At first, Duan Mingchong thought he was in a daze, and stretched out his arms to half embrace him and wanted to take him to the bed, but Sui Yan didn't know what was going on, and suddenly fluttered out of his arms and continued to lean on the incense burner. , with a dazed expression, he touched the carvings on the censer with his hands.
Duan Mingchong was surprised.
The palace servant on the side whispered: "Little Marquis has already a stick of incense, no matter how he persuades him, he must stay at the incense burner."
It was only then that Duan Mingchong felt that something was wrong. He tried to step forward and touched Sui Yan's forehead, it was hot as far as he could touch.
Sui Yan probably felt comfortable, and raised his head slightly to rub his hand.
"Go and find a doctor."
The palace servants ran away in a hurry.
Duan Mingchong took a deep breath and whispered, "Ayan, do you still recognize me?"
Sui Yan looked at him dazedly before saying, "Ming, Ming Chong."
Duan Mingchong's voice became softer: "It's cold in the ground, can you go to bed and fall asleep?"
Sui Yan looked at him blankly, then tilted his head for a while, and said, "Then will you give me some incense?"
Duan Mingchong was puzzled, would you like incense
Duan Mingchong hurriedly coaxed him: "Okay, light incense, I'll order it right away."
Then Sui Yan stretched out a hand towards him and said aggrieved: "I can't stand up anymore, you pull me."
Duan Ming Chong sighed, and simply picked him up halfway, and finally put him on the bed.
Sui Yan was lying on the couch, fluttering incessantly, murmuring, "Incense, Ming Chong, light incense."
Duan Mingchong sat on the edge of the couch and pressed his hand to save him from hurting himself, so he comforted: "It's fine, I'll give you some incense right away."
Soon, the palace servants placed the soothing incense in the incense burner and lit it.
Suiyan took a sniff and suddenly became angry, slapped Duan Mingchong's hand away: "This is not my incense!"
Duan Mingchong: "What?"
Sui Yan struggled to get off the bed, Duan Ming Chong hurriedly held him down, grabbed his hands and trapped him in his arms: "Ayan?!"
As soon as the addiction to the medicinal fragrance came up, Sui Yan didn't have much energy, and after struggling for a while, he was held in his arms by Duan Mingchong.
"Ming Chong, Ming Chong..."
He has been softly calling Duan Mingchong's name, crying and laughing for a while, clamoring for that incense.
Duan Mingchong had been holding him tightly, and he scratched a bloodstain on his neck during the chaos.
Not long after, Yuyi Meng, who was on duty at the Taiyuan Hospital, came over in a hurry. Seeing Sui Yan's appearance, he hurriedly asked people to hold his hands down, probed up and down, and made people boil the soothing medicine to give Sui Yan. down.
After tossing until the fifth watch, Sui Yan fell into a drowsy sleep.
Meng Yuyi looked worried and said, "Your Highness, it seems that Young Master is still addicted to some kind of medicinal fragrance."
Duan Mingchong frowned and said, "Addicted?"
"It's like five stone powder." Meng Yuyi explained, "I am afraid that the stigma was too toxic at the time, so I had to use this medicinal fragrance to relieve pain, and I became addicted after going over and over again."
Duan Mingchong was a little stunned, and said with difficulty: "Can it be cured...?"
Doctor Meng Yu said: "Looking at the appearance of the little Marquis, it shouldn't take long. When the attack happened, it was just like before. Noisy to ask for incense, it would be no problem if I had to pass it by, but in the future, that kind of medicinal fragrance will not be able to be used again. touched."
Duan Mingchong nodded.
After sending Royal Doctor Meng away, Duan Mingchong returned to the side hall.
Sui Yan didn't sleep very well, because there was a circle of finger marks on the wrist that was strangled when he was struggling, and it was shocking to see.
Soon it was time to go to court, and Duan Mingchong didn't plan to go to sleep anymore. He simply turned over the ointment, applied the medicine little by little to the finger marks on Sui Yan's wrist, and wrapped it gently with white gauze.
He sat beside the couch and stared blankly at Sui Yan's sleeping face for a long time, before being urged by the palace servants to change into court clothes and go to court.
Sui Yan slept until the third day of the night before he woke up. He rubbed his eyes in a daze, and when he sat up, he found a dull pain in his wrist and was wrapped in white gauze a few times.
He didn't have any impression of what happened last night. He looked at it again and again in doubt. At this moment, Duan Ming Chong pushed in the door, saw him wake up, and said with a smile, "It's just right to wake up, and the medicine has just been boiled."
Sui Yan didn't know why: "What medicine?"
Duan Ming Chong Qi said: "You don't remember?"
"Ah?" Sui Yan lifted the quilt, picked up the clothes on the side and put it on, and said vaguely, "What happened last night, I have a fever again?"
Seeing that Sui Yan didn't seem to remember it, Duan Mingchong nodded calmly and said, "Well, yes."
Sui Yan was served and washed and sat obediently at the table.
The palace servant brought the medicine to him, and he was not as noisy as he was in the Hou's Mansion.
Seeing that he had finished drinking, Duan Ming Chong smiled and said, "Is it alright to have a medicinal meal at noon?"
Sui Yan was stunned: "Ah? Am I not going back to the manor?"
Duan Mingchong reached out and touched Sui Yan's palm, and found that it was a bit ice, so he asked someone to bring a small stove and stuff it into his palm, and said lightly: "I went to your place a few days ago, and I heard someone say you don't want to watch it. Doctor, what's going on?"
Suiyan didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, blinked his eyes and said, "Now the Fifth Highness is injured, and the imperial hospital is in a mess. I only have a minor illness and pain, and I'll be fine after taking the medicine. one trip."
Duan Mingchong seemed to have expected that he would answer this, and smiled: "If that's the case, then you should stay in the palace for a few more days, the East Palace is also relatively close to the residence of the Fifth Emperor, and Royal Doctor Meng will drop by every day. It's no trouble to diagnose and treat you once or twice."
Sui Yan: "…"
Suiyan couldn't figure out how he just slept, how the world has become like this - yesterday, he was still in the East Palace and didn't want to leave.
Being able to be with Duan Mingchong all the time in the East Palace, Sui Yan naturally has no objection, he nodded and said, "Then the emperor..."
When Duan Mingchong heard his answer, he breathed a sigh of relief without a trace, and said, "I told my father and emperor earlier this morning, and he agreed."
Suiyan said "oh", and was even more at a loss, not knowing why Duan Mingchong prepared so well in advance.
After the meal, Doctor Meng came over again, checked the pulse of the reluctant Sui Yan, and left after leaving a prescription.
Sui Yan hated the imperial doctor to give him a prescription the most. He curled his lips and said, "His Royal Highness, how long should I drink? It's just a fever, it's nothing serious."
Duan Mingchong smiled: "Don't you like to drink medicine?"
Sui Yan whispered: "Who would like to drink medicine."
Duan Mingchong handed the recipe to the palace servant for decoction, and then handed over the prepared cakes to Sui Yan, saying, "Then I'll accompany you to drink with you later."
Sui Yan was lying on the soft couch by the window and reading a book, when he heard this, he almost fell off the couch and stared at Duan Mingchong with wide eyes.
"Your Highness?"
Duan Mingchong said: "What's wrong?"
Sui Yan saw that his expression turned out to be serious, and hurriedly said: "It's a three-point poison, Your Highness is in good health, or don't, don't mess around, I drink, I drink, and I drink it obediently?"
Duan Mingchong put a small blanket over him and said, "Take good care of your body and don't always think wildly."
Sui Yan lay on the small soft couch and said innocently, "I'm not thinking wildly."
Duan Mingchong did not speak.
Royal Doctor Meng examined Suiyan's pulse that day, and found two more serious symptoms, one is the stigma and poison, and the other is depression.
If the residual poison in the body is well maintained, it can be removed slowly, but the other one is not so easy to treat.
Duan Mingchong recalled what Meng Yuyi said, and his face sank slightly.
"Looking at the pulse, the little Marquis seems to have been thinking too much for many years and is depressed. Usually, it doesn't matter if he looks at it, but if it gets worse, he may have thoughts of self-mutilation or suicide."
Meng Yuyi's remarks reminded Duan Mingchong of how Sui Yan walked towards the lake almost bewildered at the banquet in the palace a few years ago.
Suiyan looked lively and active on weekdays. If it wasn't for Meng Yuyi's words, Duan Mingchong would hardly have imagined that he would still suffer from emotional depression.
"Is there any medicine to cure it?"
Meng Yuyi wondered: "This depends on the little prince himself."
Duan Mingchong couldn't figure out why Sui Yan, who grew up in a honeypot, would continue to think wildly for so many years, to the point of suffocation, and how much of his usual gags and indulgences are true
Duan Mingchong inhaled lightly, and after a long time he forced a smile: "It's good not to think too much about it."
In the afternoon, Duan Ming Chong sent someone to go to Sui'anhou's house to pick up some clothes. Not long after, two cars were brought in in a mighty manner. Those who didn't know it thought that Sui Xiaohou was going to marry in the East Palace.
Duan Mingchong was also taken aback. Seeing that the palace staff were moving the boxes one by one, he hurriedly asked, "Isn't it just enough to move the supplies for a few days, why did you bring so much?"
The palace servants were also full of expressions: "The housekeeper of the Marquis of Sui'an said that the little Marquis is extremely difficult to serve, and even if he is idle, he has to toss and change several clothes every day, as well as some of his usual small toys and snacks. It's all jammed up."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
The servants moved lightly in the side hall, Duan Mingchong didn't want to go back, he sighed faintly, and when he returned to the bedroom, he found that Sui Yan covered the book on his face, not knowing when he had fallen asleep. went.
Duan Mingchong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he fell into a deep sleep without heart and soul.
Duan Ming Chong lightly carried him to the couch and covered him with the quilt. Sui Yan was moved in a daze, and he didn't wake up. He didn't know what to say, turned over and went back to sleep.
At this time, the servant came in with a box: "His Royal Highness."
Duan Mingchong gave him a "shh", put down the curtain and walked out of the inner room, before saying, "What's in that box?"
Gong Ren said: "The housekeeper said that it is the incense that Xiaohou Ye uses on weekdays."
Duan Mingchong's pupils shrank, he stepped forward and opened the lid to take a look. Seeing that it seemed to be a brand new incense, he didn't know what to think, so he closed the lid without looking.
"Don't put it in the side hall first, take it to Meng Yu's doctor to check and check."
Gong Ren said: "Yes."
Suiyan was extremely lethargic after drinking the medicine. She stared and slept for an afternoon. In the evening, Duan Ming Chong coaxed her to take some medicine and fell asleep again.
After Duan Mingchong waited for him to fall asleep, he got up and went to the study. The palace servant who was working for him was waiting with a box.
"What's wrong with that incense?"
Gong Ren said, "Doctor Meng said, it's just an ordinary soothing incense with a few extra special medicines added, but it doesn't get in the way."
Duan Mingchong nodded: "How about the thing you asked you to investigate?"
The palace servant put down the box, clicked on the ground with one knee, and said in a low voice, "Sui Xiaohou is stigmatized at the birthday banquet of the third prince."
Duan Mingchong shook his hand and almost knocked the inkstone beside him to the ground. He couldn't believe it: "Duan Zhisu... Isn't he in a good relationship with Suiyan? Why do you want to hurt him?"
The palace servant's face was pale, and he bowed his head on the ground before saying with difficulty: "The third prince is not the young prince, but your highness..."
Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes.
He suddenly remembered the wine he hadn't had time to drink at that time, and the Sui Yan who was extremely lucid the moment before, but suddenly became drunk and bumped into him when he was about to drink.
Duan Mingchong figured this out, and suddenly felt cold all over his body.
The reason why Sui Yan has become this frail and sickly appearance is all because of...
because of yourself