Stigma

It's halfway through the night.

Sui Yan was drenched and hugged by Duan Mingchong to the dormitory. She couldn't get any strength from her body.

Sui Yan's eyes were red. He didn't know whether he was crying or hot spring smoke. He gasped weakly and muttered, "Young man, are you going to toss me to death?"

Duan Ming Chong's ears were red, and he placed him gently on the couch, wiped off the water stains on his body with a square towel, and put a quilt on him.

When Sui Yan saw him put his hands on his knees, he felt harmless to humans and animals. He raised his elbows with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty, you will blush even when you kiss. Don’t you feel a little shameful about what I did?”

Duan Mingchong pushed him back into the quilt on his shoulders, and whispered, "Stop talking."

"Should I say, you have to listen to me if you don't want to listen."

Sui Yan said in his heart that I had a good hot spring bath. Couldn't I still let me cry out for grievances by feeding the tiger with my body for no reason?

This unlucky boy probably forgot that if he hadn't been arbitrarily provoking him, he would not be pressed against the hot spring wall and tossed to death.

Sui Yan still had some water in his eyes, his voice was so dumb, and his calves were still weak.

He lifted the quilt a bit, stretched his feet on Duan Mingchong's knees, and instructed him: "Your calf hurts, rub it."

Duan Mingchong knew that he was wrong, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and gently held Sui Yan's well-structured calf.

Sui Yan's calf was full of pinched finger marks. Duan Mingchong didn't dare to look at it, rubbing his hands indiscriminately.

When Yan was comfortable, he continued to chatter.

"You and I did such ridiculous things before we got married. If my father was still alive, he would have cut you with a knife. Tell me about you..." Sui Yan hated iron, "Young man, Why can't I hold it? Although I know that I am unmatched by beauty, how can you..."

Duan Ming Chong's ears were red, and he couldn't listen anymore. He stretched out his hand to cover Sui Yan's mouth, almost begging: "Ayan, you...Stop talking."

Sui Yan grabbed his hand and scolded, "How can the hand that touches my leg cover my mouth?! Think about it, have you touched my foot?"

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Just now Duan Mingchong gave Sui Yan a toss, even more pity that he had been screaming tired, so I wanted to be gentle with him, who knows Sui Yan didn't play the cards according to common sense, and he unexpectedly happened for a while. Don't know how to speak.

Duan Ming Chong held back for a long time before he said with difficulty: "Go to sleep."

Sui Yan kicked him and said, "You want me to sleep after eating, so what dreams do you want?"

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong reluctantly put his calf in the quilt, and said, "We will leave for the city tomorrow morning. You must rest earlier."

Sui Yan couldn't say anything: "Aren't you letting me sleep in?"

He was almost almost writing the words "the guilty man who ran away after eating" on his forehead.

Duan Ming Chong said, "Didn't you just say tired?"

Sui Yan stretched out his hand restlessly to touch Mingchong's waist, and muttered: "I'm tired from shouting, so have you stopped?"

Duan Mingchong was taken aback for a moment, and then his face was abruptly blushed by him.

Sui Yan gave a dry cough and said with a bluff: "What are you doing? Only then did you realize that you were blushing and it was too late."

Duan Mingchong tirelessly stuffed his restless calves into the quilt again, leaned forward and gently kissed Sui Yan's lips, and whispered: "Go to sleep, I'll take you back home tomorrow morning."

Sui Yan snorted him: "Then you just wait to be beaten by my brother."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong couldn't laugh or cry.

Sui Yan turned over, his waist seemed to be split in half with dull pain, he frowned and hissed a few times before he whispered in dissatisfaction: "You don't need to send it, you will go to the court tomorrow morning. Right, I'll go back by myself when I'm full."

Unexpectedly, Duan Mingchong, who was still gentle just now, changed his face and said, "No."

Sui Yan turned his back to him and said dullly: "I have a pain in my back and legs, and my head still hurts. Don't make me angry, or you won't want to sleep at night."

Duan Mingchong took off his outer robe, gently pressed Sui Yan's shoulder, and whispered: "Ayan, listen to me, you can sleep as long as you want after returning home."

On weekdays, Ming Chong follows Sui Yan's affairs and rarely refutes his decision. What's more, now that he has such a big advantage, he is very reserved if Sui Yan is not regarded as an ancestor. I did not expect to be in this case. Things are so persistent.

Sui Yan was confounded by the toss, but at least there is still clarity. He turned around, looked at him faintly, and said, "I am here, there will be danger?"

Duan Mingchong was silent for a moment before he said: "You are outside with me, it will be dangerous."

Sui Yan said, "Someone wants to kill me? Who?"

Duan Ming Chong said: "Don't worry about it. I will send you back tomorrow. Then you will say that you should not leave the house at will. I will deal with it as soon as possible."

Sui Yan said in his heart, oh, if you want me to call you sick, that is the man in the palace who wants my life.

The last emperor wanted to kill him even when he died. Sui Yan has long been accustomed to it, so even if he guessed it, he didn't think there was anything unacceptable.

Sui Yan glared at him: "You wait for me."

Duan Mingchong lay down and hesitated for a while before reaching out and gently hugging him from behind, but before he tried hard, Sui Yan slapped his paw.

Duan Mingchong retracted his hand and looked at him somewhat innocently.

Sui Yan turned his head and continued to stare at him: "I have a shadow now, don't touch me."

Duan Mingchong coaxed him: "I don't do anything. You are not in good health now, so you can't toss it anymore. Go back and let the cook in the small kitchen make some pastries for you and send it to Hou's Mansion. Is it okay?"

Sui Yan glared at him again, grinning, turning around, facing Duan Mingchong, like a firecracker.

"You are ashamed to say that my body is not good. Did I tell you before that I was just ill and couldn't bear to work. How did you get back to me? Huh, huh? Let me'stop moving' and I just lie down. Do you move?" Xu is that the two of them have made the last step, Sui Yan has no qualms, reaching out and poking in Duan Mingchong's chest, "I have done it now, I just want a basket of dim sum. Let me shut up, am I so easy to pass?"

Duan Mingchong allowed him to poke and whispered, "Don't you want to eat it?"

Sui Yan said with an aura: "Eat!"

Duan Mingchong just laughed.

Sui Yan kicked him on the knee: "Send two cages!"

Duan Ming Chongrou said: "Okay."

Good to pass away.

Sui Yan wanted to toss and toss Duan Ming Chong again, but he was just short of illness, and he was really tired today. He hummed for a long time and leaned in Duan Ming Chong's arms, and soon fell asleep.

The candle on the table has not yet gone out, and Duan Mingchong looks at Sui Yan in his arms with the faint light, only feeling that there is no place from the top to the bottom of this person that he does not like.

Sui Yan's eyes were still slightly red, Duan Mingchong gently stretched out his hand and hooked it, and saw his crow-like feather eyelashes trembling slightly, and suddenly remembered that he was just in the white mist of the hot spring, and the pair couldn't help but fall. Peach eyes of tears.

Sui Yan seldom cries. Except for a few times when he was seriously ill, he cried unconsciously. Usually, even if he shed tears, he pretended to be the most. Sui Yan, who wanted to cry and shook his head desperately begging for mercy, was fascinating.

Even when he couldn't bear the tears, he would never admit defeat. For a while, he gnashed his teeth and scolded Duan Ming Chong as a bastard, and then gritted his teeth on his shoulders to gasp, but his arms are tight all the time. Around Duan Mingchong's neck, I never tried to push him away from beginning to end.

Probably being forced into a desperate situation, he was not willing to let Duan Ming Chong go.

Duan Mingchong's hand inadvertently touched Sui Yan's feather eyelashes, Sui Yan rubbed in a daze, and said vaguely: "Insect, Your Highness..."

Hearing Sui Yan calling his own name in his sleep, Duan Mingchong smiled softly and leaned forward, only to hear Sui Yan muttering in his dream: "His Royal Highness, eat it."

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Duan Mingchong withdrew his hand back silently, not daring to look at it anymore, and quickly fell asleep with Sui Yan in his arms lightly.

Yexue fell, Wan Lai floated on the window mullions in silence, making a slight noise.

Before dawn, Duan Mingchong got up and changed his clothes, and asked people to bring hot water up. Then he walked back to the couch and gently awakened Sui Yan, who was sleeping in a daze.

Sui Yan fell asleep in a daze, and instinctively wanted to sit up, but just straightened up, he drew a breath of cold air, clutching his waist and slumped back onto the pillow.

Duan Mingchong went to see him hurriedly: "What's the matter? Did you fall?"

Sui Yan was originally sleepy-eyed, but was awakened by the pain.

He gritted his teeth and looked at Duan Mingchong, slapped his hand away, and said blankly: "Next time I will go out alone with you, my last name will not be Sui."

Duan Mingchong watched him sit up hard with his waist, hesitant to say something.

Sui Yan seemed to see what he was thinking, looked at him in amazement, and said, "You can't be named Duan either!"

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Ok.

Duan Mingchong is not very old, he was thinking too much, but because most of his gentle and humble temperament he has cultivated over the years can not be confessed, and Sui Yan seems to have seen him through, just a word in his heart. It's blocked to death.

Sui Yan frowned and put on his clothes little by little, and Duan Mingchong stood aside every time he tried to help him, he would be slapped away by him, extremely fierce.

Duan Mingchong couldn't, so he had to say: "I'll go and let someone prepare some breakfast, let's go after eating."

Sui Yan put on his clothes with a cold face, glanced at the copper leak next to him, and said: "It's the hour of the Shang Dynasty soon, don't delay the time. If your Highness is hungry, you can prepare something to eat in the car."

Duan Mingchong was unsure whether Sui Yan was uncomfortable because of the aches and pains in his body, or because of the anger of getting up, he did not refute him any more, and nodded in response.

Soon, the two got into the carriage and drove towards the palace.

Sui Yan leaned on the wall of the car to make up his sleep all the way. He was probably too tired last night, and his eyes were already a little blue-gray.

Duan Mingchong looked a little unbearable, and cautiously leaned forward, holding Sui Yan's forehead to let him lean in his arms.

Sui Yan was startled, slightly opened his eyes and glanced at Duan Mingchong.

Duan Mingchong smiled softly at him.

Even if Sui Yan was so angry, he was completely appeased by Duan Mingchong's smile.

He rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

Sui Yan lay on Duan Mingchong's legs, staring down at the falling ink hair, and whispered, "I don't know if my brother will kill me this time?"

It's all about not coming home at night, and it's eaten and wiped out by a man. No matter how Sui Xun does not care about him and Duan Mingchong, I'm afraid he will have to blow up if he knows it.

Duan Mingchong gently touched his hair and said, "He won't care about you."

Sui Yan Xindao really can't do anything to me in front of you. After you leave, it is not necessarily the case. Then he may not pretend to be sick, but really sick.

The carriage drove for about two quarters of an hour, and it was about to enter the main street of the city.

Sui Yan was about to fall asleep staring, and suddenly felt that the swaying carriage stopped suddenly, and the neighing of the horses also sounded at the same time.

Sui Yan was caught off guard and almost rolled straight off, and was quickly hugged in his arms by Duan Ming Chong.

Sui Yan frowned and sat up.

Duan Ming Chong said: "What's wrong?"

The coachman's voice came from outside: "His Royal Highness, Master Song Xian is blocking the road."

Sui Yan frowned more tightly: "Is he alone?"

"Yes."

Duan Mingchong had more to say, Sui Yan said nonchalantly: "Let him make way, and let him run over."

Coachman: "..."

Duan Mingchong: "..."