Sui Yan stepped on the snow and walked for a while, then looked back and saw that Duan Ruwang was nowhere to be seen, and he was relieved.
Before Suiyan got into the carriage, Tong Wuxiao gave him a wink, someone should catch up within a moment, and he was not in a hurry, so he casually found a tree to lean against.
It's probably not suitable to go out today, Sui Yan just leaned on it when the tree shook for a while, and the snow on the branches fell down, hitting him straight on the head.
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan almost jumped up and pulled the snow out of his neck, but the snow melted quickly when it touched his neck, and the ice water kept digging up his back, and his lips were blue and purple after a while.
Sui Yan finally pulled out the rest of the snow, but the blood in his palm rubbed against the front of his shirt and his neck, looking shocking.
He crouched down and frowned and wiped the blood off his hands little by little with snow. After thinking about it, he was probably too bored to wait, so he simply built a snowman on the ground.
It's just that the snowman has not yet been built, and there is a sound of hoofs in the distance.
Sui Yan had no choice but to stand up, turn around and look, his face suddenly turned green.
Duan Zhisu and Song Xian rode a horse and led people from afar, with bows on their backs, as if they were out hunting.
Sui Yan suddenly wanted to fall into the snow and pretend to be dead.
Before he could act, he heard Song Xian's voice shouting not far away: "Your Highness, that person... did you forget to return?"
Suiyan didn't have so many scruples against Duan Zhisu and Song Xian, and turned around and ran away without saying a word.
The sound of horse hooves followed, getting closer and closer, and finally Duan Zhisu and Song Xian rode their horses to his side, blocking Sui Yan's way.
Sui Yanpi didn't smile, so he could only salute: "I have seen Your Highness."
He was standing in the snow in a thin shirt, his face was frozen white, his lips were shaking slightly, and he looked extremely weak and pitiful.
Duan Zhisu got off his horse with a cold face, took off his cloak and put it on Sui Yan, and said coldly, "What are you doing on the hunting ground alone? Why is there blood on your clothes?"
Sui Yan was shivering from the cold, but when Duan Zhisu came to cover him, he instinctively wanted to refuse, but when the cloak fell on his shoulders to block the howling wind, he suddenly changed his mind and hurriedly grabbed the cover of the wind. Clothes are gone.
"It's nothing, I wiped a small wound, it's fine."
Song Xian also got off the horse and tutted his tongue at Sui Yan: "General Suixun often came to the hunting ground to hunt a few days ago. Why are you here today? You are really a rare visitor."
Sui Yan rolled his eyes and smiled at him, "Come here."
Song Xian stepped forward and said, "What?"
Sui Yan grabbed his collar and ripped it open, and shoved the snowball hidden in his hand directly into Song Xian's clothes.
Song Xian shouted "Ow" and was beaten to the ground by the ice.
Sui Yan laughed jerkily.
Song Xian roared while pulling on the collar to get the snow ball out: "The new year forgets to return! I think you are trying to find death!"
Suiyan said: "You deserve it, next time you talk in such a yin and yang manner, I will bury you in the snowdrift."
Song Xian: "Age, forget, return!"
Song Xian finally got the snow out of his clothes and angrily wanted to arrest him.
Sui Yan hurriedly ran behind Duan Zhisu and said, "Don't, don't move, you collided with Your Highness, you can't afford this crime."
Song Xian almost laughed at him.
Duan Zhisu, who was watching from the side, was a little helpless. He tilted his head and glanced at Sui Yan, and it seemed that something was wrong.
"Forgot to go home?"
Sui Yan was busy dodging Song Xian's hand, when he heard the words, he casually said "um": "Why - I said don't arrest me again, do you want to fight a snowball fight? How old are you?"
Song Xian was so angry that he almost went to heaven.
Duan Zhisu suddenly said, "Chonghui, stop."
Song Xian was about to speak when he saw Duan Zhisu grabbing Sui Yan's shoulder and whispering, "Don't make trouble, you're sick."
Sui Yan looked at him suspiciously and said, "I don't."
Duan Zhisu put his hand on his forehead with a cold face, and said, "You are so hot, your face is red, why don't you say it?"
Hearing this, Song Xian calmed down his anger and gathered around, he put on Sui Yan's face and frowned: "Really, why are you appearing in this kind of wilderness today, you haven't put on your coat yet, and follow you What about people, where did they all die?"
Sui Yan touched his forehead suspiciously: "Really? It should be the wind, it's nothing major."
Duan Zhisu half wrapped around his shoulders and led him forward: "I'll take you back to the house, and you're really..."
Duan Zhisu didn't know what to say, so he could only look at him hatefully.
Sui Yan didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore, so he quickly refused: "No need, someone will come to pick me up later, don't bother Your Highness, just keep on hunting."
He was about to break free from Duan's solemn hand, but he felt the hand holding his shoulder suddenly tighten.
Duan Zhisu looked at him indifferently and said, "Do you want me to watch you freeze here?"
Sui Yan was choked: "uh... but they're coming soon... "
Duan Zhisu still didn't let him wait here alone. He was thinking about whether to carry him to the horse when he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.
The three of them turned around to look, and saw Duan Mingchong riding a white horse, coming over with a blank expression.
Duan Mingchong's black coat was extremely conspicuous in the icy sky and snow, and he came close almost instantly.
He got off the horse with a cold face, looked at Duan Zhisu's hand on Sui Yan's shoulder, and his pupils shrank fiercely.
Song Xian hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Duan Zhisu frowned and was about to speak when he saw Duan Ming Chongping stretch out his hand and said to Sui Yan, "Ayan, come here."
Only then did Suiyan come back to his senses. He shook off his solemn hand and whispered, "I told you that someone will come pick me up."
As he said, he stretched out his hand and was grabbed tightly by Duan Mingchong. Before he could leave, Duan Mingchong applied force violently and stumbled into his arms.
After Sui Yan was taken away by Sui Xun, Duan Mingchong started to follow him. Seeing Sui Xun's reaction, he probably guessed something, so he kept trying to catch up and explain a thing or two.
It's just that there are too many people in Tianshui Lane, so he didn't keep up for a while, so he had to take someone to wait at the gate of Hou's Mansion.
He waited for a long time, but instead of waiting for Sui Yan, he waited for the person Duan Ruwang sent to inform him.
Knowing that Sui Yan was taken away by Duan Ruwang and left in a deserted hunting ground, Duan Mingchong was in a strange calm. He asked where Sui Yan was. people come.
After seeing Sui Yan being half-circled by Duan Zhisu in his arms, the false calm that was pulled by an invisible thread was completely broken.
Like a drop of water falling into a calm lake, layers of ripples and waves are instantly set off.
When Duan Mingchong finally embraced Sui Yan in his arms, it seemed that he was finally at ease, but the fear after the calm suddenly turned upside down.
He tightly controlled the fear and panic in his heart. He wanted to grab something with his hands, but because he was holding Sui Yan, he didn't dare to exert any force, so he could only endure it.
Sui Yan was held in his arms gently by Duan Mingchong, and he was very happy for a while.
He was clinging to Duan Mingchong's body, and only then did he realize that Duan Mingchong's body was tense, his heart was beating very fast, and he seemed to be desperately suppressing something.
Sui Yan looked up suspiciously: "Your Highness?"
Only then did Duan Zhisu say: "His Royal Highness, why did you come to the hunting ground so coincidentally?"
Duan Mingchong took a light breath and reluctantly said, "Unfortunately, it's not as good as yours."
He lost his usual Wen Qiruyu, his jaw clenched tightly, and his whole person had a strange indifference.
Duan Zhisu and Song Xian had never seen such an abnormal Duan Mingchong, they looked at each other and were a little puzzled.
Duan Mingchong was not in the mood to be ignorant with them. He looked at Sui Yan, who was quiet in his arms, and glanced at the clothes on his shoulders, his brows furrowed even tighter.
Suiyan: "Your Highness, how did you know I was here?"
Duan Mingchong didn't answer, he tore off Sui Yan's clothes with a cold face, handed it over to Duan Zhisu, and said, "Thank you, Brother Sanhuang."
Duan Zhisu was stunned for a moment, and Song Xian hurriedly stepped forward to take the cape.
Both of them were a little puzzled. Why did Sui Yan wear clothes, and the prince wanted to thank them.
Suiyan was suddenly pulled off his windproof clothes, and before he felt cold, Duan Mingchong opened his wide cloak and embraced him, protecting him to the side of the horse.
Suiyan was about to speak when Duan Mingchong suddenly hugged his waist, and with a sudden force, he carried him on the horse's back.
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan was startled, and hurriedly held on to the saddle.
Duan Ming Chong nodded towards Duan Zhisu expressionlessly, turned over and sat behind Sui Yan, wrapped Sui Yan tightly with his cloak, and said indifferently, "Brother Three Emperors, Ming Chong is leaving first."
As he spoke, without waiting for Duan Zhisu to answer, he grabbed the horse's belly and rode away.
Duan Zhisu and Song Xian stood there, looking at each other.
After a long while, Song Xian shuddered and said, "Why do I look at these two people, so strange? Your Highness, what do you think?"
Duan Zhisu seemed to notice it too, he frowned and reprimanded, "Don't talk nonsense."
Song Xian suddenly fell silent.
The "weird" two people rode their horses in the snow, and the atmosphere was a little weird.
Sui Yan leaned in front of Duan Mingchong, raised his head slightly to look at Duan Mingchong from the gap of the cloak, and found that Duan Mingchong still had that cold look, and seemed to have no intention of paying attention to him.
But just now, his concern for Sui Yan was real, and Sui Yan was a little unsure of what was wrong with him.
But thinking about it carefully, 80% of Duan Mingchong was angry that he followed that lunatic Duan Ruwang away without saying anything.
Sui Yan considered it for a long time, and then asked in a low voice, "How does Your Highness know that I am here?"
Duan Ming Chong held the reins tightly in his hands, took a deep breath, and said with difficulty, "I saw the person who is Duan Ruwang."
Sui Yan said "Oh", and he said that Duan Ruwang is not too crazy, he has a little conscience.
Suiyan was afraid that Duan Mingchong would think too much, so he quickly explained: "He just asked me to say a few words at random. I saw the snow outside was very good, so I came down to enjoy the snow. It's really no big deal. Don't worry about it, Your Highness."
Duan Mingchong did not speak with a cold face.
Sui Yan thought to himself, "Oh, I'm really angry."
Duan Mingchong wouldn't be angry no matter how Sui Yan was tossing around on weekdays, but this time he didn't do anything - what he thought - Duan Mingchong was so angry that he didn't even speak to himself.
This is how to do? Sui Yan thought hard, but he had either a bad idea or a ghost idea in his head. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know how to coax people.
Sui Yan had never been treated so coldly by Duan Mingchong before, and he was not used to it, and his heart was also a little sour.
He thought about it for a long time before carefully pulling Duan Mingchong's collar: "Your Highness."
Duan Ming Chongyu lowered his eyelashes slightly and looked down at him.
Sui Yan lightly grabbed one of his hands and put it on his forehead, and said slowly, "You... you touch it, am I sick?"
Duan Mingchong: "…"
"If I get sick, I'm afraid I'll be bedridden for half a month."
Sui Yan made persistent efforts and spread out the scabbed palm to show him: "My hand is still broken and bleeding a lot."
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