Early the next morning, Jun Jingxing kicked the door with hot water.
"Master Hou, are you awake?"
He put the water on the shelf, walked to the inner room and hung the layered bed curtains on the hooks, and said to Sui Yan who was under the quilt, "How do you feel now?"
Sui Yan was very tired yesterday, was poked a few times and drank medicine, and finally woke up naturally after sleeping all night.
He fiddled with the quilt twice, struggling to stick his head out, his face was still a little pale, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm still a little uncomfortable."
When Jun Jingxing heard his voice changed, he frowned and sat down and touched his head, "When did you sleep last night?"
Sui Yan didn't know why: "Cough... you asked me to sleep and I fell asleep. What time did it come, don't you remember?"
Jun Jingxing: "But the prince..."
Suiyan sat up with sleepy eyes on his arms, but before he got up, he fell back again, all limp, nearly throwing himself into a daze.
Jun Jingxing hurriedly supported him.
"You're still burning, so don't get up. I'll ask someone to decoct you."
Every winter, Sui Yan would have a serious illness, but this year it was very early. Jun Jing Xing frowned and pressed him back into the quilt, thinking that Sui Yan was ill, and he was afraid that he would not have a good year in this Hou's residence.
Sui Yan was so dizzy with a fever that he was lying in the quilt and wanted to sleep, but there was a constant noise in his ears, as if countless people were whispering in his ear, so he raised his hand to cover his ears.
"See you on the moon, it's so noisy."
Jun Jingxing had just ordered Hao Haitang to decoct the medicine, and when he came back, he saw Sui Yan's face was pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.
Suiyan: "Don't let him talk, it's so noisy!"
Jun Jingxing leaned forward and rubbed his temple lightly, "Who is talking, what did you hear?"
Sui Yan was a little confused, looked at him with his eyes open, desperately trying to hear the voice in his ears, but couldn't hear anything.
He frowned and said, "I don't know, please don't let him talk anymore, I want to sleep..."
[Why did you kiss me?]
Sui Yan screamed, "Ah!"
Jun Jingxing was taken aback by him, so he hurriedly held his shoulders to prevent him from going crazy: "What's the matter? Don't be afraid, no one is talking, you are stunned, wait for a while - Haitang, try to take medicine as soon as possible. Some!"
Haitang's voice came from outside: "Hey! Good!"
Sui Yan listened to the voice that seemed to come from the depths of his memory, opened his eyes in shock, grabbed Jun Jingxing's hand tremblingly, and trembled like a ghost: "Are you talking just now?"
Jun Jingxing was inexplicable: "I asked Haitang to decoct the medicine..."
Suiyan: "No, no! You asked me 'why kiss you'."
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Jun Jingxing looked at him blankly.
Sui Yan covered his head, looking like he had seen a ghost.
[I like you, so naturally I want to kiss you.]
The candle light sprinkled in slightly, illuminating the faces of the two, Duan Mingchong blushed, and said indifferently: "Like... me?"
Sui Yan lay on top of him, tilted his head to the left, and then tilted back after a long time, looking silly.
His eyes were full of water light, and when he was lit by a candle, there was a broken light like a spark, and his eyes were extremely scorching.
"Do you like me?"
Duanming Chongming could forcibly lift people away, but when Sui Yan's hot body was clinging to him, he only felt a slight touch as if it would directly burn his hand, and shrank back in trembling.
Sui Yan asked vaguely if you liked me, while rubbing on Duan Mingchong's body.
Duan Mingchong complained incessantly, hugged Sui Yan's back and turned over gently, pressed Sui Yan on the couch, and said softly, "Don't make trouble, you still have a fever."
Sui Yan obediently rested on the soft pillow, and hung his hands around Duan Ming Chong's neck, and said, "Then we'll make trouble when I'm cured."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Mingchong had no choice but to coax him: "Okay, I'll talk about it when you get better."
Sui Yan was so burned out that he was very coaxing. He nodded, patted the quilt beside him, and said, "You sleep here, don't go."
Duan Mingchong hesitated a little, and was about to speak when he saw Sui Yan's hand drooping down gently and landing on the quilt, looking a little sickly pale.
Sui Yan probably ran out of strength, and closed his eyes again tiredly and fell asleep.
Duan Mingchong stared at his sleeping face, and sighed softly after a long time.
The moon fell and the stars were sinking, so Duan Mingchong got up and left Suiyan's room.
Jun Jing Xing said with a cold face: "What did you and the Crown Prince do yesterday? He shouldn't take advantage of you..."
Sui Yan: "Ah!"
Jun Jingxing: "… "
Jun Jingxing was hurt by his ear and said impatiently, "Speak well!"
Sui Yan murmured: "Yesterday, the prince really came? I... I even forcibly kissed him? I still... "
Jun Jingxing's face suddenly changed: "It's alright, it's alright, I don't want to know anymore, shut up."
Sui Yan still couldn't accept the fact that he had forced Duan Mingchong to kiss him on the couch yesterday, and was tired of acting like a spoiled child for a long time.
Jun Jingxing was afraid that he would be frightened, so he patted his chest and swallowed back the words "Yesterday, His Highness the Crown Prince wiped your body with hot wine".
It was clearly what he did, but it frightened himself quite a bit.
After Sui Xun came back from the court, he went directly to the side hospital to see Sui Yan.
Sui Yan had already drank the medicine and fell asleep again, and his face looked even uglier than yesterday.
Suixun frowned, "Is Wanggui still having a fever?"
Jun Jingxing said: "Yes, I should have woken up again this morning, it's fine, just press down after drinking the medicine."
Sui Xun said dissatisfiedly, "How can he be kept out of the way after he has been burning for so long?"
Jun Jingxing explained: "Master Hou is already weak, and he gets seriously ill every winter. As long as he gets through it, there will be nothing serious."
Sui Xun was stunned: "Every winter... does it happen like this?"
Jun Jingxing nodded.
In the past few years, Suixun has been at the border for three years. Except for the family letter to be brought back every August 15th and New Year's Eve, the rest of the time is all busy with military affairs.
Sui Xun suddenly felt a little embarrassed, the Sui family was the only two of them, and he had been paying no attention to Sui Yan for so many years because of his young troubles.
And even the family letters sent every year were always messy scoldings and reprimands. After thinking about it, he didn't even ask Suiyan a single word of concern.
Sui Xun inhaled lightly, feeling that even his breath was trembling with pain.
"It's all my fault." Suixun said in his heart, "I never asked why he was so weak, and I never asked him how he was doing in all these years."
How was Sui Yan's life in this capital full of tigers and wolves? After all these years, whether he was bullied or not, whether he was sick or injured, Sui Xun didn't even know after thinking about it.
Sui Xun thought sadly, maybe it was because of his own ignorance that Sui Yan might also go astray and fall in love with a man...
Jun Jingxing saw that Sui Xun's face was a little ugly, and he thought about what he said wrong for a long time.
Suixun took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly: "When did he start doing this?"
Jun Jingxing was afraid that he would cause trouble for Sui Yan by talking too much, so he thought about it and said, "Three or four years ago, it's been a long time."
Suixun murmured, "Three or four years ago..."
He only came back three years ago. At that time, Sui Yan's health seemed to be not very good. Nianguan was still sick for several days. At that time, he only thought it was a minor illness and didn't care about it at all.
Sui Xun tried to keep herself calm and walked to Sui Yan's couch, looked down at Sui Yan's sleeping face, and said, "It's my fault."
in the palace.
Duan Mingchong, who rarely wore a moon-white brocade robe and a cloak with silver embroidered white cranes on his shoulders, took two palace servants through the palace, which was already overgrown with dry grass, with a blank expression.
Since Duan Xichen was exposed by Duan Ruwang for murdering the prince, he was sent to a deserted courtyard by the emperor who was enraged by thunder.
This place is very far from the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and even the lowest palace servants rarely come here.
Duan Ming Chong stepped on the layers of dead leaves and falling snow without changing his face, and walked into the decaying barren hall, raising his eyes in a cold and solemn manner.
Before entering the deserted bedroom, Duan Mingchong smelled a choking medicinal fragrance.
A few years ago, this medicinal fragrance made Suiyan suffer so much. Duan Mingchong naturally remembered it clearly. He frowned and pushed open the carved door with most of the red lacquer off and walked in.
The door creaked, and the light poured on the empty bluestone slab, reflecting the slender shadow of Duan Ming Chong.
Duan Mingchong stepped in, walked around the screen dripping with ink, and finally saw Duan Xichen, who was in despair.
On such a cold day, Duan Xichen was actually wearing a single shirt, with the front of the shirt spread out to reveal half of his pale chest.
The censer was already filled with smoke, covering his body.
Duan Mingchong's pupils shrank slightly, and when he saw Duan Xichen, he felt extremely disgusted.
As long as he thinks that this person once coveted Suiyan, and that he openly manipulated Suiyan at the Lantern Festival a few years ago, Duan Mingchong can't wait to chop off his hands that touched Suiyan.
Duan Mingchong looked at him coldly and said, "Is Brother Wu Huang doing well recently?"
Duan Xichen was immersed in his own world alone, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.
Duan Xichen took his eyes back and landed on Duan Mingchong.
He was thin and thin, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.
Duan Xichen looked at him for a long time, then smiled softly, looking a little strange: "His Royal Highness, the emperor is well."
As he spoke, he didn't know what to think, and laughed strangely: "Hahaha well... I'm better than anyone else..."
Duan Mingchong looked at him coldly.
Duan Xichen stood up staggeringly holding the incense burner. He looked at the palace servant behind Duan Mingchong and laughed, like a drunk man, staggering a few steps towards Duan Mingchong, his face There is a hint of madness on the top.
"Are you here to give me the last ride?"
The palace servant behind Duan Mingchong was holding a white silk ribbon in one hand, and the other person stepped forward to protect Duan Mingchong's side.
Duan Mingchong waved his hand gently, motioned him to go down, and said lightly, "Yes."
Duan Xichen laughed: "Is it ordered by the father?"
Fang Cai Duan Ming Chong was all looking on with a blank expression, but when he heard this, he laughed unexpectedly.
When his eyes curled up, he was so gentle that he wanted to drown in them.
Duan Ming Chong said softly: "It was ordered by Gu."
The smile on Duan Xichen's face disappeared in an instant, as if his face changed, and he said gloomily: "Prince, let's stop, you are going to kill a prince without an edict or an edict, aren't you afraid that the father and the emperor will blame, the ministers Are you insulting? You are only the prince, and you are too good at being so special, be careful that you will be killed."
Duan Mingchong looked at him with a half-smile.
Duan Xichen Xu used too much medicinal incense, and the whole person was a little confused. He laughed frantically at times, and cursed angrily at other times. He was no different from a lunatic in the market.
Duan Mingchong thought coldly and ruthlessly: "Probably the blood of the royal family is cold and crazy."
Duan Xichen is a crazy lunatic, and Duan Ruwang is a lunatic who is so calm and terrifying.
Duan Mingchong said: "Gu didn't want to kill you, it's just that the fifth prince confined himself to Qianzhi's hall of madness, and accidentally strangled himself to death with the bed curtain."
Duan Xichen looked at him fiercely.
Duan Mingchong didn't blink his eyes, and said softly, "Brother Wuhuang, you are too careless."
Duan Xichen laughed in anger, sneering and struggling to pounce to tear his throat, but was restrained by the palace servants who followed.
Duan Mingchong didn't talk to him any more, just stared at him quietly and moved his hand lightly.
The palace servant behind him immediately bowed forward and unfolded the white silk in his hand.
A madman is either as powerful as a bull when he is mad, or he is at the mercy of others.
Duan Xichen has been using the medicinal fragrance for so many years, and his body has long been hollowed out. Although he clearly knew in his mind that Duan Mingchong was going to kill him, he didn't have the slightest strength to struggle to escape. He could only watch Bai Ling leave him. Getting closer.
Duan Mingchong watched with cold eyes, a pair of jade-like eyes staring at everything in front of him, until the light in his eyes was stained with a tinge of blood, he lowered his eyes lightly, and casually took care of the cloak on his shoulders.
The palace servants wrapped the blood-stained white silk into a ball and presented it to Duan Mingchong.
The slender white silk crumbled into a thin line and sank deeply into the person's soft neck, tightening the blood vessels to the point of breaking, and the blood slowly flowed to the ground.
Duan Mingchong glanced at it, and then said softly: "Find a box to put it in, and let someone send it to the sovereign doctor of the Suianhou Mansion."
The palace man nodded and said yes.
Duan Mingchong took another look at Duan Xichen, who was leaning against the incense burner's neck and was streaked with blood by the slender white lingerie. His eyes were ruthless and emotionless, and he stepped on the blood on the soles of his feet and turned to leave.
The blood on the soles of the feet fell on the snow, a bloody footprint one step at a time.
Duan Ming Chong didn't even look at it, and walked slowly towards Qianzhi Hall.
I don't know when the snow blows again, and flakes of snow fall on Duan Mingchong's ink hair, making his face even paler.
Duan Mingchong walked out of the Qianzhi Hall, raised his head slightly amid the heavy snow, and looked at the falling snow that kept flying in the sky, with a look of relief and sadness in his eyes.
Duan Mingchong murmured, "The blood of the royal family is really cold."
In the mansion of Marquis of Sui'an, Sui Yan fell asleep and opened his eyes in confusion.
Jun Jingxing was standing in front of the window lattice and was about to close the half-opened window, but Sui Yan said, "Wait."
Jun Jingxing said: "What?"
Sui Yan was stunned for a long time before he said softly, "I want to see the snow."
Snow breaks branches, falling like white plums.