Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 58: Compared

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Sui Yan greedily rubbed Duan Ming Chong's warm palm for a while, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

The hand he held on the back of Duan Ming Chong's hand froze suddenly, and looked up at him with difficulty.

Duan Mingchong looked at him with a smile, without the disgust and alienation he imagined on his face.

Only then did Sui Yan breathe a sigh of relief. He gently put down Duan Mingchong's hand, and said in a sullen voice, "Offending Your Highness, I was stunned just now."

Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "It's nothing, did the sovereign doctor do something to offend you?"

Sui Yan gritted his teeth with hatred, he just wanted to find a place to beat Jun Jingxing, he didn't say anything to Duan Ming Chong, and he didn't know how to speak, no matter what he said, it would be shameful for him, so he had to say : "No, I just want to discuss something with him, it's not very important."

Duan Mingchong knew that this was a lie from the way he was so angry that he almost jumped on the spot, and he didn't mention it with empathy when he saw that he didn't want to say it.

Sui Yan said, "Why did Your Highness come to the Hou residence today?"

Duan Ming Chong said: "I just came to pass the decree on behalf of the father, and I came to congratulate General Sui, so I wanted to come and see you. You seemed to be..."

Sui Yan immediately said: "Don't mention yesterday, don't mention it! Please don't mention it, Your Highness!"

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong blinked: "What?"

Suiyan said bitterly: "Just don't mention it, don't ask anything, I'll invite your Highness to go to the bar in my courtyard. The Lord God Doctor made a few jars of peach blossom wine by himself a few years ago, and I dug it out for His Highness to have a taste, and promise to be in harmony with the palace. The wine in it tastes different."

Duan Ming Chong Qi said: "The wine of the sovereign doctor? Did he let you dig it?"

Sui Yan: "Who cares that he will die? Let's go, it's planted under the cherry tree in my yard, I'll let someone take a shovel—Haitang? Haitang!"

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong didn't hold him alone, Sui Yan ran out in a rush, and after a while, he and Haitang came over with a shovel in high spirits.

Duan Mingchong: "Ayan..."

He had just called out his name when Sui Yan grabbed his hand and quickly ran towards the yard.

Duan Mingchong was pulled by him to trot all the way, and finally stopped under the bare cherry tree.

The cherry tree was also covered with small red lanterns the size of palms by Sui Yan and Haitang on a ladder, and there were also small red tassel tassels hanging below, which looked very festive.

Sui Yan looked up at the cherry tree slightly, ran around the tree for half a circle, and then determined the position. He tilted his head slightly and smiled at Duan Ming Chong: "His Royal Highness, come quickly, it's here!"

The young man's smile was flamboyant and wanton, standing in the shattered red, Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment.

"Your Highness?"

Only then did Duan Mingchong come back to his senses, and he walked over a little helplessly, and lowered his eyes to hide the inexplicable panic and throbbing in his heart: "Come on."

Sui Yan and Haitang carried shovels and dug a deep hole under the cherry tree, while Duan Mingchong watched, but was rather absent-minded.

Haitang suddenly said, "Master, the shovel seems to have hit something."

Sui Yan squatted beside the pit and hurriedly said, "Dig it out!"

Haitang and Jun Jingxing were used to getting along and liked the only genius doctor who could control his own young master. He hesitated, "Young Master, this was buried by the gentleman on purpose. It looks very precious, so you are like this. You dig people's wine without saying hello, isn't it... "

Is it a little unkind

Suiyan heard his unfinished words and sneered: "Why didn't he think about being kind or not when he passed the fake news to me? Stop talking nonsense, dig it for me, I just dig a jar of wine and try it out. What's wrong with entertaining guests by the way? Is he so stingy?"

No one could refute Sui Yan's righteous reasoning, Haitang didn't dare to say any more, and with a "hey", her subordinates exerted force to shovel away a little soil, revealing a wine jar.

Suiyan pointed, "That's it! Just it, give it to me."

Haitang was covered in dirt, and she picked up the soiled wine jar and said, "This is all mud, be careful if you stain the young master's clothes, I'll find something to wipe it clean first, and then give it to me. Take it to your room."

Sui Yan was still very relieved about Haitang, stood up and patted the soil on the hem of his clothes: "Okay, go and come back quickly."

Haitang ran away like a wine rabbit.

Only then did Sui Yan turn around: "Your Highness, let's go to the house... Your Highness, Your Highness?"

Suiyan called several times before Duan Mingchong came back to his senses: "I'm here, what's wrong?"

Sui Yan had rarely seen Duan Ming Chong's trance for no reason, and was stunned for a moment before saying, "I just said entering the house."

Duan Mingchong nodded: "Okay."

The two entered Sui Yan's room, there was a faint soothing fragrance in the room, the window was half open, and at a glance, they could see the plum blossoms blooming outside the window.

Suiyan entertained Duan Mingchong and sat down. After a while, Haitang brought a small stove and set it aside, warmed the wine on it, and soon the wine rolled.

Suiyan poured Duan Mingchong a cup and handed it over, as if offering a treasure: "Your Highness, have a taste."

In the last life, when Yuejian had nothing to do, he would make wine for him to drink, but Sui Wanggui was not in good health at that time, and even if he could drink, it could only be some mild peach blossom wine or medicinal wine, and others that were stronger should not be used. Think about it.

Duan Mingchong took the cup, took a sip, and said with a chuckle, "It's not bad."

Sui Yan was very proud with his eyes bent, as if he was complimenting himself.

Duan Ming Chong finished his drink in a slow manner, saw that Sui Yan didn't seem to have any plans to drink, and asked in doubt, "Aren't you going to try it?"

Suiyan shook his head: "I can't drink."

Duan Mingchong was taken aback: "What?"

Three years ago, at the small New Year's banquet in the palace, it seemed that Sui Yan had been drinking, but since then, it seemed that Sui Yan had never touched it.

Sui Yan pursed his lips, glanced at the rolling wine, and said after a long time, "I liked it at first, but then I vomited after drinking it, and my throat hurts."

Duan Mingchong's hand froze.

Seeing Duan Mingchong's sudden sinking face, Suiyan realized that he might have misunderstood something, and said hurriedly: "No, no, it's not that there is a problem with this wine, it's purely my own problem."

Duan Mingchong saw that the more he explained, the more confused he became, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.

He suddenly remembered.

Strictly speaking, Sui Yan's not drinking started at Duan Zhisu's birthday feast.

Because that day, he drank a glass of poisonous wine.

Duan Mingchong only felt that the heart that had been beating wildly just now suddenly sank to the bottom, and it hurt a little when it hit his chest.

In a trance, Sui Yan became addicted to drugs before he stayed in the East Palace, and he seemed to say something.

"I'm sore."

"Your Highness, don't drink."

Three years later, the painful murmur still resounds in my ears.

Duan Mingchong suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

He swayed slightly, and some of the wine in his hand spilled and fell on the hem of his clothes.

Sui Yan was taken aback: "Your Highness! Are you alright?"

He hurriedly took the cup from Duan Mingchong's hand, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the wine on Duan Mingchong's clothes indiscriminately.

Suiyan originally just thought that Duan Mingchong was too difficult to overcome. If he wanted to pretend to be pitiful and make him hurt him more, it would be better if he could stay in the East Palace for a while to avoid Sui Xun's marriage urging attack. .

But he didn't expect that he only said one sentence, and Duan Mingchong was stimulated like this, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Duan Mingchong put one hand on his chest, took a deep breath, and smiled reluctantly: "It's alright, probably because the wine rushed to the head, it will be fine in a while."

Sui Yan worried: "But your face is pale, is it really okay?"

Duan Mingchong said with difficulty: "No, really not, just rest for a while."

Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Sui Yan had a rare wink and didn't ask more. He asked Haitang to remove the wine and sat with Duan Mingchong for a while, and Duan Mingchong's face became much better.

The more Duan Mingchong saw Sui Yan's thin appearance, the more ashamed he felt, but he didn't know how to make up for it.

"It's my fault that I was too indecisive when I was young, and it should be my retribution." Duan Mingchong said, "He is the most innocent..."

The most innocent people, by accident, were involved in the disputes of the royal family and became the most tragic victims.

Duan Mingchong recalled what the emperor had taught him since he was a child - brother and brother Gong.

Duan Mingchong thought indifferently, how did my brothers and sisters treat me

Seeing Duan Mingchong's face getting more and more ugly, Sui Yan scolded himself for nothing, and said cautiously, "Your Highness, your clothes are all wet. If you don't change your clothes, it will be bad if you catch a cold."

Duan Mingchong slowly regained his senses, his body was a little weak, and he didn't even want to disguise his usual gentle smile, he said hoarsely: "Okay."

Suiyan led Duan Mingchong to the inner room, fiddled around in the closet, and finally pulled out a new set of ink-colored clothes that had just been delivered a few days ago - he didn't like wearing black, and always felt too gloomy, so he directly It was stuffed to the bottom of the closet, and I planned to never wear it again, but I didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

Standing in front of the screen, Duan Mingchong untied the jade from his belt and hung it on the edge of the screen.

When Sui Yan Dian Dian ran out holding the clothes, Duan Ming Chong had already taken off his outer robe and stood there with only a middle coat, his expression was a little dazed.

Sui Yan shook his hand and almost threw the clothes in his hand.

Sui Yan only saw Duan Ming Chong's appearance when he went to bed on weekdays three years ago. At that time, both of them were still young. Sui Yan quietly touched Duan Ming Chong's waist. touch.

Since then, there has been no such bliss, because every time he sees Duan Mingchong, he always wraps himself tightly in a robe, and even in summer, he rarely wears thin clothes - this makes Suiyan feel embarrassed.

After all, this was the first time in three years that Sui Yan saw Duan Mingchong in a thin shirt.

Now he just glanced at it and wanted to hide his face and cry.

Duan Mingchong doesn't know how he has grown in recent years, even if he is half a head taller than Sui Yan. At this time, he took off his shirt, and his whole body was actually more dressed than Sui Yan, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. The legs are long and slender, and it is the figure that Sui Yan dreams of.

It was only at this moment that Duan Mingchong suddenly realized that he was not in the East Palace. He lowered his eyes a little embarrassedly, his ears were a little red, and whispered: "Ayan...clothes, clothes..."

Sui Yan's eyes were red with envy and jealousy, and he handed over the clothes tremblingly.

Duan Mingchong took it and hurriedly put it on his body.

Sui Yan didn't even know how to wear the newly made new clothes. Duan Mingchong was flustered again and didn't know how to tie his belt after messing around for a long time.

Sui Yan's eyes were slightly red, and he whispered, "His Royal Highness, let me help you."

Duan Mingchong felt that it would be more embarrassing to go on like this, so he nodded.

Sui Yan came over and stood beside Duan Mingchong. A faint scent of sandalwood rushed towards his face. He shook his hands and put the clothes on Duan Mingchong's shoulders, and touched Duan Mingchong's shoulders without a trace. .

Sui Yan wailed in his heart: "The arms are so strong! It doesn't seem to suit the clothes."

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong felt uncomfortable when he touched him, but he didn't want to hide, so he had to stay in place with red ears, and let Sui Yan touch his arm.

Sui Yan touched for a while, shifted his target, adjusted his clothes randomly, and then put his hand on the tie around his waist.

Suddenly, I touched it again.

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Sui Yan felt the powerful muscles under his palm, and then compared the soft flesh on his waist, almost crying.