Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 98: block the way

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It's halfway through the night.

Sui Yan was drenched all over by Duan Ming Chong, who was carried to the bedroom, unable to use any strength from his body.

Sui Yan's eyes were red, and he didn't know whether it was from crying or from the hot spring. He gasped weakly and murmured, "Young man, are you going to toss me to death?"

Duan Ming Chong's ears turned red, he gently placed him on the couch, wiped off the water stains on his body with a square towel, and pulled the quilt on him.

Seeing him put his hands on his knees, Sui Yan felt a pain in his back when he looked harmless to humans and animals, he struggled to prop up his elbows, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, you usually blush even with a kiss, that's right. Don't you feel a little shameless about the things I did?"

Duan Mingchong pushed him back into the quilt by pressing his shoulder, and whispered, "Don't talk about it."

"Am I going to tell you, you have to listen to me if you don't want to."

Sui Yan thought to himself that I would take a bath in a hot spring, but for no reason, why can't I make me cry

This unfortunate child probably forgot, if it wasn't for him wanton provocation, he would not have been pushed to the death by the hot spring wall.

Sui Yan still had some water in his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and even his calf was still weak.

He lifted the quilt a little, stretched his foot on Duan Ming Chong's knee, and instructed him: "My calf hurts, rub it."

Duan Mingchong knew that he was wrong, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to gently hold Sui Yan's well-textured calf.

Sui Yan's calf was full of finger marks that were pinched out. Duan Mingchong didn't dare to look at it, and rubbed his hands indiscriminately.

Sui Yan was at ease before continuing to chatter.

"You and I did such absurd things before we got married. If my father was still alive, he would have slashed you with a knife long ago. Tell me about you..." Suiyan hated that iron was not steel, "Young man, why? Can't hold it? Although I know that I am beautiful and unparalleled, how can you... "

Duan Ming Chong's ears turned red, and he couldn't listen anymore. He stretched out his hand and covered Sui Yan's mouth, almost begging, "Ayan, you... don't say any more."

Sui Yan pulled his hand away and scolded, "How can the hand that touches my leg cover my mouth?! Think about it, did you touch my foot just now?"

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Just now, Duan Ming Chong tossed Sui Yan for a while, and even pity that he has been screaming and tired all the time, so he originally wanted to be gentle with him, but who knew that Sui Yan did not play cards according to common sense, and he suddenly Don't know how to speak.

Duan Mingchong held back for a long time before he said with difficulty: "Go to sleep."

Suiyan kicked him and said, "You want me to sleep after eating, what are you dreaming about?"

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong reluctantly put his calf under the quilt and said, "We have to leave for the city tomorrow morning, so you have to rest early."

Sui Yan couldn't believe it: "Don't you let me sleep in?"

He was almost on the verge of writing the words "Heartless Man Who Runs After Eating" on his forehead.

Duan Mingchong said, "Didn't you just say you were tired?"

Sui Yan restlessly stretched out his hand to tap Duan Mingchong's waist, and muttered, "I'm tired of shouting, so do you stop?"

Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red when he said a word.

Sui Yan coughed dryly and bluffed: "What are you doing, you've done everything, only then did you realize that you were blushing, it's too late."

Duan Mingchong took the trouble to tuck his restless calf into the quilt again, leaned forward and gently kissed the corner of Sui Yan's lips, whispering, "Go to sleep, I'll take you home tomorrow morning."

Sui Yan hummed at him: "Then you just wait to be beaten by my brother."

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Sui Yan turned over, and his waist seemed to be split in half with dull pains. He frowned and hissed a few times before whispering in dissatisfaction: "You don't need to send it, you will go to court when you wake up tomorrow morning. Well, I'm full and go back by myself."

Who knows, Duan Mingchong, who was still gentle just now, changed his face a little and said, "No way."

Sui Yan turned his back to him and said in a sullen voice, "I have back pain, leg pain, and headache now. Don't make me angry, otherwise you won't want to sleep at night."

Duan Mingchong took off his outer robe, lightly pressed Sui Yan's shoulder, and coaxed softly, "Ayan, listen to me, you can sleep as long as you want after returning to the mansion."

On weekdays, Duan Ming Chong followed Sui Yan in everything and seldom refuted his decision, not to mention that now he has taken such a big advantage, and he is very reserved not to regard Sui Yan as an offering from his ancestors. So stubborn about things.

Sui Yan's mind was clouded by the tossing, but at least there was still clarity. He turned around, looked at him faintly, and said, "Is there any danger here?"

Duan Mingchong was silent for a moment before he said, "If you are not with me outside, there will be danger."

Suiyan said: "Someone wants to kill me? Who?"

Duan Mingchong said: "Don't worry about it for now. I will send you back tomorrow. When you say you are sick, don't leave the house at will. I will deal with it as soon as possible."

Sui Yan thought, oh, if you want me to call me sick, that's the one in the palace who wants my life.

The last emperor wanted to kill him even when he was about to die. Sui Yan had long been used to it, so even if he guessed, he didn't think there was anything unacceptable.

Sui Yan glared at him: "You wait for me."

Duan Mingchong lay down and hesitated for a while before reaching out and gently hugging him from behind, but before he exerted any force, Sui Yan slapped his paw.

Duan Mingchong retracted his hand and looked at him innocently.

Suiyan turned his head and continued to stare at him: "I have a shadow now, don't touch me."

Duan Mingchong coaxed him: "I won't do anything. You are not in good health now, so you can't toss any more. Go back and let the cook in the small kitchen make you some cakes and send them to Hou's mansion, okay?"

Sui Yan glared at him again in anger, turned around with grinning teeth, and faced Duan Mingchong, blasting like a cannonball.

"You're too embarrassed to say that I'm not in good health. Have I told you before that I'm just sick and can't bear the trouble? How did you respond to me? Hmm? Let me 'stay still' and I'll just lie down and stay still. Are you moving?" Xu Shi and the two had already taken the last step, Sui Yan had no scruples, and reached out and poked Duan Ming Chong's chest, "I've done everything now, I just want a basket of snacks. Shut me up, am I so easy to pass up?"

Duan Mingchong allowed him to poke non-stop, and whispered, "Don't you want to eat?"

Sui Yan said angrily, "Eat!"

Duan Mingchong smiled.

Suiyan kicked his knee: "Send two cages!"

Duan Ming Chong said softly: "Okay."

Well done.

Sui Yan wanted to toss Duan Ming Chong again, but he just got sick not long ago, and he was really tired again today. He hummed and leaned against Duan Ming Chong's arms for a long time, and soon fell asleep.

The candles on the table had not yet been extinguished, Duan Mingchong looked at Sui Yan in his arms through the weak light, and only felt that there was nothing he didn't like about this person from top to bottom.

Sui Yan's eyes were still a little red. Duan Mingchong reached out his hand and hooked it. Seeing his crow's feather-like eyelashes trembling slightly, he suddenly remembered that in the white mist of the hot spring just now, the pair of eyes couldn't stop falling. Tears of peach eyes.

Suiyan seldom cried, except for a few times when he was seriously ill and shed tears unconsciously. Usually, even if he shed tears, he was mostly pretentious. Duanming Chongben felt that he was the most addicted to him on weekdays, but he never thought that he would be loved. Sui Yan, who was trying to force him to cry while desperately shaking his head and begging for mercy, was simply fascinated.

Even if he couldn't bear the tears, he would never admit defeat. He would scold Duan Mingchong for being a jerk and grit his teeth for a while, and grind his teeth on his shoulders and pant for breath. Wrapping around Duan Ming Chong's neck, he never wanted to push him away from beginning to end.

He was probably forced into a desperate situation, and he was reluctant to let Duan Mingchong go.

Duan Mingchong's hand inadvertently touched Sui Yan's eyelashes, Sui Yan rubbed his eyes in confusion, and said vaguely, "Insect, Your Highness..."

Hearing Suiyan calling his name in his sleep, Duan Mingchong smiled lightly and leaned over, only to hear Suiyan muttering: "His Royal Highness, eat it."

Duan Mingchong: "…"

Duan Mingchong withdrew his hand silently, and didn't dare to look any more, he hugged Sui Yan lightly and quickly fell asleep.

The night snow fell, and Wan Lai floated on the window lattice in silence, making a slight noise.

Before dawn, Duan Mingchong got up and changed his clothes, let someone bring hot water up, and then walked back to the couch to gently wake up the sleepy Sui Yan.

Sui Yan fell into a daze, and instinctively wanted to sit up, but just as he straightened up, he suddenly gasped, clutching his waist and falling back on the pillow.

Duan Mingchong hurriedly went to see him: "What's wrong? Did you fall?"

Sui Yan was sleepy at first, but was woken up by this pain.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Duan Mingchong, patted his hand away, and said expressionlessly, "Next time I go out alone with you, I won't be named Sui."

Duan Mingchong watched him sit up with difficulty while leaning on his waist, hesitant to say anything.

Sui Yan seemed to see what he was thinking, looked at him in awe, and said, "It can't be called Duan!"

Duan Mingchong: "…"

All right.

Duan Mingchong is young, so he thinks too much, but because of the warm and humble temperament he has developed over the years, most of them can't express it, and Suiyan seems to see through him, and he imagines it in one sentence. Blocked.

Suiyan frowned and put on his clothes little by little. Every time Duan Mingchong stood aside, he would slap him away every time he tried to help him, which was extremely fierce.

Duan Mingchong couldn't, so he had to say: "I'll go get someone to prepare some breakfast first, and then we'll go after eating."

Sui Yan put on his clothes with a cold face, glanced at the copper sink next to him, and said, "It will be the time of the court soon, so don't waste time. If Your Highness is hungry, prepare some to eat in the car."

Duan Mingchong wasn't sure whether Sui Yan was uncomfortable because of the pain all over his body, or because he got up, so he didn't refute him any more, and nodded in response.

Soon, the two got into the carriage and drove towards the palace.

Suiyan leaned against the wall of the car to catch up on sleep all the way. He was probably too tired last night, and his eyes were already a little blue-gray.

Duan Mingchong looked a little unbearable, and cautiously leaned over, holding Sui Yan's forehead and letting him lean against his arms.

Sui Yan was startled, opened his eyes slightly and glanced at Duan Mingchong.

Duan Mingchong gave him a gentle smile.

Even though Sui Yan was very angry, he was completely appeased by Duan Mingchong's smile.

He rubbed his brows helplessly, thinking that forget it, he would have been planted long ago anyway.

Sui Yan was lying on Duan Ming Chong's lap, looking down at the falling ink hair, and whispered, "I don't know if my brother will kill me this time?"

It's okay not to go home at night, and he was eaten and wiped clean by a man. Rao is Suixun no matter what happened with him and Duan Mingchong.

Duan Mingchong gently touched his hair and said, "He won't do anything to you."

Sui Yan said in his heart that he really couldn't do anything to me in front of you. After you left, it wouldn't be so. At that time, he might not be pretending to be sick, but be really sick.

The carriage drove for about a quarter of an hour and was about to enter the main street of the city.

Sui Yan was so dazed that he was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt that the rickety carriage suddenly stopped, and the neighing of the horses sounded at the same time.

Sui Yan was caught off guard, almost rolled down, and was quickly embraced by Duan Ming Chong with his eyes and hands.

Sui Yan frowned and sat up.

Duan Mingchong said: "What's wrong?"

The driver's voice came from outside: "Your Highness, Lord Song Xian is blocking the way."

Sui Yan frowned even more: "Is he alone?"

"Yes."

Duan Mingchong wanted to say more, but Sui Yan said indifferently, "Let him make way, or run over if he doesn't."

Driver: "… "

Duan Mingchong: "…"