Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 89: Arrived

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Not long after Duan Mingchong left, Suixun came over.

Holding Minghuang's imperial decree in his hand, he opened the beaded curtain with a frown and walked in. First, he sat on the edge of the couch and probed Suiyan's forehead before saying, "The imperial decree is coming from the palace."

Sui Yan said, "What did you say?"

Suixun looked a little displeased: "I want to be the Minister of War."

Sui Yan's face was still a little morbidly pale, he tilted his head and coughed, and said, "The ministers in the court actually recommended you to take the post, are they crazy?"

Most of the officials in the DPRK were civil servants, and most of them looked down on Suixun, who only knew how to fight.

Suixun said, "It's not them, it's the prince."

Sui Yan said, "Ah!"

Suixun glanced at him coldly: "Shut up."

Suiyan had no choice but to take back a bunch of words that he wanted to blurt out, and said, "Isn't brother unhappy? I heard that the DPRK and China had been quarreling for many days because of the Ministry of War, and it was finally settled a year ago, so it's not a problem. ."

Suixun said: "The affairs of the DPRK and China are too troublesome, I don't want to get involved."

Suixun also talked about this issue with Duan Mingchong before, but Duan Mingchong seemed as gentle as a spring breeze and rain, but he was stubborn in handling things, and he didn't wait for his resignation to decide directly.

Sui Yan looked at him suspiciously and said, "Really?"

Only then did Suixun frown: "And I have already promised Jiang Ning to go to Jiangnan after the new year. If there is an important matter in the court, I will break my promise."

Sui Yan: "…"

After all, it was because of Jiangning.

Sui Yan said: "After a year and a half, Sister Jiangning probably won't blame you."

Suixun said coldly, "It's not a question of blaming or not, it's a promise! Since I agreed to her and then broke my promise, what's the difference between this and a perfidious villain?!"

Sui Yan: "…"

Sui Yan didn't expect his brother to think so much, so he said dryly, "Then... what do you think?"

Suixun was also a little irritable, threw the imperial edict on the couch, and said, "I don't know, isn't this trying to figure out a way?"

Sui Yan pulled the quilt and shrank, and whispered, "Then think about it slowly, I'll sleep for a while."

Seeing that his face was still ill, Sui Xun nodded lightly: "Go to sleep, I'll be here with you for a while."

Sui Yan nodded.

He closed his eyes and was drowsiness, and when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a burst of crackling firecrackers outside, which directly woke him up.

He opened his eyes tiredly, put his hands on his throbbing chest, and said weakly, "Brother..."

Sui Xun was sitting by the window cutting the hairpin with a knife when he heard his cry and frowned.

"Haitang?"

Soon, Haitang ran in and said, "Second Young Master, do you have anything to order?"

Suixun said, "Didn't I tell you not to make noise in the house these days? Who is setting off firecrackers outside now, so noisy?"

Haitang said: "Maybe it's a child on the street. Today is New Year's Eve. The long street is full of people, and there are dragon and lion dancers. It's lively."

Sui Yan, who was lying on the quilt with only one head exposed, wanted to go out to play but couldn't move, so he could only show a look of jealousy.

Suixun put down the half-cut hairpin, held a small carving knife as if carrying a machete, and went out with murderous aura.

After a while, the sound of firecrackers outside stopped abruptly, and there was no sound for a while.

Sui Yan: "…"

He really couldn't imagine how his ferocious brother took a knife and scolded those arrogant children to stop playing firecrackers.

Soon, the ferocious Sui Xun came back wrapped in cold air.

He sat back by the window, continued to carve the hairpin, and said to Suiyan as if nothing had happened: "It's alright, go to sleep, I'll have people guard the street outside, and no one will come over."

Sui Yan: "…"

Suiyan didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only say dryly: "Thank, thank you brother."

Suixun: "Shy, go to sleep."

Only then did Sui Yan shrink into the quilt without saying a word.

On New Year's Eve, the sound of firecrackers in the entire capital was from the morning to the first day of the new year. There was no sound on the long street outside Hou's Mansion, and only the sound of crackling in the distance could be vaguely heard.

Suiyan was always tired and fell asleep after a while.

In the palace, Duan Mingchong got out of the car, and a palace servant bowed over and respectfully said: "Your Highness, Your Majesty has issued an order, if you come back, go directly to the Hall of Supreme Harmony."

Duan Mingchong nodded and said, "I'll be gone if I change clothes alone, I'm tired."

The palace servant was busy saying that he did not dare, and after a few words, he turned and left.

Duan Mingchong went back and changed the medicine for the wound on his arm, and then changed into the python robe, and then walked towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony with people.

There was a palace banquet today, and many courtiers came early. Before Duan Mingchong reached the palace road of Taihe Palace, he ran into Duan Zhisu head-on.

Duan Mingchong didn't have any hatred for Duan Zhisu, but he still had some grudges because Sui Yan was indirectly poisoned by him. He walked forward without changing his face, nodded slightly, and said, "Brother Sanhuang."

Duan Zhi nodded his head: "His Royal Highness is well."

The fact that Duan Mingchong and Duan Ruwang competed against each other in the court can be seen by a discerning person, Duan Zhisuming is not helping each other on the face, but no one knows what he is secretly planning, and since Duan Xichen's death, he has changed. Even more elusive, sometimes not even going to court, and complaining of illness all day long.

As long as Duan Zhisu doesn't take the initiative to provoke him, Duan Mingchong won't treat him harshly, but if Duan Zhisu really can't tell the situation clearly, according to Duan Mingchong's temperament now, I'm afraid he won't show mercy.

The two met each other indifferently, Duan Ming Chong was about to walk away first, but Duan Zhisu stopped him a little hesitantly.

"His Royal Highness."

Duan Mingchong stopped and turned to look at him: "What's the matter?"

Duan Zhisu stopped Duan Mingchong and felt a little regretful. After struggling for a while, he said softly, "Forgetting to return, are you alright?"

Duan Mingchong frowned slightly.

Xu Shi asked the first sentence, and Duan Zhisu spoke much more smoothly: "I heard that he is seriously ill these days. Now... is he feeling better?"

Duan Mingchong said lightly: "It's much better, thank you Brother Sanhuang for worrying."

Duan Zhisu was stunned for a moment, and then a strange feeling emerged in his heart - just like the words Duan Mingchong said when he hugged Suiyan in his arms and handed back his clothes in the hunting ground outside the city a few days ago. Thanks for no reason.

Duan Zhisu glanced at Duan Mingchong, he seemed to have figured out something between the lights and flint, his pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at him in awe.

At that time, Song Xian's words echoed in his ears: "Why do I look at these two people so strangely?"

"you… "

Duan Zhisu's lips trembled slightly, just as he was about to speak, he saw Duan Mingchong turn to one side and said, "Second Emperor Brother."

Duan Ruwang didn't know when he arrived, and he was wearing a dark green robe dragging the ground, looking at the two of them with a smile, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Prince, Zhisu, what is the most important thing to talk about here?"

Duan Zhisu swallowed the words he was about to blurt out, and lowered his head slightly: "Second Emperor Brother."

Duan Ming Chong lowered his sleeves to cover his tightly clenched hands, and his face was still easy-going and elegant: "It's nothing, just chat a few words at will."

Duan Ruwang didn't know if he believed it or not, but looked at Duan Zhisu with great interest, as if thinking about how to bring in this younger brother of the Three Emperors, who was blind to the outside world.

On mixing muddy water with muddy water, Duan Ruwang can be said to be extremely hardworking.

The three entered the Hall of Supreme Harmony back and forth. Duan Mingchong didn't care about the others, and was led to a seat by himself.

A palace servant stood behind him with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye, holding a wine cup in his hand.

After Duan Mingchong sat down, he casually exchanged a few words with the minister beside him, before slightly tilting his head to look at the palace servant, and indifferently said: "Are you new to the Palace of Supreme Harmony? Gu seems to have never seen you before."

The man in the palace trembled and said indifferently, "If you go back to His Royal Highness, the servant was transferred to the Hall of Supreme Harmony a few days ago to serve."

Duan Mingchong chuckled lightly: "Really?"

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking.

Gong Ren - Wu Mo gritted his teeth secretly, thinking that the poor-eyed Marquis wanted me to protect the crown prince. The entire Eastern Palace couldn't even fly out of a fly, so there was no need for me to protect him.

Having said that, he still worked diligently to change various identities and ran carefully in the palace, lest the prince be killed by someone carelessly, then it would be strange if Sui Yan didn't fight with him.

Wumo lowered his head and looked at Duan Mingchong, who was drinking elegantly, from the corner of his eye. After thinking about it, he still couldn't think of whether this seemingly extremely shrewd prince was really as weak as Sui Yan said

He began to suspect that what Sui Yan said was the same as the prince he was seeing now.

Just when he was thinking about it, the emperor was already sitting on the dragon chair, and then everyone knelt down and shouted long live.

After night fell, in the side courtyard of the Hou Mansion, Sui Yan was sitting on the soft couch in front of the window lattice with a thick cloak, looking up at the pitch-black sky outside.

Because of Sui Yan's illness, the mansion was not too public and lively on New Year's Eve, but just casually spread the banquet and ate it and then scattered.

Sui Xun is not a good person, so naturally he won't go to show other things, even firecrackers and fireworks are not allowed to be set off by the people in the house.

Haitang originally wanted to set off fireworks in high spirits, but was ordered by Suixun, so she had to put it away reluctantly, and obediently went to decoction.

On New Year's Eve, Jun Jingxing went back to Yin's house to celebrate the New Year with Yin Shenqiu, and there was only Sui Xun in the courtyard to accompany Sui Yan.

Suixun can only hold a sword to kill the enemy, but it is very difficult to use a small carving knife. He has been with him in Suiyan's yard all day, while frowning and carving peach wood hairpins, the peach wood has been destroyed. Less, but a decent hairpin has not been carved.

Suixun shook off the sawdust on the hem of his clothes and took out another piece of mahogany, intending to re-carve it.

He didn't lift his head and said, "Don't let the wind blow for too long there, do you still want to get sick again?"

Sui Yan clasped the window lattice with both hands, and there was a charcoal basin that was burning hot. He didn't feel too cold, he said, "Wait."

Only then did Suixun raise his head and frowned, "What are you waiting for?"

Sui Yan didn't answer, just when Sui Xun wanted to stand up and scold him for lying down, there was a sudden scream from the dark sky, followed by bursts of fireworks rising into the air, bursting with bursts of flames.

Sui Yan's eyes curled and said, "Wait for the fireworks."

Suixun couldn't understand his interest, so he stepped forward selflessly and said, "Paws."

Sui Yan immediately retracted his hand, and then Sui Xun suddenly closed the window and said, "Go lie down and sleep."

Sui Yan pouted and said, "Brother is really boring."

Suixun admitted: "I know, you don't need to tell me."

As he spoke, he carried Sui Yan back to the couch, pulled the quilt, and said, "You don't need to keep the New Year this year. You should rest early. There will be many people in the house tomorrow morning, and there may be some noise."

Sui Yan leaned on the pillow and said, "I've slept too much these days, and now I don't feel sleepy."

Suixun said, "Let me ask if the crabapple is ready to be fried?"

Sui Yan: "…"

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now! I'm going to sleep right away."

He reluctantly shrank into the quilt, thought for a while, and stuck his head out again: "Brother, when are you going back?"

Suixun: "Wait for you to fall asleep."

Suiyan said "oh" and tossed and turned in the quilt for a long time, but still didn't feel sleepy.

After a while, Suixun stepped forward and lifted a bit of the quilt, and said ruthlessly, "It's just right if you can't sleep, the medicine is ready, and you can sleep after drinking it."

Sui Yan immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

But it was still fruitless. Suixun forcibly fed half a bowl of medicine, and his face turned green.

Suixun took the medicine bowl away and said, "Go to sleep."

Sui Yan still had the strength to struggle, and glared at him angrily before shrinking into the quilt.

I don't know if it was the effect of the drug, but the drowsiness came quickly, and I fell asleep after a while.

Sui Yan thought it was the New Year when he woke up, but he suddenly woke up in the middle of the night.

He opened his eyes vaguely, looked out through the layers of the bed curtains, and saw a figure in a trance lighting a lamp beside the table.

Sui Yan was stunned and said, "Brother?"

The people outside were stunned for a moment, and then walked towards him.

Sui Yan said again: "See you in the moon, are you back?"

The man walked to the couch and gently lifted the bed curtain, revealing Duan Mingchong's handsome face.

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, and then the whole person was awake.

Duan Mingchong looked at him with a smile and said, "Who was your name just now?"

As soon as he saw Duan Mingchong, Sui Yan still remembered Yuejian's surname, his face was full of joy, he opened his hand towards Duan Mingchong, and his eyes were curved: "Your Highness!"

As soon as Duan Ming Chong saw him so happy, he didn't care anymore about calling him the wrong person.

He stepped forward, grabbed Sui Yan's hand lightly, and sat down on the couch.

Sui Yan said very novelly: "Didn't your Highness say to come back tomorrow?"

Duan Mingchong chuckled, put a finger on Sui Yan's lips, and said, "Shh."

Sui Yan closed his mouth and breathed lightly, waiting for Duan Mingchong to speak.

Unexpectedly, Duan Mingchong did not speak immediately, but seemed to be waiting for something.

After a short while, in the silence, the sound of the New Year's bell on New Year's Eve in the capital came leisurely.

The candlelight slanted into the bed curtain, and Duan Ming Chong's half face was illuminated with soft warmth.

Sui Yan looked at him blankly.

Duan Mingchong listened to the bell ringing, and then chuckled: "Tomorrow has arrived, I'm here."