The driver said, "Your Highness, this..."
Duan Mingchong said helplessly: "Song Xian is always a minister in the court..."
Sui Yan looked at him blankly.
Duan Mingchong changed his tune and said, "Do as Lord Hou said."
Driver: "… "
The driver was at a loss for words. He was stunned for a long time and didn't know what to say. He really didn't dare to run over directly, so he could only ask the attendants who followed to let Song Xian make way.
The carriage stopped for a while, and the outside didn't know what was going on, and soon it moved again.
Duan Mingchong looked at Sui Yan's slightly gloomy profile, and said tentatively, "Why did he make you angry?"
Sui Yan raised his head, glanced at him, and said faintly: "He didn't make me angry, it was you who made me angry before, I couldn't take this breath, and I couldn't bear to send it to His Highness, Song Xian happened to bump into me, but I didn't go Did he make it?"
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Ming Chong said calmly, "Then are you relieved now?"
Sui Yan said nonsense: "I didn't run over it, so I didn't lose my breath."
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Duan Mingchong was very worried that he would crush himself, so he hurriedly raised a smile and opened his hand to him, and said softly, "Are you still going to sleep?"
Sui Yan glanced at him before leaning back into his arms, being held by him and going back to sleep again.
After a while, the carriage stopped abruptly in Hou's mansion, Sui Yan fell into a drowsy sleep and struggled twice before getting up.
Duan Mingchong saw that he was too tired, so he wrapped him in a cloak and directly carried him out of the carriage.
Li Zhao greeted them outside, and when he saw the posture of the two, he almost fell off the steps in fright.
"See Your Highness, my young master... This..."
Duan Ming Chong did not change his face and said, "He is tired, I will take him back to his room."
Li Zhao hurriedly led the way ahead.
The three of them walked towards the side courtyard, but before they walked through the corridor, they met Sui Xun who was dressed in court clothes and planned to go to court.
Duan Mingchong: "…"
Last night, Sui Yan didn't return overnight, and it was only in the middle of the night that he was told by the attendant of the East Palace that he was with His Royal Highness the Prince.
Sui Xun's face was gloomy all night, and Haitang was very frightened. He originally planned to send someone to look for Sui Yan after he went to court, but he didn't expect to see his younger brother, who was brought back by the prince, before he went out.
Sui Xun's face darkened immediately.
Duan Mingchong ate someone else's younger brother. He didn't have the slightest guilt towards his elder brother. He held Sui Yan's hand firmly, and nodded slightly to Suixun: "General Sui."
Suixun couldn't even make the warm color that he forced, he said with difficulty: "Forget it..."
Duan Mingchong's face immediately turned red when he flirted with Sui Yan's fluttering words, but he was not flustered at all when facing others, and the calmness was amazing.
"Last night at the Lantern Festival, Ayan was about to set off lanterns, so he took him to a hot spring courtyard in the southwest of the city to stay for a night. General Sui doesn't have to worry."
Sui Xun forcibly endured it and glanced at Sui Yan, who was leaning against Duan Mingchong's chest with a pale face, and pretended that he was not yet fully ill. After thinking about it, he didn't have a direct attack, so he forced a smile and said, "Trouble your Highness to send him home. return."
Duan Mingchong said indifferently: "The general said that it is a matter of life. It has long been no difference between you and me, so why bother to talk about it?"
As soon as these words came out, Sui Xun's face turned green.
Li Zhao watched with fear and trepidation, lest Sui Xun drew his sword and chopped Duan Ming Chong.
After Duan Mingchong finished speaking lightly, he nodded politely, and then walked steadily towards the side courtyard with Sui Yan in his arms.
Sui Yan didn't know that Duan Mingchong and his elder brother fought without blood, and still slept soundly.
After a while, he felt dazedly that he seemed to be placed on the soft bed, and then a weak touch gently fell on his eyebrows, and it was instantly separated.
Sui Yan's brain is like a pool of muddy water, he should know Duan Mingchong is going to leave in a trance, he desperately wants to reach out to grab him, but he can't wake up no matter what, he can only let out a whimper from his throat, as if he wants to keep Duan Ming Chong.
Duan Mingchong sighed softly, leaned down and kissed the corner of his lips again, and said softly, "Go to sleep, I'll come over in the afternoon."
Sui Yan frowned, he felt that he had exhausted all his strength, but he couldn't lift his fingers at all.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound gradually disappeared from his ears, and Sui Yan struggled for a long time before barely opening his eyes.
"Your Highness?"
His mind was still a little hazy, and he wanted to sit up with his arms to look for Duan Mingchong, but before he could sit still, the pain suddenly surfaced from his waist, making him almost fall back again.
Haitang was preparing breakfast in the outer room, when she heard the movement and ran in: "Master, are you awake?"
Sui Yan held his elbows halfway, and there were a few drops of cold sweat on the corner of his forehead, which seemed to be quite uncomfortable.
He frowned and raised his eyes impatiently: "When did His Royal Highness leave?"
Haitang said indifferently, "It's been an hour since I walked, and it's bright outside."
Only then did Sui Yan react. He looked at the dazzling light at the window lattice and lay back on the couch.
Haitang saw that her young master was obviously a little unhappy, and he cautiously ran forward to share her worries with her master: "Young..."
It's just that before he finished speaking, Sui Yan said in a sullen voice, "Don't talk to me, the prince will talk to me when he comes."
Haitang had to shut her mouth and whispered, "What about breakfast?"
Sui Yan, who can't see Duan Ming Chong, is going to die: "If you don't eat it, take it out."
Haitang thought about it for a while, but said cautiously, "There is sweet porridge, didn't you think about it for a long time, young master?"
Sui Yan directly covered his head with the quilt: "Don't eat, don't eat, I'll call you if you eat, go down."
Haitang was afraid that Sui Yan was really angry and ran away like a busy rabbit.
Although he already knew that Duan Mingchong would go to court, but at this time, Sui Yan, who was feeling uncomfortable, felt worse and worse, and wanted to catch Duan Mingchong and beat him up.
He was sulking in the quilt when he suddenly heard a small sound from the outer room.
Sui Yan was startled.
The window lattice seemed to be opened from the outside, and then a person flipped over the window and landed on the ground, quietly and sneakily walking towards the inner room.
Sui Yan's room was only divided into an inner room and an outer room, and through the bead curtains, you could see the wide bed covered by the bed curtains.
The man walked gently towards the bed curtain with a very vigilant attitude.
Through the bed curtain, you can see a bulging piece of brocade quilt. The man quickly rushed into the bed curtain, and quickly opened the brocade quilt with his eyes and hands.
Inside are two piled pillows.
The man was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, a large cloak suddenly fell from the sky, covering his face with his head.
Sui Yan flashed out from behind the curtain behind the bed, and kicked the man to the ground with one foot—although his face twisted for a moment due to the pain during the movement, it did not affect his kicking and flying.
The man's head was covered, and he was kicked directly on the footrest beside the bed. It was probably the corner of the footrest that caught his waist, which caught him off guard and screamed.
Sui Yan didn't even stop, stepped on him directly, and beat him expressionlessly.
Falling down from the beam without incident, he looked at the angry Sui Yan with some embarrassment, and whispered, "Master, this is..."
Sui Yan didn't look back: "It's none of your business, go."
Wu Xia was choked for a moment, and then he glanced at the person on the ground with some sympathy, and turned away.
The man was beaten so loudly that he fluttered for a long time before he lifted the cape off his head, and said angrily, "Sui Wanggui! Enough, it's me! Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
Song Xian's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and he desperately grabbed Sui Yanting's hand.
Sui Yan was not relieved, and kicked him again before giving up.
"You sneaked into my room, and I thought you were an assassin. It's good to beat you. If I had a knife, you would have been lying on the ground to see the Buddha now."
Song Xian had a guilty conscience when he climbed the window and came in. Even if he was beaten to death, he couldn't justify anything, so he gave him a stern look: "It's not because the gatekeeper in your house will stop me from letting me in, so I jump over the wall. Is it easy for me to climb a window?"
In fact, Suiyan knew it was him when Song Xian came in. The Hou Mansion was heavily guarded, and only Suiyan's acquaintances could not be stopped by the dark guards, but Suiyan felt uncomfortable, and Song Xian climbed the window to find him without authorization, just in time. All the breath that could not be released was thrown on him.
Sui Yan beat him up and felt at ease, but his waist that was almost broken was aching again.
He leaned on the bed and sat down with a pale face, and his calf was a little weak.
Song Xian wanted to beat him back, but seeing Sui Yan's miserable appearance as if he was being abused, remembering how he was so seriously ill that he could not be rescued a few days ago, he couldn't bear to start, so he got up reluctantly, Sitting down on the bed.
Suiyan frowned and kicked him, and said, "Don't sit here, it's annoying to look at you."
Song Xian rolled his eyes: "You think I'd like to see you. If I hadn't come to you for something important, I wouldn't have come here to be beaten by you."
Suiyan wanted to kick him, Song Xian grabbed his ankle and said angrily, "Listen to me."
Sui Yan suddenly cried out in pain and scolded: "Let go of my paws!"
Seeing his pale face, Song Xian quickly let go of his hand. He tilted his head to look and found that Sui Yan's calf, which was not completely covered, was actually a cyan finger mark, and there seemed to be a few red marks in the gap covered by the hem of the clothes. mark.
Song Xian frowned: "Your legs..."
Sui Yan immediately grabbed the quilt to cover his legs, and said coldly, "Speak up if you have something to say, or I'll drive people away!"
Song Xian didn't care about his calf, and said solemnly, "It seems that something happened to your third highness."
Sui Yan bent his calf and hugged his knee, enduring the discomfort, and said, "What's wrong with him? Are you here to talk to me?"
Song Xian said: "If it's because of the affairs of the court, I naturally won't come to you, but this matter..."
He glanced at Sui Yan without words, and said in a low voice, "It seems to be related to you."
Sui Yan frowned: "Me?"
Song Xian sat down towards Sui Yan, and said in a daze, "Do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
Sui Yan's eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly, "Why do you say that?"
Song Xian thought for a while, but still told Suiyan what Duan Zhisu almost went crazy with last night.
"... I sent him back to the Prince's Mansion, but he kept calling your name. Did you make any bows to him?"
Sui Yan: "…"
Sui Yan looked at him blankly, and said, "If I really want to be stubborn and die, and directly bribe the killer to kill something, what's going to happen? You think I'm as useless as you, and I'll only do these sly tricks. dose?"
Song Xian: "..."
Song Xian hated Sui Yan's venomous tongue since he was a child, and at this time he wished to strangle him: "Speak well! What happened last night was very strange. He originally said that he would not bother you again, but on the way back, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. Sometimes calling your name, sometimes calling your majesty, and saying something to give."
Suiyan said, "I said it's none of my business. I haven't seen him for a long time. Don't blame me for this."
Song Xian said: "Then he may be because of you..."
Suiyan said impatiently: "Why is it because of me? It's my fault that he called me by my name? Then I'm calling 'Song Chonghui Song Chonghui' and smashing my head into the bedpost. Did you kill me? ?"
Song Xian was stunned by his words: "Of course I didn't mean that! I just thought you might know something, so I wanted to ask you."
Suiyan said: "Then you want to ask people's attitude now?"
Song Xian: "..."
Song Xian looked at him in disbelief, before swallowing for a long time: "Master Hou, since I didn't sleep outside the city and waited for you for a long time, please help me this time."
Sui Yan glanced at Song Xian, then turned around and took out the lottery box he made from the small dark compartment of the bed.
Song Xian: "What is this?"
Sui Yan shook the lottery inside and said to Song Xian, "Draw one."
Song Xian didn't know why, so he hesitated for a moment but reached out and took one.
He glanced at the sign, and there was a row of small notes below: Don't miss this opportunity.
Song Xian's face was blank: "What good opportunity?"
Sui Yan shrugged and said, "Whatever opportunity he has, you ask me who I'm going to ask?"
Song Xian: "But isn't this your signature?"
Suiyan said: "The eminent monk in any temple you've seen will explain the signing to you clearly and clearly, and each and every one of them is an unfathomable posture that can't be revealed, so I'm considered good. Anyway, you Just tell Duan Zhisu these four words and that's it, let him realize the rest by himself."
Song Xian put the signature into his sleeve without words: "You really don't plan to visit the Third Highness with me?"
In fact, Suiyan really wanted to go, because he probably guessed from Song Xian's three words that Duan Mingchong might be remembering something from his previous life - with him being reborn before, and Geng Xue knowing about it later, even if Duan Mingchong was born again Zhi Su remembered everything overnight, and Sui Yan would not be shocked.
He really wanted to see how Duan Zhisu reacted to make him feel good, but now that his life is still in his hands, it is naturally impossible for him to leave the house.
"No, maybe someone wants to kill me, I can't leave the house."
Song Xian hesitated, and seemed to still want to persuade.
Suiyan said: "Don't say that if I go out for a long time, I won't die. If I really go out with you, according to the stories in the playbooks I read on weekdays, I'm sure my life will not be guaranteed, so don't be delusional."
Song Xian said angrily, "I haven't said anything yet!"
Sui Yan said unceremoniously, "But you've written it all over your face, hurry up and don't get in my way."
Song Xian glared at him before turning around and limping away.