Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)

Chapter 84: Cold-blooded

Early the next morning, Jun Jingxing kicked the door open with hot water.

“Master Hou, are you awake?”

He put the water on the shelf, walked to the inner room and hung the layered bed curtains on the hooks, and said to Sui Yan in the quilt: “How do you feel now?”

Sui Yan was very tired yesterday, was poked a few shots and drank the medicine, slept all night and finally woke up naturally.

He fiddled with it twice in the quilt, struggling to stick out his head, his face was still a little pale, and his voice hoarse: “I still feel a little uncomfortable.”

Jun Jingxing heard his voice change, frowned, sat down and touched his head, and said, “When did you sleep last night?”

Sui Yan didn’t know, so: “Well… you let me sleep and I fell asleep. When did you remember that time?”

Jun Jingxing: “But the prince…”

Sui Yan sat up sleepily with his arms propped up, but before he got up, he fell back softly all over, almost throwing himself into a daze.

Jun Jingxing hurriedly supported him.

“You’re still burning, don’t get up, I’ll have someone give you a decoction.”

Sui Yan would be seriously ill every winter, but this year came very early, Jun Jingxing frowned and pressed him back into the quilt, saying that Sui Yan was ill, and this year of the Hou Mansion was afraid that he would not have a good time.

Sui Yan was so dizzy that he was lying in the quilt trying to sleep, but his ears kept humming, as if countless people were whispering in his ears, and the noise made him raise his hands and cover his ears.

“Moon see you, it’s noisy.”

As soon as Jun Jingxing ordered Haohaitang to decoction, when he came back, Sui Yan’s face was pale with cold sweat on his forehead, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

Sui Yan: “Don’t let him talk, it’s so noisy!”

Jun Jingxing leaned forward and gently rubbed his temples, and said, “Who is talking, what do you hear?”

Sui Yan was a little confused, looking at him with his eyes open, desperately trying to hear the sound in his ear, but could not hear anything.

He frowned and said: “I don’t know, don’t let him talk anymore, I want to sleep…”

[Why are you kissing me? 】

Sui Yan screamed suddenly: “Ah!”

Jun Jingxing was taken aback by him, and he hurriedly held his shoulders for fear that he would go crazy: “What’s the matter? Don’t be afraid, no one is talking. You are stunned. Wait for a while. Hurry up!”

Haitang came from outside: “Hey! Good!”

Sui Yan listened to the sound that seemed to come from deep in his memory, opened his eyes in amazement, and tremblingly grasped Jun Jingxing’s hand, and trembling as if he had seen a ghost: “Are you talking just now?”

Jun Jingxing is inexplicable: “I will let Begonia decoction…”

Sui Yan: “No, it’s not! You ask me’why kiss you?'”

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing looked at him blankly.

Sui Yan covered his head with a look as if he had seen a ghost.

[I like you, so naturally I want to kiss you. 】

The light of the candle came in slightly, illuminating the faces of the two of them, and Duan Mingchong’s face was flushed, and he said: “Like… me?”

Sui Yan lay on him, tilted his head to the left, and then tilted back after a long time, looking stupid.

His eyes were full of water, and he was illuminated by the candlelight, shining like a sparkle, and his eyes were extremely scorching.

“Do you like me?”

Duan Ming Chongming could force a person to open, but when Sui Yan’s hot body pressed against him, he only felt a little touch as if he could burn his hand directly, and drew back tremblingly.

Sui Yan asked vaguely if you like me, while rubbing against Duan Mingchong recklessly.

Duan Mingchong groaned and hurriedly hugged Sui Yan’s back and gently rolled over, pressing Sui Yan on the couch, and whispered: “Stop it, you still have a fever.”

Sui Yan slept on a soft pillow obediently, and hung his hands on Duan Mingchong’s neck. He stared, “Then wait for my illness to heal, let’s make trouble again.”

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Duan Mingchong had no choice but to coax him: “Okay, wait until you get better.”

Sui Yan burned into a delirious state and was extremely entertaining. He nodded, patted the quilt on the side, and said, “You sleep here, don’t go.”

Duan Mingchong hesitated, and was about to speak, he saw Sui Yan’s hand hanging down gently, falling on the silk quilt, his complexion was a little sickly pale.

Sui Yan probably ran out of energy and fell asleep again with tired eyes closed.

Duan Mingchong watched his sleeping face and sighed softly after a long time.

The moon fell and the stars were sinking, Duan Ming Chongcai got up and left Sui Yan’s room.

Jun Jingxing said with a cold face: “What did you do with the prince yesterday? Shouldn’t he take advantage of you…”

Sui Yan: “Ah!”

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing was hurt by his ears and said impatiently, “Speak well!”

Sui Yan murmured: “The prince really came yesterday? I…I forcibly kissed him? I still…”

Jun Jingxing suddenly prepared something: “It’s all right, I don’t want to know anymore, shut up you.”

Sui Yan still couldn’t accept the fact that he forcibly pressed Duan Mingchong on the couch and kissed him for a long time yesterday. His face was already pale, and he was so scared that he was even more indifferent.

In order to scare him out of fright, Jun Jingxing slapped his chest, swallowing the words “yesterday, your Royal Highness wiped you with hot wine”.

Obviously it was what he did, but it frightened himself.

After Suixun came back from the court, he went directly to the courtyard to see Sui Yan.

Sui Yan has drunk the medicine and went to sleep again, his face looks even uglier than yesterday.

Suixun frowned: “Does Wanggui still have a fever?”

Jun Jingxing said: “Yes, I should have gotten up again this morning. It doesn’t get in the way. Just press down after drinking the medicine.”

Suixun said dissatisfied: “He has burned for so long, how can he be said to be out of the way?”

Jun Jingxing explained: “Master Hou is weak in his bones and suffers a serious illness every winter. As long as he survives, nothing will happen.”

Suixun was taken aback for a moment: “Is it like this every winter…?”

Jun Jingxing nodded.

A few years ago, Suixun had always been at the border, and he stayed for three years. Except for the family letter on August 15th and the New Year, the rest of the time was all in the busy army.

Sui Xun suddenly felt embarrassed. Sui’s family was the two of them, and he had been indifferent to Sui Yan for so many years because of his young mess.

And even in the letters sent every year, there are always some messy comments and reprimands. After thinking about it, he never asked Sui Yan a word of concern.

Suixun breathed in lightly, feeling trembling with distress even breathing.

“It’s all my fault.” Suixun said in his heart, “I never ask why he is so weak, and I have never asked him how he was doing for so many years.”

How did Sui Yan live in this capital city full of tigers and wolves, whether he was bullied by others, whether he was sick or injured after all these years, Sui Xun didn’t even know after careful consideration.

Sui Xun thought sadly, maybe it was because of his own care that Sui Yan might have gone astray and fell in love with a man…

Seeing Suixun’s expression a little ugly, Jun Jingxing wondered for a long time what he said wrong.

Suixun took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly: “When did he start doing this?”

Jun Jingxing was afraid that more words would cause Sui Yan’s troubles, so he thought about it and said, “Three or four years ago, it’s been a long time.”

Suixun murmured: “Three or four years ago…”

He also only came back three years ago. At that time, Sui Yan’s body seemed to be ill, and he was still ill for several days at the end of the year. At that time, he only thought it was a minor illness and didn’t care about it at all.

Suixun tried his best to keep himself calm and walked to Sui Yan’s couch, looked down at Sui Yan’s sleeping face, and said for a long time: “It’s my fault.”

In the palace.

Duan Mingchong wore a rare moon white brocade robe with a large cloak of silver-embroidered white cranes tied around his shoulders. With expressionless expression, he led two palace men across the palace that was already covered with withered grass.

Duan Xichen was sent to a deserted courtyard by the emperor who was furious by Thunder since he was exposed by Duan Ruwang for murdering the prince.

This place is very far away from the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and even the lowest palace people rarely come here.

Duan Mingchong walked into the decaying deserted hall without changing his face, stepping on the layers of dead leaves and falling snow, his eyes were cold and solemn.

Before entering the deserted hall, Duan Mingchong smelled a choking medicinal fragrance.

A few years ago, this medicinal fragrance caused Sui Yan to suffer. Duan Mingchong naturally remembered clearly. He frowned and pushed open the carved door with most of the red paint and walked in.

The door creaked, and the light poured on the empty bluestone slab, reflecting the slender shadow of Duan Mingchong.

Duan Mingchong walked in, bypassing the ink-stained screen, and finally saw a desolate Duan Xichen.

On such a cold day, Duan Xichen was actually dressed in a single coat, with the plackets spread out to reveal half of his pale chest. He was leaning against an incense burner with disheveled hair, looking up at Fang Liang with vague eyes.

The censer was already full of smoke, covering him.

Duan Mingchong’s pupils shrank slightly, and he only felt disgusted when he saw Duan Xichen.

As long as he thinks that this person used to have coveted Sui Yan, and also openly acted on Sui Yan at the Lantern Festival a few years ago, Duan Mingchong would want to chop off his hands that had touched Sui Yan.

Duan Mingchong looked at him indifferently, and said, “Brother Five Emperors, how are you doing well these days?”

Duan Xichen was immersed in his own world alone, and it took a long time to come back to his senses vaguely.

Duan Xichen retracted his gaze and fell on Duan Mingchong.

He was thin and thin, and his eyes turned out to be gray and sullen.

Duan Xichen looked at him for a long time, then smiled lightly and looked a little weird: “His Royal Highness, Brother Emperor is well.”

As he said, he didn’t know what he thought of, and laughed weirdly: “Hahaha, good…I am better than anyone…”

Duan Mingchong looked at him coldly.

Duan Xichen stood up staggeringly holding the incense burner, he looked at the palace man behind Duan Mingchong, he smiled, like a drunk person, staggered a few steps towards Duan Mingchong, his face Shang faintly looks crazy.

“Are you here to send me the last ride?”

The palace man behind Duan Mingchong was holding a white silk in one hand, and the other person stepped forward to protect Duan Mingchong’s side.

Duan Mingchong waved his hand gently, motioned him to go down, and said lightly: “Yes.”

Duan Xichen laughed loudly: “My father ordered it?”

Just now Duan Mingchong looked on with a blank expression, but when he heard this, he laughed unexpectedly.

When his eyes curled up, they were so gentle that he wanted to drown in them.

Duan Ming Chongrou said, “Gu ordered it.”

The smile on Duan Xichen’s face disappeared instantly as if he was changing his face. He said gloomily: “Prince, it’s enough. You have to kill the prince without a decree or order. Don’t you be afraid of the father’s blame, the officials? Abusive? You’re still just a prince, so good at mastering too much, beware of causing murder.”

Duan Mingchong looked at him with a smile.

Duan Xichen Xu used too much medicinal fragrance, and the whole person was a little muddled. He laughed frantically at one time, and sweared angrily at the other, just like a lunatic in the market.

Duan Mingchong thought coldly and ruthlessly: “Probably the blood of the royal family is cold and crazy.”

Duan Xichen is a crazy lunatic, Duan Ruwang is a terribly calm lunatic.

Duan Mingchong said: “I didn’t want to kill you, but the five princes were insane and insane in the imprisoned Qianzhi Palace, and he accidentally strangled himself with the bed curtain.”

Duan Xichen looked at him viciously.

Duan Mingchong said softly without blinking his eyes, “Brother Five Emperors, you are too careless.”

Duan Xichen smirked with anger, sneer struggling to rush to tear his throat, but was restrained by the palace man who followed.

Duan Mingchong didn’t talk to him any more, just watched him quietly, moving his hand lightly.

The palace man behind him immediately bowed and spread the white silk in his hands.

A madman is either as powerful as a cow when he is mad, or at the mercy of others in a muddle-headed manner.

Duan Xichen spent so many years of medicinal fragrance, and his body was already hollowed out. Although he clearly knew in his mind that Duan Mingchong was going to kill him, he did not have the slightest strength to struggle to escape. He could only watch that Bai Ling leave him. Getting closer.

Duan Mingchong watched with cold eyes, a pair of jade-like eyes staring at everything in front of him, until the light in his eyes was stained with a trace of blood, he lightly lowered his eyes and ignored the big cloak on his shoulders.

The palace person wrapped the blood-stained white silk into a ball and held it in front of Duan Mingchong.

The slender white silk collapsed into a thin line and plunged deeply into the soft neck of the person, tightening the blood veins, and the blood slowly flowed to the ground.

Duan Mingchong glanced at it, and then whispered softly: “Find a box to fill it up and have someone send it to the genius doctor of Sui’anhou’s Mansion.”

The palace man nodded and said yes.

Duan Mingchong glanced at Duan Xichen, who was leaning on the incense burner neck by the slender white silk into a bloodstain, ruthlessly in his eyes, stepped on the blood on the soles of his feet and turned and left.

The blood on the soles of the feet fell on the snow, a **** footprint step by step.

Duan Mingchong didn’t even look at it, and slowly walked towards Qianzhi Palace.

Fengxue did not know when, it blew again, and flakes of snow fell on Duan Mingchong’s ink hair, making his face paler.

Duan Mingchong walked out of the Qianzhi Palace, raised his head slightly amidst the heavy snow, and looked at the falling snow that was constantly flying in the sky, with some relief and sadness in his eyes.

Duan Ming Chong murmured: “The blood of the royal family is really cold.”

In Sui Anhou’s mansion, Sui Yan slept and opened his eyes staringly.

Standing in front of the window lattice, Jun Jingxing was about to close the half-opened window, but Sui Yan said, “Wait.”

Jun Jingxing said: “What?”

Sui Yan was stunned for a long time before he whispered, “I want to see the snow.”

The snow breaks its branches and falls like a white plum.