forced a smile and said, "It's an old problem, it's not in the way. I made His Highness laugh, and I hope His Highness will not tell the emperor about this, lest the royal uncle worry for me. "

Duan Ming, who was the crown prince of a country, didn't have a lot of airs, and he didn't think it was dirty. He picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped the medicine stains on the corner of his lips for him.

He finally saw that the person in front of him was not arrogant and arrogant, nor did he have a heart to seek death, he really couldn't drink medicine.

Duan Mingchong looked at his pale face full of cold sweat and frowned, "How long has it been like this?"

Sui Yan was so angry that he said in a hoarse voice, "It's been half a month."

Duan Mingchong's brows furrowed even tighter. He was so ill that he couldn't take medicine for half a month. How could his body bear it

No wonder his wrists hanging on the edge of the bed were so slender that he could circle them with one hand.

Sui Yan looked at the young man in front of him, he was obviously younger than him, but he wanted to look like an adult, so he couldn't help laughing.

Duan Mingchong said, "What are you laughing at?"

Sui Yan shook his head and said, "This time on the birthday of the Third Highness, is your Highness going?"

Duan Mingchong wiped his face with his hands for a while, and said doubtfully, "Brother Three Kings has already sent the post to the East Palace, so of course he wants to go, why did the little prince say this?"

Sui Yan thought to himself that I can't directly say that it was your burial place. If he really said it, Duan Mingchong might think he was crazy.

Sui Yan is naturally cold, and when he mentioned this sentence, it was already the limit. When he saw that Duan Mingchong didn't want to listen to him, he closed his mouth and stopped talking.

Duan Ming Chong has lived in the East Palace for a long time, and it is rare to come out once. After staying in the Suiyan Courtyard for half an hour, he got up and left.

Sui Yan forced his body to send him off until he left the corner, and then he withdrew his gaze.

Li Zhao walked out of the door, put a cape on him, and said disapprovingly, "Little Marquis, it's freezing outside, let's go back and rest."

Sui Yan shook his head: "It's too stuffy in the room, I'll come out to get some air, don't worry about me."

Li Zhao still wanted to say something, but seeing Sui Yan's worried look, he left anyway.

Sui Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the knee-length snow outside the corridor, standing on the edge with a pillar on the side, kicking out with his feet.

"This seems a little crazy?" Sui Yanbai thought in a bored way, "I can't get rid of the knot in my heart? It doesn't seem to be there. It's because I look too wide that I feel that the world is too boring."

Sui Yan sighed quietly, "It's not worth it."

Then he closed his eyes and rolled directly from the corridor into the snow, burying his entire body.

There were not many people to serve in the side courtyard of the Hou Mansion, and no one noticed when Sui Yan fell into the snowdrift.

"It's so cold." Sui Yan said in his heart, and then he thought about it, death seems to have always been so cold, and he was relieved.

The chill came inch by inch, and just when Sui Yan finally felt that he was going to sleep again, a hand suddenly stretched out from the snowdrift and pulled him up.

Sui Yan's body was already weak, and he was dragged out of the place where he was sleeping. His eyes were so cold that he could not see clearly, and he could only vaguely see the darkness in front of him.

Moments before he fell asleep, he heard Duan Mingchong's voice resounding in his ears.

"Forgetting to return!"