Sui Yan spent an afternoon reading books in the study, and after dinner, he waited and waited, but he couldn't wait for Duan Mingchong to come.
He frowned and finished drinking the medicine, then absentmindedly read the book for a while, and finally waited for someone from the East Palace.
Sui Yan threw the book: "Where's Your Highness?"
The palace servant held the food box in his hand and respectfully said: "His Royal Highness has important matters in the past few days, and the servant has come to inform the Hou Ye."
Sui Yan propped his jaw, looked at him coldly, and said, "Is it important? Then when will he be able to handle it? Is there a word for it?"
The palace servant was quite frightened, and felt that the person who dared to question His Royal Highness like this was really bold.
He tremblingly said: "His Royal Highness did not say, only said that the Lord should take good care of his illness and take care of his body."
Sui Yan said in his heart that you don't come to accompany me anymore, what kind of disease am I raising
It's useless to say such a thing, and he didn't embarrass others, saying: "What's in the food box?"
"It's a pastry just made by the small kitchen."
Sui Yan said: "Let's put it there, help me with a message to His Highness..."
The palace servants hurriedly pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
Sui Yan said word by word: "Said let him wait."
Palace staff: "..."
The palace man left without a word.
Sui Yan waved the crowd away, opened the lid of the lacquered food box, and saw several steamed buns and cakes of various shapes, which were inkless at first glance.
Sui Yan's eyes curled, and he called Haitang to ask carefully if Jun Jingxing was back, and when he confirmed that the genius doctor was still in Yin's residence, he relaxed and pinched the steamed buns.
Haitang has a worried look on her face: "Master, didn't Jun Shenyi not let you eat these when you are sick, saying that it is not good for your health, you still..."
Sui Yan narrowed his eyes and took a bite, and said vaguely, "If you don't tell me, how will he know."
Haitang hesitated.
After Sui Yan finished eating two, he looked at Haitang, pinched one and handed it to him, saying, "Come on, take my bribe, but don't tell Jun Jingxing, or I won't be able to spare you."
Haitang took the cake with her pursed mouth and whispered, "That's the last time, young master can't eat these things while sick next time."
Suiyan said: "Okay, if you eat, the steamed buns won't be able to stop your mouth."
Haitang just lowered her head and took a bite, but before she even chewed it, she felt that the steamed bun was a little different. He frowned and spat it out, and found that there was a small wooden tube hidden in the half of the steamed bun.
The wooden barrel was so exquisitely made that it was no bigger than the knuckle of a little finger, and there seemed to be something hidden in it.
Haitang: "Master?"
Sui Yan also saw it: "Come on, give it to me, I'll take a look."
Haitang didn't hand it to him first, but wrapped it in a square handkerchief before giving it to Sui Yan.
Sui Yan frowned and squeezed the wooden tube open, revealing a piece of tissue paper the size of a palm, full of dense words on it.
Sui Yan frowned and looked at it for a long time before he said, "What is written here? Haitang, can you read it clearly?"
Haitang took the piece of paper and almost brought the tip of her nose up, barely able to read the words on it clearly.
"Young master, it seems to say that His Majesty seems to intend to marry His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and now it has spread throughout the palace."
Sui Yan took the paper and looked at it again, and it was only when his eyes hurt that he realized that it seemed to be the case.
Sui Yan threw the paper into the charcoal basin beside him, and lowered his eyes thoughtfully.
This time, unlike the previous misunderstanding, since Wumo heard it from the palace, it was not groundless, and Duan Mingchong might not be able to come out of the palace to accompany him because of this.
Suiyan had a blind trust in Duan Mingchong, and felt from the bottom of his heart that since he had the same mind, he would definitely not marry someone else.
Haitang looked at Sui Yan's face cautiously, and said quietly, "Young Master, if His Highness the Crown Prince really... get married..."
Sui Yan leaned on the soft couch, propped his jaw lazily, and said absently, "If he does marry a wife, then his happy day will become the anniversary of his death in the coming year."
Begonia: "… "
Haitang trembled slightly: "Young... young master?!"
Seeing that he was so frightened, Sui Yan sneered and said, "Idiot, I'm teasing you, go back to sleep."
Haitang was worried that Sui Yan really had this idea and didn't want to leave, so she was urged by Sui Yan again, and she left with a face full of helplessness.
Since then, Duan Mingchong has really never come again, and Suiyan makes jokes every day and sees each other every day, and his life is very nourishing.
In half a month, Sui Yan's illness was getting better, and he finally stopped taking the medicine on the day of the Lantern Festival.
Sui Yan lost a lot of weight during his illness, but his spirits are fine.
Sui Xun looked at his face carefully and frowned, "Are you really all right? Didn't you lie to me?"
Suiyan couldn't wait to jump on the spot: "It's true, brother, you have asked this sentence many times today, and Doctor Jun said that I don't need to take any medicine today."
Suixun still looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you say that on purpose when you want to go out to play?"
Sui Yan: "Brother!"
Only then did Suixun say: "Then say it first, you must go back to the mansion after nightfall, and you can't stay outside for too long."
Suiyan said, "But there are fireworks at night..."
Suixun: "Huh?"
Suiyan immediately pointed to the sky: "Okay, I'll be back when it gets dark, and I won't run around."
Suixun didn't believe him, and said to himself, "No, I still have to find someone to watch over you—Where's Uncle Zhao?"
Sui Yan almost collapsed: "I'm not a child anymore, as for looking at me so tightly?"
And today's Lantern Festival is at Tianshui Lane. Jun Jingxing went to play with Yin Shenqiu long ago. Later, Suixun will go out with Jiangning again. Suiyan will come back soon after going out alone.
Suixun: "You..."
Sui Yan really couldn't stand Sui Xun's long-winded words, and wished to exchange his brother who ignored him a few years ago.
He gave an "ah" and said, "No more, I'm going out."
Saying that, he ran out quickly.
Suixun called to him from behind: "Add another dress!"
Sui Yan was dressed like a ball, and he might not be able to walk even with the clothes on.
Before the arrival of Youshi, Tianshui Lane was already crowded with people.
Sui Yan jumped out of the carriage, and the dark guard followed behind him to protect him.
Sui Yan looked at the bustling street, tilted his head, and said, "Has the Ming River frozen this year?"
"The severe cold this year will naturally end."
Sui Yan said "Oh".
It's annoying.
He is too weak now, so he didn't squeeze into the crowd of people over his own strength. He only led people from the side street to the restaurant in the center of Tianshui Lane, and asked for a private room to sit by the window and drink tea.
After a while, there was a sound of gongs and drums under the long street outside the window, and a group of brightly dressed people came from the end of the street with dragon and lion dances.
On both sides of the street are stalls selling lanterns and gadgets. From below, a string of red lanterns form a beautiful scenery, like a picture.
Sui Yan had chosen a position where he could have an unobstructed view of half of the long street. He was eating snacks and watching with interest, when suddenly someone sat down in the vacant seat opposite.
After Sui Yan, he turned his head after realizing it.
Song Xian: "I forgot to go home..."
Sui Yan: "Pfft—"
Song Xian didn't know when he came in, and he didn't know if Sui Yan was too obsessed with the liveliness below to hear his footsteps. At this moment, someone suddenly appeared in front of him, and he was so frightened that he directly spit out the tea in his mouth.
Unbiased, he was spraying Song Xian all over his body.
Song Xian: "..."
Song Xian gritted his teeth and raised his sleeves to wipe the water off his face, and said in a rage, "Forgetting to return! You are courting death!"
Sui Yan: "cough, cough... I... cough..."
He covered Song Xian with water, and he almost choked to death, clutching his chest and coughing violently. Hearing the sound, he knew how uncomfortable he was.
When Song Xian saw him like this, his anger was inconvenient, so he walked over with a cold face, patted his back angrily, and muttered, "You can do it too, you can take a sip of water to make yourself feel better. choked."
Sui Yan struggled to grab his forearm, his eyes were red, and he scolded, "I'm still... ahem, I'm not scared by you... ahem..."
He covered his mouth, almost coughing up tears.
Song Xian patted him on the back for a while, and Sui Yan was relieved.
Sui Yan slapped Song Xian's claws with one hand and said angrily, "Get up, don't touch me with your claws!"
Song Xian sat back across from him angrily, and said, "Why didn't you let me get up when I gave you the qi? Just throw it away when you're done. That's what a person like you can say."
Sui Yan took a sip of water to suppress his shock, and took a deep breath to calm down.
He glanced at Song Xian and said, "Why are you here?"
Song Xian turned his head to look at the lively crowd below, and said, "Naturally, I came here to play, and I accidentally saw you when I was below, so I have always talked with you."
Sui Yan also looked at the lion dance below, and said "Oh" casually, "It's over, let's go."
Song Xian: "..."
Song Xian glared at him, and then called Xiao Er to order a pot of wine and refreshments, as if reminiscing until midnight.
Sui Yan's brows finally wrinkled: "I just want to watch a lantern quietly now, do you have to disturb me? As for the third highness, don't you have to accompany him?"
Song Xian poured himself wine, and after drinking two glasses, he seemed to have the courage to stare at Sui Yan's eyes.
Sui Yan looked a little unnatural by him, so he wiped his face indiscriminately, and said strangely, "What do you see me doing?"
Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, Song Xian took a deep breath and said, "Are you and the prince... are you serious?"
Sui Yan's hand holding the teacup paused, his eyes suddenly cold.
He finally knew what was written in Duan Zhisu's letter.
Song Xian looked embarrassed: "Even if you are too reckless, you won't do such a thing, or is it that the prince is coercing you?"
Sui Yan said lightly: "When I'm drinking tea, you ask me again, and I promise to spray you again."
Song Xian: "..."
Song Xian frowned: "I mean it seriously."
Sui Yan said, "I'm serious too."
Song Xian: "But you..."
Sui Yan interrupted him without changing his face, and said, "I mean, the prince and I are serious."
Song Xian's expression froze. Although he knew it for a long time, his expression was still a little complicated when Sui Yan admitted it himself.
"The prince is the heir of a country. If there is no accident, he will be the future monarch. After he ascends the throne, he will naturally not allow him to marry a man... Forgetting to return, have you thought about the consequences of this kind of thing?"
Sui Yan was tired of hearing this kind of words for a long time, he still wanted to refute to Jun Jingxing and Sui Xun, but to Song Xian there was no need to refute.
He vaguely said: "I know, you don't have to worry about it."
Sui Yanxu was tired from sitting, so he leaned back on the soft chair, and raised his feet recklessly to the edge of the table, looking very badly beaten.
Song Xian was violent anyway, and said angrily, "I am concerned about you. This is a road of no return. Are you really going to go alone?"
Hearing this, Sui Yan sneered softly, he tilted his head slightly, looked at Song Xian with a half-smile, and said, "How do you know that I am going alone?"
Song Xian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this to be his focus, and immediately frowned even more tightly.
"I have just said that the crown prince will one day ascend the throne. Even if he approves, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty and the subjects of the world will not allow him to marry a man..."
Hearing this, Sui Yan didn't know what to think, but he laughed even happier.
Song Xian didn't understand what he was laughing at, so he knocked on the table impatiently: "Forgetting to go home!"
Only then did Suiyan slowly stop. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and tilted his head with a sly smile: "How do you know that he married me, not me?"
Song Xian: "..."
Duan Mingchong who just walked to the screen: "..."