Stigma

After a while, Sui Yan was sent back to the Hou Mansion by his servants.

It usually takes an hour for the stigma to get into the throat. However, it takes only three quarters of an hour from the Third Prince's Mansion to the Hou's Mansion. Sui Yan felt dizzy in front of him, and almost staggered and fell on the snow when he jumped out of the carriage.

Haitang was changing the lantern outside, and when he saw him coming back, he quickly greeted him in surprise: "Master, why did you come back so early?"

Sui Yan only wore a wide-sleeved gown, and his figure was thinner. The wind and snow went down his sleeves. He didn't know whether it was cold or something else. He was shaking all over, and he slowly shook his head, saying in a dumb voice, "It's okay."

When Haitang saw that his face was wrong, Sui Yan waved his hand away when he wanted to help him.

"Master?"

Sui Yan looked down and walked to his yard: "You don't have to follow."

What more Haitang had to say, Sui Yan had quickly walked into the red plum forest leading to the courtyard, and a gust of wind and snow flew in and disappeared.

Meilin Zhongxue had accumulated so much that her ankles were gone, and Sui Yan walked into it, panting slightly.

With a dazed expression, his face was suddenly scratched by a plum blossom, and he hid a few steps aside, his feet were unstable, and he slammed on the ground.

Before the big cloak, he was planted thinly in the snowdrift, and slowly sat up with his hands on the snowy ground, staring blankly at a jade pendant falling out of his sleeve.

—That is the birthday gift he intends to give Duan Zhisu.

In the previous life, he also prepared the same jade pendant, but he never sent it out because of the murder of Ming Chong halfway through. In this life, he wanted to make up for this regret, but he didn't want to become the biggest joke at this time.

Sui Yan felt ridiculous and sad the more he watched.

The pattern of the jade pendant was painted by him before he was born again. I heard the owner of the jade shop said that the pattern of the jade pendant is often the magpie goldfish or evergreen, and the laurel peony is three years old. What means it is good to carve.

Sui Wanggui felt that the pattern was too monotonous, so he thought of combining several festive flowers and painting them directly into a four-dimensional image, but it was carved out anyway.

It's just that next time he went to the jade shop, the boss said that he would not accept him again, which made Sui Wanggui very puzzling at one time.

Sui Yan stared at the jade pendant on the snowy ground, and then, like a demon, he clenched his fists and slammed on the jade pendant.

With a muffled "bang", Yu Pei was smashed into the snow by him. The first time it was not broken, Sui Yan knelt on the ground and slammed it twice again.

The jade pendant was cracked and cracked into several pieces, and the broken jade cut his blue hands with blood dripping.

Sui Yan looked at the shattered jade pendant blankly, and thought blankly: "How on earth did I...make myself a joke?"

When he drank the wine, he saw Song Xian and his stubborn expressions clearly, but the clearer he saw, the sadder his heart became.

Sui Yan's first reaction was: "Ah, they all know it."

Only I don't know.

After the loss, the irresistible collapse hit completely.

Sui Yan did not understand why Duan Zhisu wanted to put Duan Ming Chong to death on such an occasion with Duan Ruwang. Duan Ming Chong died at his birthday banquet. There are countless reasons for him, and he must be the first. One can't escape the relationship.

It is not stupid for Duan Zhisu to survive in North Korea for many years. Why on earth do you want to do this?

If Sui Yan could perceive this in his previous life, he must first consider the overall situation for Duan Zhisu.

But now, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to see the polite looks of the two men, and he didn't even want to stay at the nauseating banquet for a quarter of an hour.

Sui Yan covered his mouth and collapsed like a cracked snowy mountain, crashing all the right things he had insisted on in his previous and current lives, leaving nothing but residue.

I can't pick it up.

He was desperate and aggrieved. He wanted to laugh and cry. His lips curled up but he couldn't laugh. His eyes were sour but a tear could not fall. Only the dull pain in his heart made him tremble with pain.

Sui Yan stunned and recalled his previous life, he abandoned his shame and dignity and spent so many years in the court. He turned himself into a sinister and vicious villain who sometimes hated himself, just to avenge Duanzhisu and vindicate, instead of believing in ghosts and gods. After he had lived again for a lifetime, he suddenly realized that all he insisted on in his previous life was nothing, and even... just entered a scam.

It's extremely ridiculous.

"Is there anyone more stupid than me in this world?" Sui Yan murmured, and then replied, "There must be none."

Sui Yan knelt and sat in the snow for a moment, the frenzy in his eyes gradually dissipated.

"I can't die yet." He staggered and supported the plum tree on the side and stood up, his eyes lost, and he murmured, "I lived again, not to make myself dead so useless."

After taking a shower, Jun Jingxing was reading a doctor's book under the lamp. Amidst the silence of the snowy night, there was a faint knock on the door. He frowned and put on his coat to open the door.

The door had just been opened, before Jun Jingxing could react, a person fell straight towards him, he instinctively helped, and was surprised to find that it was Sui Yan, who was covered in wind and snow.

Sui Yan clung to Jun Jingxing's sleeves unconsciously, barely opened his eyes, and said intermittently: "Poison...you will solve..."

Before he finished speaking, he vomited out blood.

Jun Jingxing was taken aback, and quickly hugged him into the house.

Sui Yan kept holding on to his arm, and he was already delirious after such a long time: "Yue, Yueyue..."

Jun Jingxing was almost frightened when he saw that he couldn't stop vomiting blood. He stripped off Sui Yan's clothes soaked in snow, stuffed him into the warm quilt, and said anxiously, "What is it? What's the matter? Are you poisoned?"

He said that he was going to call someone, but Sui Yan grabbed him. Even though his throat was unbearable, he still weakly said, "Don't tell, other people..."

After struggling to say this sentence, Sui Yan felt that he was really cheap at home. At this time, he was still thinking about stubbornness.

"Sui forgets home, you deserve it if you die." Sui Yan thought.

Soon, the stigma began to venomously, and the chill and heat swept through his body, burning his whole body into a horrible mood, and he was so painful that he could not wait to turn to the bed.

Ah, yes.

Before falling into chaos, Sui Yan suddenly remembered the words Duan Zhisu said to him back then.

He said: "Forget to go back, are you willing to believe me?"

The stubborn eyes of the year were lost, and he looked at him blankly, looking weak and desperate with an unwilling look.

When I was a teenager, Wanggui had never seen Duan Zhisu look like this, and immediately couldn't control anything, nodded.

"Of course I believe in you."

Naturally...

Trust you.

And what are you doing with my trust?

The heavy snow continued for several days. By the time of New Year's Eve, the ice on the eaves was already solid, and the snow on the roof was melted by the sunlight, dripping slowly along the crystal clear ice.

Early in the morning, Suixun tied the cloak around his shoulders, adjusted his collar, frowned, and turned his head back and said, "Isn't awake yet?"

Haitang was full of worry: "Yes, the genius doctor said that when the young master came back that night, the cold breath entered his body, and he will not get better for a while, and he needs a few days of careful care to wake up."

After Duanzhisu's birthday banquet, Suixun has been busy with the military's affairs. When he came back today on New Year's Eve, he originally wanted to take Sui Yan into the palace, but didn't want to be told that Sui Yan was still sick.

Suixun waved away Haitang's hand to fix his girdle, and said, "I'm so ill, why no one told me, let the car wait a while, I'll go see him."

Haitang quickly said yes.

Suixun walked quickly to Sui Yan's yard to the east. Before entering the door, he smelled a smell of medicine mixed with blood. He pushed the door in, but unexpectedly ran into a person head-on.

Jun Jingxing stepped back and saw Suixun hurriedly saluting.

Sui Xun knew that Sui Yan had found a doctor in the rivers and lakes to live at home, but he didn't care. He looked down at the blood-stained veil in Jun Jingxing's hand. His eyes became cold and he said, "Isn't it sick? Why? Will it still bleed?"

Jun Jingxing said hurriedly, "It's just the bruise that comes out, it won't get in the way."

Suixun glared at him with a look of quack doctor.

Jun Jingxing hurriedly carried the basin down to fetch new water.

Sui Xun ignored him, thinking that today in the palace, he would ask a doctor to come over and show Sui Yan, he thought, walked to the couch in the inner room, and saw Sui Yan's pale face on the bed. Startled.

After being ill for a few days, Sui Yan was almost skinny, frowning on the soft pillow, pale and unnaturally flushed lips.

Suixun sat gently on the edge of the bed, touched Sui Yan's forehead with his hand, and whispered, "Forget going?"

Sui Yan moaned and groaned, her lips moved lightly, not knowing what she was dreaming about.

At this time, Jun Jingxing hit the hot water and came in from the outside, looking at Suixin with a sullen expression.

Suixun frowned and soaked the veil in hot water, gently wiped the cold sweat from Sui Yan's forehead, and asked, "When will he wake up?"

Jun Jingxing thought for a while and said, "Let's have another two days."

"Two days..." Suixun rubbed his eyebrows, a little irritable, "Can you be faster?"

Jun Jingxing seemed to want to roll his eyes, thinking that your brother is not an ordinary disease, he is poisoned, and can save a life is considered a blessing from the ancestors, still want to be faster? I can do it if I kick my legs faster.

However, Sui Yan Hun told him not to tell others before going to bed. Jun Jingxing heard this rare occasion. These days, people from the Hou Mansion had been coming to visit, and he had all been stunned by the wind and cold.

It was getting late, Suixun was anxious to enter the palace and didn't have to wait any longer. After a few words with Jun Jingxing, he left worryingly.

Today is New Year's Eve, and it is also a winter festival.

In the past dynasties, the ceremonial ceremony was built on New Year’s Eve, the palace built a dew ceremony, a red candle was placed on the altar, and a sky lantern was hung in the southwest. After the hour, the emperor climbed the altar and the prince was beside the prince, burned the blessing board and prayed for the next year's Ruixue Fenggu. .

With hundreds of civil and military officials, Suixun looked at the emperor on the altar and offered incense to worship his ancestors and ancestors, thinking that Sui Yan's illness would inevitably be a little overwhelming.

As he followed the worship of the Emperor God, he absently made a half-step mistake. Duan Mingchong, who had just come down from the altar, looked at him strangely, and finally whispered: "General, return to the seat."

Only then did Suixun come back to his senses, frowning and returning to his seat, sitting on his knees.

He was a little absent-minded throughout the whole process, and even saw Duan Zhisu from the far side. When the Taihe Bell rang, he couldn't help but said to Song Xian on the side: "Is Forgotten still sick?"

Song Xian whispered: "His Royal Highness, be silent during the sacrifice."

Duan Zhisu had to sit back again.

The cumbersome ceremony lasted for most of the day, and finally stopped at noon.

Sui Xun was eager to go back to see Sui Yan, and after speaking with a few colleagues, he walked out of the palace quickly.

When leaving Cheng'anmen, Duan Zhisu suddenly stopped him.

Suixun looked back and saw him and bowed.

Duan Zhisu seemed a little hard to speak, and said, "Is it sick for the past few days forgotten to return? Today's ceremony of worship hasn't arrived yet."

Suixun said: "Yes, probably because I forgot to put on the thick clothes and suffered some cold when I returned to the house that day. The doctor said that there was no major problem, and I would wake up in a few days."

Duan Zhisu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled reluctantly: "That's good, I'll go see him in a few days."

Suixun said goodbye and left.

Song Xian walked up from behind, looked at Suixun's hurried steps, frowned and said, "What happened?"

Duan Zhisu said: "It's just a wind chill."

Song Xian hesitated to speak but stopped.

The two walked side by side on the way back to the mansion. Halfway through the road, Song Xian suddenly couldn't help but speak: "His Royal Highness, why do you think Sui Wanggui was drinking that glass of wine for the prince? As far as I know, he and the prince seem There is no friendship, do you think he knows something?"

Suspended for a moment.

Song Xian said: "You and I know what is mixed with that wine. Although I don't know what deadly poison is, I forget it according to my mind..."

Duan Zhisu whispered: "Shut up."

Song Xian closed his mouth, but the anger in his eyes remained undiminished.

Duan Zhisu took a deep breath and said, "This matter is due to my poor consideration. I will go to see him in a few days and explain the matter to him clearly. You, don't talk nonsense in front of him, forget about it. Gui looked at Ling Tou, but his mind was extremely heavy, and a wrong sentence might have caused him to provoke a gap in his heart."