The palace servants who were serving in the side hall hurried to the outside of the study, and before they had time to go in, they suddenly heard the sound of broken porcelain inside, and there seemed to be the scattered sound of countless things falling to the ground.
The person waiting outside whispered, "What happened? Your Highness is in a hurry right now, so don't bother me if it's not important."
The palace servants complained incessantly: "Little Marquis seems to have fallen ill again, and is now returning to the mansion noisily."
When the man heard it, he stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Your Highness."
Duan Ming Chong's cold voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"
Then the footsteps sounded, and Duan Mingchong opened the door, but his usually warm and jade-like face was as cold as frost at this time, and the eyes looking at people were not warm at all.
Where have the people serving in the East Palace ever seen Duan Mingchong's cold and stern appearance, and hesitantly said: "Xiao, Xiaohou seems to be sick again..."
Hearing this sentence, Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, and then he hurried to the side hall without saying a word.
This time, Suiyan's drug addiction was extremely serious. He seemed to be very awake. He just wanted to go out wearing a coat, but was often stopped by the servants who were guarding outside.
He walked twice, and his face was already impatient, his fingers clucked, and he seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger.
However, when Duan Mingchong pushed the door and entered, Sui Yan, who was about to get angry, immediately pouted as if he was wronged, and said softly, "Your Highness..."
Duan Mingchong still had some bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He quickly stepped forward, supported Sui Yan's arm, and said as softly as possible: "What's wrong?"
Sui Yan was already addicted, and after arguing for a long time, he had already become weak, and when he was touched by Duan Mingchong, he couldn't hold back and fell on him.
Sui Yan grabbed his shirt and whispered, "His Royal Highness, I want to go home."
Duan Mingchong saw that his pupils were a little divergent, and he understood that the fragrance of the medicine was at work. When he thought that this drug addiction was acquired for the purpose of curing stigma, his heart felt as if he had been squeezed and twisted, and it hurt. He almost couldn't breathe.
Duan Mingchong took a light breath, put Sui Yan on the couch in his arms, and said softly, "I won't go home first, I'll go home when I get better, okay?"
Sui Yan's internal organs, including his marrow, were like countless insects gnawing at each other, and he was so uncomfortable that his tears flowed. , I want some incense…”
"Ming Chong, I'm feeling bad... please help me..."
He clings to Duan Mingchong while crying, and his craving for the fragrance of medicine almost drives him crazy with his unclear sanity.
While holding him, Duan Mingchong couldn't help comforting him: "It will be healed soon, soon..."
Suddenly he couldn't speak.
Sui Yan didn't know whether he heard him or not. He was crying for a while, and his hands fluttered and struggled, almost making Duan Mingchong unable to hold back.
During the struggle, Sui Yan's nails scratched Duan Ming Chong's neck again. This time, the force was so great that blood couldn't stop gushing out.
The palace servant exclaimed: "His Royal Highness!"
Everyone hurriedly pulled Duan Mingchong away, and Meng Yu, who had arrived late, hurriedly directed the people, and tied Sui Yan's two hands to the bedpost with a soft red cloth, and let people hold him down. He directly poked a few needles on his acupuncture points and forcibly poured a tranquilizer.
When Royal Doctor Meng was pouring medicine on Sui Yan, Duan Mingchong was sitting on the chair in the outer room with the help of the palace servants, and his expression was a little stunned.
The palace servant bandaged the wound on his neck with all his might, and it must have been extremely painful to have such a wound and apply the gold sore medicine, but Duan Mingchong seemed to be unconscious and sat there in a daze.
Duan Mingchong sat for a while before raising his slightly trembling hand and covering his eyes.
After about half an hour of tossing, Meng Yuyi came out with a gloomy face.
Seeing this, Duan Mingchong hurried up to meet him and wanted to ask, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak for a while.
Doctor Meng Yu said: "It's nothing serious, just feed him medicine every two hours."
Duan Mingchong was speechless and could only nod his head.
Not long after, all the people in the side hall withdrew.
Duan Mingchong's eyes were a little red. He stood in the outer room for a long time before he lifted the bead curtain and entered the inner room.
Sui Yan was tossed a little bit miserably, his sweat-soaked ink hair sticking to his pale cheeks made him look weaker and weaker.
Duan Mingchong just glanced at it, like acupuncture, his eyes were sore.
Sitting on the edge of the couch, he shook hands to hold Sui Yan's wrist that was hanging by the side, and lightly touched the red marks on the wrist, and suddenly felt powerless.
Sui Yan was probably hurt by being touched, so he let out a vague cry.
Duan Mingchong quickly let go of his hand.
Sui Yan didn't sleep peacefully. He had nightmares of being chased and killed all night. In a daze, he suddenly stepped on the air, trembled all over, and opened his eyes in confusion.
As soon as his body became conscious, Sui Yan felt as if he was sticking to a warm object, and the warmth was constantly coming from it, making him feel like clinging to it.
He just woke up, his eyes were still a little blurry, and he rubbed his eyes, only to see that he was curled up in someone's arms.
Sui Yan froze all over and was completely awake.
He raised his head stunned, and directly met Duan Mingchong's gentle eyes - Duan Mingchong didn't know whether he was awakened by no one or his eyes were slightly red.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!" Sui Yan was so frightened that he almost jumped up and looked at him in horror.
Duan Mingchong stretched out his hand and pressed the body he was about to get up, helped him tuck the quilt, and said softly: "Don't let the heat go away, just sleep for a while, it's still early."
Sui Yan glanced at the window and found that it was not yet dawn.
Sui Yan curled up again, leaned back a little unnaturally, turned his back to Duan Mingchong and wrapped his index fingers together in a circle.
After a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, turned over timidly, and whispered, "Why is Your Highness here?"
Duan Mingchong chuckled and said, "You have nightmares at night. I'm worried that you will overturn yourself from the bed, so I come to accompany you."
Sui Yan secretly rejoiced in his heart, thinking that he was treated like this when he had nightmares, and the nightmares were better that day.
He pulled the quilt up and accidentally rubbed against his swollen wrist, "hiss".
Duan Mingchong hurriedly took his hand and blew lightly on the bruised area: "Does it still hurt?"
Suiyan wanted to ask Duan Mingchong about his hand yesterday, but when he saw that Duan Mingchong didn't seem to want to talk about it, he gave up. Today, Duan Mingchong can fall asleep with him, and Suiyan is more courageous. He got up and whispered, "Your Highness, I... am I sleeping well?"
Duan Mingchong said: "Why do you say that?"
Sui Yan scolded: "I still think it's annoying that I mess around, so you made me tie me to the bed."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Anyone with a bit of common sense can tell that the red mark on the wrist is tied by a rope. Sui Yan can't think of what he has done in the end, so he can let Duan Mingchong's gentle temperament bind him. stand up.
- Two more nights.
Sui Yan was startled, wouldn't it be sleepwalking
Duan Mingchong probably knew that he couldn't hide it, so he was silent for a while before saying, "Yu doctor Meng said you are addicted to a certain medicinal fragrance..."
Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the addictive medicinal incense that Jun Jingxing was paired with. He would order it every night when he was in the house a few days ago, and the day Jun Jingxing came back, he ordered it for a while, but he went in the next day. After leaving the palace, I left the medicinal fragrance.
Jun Jingxing's words, "I want to prepare the soothing fragrance as soon as possible, or else I will have your troubles at night" suddenly resounded in his ears, and Suiyan realized that what troubles were talking about was drug addiction.
Duan Mingchong said: "After you get addicted to drugs, you will be delirious looking for incense everywhere. If you don't give it to you, you will get angry. If you are not sleepy and keep you from moving, Meng Yu said that you may still self-harm, so …”
Sui Yan looked at his wrist full of red marks in amazement, and knew nothing about the memory of the drug addiction.
Seeing his appearance, Duan Mingchong hurriedly reassured him: "Fortunately, you used it less before, and it won't take long for you to recover, so don't worry."
Sui Yan Nana nodded and whispered, "I... I'm here to cause trouble to His Highness. As soon as the sun rises, I will leave..."
Duan Mingchong took a breath and tried his best to keep his voice soft: "Be good, you will be cured in the palace and then go back. There is no doctor in your house. If it happens again at night, those servants will not dare to disobey you. I will burn incense for you."
Even if Sui Yan didn't have an impression, he probably knew that when he was addicted to drugs, he would not be very decent at all.
And his embarrassed appearance was completely seen by Duan Mingchong.
Sui Yan felt that he couldn't accept it.
He forced a smile: "No, I will let people throw away the incense and won't use it again. Your Highness doesn't need to worry."
Duan Mingchong wanted to say something else, but Sui Yan pulled the quilt and directly covered his face, turning his back to him and refusing to communicate any more.
Duan Mingchong stared at him blankly, and raised his trembling hand gently, just as he was about to put it on Sui Yan's back, when there was a sudden knock on the door.
Duan Mingchong's hand suddenly retracted.
"What's up?"
Gong Ren said: "His Royal Highness, it's time to go to court."
Duan Mingchong was taken aback.
Suiyan pursed his lips and shrank in the quilt, feeling that Duan Mingchong lifted the quilt and went to bed, and he was suddenly a little disappointed.
He clearly wanted to go back to the mansion on his own initiative, but seeing Duan Ming Chong did not stop him, Sui Yan suddenly felt a surge of grievances, making his eyes sore.
"Let's go to the court." Sui Yan thought sadly and resentfully, "I'll go home as soon as you leave, and I'll never come to you again."
Duan Mingchong put on his coat and walked out of the inner room, opened the door and said to the palace servant who was waiting outside: "Go to His Majesty and give me a leave."
The palace servant was stunned: "A leave?"
The prince has been in the court for more than a year, and he goes to the court every day, rain or shine. The palace staff never thought that he would take the initiative to take leave one day.
Recalling how Duan Mingchong almost smashed everything in the study last night, the palace servant didn't dare to say anything, and bowed and left.
Duan Mingchong closed the door and returned to the inner room again.
Sui Yan was startled by the sound of fine jade stones colliding with the bead curtains. He clenched his hands on the edge of the quilt, revealing his eyes and looked out. When he saw Duan Mingchong sitting on the edge of the couch, his eyes lit up.
Duan Mingchong looked down at him and said, "Listen to my words, go back after you get cured."
Sui Yan suppressed the excitement in his heart, coughed dryly, and whispered, "Will your Highness not go to court?"
Duan Mingchong smiled lightly: "No."
Sui Yan grabbed the quilt's fingers and exerted force, the corners of his lips twitched unconsciously, and said softly, "Why, why?"
Duan Mingchong said: "I'm afraid you will run away, so naturally I have to watch you carefully."
Suiyan's toes tensed, and he lightly kicked the quilt, forcibly suppressing his joyous mood, pretending to be calm, "I, I won't run, I won't run anymore."
Duan Mingchong made a "hmm", blinked and changed his words: "I'm still afraid that you will have nightmares again, and I want to accompany you."
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan's life is too cheap. No one has ever treated him so well. At first, Duan Mingchong's two unintentional provocations made his face flush, and he thought in a daze: "I must be dreaming now."
Duan Mingchong was wearing a robe and his black hair was loose. He lost the usual sense of alienation of grace and luxury, and in Sui Yan's eyes, he looked a little more flamboyant.
Sui Yan was staring at him fiercely, Duan Ming Chong looked down at him, and suddenly smiled lightly.
Sui Yan: "Your Highness?"
Duan Ming Chong said softly: "I once asked you about the administration and the rank of you in the previous dynasty..."
Sui Yan recalled it carefully, and seemed to remember that there was such a thing.
At that time, Duan Mingchong asked him: "You will go to the court after the new year, how can you stand in the court if you continue to be so lazy and do nothing?"
At that time, Sui Yan didn't know that Sui Xun was still alive and the mess that happened later, and he had already planned to die, so Ming Chong's words were extremely aggressive.
Now that I think about it, Sui Yan is a little embarrassed: "Your Highness, I was young and ignorant at the time..."
Duan Mingchong laughed, and it was only after Sui Yan realized that Duan Mingchong was younger than him.
Sui Yan was even more embarrassed.
Duan Ming Chong said: "I don't want to make fun of you, I just want to ask you, do you still want to go to the imperial court now?"
Sui Yan sat up with the quilt in his arms, tilted his head, and thought, "I don't think I said that, but my biggest wish is to eat, drink, eat and wait to die. It's natural to get up every morning and go to the court. And Xijue... Well, I have to wait for my brother to come back and talk to him again, this is not something I can call the shots."
Duan Mingchong said with a smile: "As long as you don't want to, no one can force you."
Sui Yan blinked, not understanding what he meant: "Ah?"
Duan Mingchong said: "For the past few days, the father and the emperor have been talking to the people in the cabinet about letting you go to court. If you don't want to, I will help you push it."
Sui Yan was even more at a loss: "Huh?"
Duan Mingchong pressed his shoulder: "Then I will go to see the emperor later, so I won't eat dinner with you."
Sui Yan can only say "ah".
Duan Mingchong really wanted to tell Sui Yan about this with a serious look, but when he saw the "ah" on his face full of confusion, he couldn't help but smile.
Sui Yan was pushed back to the couch by him, and he couldn't help but grab Duan Mingchong's sleeve.
Duan Ming Chong said: "It's still early, you sleep a little longer, and I'll see if the medicine is being fried."
He was about to leave when Sui Yan completely recovered and grabbed his wrist again.
Duan Mingchong looked back at him without the slightest impatience.
Sui Yan blinked and whispered: "Then what Your Highness means is that in the future, I can ignore the affairs of the court and continue to be my idle prince and play casually, right?"
Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "Yes."
Sui Yan said: "Then... then I have no power or power in the court, if I am bullied... "
He didn't know what to think, pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, and tentatively whispered: "What should I do?"
Duan Mingchong held his hand, put it lightly under the quilt, reached out to trim the strands of hair on his forehead, and said gently, "I will always protect you from now on."
Sui Yan finally got the answer he wanted, covered his face with the quilt, called out silently, and nodded hastily.
Sui Yan has lived for so many years in his previous life and this is the first time he has heard someone say such a thing to him. Rao is because he is not the type to live by others. He was also stabbed by the words for a while, and his mind was like boiling. In general, a little powerless to think.
It wasn't until Duan Mingchong left that Sui Yan poked his head out of the quilt secretly, his cheeks turning red with embarrassment or embarrassment.
"That's great." Sui Yan murmured in a low voice, "It feels like someone is protecting me, so that's what it is."