Stigma

Sui Yan drove Song Xian away. Before he lay down on the bed for a while, he was awakened by the noise of the repaired house in the front yard.

Sui Yan tossed for a long time, almost putting his head in his pillow, still unable to isolate the shadowy noise. His body was uncomfortable at first, and he couldn't stand it after holding it for half an hour.

He was upset and said angrily: "Begonia!"

A string of footsteps came from the outer room, and a half-year-old child ran over, shaking his voice and said, "Young Master, what do you want?"

This child is probably a newcomer. He looked at only eleven or twelve years old. Hearing Sui Yan's angry voice, he trembled with fright, lest Sui Yan swallow him alive.

Sui Yan's hair is untied, messy, and extremely deterrent when she is cold.

"What are you doing outside, so noisy? Where has Haitang gone?"

The child tremblingly said: "Yes, it's the year-old general who is repairing the house, Haitang... Brother Haitang went to the front yard and said he will be back soon..."

Repairing the house, it was really noisy.

Sui Yan rubbed his eyebrows and had no reason to lose his temper, so he had to endure it forcibly.

He looked up at the child with trembling shoulders, and said, "What is your name and when did you come?"

The kid whispered, "My name is Le'an, I came from years ago."

Sui Yan has been ill from years ago until now, and didn't pay much attention to him. He nodded and said, "You go to Haitang and ask if someone from the East Palace has been sent. If they haven't come by noon, let them never stop. coming."

Le'an shuddered again, crying: "But... it's from the East Palace..."

He had never seen anyone who dared to be so rude and dared to send to the East Palace.

Sui Yan waved at him and said, "Go."

Le An was too scared of him and didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly ran on tiptoes.

Le An was frightened and left the yard. He was about to find Haitang, but he saw Haitang hurriedly approaching the corridor of the backyard kitchen carrying a food box.

Since Le'an came to the Hou Mansion, Haitang has been leading him. Seeing him at this time, he immediately threw forward tearfully: "Big Brother Haitang."

Haitang was looking at the food box in his hand with a hard word, and was almost knocked over by Le An inadvertently.

He scolded: "Be careful, don't be frustrated."

Le An stood up straight now and whispered: "The young master lost his temper in the room. He has been asking if anyone is coming to the East Palace."

Haitang was also a little embarrassed when he heard this sentence.

Before Suixun asked him to throw out all the pastries from the Donggong Palace, he was forced to follow suit. Now the kitchen of the Hou Mansion has remade the pastries according to the style, and he doesn't know how to tell Sui Yan.

If it is said directly that Donggong didn't send any cakes, Sui Yan may have decided to blow it up after the Dongchuang incident; but if he tells the truth, Sui Xun will chase him with a knife.

Haitang struggled for a quarter of an hour, his brows almost wrinkled, and he was very sad.

"Don't worry, the East Palace has delivered something, I'll just..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Zhaoyang beside the rockery in the distance said: "Begonia, come here soon, the second master has something to tell you to do."

Haitang froze for a moment, then stopped talking.

"come over!"

Haitang took a deep breath and said, "Here it is."

He stuffed the food box in his hand to the ignorant Le'an, and said hastily: "You send this to the young master. If he asks, you will say that you don't know anything. I'll let him know when I'm done. ."

Can it be delayed for a while?

Le An: "..."

Le An's face was dazed.

Haitang finished two sentences and ran away quickly.

Lean held the food box and walked to the side courtyard tremblingly after a long time.

Partially in the courtyard.

Sui Yan waited too long and was leaning on the soft couch with his chin in a daze, a little irritability appeared on his face unconsciously, and his fingers were still tapping on the small case restlessly.

Le An Naily walked in: "Master..."

Seeing the food box in his hand, Sui Yan immediately became energetic.

"Is there anyone in the palace?"

Lean didn't dare to speak, and walked over slowly, lowering his eyes, and placing the food box in his hand on the small case next to Sui Yan.

Sui Yan waited all morning and finally waited. Although he sneered on the surface, he was overjoyed in his heart.

He lowered his eyes and opened the lid of the food box, and was about to get the steamed buns. He saw the contents of the food box, and his hands froze in the air.

The style of the steamed buns in the food box is quite different, but it is a thousand miles away from the Donggong's, not to mention the taste.

Sui Yan couldn't say anything: "Duan Mingchong will let people send this thing?"

Le An didn't know how to answer, so he could only hiss in a low voice, "Master, you can't call the prince's name at will."

Sui Yan was so angry that he could not breathe firmly, and tremblingly pointed at the four different images in the food box: "He... he Duan Ming Chong... cough!"

He was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his sore waist and legs hurt even more.

Le An didn't know whether to pat him on the chest for a while.

Sui Yan threw the lid back and said weakly, "Take it off."

Le An didn't dare to disobey, and hurriedly ran away holding the food box.

Sui Yan leaned against the soft couch and rested with a sad expression, and his mind was dumbfounded.

He was originally in a bad spirit, and after taking care of himself for a long time, he fell asleep with anger abruptly.

Just a quarter of an hour later, Haitang returned to the courtyard with sweat and sweat. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Sui Yan, who was well-sleeping, and walked lightly.

Haitang walked forward lightly and pushed Sui Yan's shoulders, and whispered, "Master?"

Sui Yan was awakened in a daze and opened his eyes blankly: "Huh?"

Haitang whispered: "His Royal Highness has just arrived and has already taken a sedan chair at the gate of the mansion. Do you want to come to meet him?"

Sui Yan didn't wake up yet, so he said "Oh," and he was speechless.

Haitang hurriedly pushed him twice again: "Master, master, don't sleep, the prince is down."

Sui Yan lowered his head sleepily, his body almost turned over from the couch, and his movements involved a sore waist, and he woke up abruptly in pain.

In fact, this kind of pain is not too severe, but Sui Yan has become accustomed to it, and the injury is in a hidden place, so that he can affect no matter what he does, which is very uncomfortable.

He leaned on his waist and frowned, "Who did you just say is here?"

"Prince."

Sui Yan's expression instantly fell indifferent.

At this time, footsteps were already coming from outside, and through the half-open air-permeable window, a corner of Duan Mingchong's Moyi could be seen faintly not far away.

Sui Yan said coldly: "Close the door."

Haitang was stunned: "Huh?"

"I said, close it!"

Haitang didn't dare to ask any more, and hurried over to pat the door, then stood aside in fear, winking desperately at Sui Yan.

Sui Yan didn't care, and continued to lean on the soft couch in a daze.

Soon, Duan Mingchong walked to the door of the room. The door was still wide open, but now it was directly closed. He was stunned for a while before tapping the door tentatively.

"Ayan?"

Sui Yan ignored the reason and pretended not to hear.

Haitang almost knelt down for him, desperately lip-synching at him: Master! Master! It's His Royal Highness!

I've been thinking about it for a long time, why do people shut them out when they arrive?

Haitang was so dizzy that he simply forgot what he had done before that could delay the stall for a while.

Duan Mingchong waited for a while, didn't hear the answer, and knocked uneasy: "Ayan? Can I go in?"

Sui Yan Xindao is waiting for you outside.

He glanced out the window, not knowing when the snowflakes fell, and a thin layer of snow fell on the window frames.

The knocking outside the door stopped, and soon Duan Mingchong's low voice questioning came: "Didn't you say that your young master is awake? Why is there no response? If he is sleeping, I woke him up. What happened? ?"

The stone heart that Yan had forcibly made was shattered by Duan Mingchong's random words.

He rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but said, "The door can't go, isn't the window open?"

Duan Mingchong: "..."

Not only Haitang, but even the entourage behind Duan Mingchong was horrified by Sui Yan's words-he should be the first warrior to shut his Royal Highness out of the door, and he also made it clear that he had climbed the window.

In fact, Sui Yan just wanted to choke him, but he didn't expect that after he said this, there was no sound outside, and then a few slight "squeaks" of feet on the snow came from the window.

Years of Yan was taken aback.

The osmanthus branches outside the door swayed for a while, and then Duan Ming Chong walked outside the window mullions with his hair moistened in the snow, his eyes smiled gently at him.

"Ayan, here I am."

The two are separated by a window lattice, one is holding a small hand stove in the room, and the other is in the ice and snow with black hair and snow.

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment before he straightened up and put his warm hand toward Duan Mingchong's somewhat pale face.

Duan Mingchong hurriedly stepped aside and said softly: "Cold, don't touch it."

Years old Yanner said: "You..."

Duan Ming Chong said: "Are you still angry with me?"

Sui Yan thought for a while, and said, "Well, I'm still angry."

Duan Mingchong said helplessly: "Can't you even get angry with two cages of steamed buns?"

After Sui Yan calmed down, he knew that the steamed bun was definitely not Duan Ming Chong's handwriting, but he was uncomfortable now, and he hadn't seen Duan Ming Chong for most of the day, and inexplicably wanted to make a fuss unreasonably.

"I told you to climb the window, do you really plan to climb?"

Duan Mingchong smiled and said, "No way, I want to see you so much."

Sui Yan: "..."

This man is terrible, but he hasn't blushed even after he has been able to provoke people like this overnight without a teacher.

But it might be blushing, but it's too cold outside to see it.

Sui Yan couldn't help himself, and wanted to mess around again, only to realize that it was still snowing outside.

He asked the scared Haitang to open the door and said, "Come in quickly."

Duan Mingchong stared at him softly, as if his eyes were reluctant to leave Sui Yan when he walked from the window lattice to the door.

Sui Yan let someone bring a charcoal basin and burn it again. Duan Ming Chong took off his cloak and warmed his body before leaning over and gently hugging Sui Yan.

Sui Yan moved a little uncomfortably, and whispered, "What the **** is the steamed bun that you sent me, it's unpalatable and ugly, I threw it away."

Duan Ming Chong said in surprise: "I watched the people send away with my own eyes. They are exactly the same as what I did before."

He was afraid that something might happen, so he specially sent the most trusted secret guard beside him--though the secret guard had listened to Duan Mingchong's instructions at the time, and he wanted to kill himself in shame.

Sui Yan knows, oh, the problem should be in the Hou Mansion.

Only Suixun dared to throw out the things of the Donggong in the huge Hou Mansion.

Duan Mingchong also thought of this. He smiled lightly and said, "It's okay. After your brother and Jiang Ning get married in a few days, I will pick you up to stay in the East Palace for a few days, and you can eat as much as you want. "

Sui Yan nodded slightly: "The things in that palace..."

Duan Ming Chong said: "No matter what rumors you hear in the recent palace, don't believe it."

Sui Yan raised his head to look at him, and suddenly recalled the news that Wumo had passed to him before, and the gods and ghosts said, "Will your Highness get a wife?"

Duan Mingchong was stunned by his question before chuckling helplessly.

Sui Yan's heart beat like a drum, lest he hear other answers, he pretended to be calm and said: "What are you laughing at?"

Duan Mingchong blinked, and said softly, "Does Ayan want to be a princess?"

Sui Yan: "..."

A fatal blow.

This man is really scary.