Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 30: Good medicine

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Sui Yan's body was so soft that he could not stand still, and he was half-supported and half-embraced by Duan Ming Chong and walked out of the side street.

After leaving Duan Xichen's sight, Sui Yan couldn't hold it any longer, he slipped out of Duan Ming Chong's arms, and knelt heavily on the ground with his knees—with a thud, it made people feel pain for him.

Sui Yan lay on the ground clutching his chest, as if he wanted to vomit but couldn't spit out anything.

Duan Mingchong hurried to help him.

Sui Yan took a few breaths, looked up at Duan Mingchong and smiled reluctantly, and tried to stand up with his arms over and over again, but his body was weak, his legs were still weak, and he fell back again and again.

No matter how strong Duan Mingchong was, he couldn't pick him up, so he had to help Sui Yan, who was unable to stand steadily, to sit on the stone steps beside him.

Sui Yan leaned softly against the wall, looked down at his bloody wrist, and felt so disgusting that he wanted to chop off both hands.

Duan Mingchong saw that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and thought he was in severe pain, so he hurriedly reached out to hold his hands, and gently lowered his head and blew on the wound.

Warm heat brushed over the stinging wound, with some numbness.

Sui Yan was immediately stunned, the vomit-making stickiness on his wrist disappeared instantly, and even the lingering fear in his heart dissipated a lot.

Duan Mingchong blew twice and looked up at him: "Does it still hurt?"

With some water in his eyes, Sui Yan nodded dumbly: "Well, it hurts a lot."

Duan Mingchong felt even more distressed. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped the dust and gravel off Sui Yan's wrist.

The sharp and fine dust particles on the wall were caught in the wound. Duan Mingchong wiped it very gently. When Suiyan shook it, he blew on the wound like a child.

Sui Yan has been looking at him, feeling a little dazed, this is the first time someone will feel so sorry for him because of this little injury.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

Duan Mingchong looked up hurriedly: "Does it hurt you?"

Sui Yan shook his head and calmed down a little from his fear. He still felt that it was too unwilling to have a quarrel with Duan Mingchong just because of this broken matter. He pursed his lips and planned to explain again: "Your Highness, I just You did that because you were afraid others would hurt you..."

Duan Mingchong laughed a little: "Why are you still thinking about this? That's why I'm wrong. You're right to be so vigilant."

Sui Yan said: "But... I'm too vicious... "

Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, and finally understood why Sui Yan left in a hurry after explaining, but thinking about it carefully, his words were indeed too reckless.

Duan Ming Chong said: "I'm sorry."

Sui Yan looked at him in amazement.

"It's just that I didn't think twice about saying that to you." Duan Mingchong raised his sleeves and gently wiped off the cold sweat from Sui Yan's forehead, "I know that your nature is not like this, it's... It's my blunder. already."

Duan Ming Chong lived in the East Palace for a long time, and the Taifu and the emperor taught him how to cultivate himself and govern the country and the world, and to cut right and wrong and cultivate goodness. For him, these are the fundamentals of self-cultivation.

Duan Mingchong is accustomed to being gentle, courteous and humble, self-control and respectful, never jealous and conceited, and now, he doesn't know that his nature is like this, or he will break himself into this gentle and jade-like pair according to everyone's expectations. looks like.

Sui Yan also vaguely knew his temperament, so he only said one sentence in Duan Mingchong, and then misunderstood other more malicious meanings on his own.

But even so, Sui Yan never thought that the dignified prince of a country would admit his mistake directly, and his expression was not hypocritical.

Sui Yan looked at him blankly, before raising his hand for a long time, he whispered, "It hurts..."

Duan Ming Chong hurriedly held his cold hand and blew lightly again.

Suiyan looked down at Duan Mingchong's half face illuminated by the candlelight, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively said, "If...my nature is like this?"

Duan Mingchong: "Huh?"

Suiyan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and said hoarsely, "What if I'm really the kind of... ruthless, ruthless and ruthless villain? Even the kind of child who looks harmless to humans and animals, I can start without changing his face. ... It shows that my nature may not be what His Highness thinks... "

For those self-deprecating words that he was used to saying on weekdays, Sui Yan didn't know how to speak for a while.

Duan Mingchong finally wiped off the grit from his wound and smiled gently: "If your nature is really like this, why did you rush to protect me just now?"

Sui Yan was stunned for a while, and suddenly felt his heart beating violently.

There seemed to be an unknown throbbing in my heart.

Duan Mingchong gently bandaged the wounds on his hands with another clean handkerchief, and said, "Can you still go? I'll take you back to the house now, and this wound needs to be dealt with quickly."

Sui Yan gave it a try, stood up staggeringly, and managed to regain some strength.

Being able to stand firm, Sui Yan was embarrassed to lean on Duan Mingchong. He gathered up his sleeves and seemed to be missing something in his hand. After thinking for a while, he said, "Ah, my little stove."

That was the first thing Duan Mingchong gave him, unless he went to bed at night, he always took it with him.

Duan Mingchong said: "Eighty percent of it is lost, it's fine, just go back to the house and get another one."

Sui Yan thought gloomily, "I just want that."

Duan Ming Chong said, "Go back?"

Suiyan didn't want to go back to the house so soon: "I heard that there will be fireworks in the Temple of the City God in Hai Shi, let's wait."

Duan Mingchong was a little embarrassed: "Hai Shi, is it too late? If you rush back, the palace gate may be locked, and your face doesn't look very good."

When Sui Yan heard that the palace gate was locked, he didn't want him to leave, so he ignored his last words: "Look at it, fireworks. Your Highness, I have never seen fireworks before."

In fact, it is nonsense. The fireworks of the Lantern Festival are always colorful and gorgeous every time they explode at night. The children in Beijing love them for ten minutes. Enjoy the fireworks.

Sui Yan used to look for fun when he was a child, and he naturally watched it, but he wanted to keep him to watch it because he had never seen such a burst of gorgeous fire since he was a child.

Duan Mingchong couldn't take it anymore, he hesitated: "But your hand..."

Sui Yan could not wait to round his arms and give himself a slap to show that he had nothing to do: "A little injury, it's alright, it will scab over later."

Duan Mingchong saw that he seemed to be fine, so he let go: "Then go back after reading it."

Sui Yan nodded: "Okay!"

Duan Mingchong, like a good medicine, directly cured Sui Yan's shivering cowardly appearance. He forgot Duan Xichen, who had suffered thousands of knives, and grabbed Duan Mingchong and ran to the back street. .

There were still two quarters of an hour before Hai, Sui Yan led Duan Ming Chong to turn east and west, and finally stopped at a deserted stone step.

Duan Mingchong followed him up the twelfth floor, which was somewhat decayed. After sitting down, he could directly see the entire lantern night market. The dazzling lanterns were like a fire dragon, spreading into a gentle red line.

Duan Mingchong came back here for the first time, and was a little surprised. His bright eyes reflected a little bit of light, and he looked around curiously - this place is extremely remote, and there are empty and abandoned houses all around.

Duan Mingchong has been in the capital for so many years, but he never knew that there was such a quiet place in this prosperous capital.

"How did you find this place?"

Sui Yan sat next to Duan Mingchong and said with a smile, "I played too crazy when I was a child, and Song Xian accidentally found it."

Duan Mingchong nodded and was about to say something when the wind came from behind him. When he turned around, a dark guard knelt on one knee on the ground.

"Your Highness."

Sui Yan was so frightened by this man's sudden voice that he almost fell, grabbing Duan Mingchong's arm and sitting firmly.

Anwei said: "Your Highness, it is important."

Duan Mingchong patted Sui Yan's hand lightly, and said softly, "Wait for me here for a while."

Sui Yan stared at the dark guard coldly, and said "um" in dissatisfaction.

Duan Mingchong burst into laughter, and stuffed a small bag of pine nuts in his sleeve into his hand, and Sui Yan's face became better.

Duan Mingchong walked down the stone steps slowly, and followed the dark guard to find a corner to stand firm.

The dark guard said bluntly: "His Royal Highness, the night market is mixed with fish and dragons, and it seems that there are people with evil intentions who want to murder the Fifth Highness."

Duan Mingchong frowned: "Have you found who it is?"

"Yes..." The dark guard hesitantly looked at Sui Yan who had his back turned to them, and said softly, "It's from the Marquis of Sui'an Mansion."

Duan Mingchong's pupils shrank.