Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 65: Anger

Early the next morning, Duan Mingchong went to the Piandian to call Suiyan. After pushing the door and entering, he found that Sui Yan had already got up early, sitting on the couch and putting on shoes.

Duan Ming Chong was surprised: “Why do you get up so early today?”

Sui Yan yawned, put on his shoes, and said with a smile, “Is there a sweet bun for breakfast?”

Duan Ming Chong smiled: “Yes.”

Sui Yan immediately ran to the side to wash.

After a while, the two ate in the outer room, and breakfast was served one after another.

Sui Yan was about to hold it with his hand, and Duan Ming Chong glanced at him lightly before he picked up the chopsticks and stuck a piece in his mouth.

But he only took a bite, frowning suddenly, covering his mouth as if to vomit.

Duan Mingchong hurriedly said: “What’s the matter? Spit here.”

Sui Yan frowned and threw half a bun to the side, and said with difficulty: “It’s too sweet…”

Duan Mingchong was very surprised. Sui Yan often refused sweets. This was the first time he heard him vomiting because it was too sweet in so many years.

Sui Yan stuck out the tip of his tongue and vomited, and said, “It’s so sweet that it’s a bit salty.”

Duan Mingchong filled half a bowl of the warm sweet soup on the side, and said, “Come on, take a sip of the sweet soup and press it down.”

Sui Yan frowned, took a sip, and ran out, covering his mouth.

Duan Mingchong was taken aback and hurriedly chased him out: “Ayan!”

Sui Yan vomited the soup in her mouth, causing a retching, but she couldn’t vomit out anything while clutching her chest.

Duan Mingchong was so distressed that he patted his back lightly.

After a while, Sui Yan stopped uncomfortable, and was supported by Duan Mingchong back to the dinner table, but he lost his appetite.

Duan Mingchong only drank white porridge for breakfast. He saw Sui Yan’s face pale, and took a spoon to feed him a few mouthfuls of porridge. Sui Yan tilted his head and signaled that he couldn’t eat it.

Duan Mingchong said helplessly: “Is there a problem with this porridge?”

Sui Yan said with anger, “It’s too salty.”

Duan Mingchong: “How come? I’ll try it.”

He was about to take a spoon to taste, Sui Yan stopped him and said, “Farewell, it’s okay, maybe my tongue was scalded by hot water when I was washing, and everything is salty now.”

Duan Mingchong is still not at ease.

The palace man on the side reminded: “His Royal Highness, I will go up soon.”

Sui Yan said, “His Royal Highness doesn’t care about me. I won’t go to court today. I will leave the palace by myself for a while.”

Duan Mingchong said worriedly: “Can you do it yourself? Or call the imperial doctor to see it?”

Sui Yan smiled and said: “Where is such a delicate, your Highness go.”

Duan Mingchong estimated the time, and found that it would be too late if he didn’t leave, so he ordered the palace clerk to take care of him, and then he hurried away.

After Duan Mingchong left, Sui Yan, who had been leaning on the chair and pretending to be dead, jumped up alive and rushed toward the small kitchen aggressively.

The palace man stopped at the back: “Master Hou, Master Hou!”

Sui Yan ran a few steps away from them and said, “Get off, don’t stop me.”

He walked into the small kitchen, patted the door open, and said angrily: “You come out for me!”

Outside and indoors, the cook was leaning on the seat and humming a little tune, with a tone comparable to a magic sound, almost frightening Sui Yan.

Sui Yan opened the curtain and rushed in, staring at him coldly: “You did it on purpose!”

The cook glanced at him obliquely, and said lightly: “Why did Lord Hou say this?”

Sui Yan: “Today’s steamed buns and sweet soup, what did you put in it? Are you trying to poison me?”

The cook smiled, and said: “Where is Lord Hou, what is this little bitch, how dare you be so bold, but I got up too early this morning, 80% of them regarded salt as sugar, and spilled a handful of them in. .”

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan stared at him grimly.

The cook guilty insincerely: “I’m sorry, it’s a small negligence.”

Sui Yan sneered and said, “Do you really want to stay in the palace forever?”

The cook said: “There is everything in this palace. I eat fragrant and spicy food here. Why do I still think about going out of the palace?”

Sui Yan watched him pretend coldly, and said coldly: “I know what your name is, and I probably know who you are. It’s all about it, do you still want to pretend to be like me?”

The cook’s eyes moved, lest Sui Yan swindled him, and said casually: “Then Master Hou, what is my name?”

Sui Yan looked at him coldly. At this time, the belated palace man happened to follow him, and followed him back and forth to call to Master Hou.

Sui Yan pursed his lips, and said for a long time: “Your surname is Mo.”

The cook sneered and said, “Wrong.”

Sui Yan didn’t answer any more, turned around and wanted to go out.

Only when he walked out of the small kitchen, he seemed to think of something. He tilted his head slightly, and for some reason, his expressionless face suddenly showed a cold expression that seemed to be a smile, and the cook who was watching suddenly became a little numb.

Sui Yan’s thin lips lightly opened, and he repeated it again.

“Your last name is Mo.”

The cook looked at his handsome face for a long time before his face suddenly changed.

“you……”

Sui Yan smiled at him, but his smile was not warm at all.

“I gave you a chance. If you don’t want it, just stay here, as long as you are not afraid of death, even if you do something in the dessert.”

Chef Mo said with difficulty: “Little…Master Hou, it’s my fault…”

Sui Yan sneered following the tone of his talent, and said, “That’s wrong.”

After he finished speaking, he stopped staying any longer, turned around and left.

The palace people didn’t know what Dangchao Hou Ye and a cook dug from the folks had to do with a dumb riddle. They didn’t understand it for a long time. Seeing Sui Yan walking, he hurriedly greeted him.

“Master Hou, are you going out of the palace?”

Sui Yan took the small hand stove and absently replied, “Go back to the Hou Mansion.”

The palace people hurried to prepare the carriage.

Sui Yan waited at the gate of the East Palace.

The heavy snow had stopped last night. He was wearing a snow-colored fur-edged windbreaker and standing under the plum tree outside the East Palace. He slightly raised his head and looked at the sky that was gradually lit up, not knowing what he was thinking.

A faint sound of footsteps on the snow came from my ears.

Sui Yan thought it was the carriage that had arrived, so he tilted his head to look, and slammed into Duan Zhisu’s deep black pupils.

Duan Zhisu has been working with Song Xian in the south of the Yangtze River during this period. Xu Shi went back to the palace to report on work today, and he still had time to change in the future.

Sui Yan walked down the stairs and said in a salute: “Please peace of your Highness.”

Duan Zhisu’s face was exhausted, and his expression was complicated: “Get up.”

Sui Yan got up and gathered his cloak without a trace.

Duanzhi solemnly said: “What are you doing here? Waiting for someone?”

Sui Yan nodded.

Duan Zhisu let out an “um”.

Before that, Sui Yan often caused endless conversations. When he didn’t know it, he stopped talking to himself and felt sad.

The two were silent for a moment, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Duan Zhisu said softly: “Is your body better?”

Sui Yan smiled: “It’s much better, thank you for your compassion.”

In the past three years, the two have not seen each other many times, and Sui Yan no longer hated him at the beginning. Sometimes when he recalled the past, he only felt like a dream, which made people laugh and laugh.

Sui Yan himself is a low-spirited person. In his previous life, he had completely given his only point of sincerity to Duan Zhisu, but in this life he had not even given him any part.

To him, Duan Zhisu is probably just the same as Song Xian, just a slightly familiar stranger.

Regarding emotions, Sui Yan admits that he treats Gan Enhe more than them.

At this time, the car from the East Palace came in a leisurely manner.

Sui Yan asked him to get up, handed him the small hand stove, and said solemnly to Duan: “His Royal Highness, let’s leave now.”

I don’t know when, Duan Zhisu no longer has the qualifications to leave him to chat with him for a few words. He lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the sadness in his eyes, and said, “Well, be careful all the way.”

Sui Yan nodded slightly, stepped on the horse bench and drove into the car.

As the car slowly left Duan Zhisu’s sight, he seemed to think of something, instinctively wanted to take a few steps forward to chase, but stopped before stepping out.

With no waves in his heart, Sui Yan found a comfortable position in the carriage and slept.

The carriage stopped suddenly, Sui Yan opened his eyes in a daze.

“Master Hou, Mansion Hou is here.”

Sui Yan let out an “Oh” and lifted the curtain and jumped off.

Haitang ran out to greet him, seeing him as if he had seen a savior, crying sadly: “Master, you are finally back, go back to the courtyard and take a look!”

Sui Yan was yawning and said vaguely: “What happened?”

Haitang hesitated to speak and stopped, only to let him see.

Sui Yan didn’t know, so he had to go back to the courtyard first.

The courtyard had already accumulated thick snow, and several osmanthus branches were almost crushed off. Sui Yan waved it away and the snow smashed down.

He absently pushed open the closed door of the courtyard, raised his eyes slightly and was startled by the sight in front of him.

——In the room, Wuyuan is dressed in black, with a cold face, leaning against the bookshelf with his arms around him, and staring coldly at Jun Jingxing, who is lying on the table opposite to sleep.

And beside the bookshelf, a knife was out of its sheath, and the blade was cold and gleaming.

Others watched, it seemed that the next moment they were unwilling to hold a knife and chop Jun Jingxing into two pieces.

Jun Jingxing was awakened by the sound of pushing the door and almost jumped up directly.

He looked at him sleepily, his mouth was still saying: “I, I, I haven’t moved, I’m sitting, I’m sitting well… I haven’t moved at all!”

Unwilling: “Heh.”

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan said, “Two people, what’s the matter?”

Unwilling to hold a fist slightly and salute: “I have seen the little master.”

Sui Yan waved his hand and said, “Why is he here? Still sitting and sleeping?”

Unwilling to lower his head, said: “The little master said last time that the gentleman would keep him when he came back, and would not let him leave for half a step.”

Sui Yan seemed to understand, “Oh, good job, hard work.”

The unwilling ear became red, and he said, “The unwilling…duty.”

The two were in deep affection between the master and the servant. Jun Jingxing, who hadn’t had a good night’s sleep on the side, was finally fully awake at this time. He saw Sui Yan and couldn’t wait to rush to feed him alive.

“Forgetting to go home!”

Sui Yan turned his head to look at him, and saw the anger on Jun Jingxing’s face. He didn’t understand, so he didn’t get angry and said, “What’s the matter? I haven’t asked you to settle the account yet. Why are you still looking like you are going to beat him up?”

Jun Jingxing was so angry that he didn’t know how to say any more words for a while, so he could only stare at him resentfully, and the hand pointing at him was trembling all the time.

“you you you……”

Sui Yan turned his head and whispered to Wuyuan: “Is he stupid? Why is he still sloppy?”

Unwillingly also whispered: “I don’t know.”

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing was so angry that he almost vomited blood. After holding back for a long time, he scolded: “Where did you go in these two days? Why didn’t you come back? Do you know that I have been sitting here alive for two days and two nights? !”

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan’s ears were stunned by his sudden roar. He rubbed his ears and looked at him like a fool: “Sit for two days and two nights? Are you stupid or crazy?”

Jun Jingxing: “…”

“Year, forget, return!”

Jun Jingxing was so sleepy at this time, even his eyes were blue and black, and his mind was dim. Even if there was more to say, his mind seemed to be unable to keep up.

Sui Yan saw that Jun Jingxing was flushed with anger, his conscience finally realized, he coughed dryly, and said, “Why are you still sitting for so long? Wait for me? Oh, even if I wait for me, I don’t have to wait from dark to dawn and then to dark. Well, how hurtful, I never knew you were so worried about me.”

Jun Jingxing was so angry that he burst into swearing: “If I **** care about you, I won’t call Yuejian!”

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan blinked: “You didn’t call Yuejian before.”

Jun Jingxing immediately pressed his forehead and cursed in pain: “I was stunned by you! Let me think about what my name is?”

Sui Yan: “…”

Unwilling: “…”