Stigma

The palace servants who were waiting in the side hall hurriedly came to the outside of the study. Before they could get in, they suddenly heard the sound of broken porcelain inside, and there seemed to be the scattered sound of countless things falling to the ground.

The person waiting outside whispered: "What's going on? Your Royal Highness is in a hurry, so don't bother if there is nothing important."

The palace people complained repeatedly: "Little Hou Ye seems to be sick again, and is now arguing about going back to the mansion."

Upon hearing this, the man hurriedly stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"His Royal Highness."

Duan Ming Chong's cold voice came from inside: "What's the matter?"

Then the sound of footsteps sounded, and Duan Mingchong opened the door, but the soft and moist face on weekdays was as cold as frost at this time, and the eyes looking at the person were not half warm.

Where did the people serving in the East Palace have seen Duan Mingchong look like this cold-hearted, hesitatingly said: "Xiao, Xiao Hou Ye seems to be sick again..."

Hearing these words, Duan Ming Chong was stunned for a moment, and then he hurried to the side hall without saying a word.

This time, Sui Yan's drug addiction was extremely serious. He seemed to be very awake, and he just wanted to go outside while wearing his shirt, but he was always stopped by the attendants guarding outside.

He rushed twice, his face was a little impatient, his fingers creaked, as if desperately suppressing his anger.

However, when Duan Ming admired the door and entered, Sui Yan, who was about to get angry, suddenly seemed to be wronged. He curled his lips and said softly: "Your Highness..."

Duan Mingchong still had some bloodshot eyes in his eyes. He walked forward quickly, held Sui Yan's arm, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

Sui Yan had become addicted, and he had been arguing for a long time without hesitation. His whole body became weak long ago, and he fell on top of him unbearably when he was touched by Duan Mingchong.

Sui Yan grabbed his skirt and whispered: "Your Highness, I want to go home."

Duan Mingchong saw that his pupils were a little divergent, and he understood that the fragrance of the medicine was causing trouble. When he thought that the drug addiction was to heal the stigma, his heart seemed to be gripped and twisted. He almost couldn't breathe.

Duan Mingchong took a light breath, hugged Sui Yan on the couch, and said softly: "Don't go home first, wait until you get better, then go home, okay?"

Sui Yan's internal organs and bone marrow are like countless insects biting tightly. His uncomfortable tears flowed. His arms were tightly wrapped around Duan Mingchong's neck, and he whispered: "Your Highness, please. , I want some incense..."

"Ming Chong, I feel uncomfortable... You save me quickly..."

He cried and clung to Duan Mingchong, his longing for the fragrance of medicine almost drove his unclear mind to madness.

Duan Mingchong pressed him while comforting: "It will be better soon, immediately..."

He suddenly couldn't tell.

Sui Yan didn't know if he heard him talking, she was crying and out of breath for a while, his hands fluttering and struggling, almost making Duan Mingchong unable to hold it.

While struggling, Sui Yan's nails were drawn to Duan Mingchong's neck again. This force was used so much that blood couldn't help but gush out.

The palace man exclaimed: "His Royal Highness!"

Everyone hurriedly pulled Duan Ming Chong away. The belated doctor Meng hurriedly instructed the people to tie Sui Yan's two hands to the bedpost with a red silk soft cloth, allowing people to hold him down. Poke a few needles directly on his acupuncture points, and forcibly instilled the tranquilizing medicine.

While Yu Physician Meng was administering medicine to Sui Yan, Duan Mingchong was supported by the palace man and sat on a chair in the outer room with a dazed expression.

The palace person bound up the wound on his neck with hands and feet, and it was extremely painful to be scratched with such a wound, and then put on the golden sore medicine, but Duan Mingchong seemed to be unconscious, and sat there blankly.

Sui Yan's violent coughing and crying sounded in his ears. Chong Dai sat for a while, then raised his trembling hand and covered his eyes.

After about half an hour of tossing, Yu Doctor Meng walked out with a sullen expression on his face.

Seeing this, Duan Mingchong hurriedly greeted him, and wanted to ask, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't speak for a while.

Meng Yu said: "It's nothing serious, just give him medicine every two hours."

Duan Mingchong was speechless and could only nod his head.

Not long after, all the people in the temple retreated.

Duan Mingchong's eye circles were a little red. After standing in the outer room for a long time, he opened the bead curtain and entered the inner room.

Sui Yan was tossed a little bit miserably, his sweat-soaked ink hair stuck to his pale cheeks, and he looked weaker and weaker. He tilted his head up slightly on a soft pillow, and even when he fell asleep, his face was still a little bit painful.

Duan Mingchong just glanced, like acupuncture, his eyes were sore.

He sat on the side of the couch, shaking his hands and holding Sui Yan's wrist hanging beside him, gently touching the red marks on his wrists, suddenly felt weak.

Sui Yan probably screamed vaguely because he was hurt by the touch.

Duan Ming Chong quickly let go of his hand.

Sui Yan slept unsteadily. He had been having the nightmare of being chased and killed all night. He was in a daze when he suddenly stepped on the air, shaking his whole body, and opened his eyes in a daze.

As soon as he felt his body, Sui Yan felt as if he was sticking to a warm object, and a steady stream of warmth radiated from it, making him want to hold on to it comfortably.

He just woke up, his eyes were still a little fuzzy, and he rubbed his eyes, only then he could see that he was curled up in a person's arms.

Sui Yan was stiff and completely awake.

He raised his head in amazement, and directly met Duan Ming Chong's gentle eyes-Duan Ming Chong was awakened by him without knowing anyone, and his eye sockets were slightly red.

"Hall, Your Highness!" Sui Yan was so scared that he almost jumped up, looking at him with some horror.

Duan Mingchong stretched out his hand to press the body he was about to get up, tucked the quilt for him, and said softly: "Don't let the heat go, go to sleep for a while, it's still early."

Sui Yan glanced toward the window and found that it was still dark.

Sui Yan curled up again, leaning aside unnaturally, turning his index fingers together in a circle with his back facing Duan Mingchong.

After a while, he couldn't help it anymore, turned over timidly, and whispered: "Why is your Royal Highness here?"

Duan Mingchong smiled lightly: "You have nightmares at night, and I am worried that you will turn yourself out of bed, so I will come to accompany you."

Sui Yan was so happy that he had a nightmare in his heart and he still had the same treatment.

He pulled the quilt up, and accidentally rubbed his red and swollen wrist, hissed.

Duan Ming Chong hurriedly took his hand and blew gently on the bruised area: "Does it still hurt?"

Sui Yan wanted to ask Duan Mingchong about his work yesterday, but when he saw that Duan Mingchong didn't want to say anything, he just gave it up. Today, Duan Mingchong can fall asleep with him, Sui Yan is also courageous. Get up, whispered: "His Royal Highness, I...I don't sleep well, right?"

Duan Ming Chong said: "Why do you say that?"

Sui Yan replied: "I thought I was too annoying to toss around, and you made me tie me to the bed."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

The red mark on the wrist can be seen by someone with a little common sense that it was **** with a rope. Sui Yan couldn't think of what he did that was infuriating between humans and gods, so that Duan Mingchong could tie himself up with such a gentle temper. stand up.

——It's still two nights.

Sui Yan was shocked, isn't it a sleepwalking sapo?

Duan Mingchong probably knew that he couldn't keep it, and he was silent for a while before saying: "Doctor Meng said that you are addicted to a certain kind of medicine..."

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the addictive medicinal fragrance that Jun Jingxing had prepared. He would order it every night at the mansion a few days ago. He also ordered it for a while the day Jun Jingxing came back, but he entered the next day. After leaving the palace, only then left the medicinal fragrance.

Jun Jingxing's sentence "I want to prepare the soothing fragrance as soon as possible, or you will have your pain in the evening" suddenly resounded in his ears, and Sui Yan realized that what he was talking about was drug addiction.

Duan Ming Chong said: "After your drug addiction, you will be unconsciously looking for incense everywhere. If you don't give it to you, you will get angry. If you are not sleepy and keep you from moving, Meng Yu said that you might still self-harm, so ..."

Sui Yan looked at his red-scarred wrist in amazement, knowing nothing about the memory of drug addiction.

Seeing his appearance, Duan Mingchong hurriedly calmed and said, "Fortunately, you used less before, and it won't be long before you can recover. Don't worry."

Sui Yan Nene nodded and whispered: "I...I'm here to trouble your Highness, and I will leave as soon as daybreak..."

Duan Mingchong took a breath and tried to lower his voice as much as possible: "You behave, cure the illness in the palace and go back. There is no doctor in your house. If there is another attack at night, those servants who dare not disobey you, maybe again. I will burn you incense."

Even Sui Yan had no impression, but he probably knew that he would not be so decent when he was addicted to the drug, and 80% would cried and screamed indiscriminately.

And this embarrassing appearance of himself was all seen by Duan Mingchong.

Sui Yan felt a little unacceptable.

He smiled reluctantly: "No, I will let people throw away the incense, and won't use it again, so don't worry about it."

Duan Mingchong wanted to say anything more, Sui Yan pulled the quilt and directly covered his face, turning his back to him and refused to communicate.

Duan Ming Chong stared at him in a daze, and gently raised his trembling hand. He was about to put it on Sui Yan's back when there was a knock on the door.

Duan Mingchong's hand withdrew sharply.

"What's up?"

Gong Ren said: "His Royal Highness, it's time to go to court."

Duan Ming Chong was taken aback.

Sui Yan narrowed his mouth and shrank under the quilt, feeling that Duan Mingchong opened the quilt and got down on the bed. He suddenly felt a little lost.

Obviously he took the initiative to return to the mansion, but seeing that Duan Ming Chonglan didn't stop him, Sui Yan's heart suddenly filled with grievances, and his eyes were sour.

"Go up to the court." Sui Yan thought bitterly and bitterly, "I will go home as soon as you leave, and I will never come to you again."

Duan Mingchong put on his coat and walked out of the inner room, opened the door and said to the waiting palace: "Go to your Majesty and give me a leave."

The palace man was taken aback: "Take a leave?"

The prince entered the court for more than a year and went to the court every day without hindrance. The palace people had never thought that one day he would voluntarily take leave.

Recalling the appearance of Duan Mingchong who almost smashed the entire study last night, the palace staff did not dare to say much, bowed and left.

Duan Mingchong closed the door and returned to the inner room again.

Sui Yan was stunned by the sound of the bead curtain colliding with the fine jade. He slid his eyes off the side of the quilt with both hands and looked out. When he saw Duan Ming Chongzheng sitting on the side of the couch, his eyes lit up.

Duan Mingchong looked down at him and said, "Listen to me and go back after the treatment."

Sui Yan suppressed his excitement, coughed dryly, and whispered: "Your Highness won't go to court?"

Duan Mingchong smiled softly: "Don't go."

Sui Yan grasped the finger of the victim and slammed hard, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and said softly, "Why, why?"

Duan Mingchong said: "I'm afraid you will run, so naturally I have to watch you carefully."

Sui Yan's toes were tense, he gently kicked the quilt, forcibly suppressing his joyful mood, pretending to be calm, and said: "I, I can't run, don't run anymore."

Duan Mingchong gave an "um", blinked and changed his statement: "I'm still afraid that you will have nightmares again and want to be with you."

Sui Yan: "..."

Sui Yan's fate is too cheap, and no one has ever treated him so well. At first he was flushed by Duan Mingchong's unintentional teasing, and he thought in a daze, "I must be dreaming now."

Duan Mingchong wore his outer robe and his ink hair was scattered. Without the usual sense of detachment from grace and luxury, Sui Yan seemed to have more smoke.

Sui Yan was staring at him fiercely, Duan Mingchong looked down at him, and suddenly smiled softly.

Sui Yan: "His Royal Highness?"

Duanming Chongrou said: "A year ago I asked you about the government's administration and the attack on the court..."

Sui Yan thought about it carefully and seemed to remember this.

At that time Duan Mingchong asked him: "You will go to the court to listen to politics in the next few years. How can you gain a foothold in the court if you are so lazy and inactive?"

At that time, Sui Yan didn't know that Suixun was still alive, and that the mess that happened later had long been alive, so Hui Duan Mingchong's words were extremely harsh.

Thinking about it now, Sui Yan suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "His Royal Highness, I was young and ignorant..."

Duan Mingchong laughed, and Sui Yanzhu realized that Duan Mingchong was younger than him.

Sui Yan was even more embarrassed.

Duan Ming Chong said, "I don't want to make fun of you by turning over the old things, but I just want to ask you, do you still want to attack the court?"

Sui Yan sat up holding the quilt, tilted his head, and thought: "I don't count this. In fact, my biggest long-cherished wish is to eat, drink, play, eat and wait for death. It would be nice to get up early every day and go to court. And Xijue...well, I have to wait for my brother to come back and tell him that this matter is not my mastery."

Duan Mingchong smiled and said: "As long as you don't want to, no one can force you."

Sui Yan blinked and didn't understand what he meant: "Huh?"

Duan Ming Chong said: "The emperor father has been talking to the cabinet people about the matter of letting you go to the court. If you don't want to, I will help you push it."

Sui Yan was even more at a loss: "Huh?"

Duan Mingchong pressed his shoulders: "Then I will see my father later, so I won't eat dinner with you."

Sui Yan could only say "Ah".

Duan Mingchong really wanted to say this to Sui Yan with a solemn look, but seeing his confused "Ah" constantly on his face, he couldn't help but smile.

Sui Yan was pushed back on the couch by him and couldn't help but grab Duan Mingchong's sleeve.

Duan Mingchong said: "It's still early, you can sleep for a while, I'll see if the medicine is frying."

When he was about to leave, Sui Yan completely recovered and grabbed his wrist again.

Duan Mingchong looked back at him without being impatient.

Sui Yan blinked and whispered, "Then what your highness meant is that in the future, I will be able to continue to be my idle Master Hou and play casually, right?"

Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "Yes."

Sui Yannane said: "Then...then I have no power and no influence in the court, if I am bullied..."

He didn't know what he thought of, pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, and tentatively said in a low voice: "What should I do?"

Duan Mingchong held his hand, gently placed it under the quilt, stretched out his hand to straighten the strand of hair on his forehead, and said gently: "I will always protect you from now on."

Sui Yan finally got the answer he wanted, put the quilt on his face, yelled silently, and nodded hurriedly.

Sui Yan has lived in his previous life for so many years. This is the first time I heard someone say this to him. It's because he is not a man who lives by others, and he was too stunned by these words for a while, and his brain was full of boiling. In general, a little powerless to think.

It wasn't until Duan Mingchong left, that Sui Yan secretly stuck his head out of the quilt, his cheeks flushed a little bit with embarrassment or sullenness.

"Great." Sui Yan murmured softly, "It feels like someone is guarding it. That's how it turns out."