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    Sui Yan was so thick-skinned that he even slightly bent his eyes towards that person, thinking: "Mother, who is this person?"

    Before he could figure out why, Haitang's voice came from outside the door: "Master, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Third Highness have arrived."

    Sui Yan was taken aback for a moment, and then the door was violently opened. He looked back, and saw a young man barging in with a face full of indifference, as if he was about to cut someone.

    Sui Yan blinked.

    Haitang kept complaining, and hurriedly said: "The Third Highness has also seen it, the young master is really not recovering."

    Sui Yan immediately put on a weak look, coughed twice, and said: "I have seen the third highness."

    His Highness Duan Zhisu's expression was indifferent, and there was still some childishness on his face. He was still a half-year-old boy, but he had first seen signs of decisiveness.

    He glanced at Sui Yan with his eyes, and frowned. Behind him was Song Xian, who never took too much trouble when he was a child.

    Originally, Song Xian came here to make trouble, but when he saw Sui Yan's obviously thinner figure and pale face, his complexion sank immediately, and he came over and shouted, "Why did you lose so much weight?  Is it even weaker than before? Are those imperial doctors just eating? Trash!"

    As soon as Haitang saw Song Xian, she didn't give him a good face. Seeing that he was about to slap Sui Yan's shoulder, she rushed over and protected Sui Yan to sit on the side of the couch, separating Song Xian from him.  hand.

    "My young master is still seriously ill, so it's better for Young Master Song not to do anything."

    Song Xian: ""

    Song Xian was anxious, but he couldn't get angry in front of Duan Zhishen, so he snorted and stopped talking.

    Sui Yan coughed dryly and reprimanded: "Haitang, don't be rude."

    Duan Zhisu kept staring at Sui Yan's pale face, saw him standing on the edge of the couch and dared not sit down because of his identity, he hurriedly stepped forward to support his arm to let him lean on the couch, and said in a cold voice: "  If you are not in good health, don¡¯t move around, what were you doing just now, blowing cold wind by the window? Heh, you deserve to be sick for so long and have not recovered.¡±

    Duan Zhisu came from outside, his body was inevitably cold, and Sui Yan trembled from the cold when he approached for a while, then he took off the cold cloak on his body, supported Sui Yan to lean on the couch,  He pulled the quilt over him again.

    Sui Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, Third Highness."

    Duan Zhisu's eyes were heavy, and he didn't speak anymore, because he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be uncontrollably obscene.

    Because there is no one in the Sui Mansion all year round, Sui Yan entered the palace and grew up under the emperor's knees since he was a child. He grew up with Duan Zhisu and had a deep friendship. Otherwise, according to Sui Yan's cold nature, he would not rehabilitate the court for Duan Zhisu  The Chinese authorities have counted for so many years.

    Duan Zhisu looked at him with a faceless smile, and said coldly: "Thank you, but you tell me why your body hasn't recovered after so long, isn't it just a bit of cold?"

    Sui Yan said innocently: "How do I know? I'm not an imperial doctor, but I'm drinking the medicine they prescribed."

    As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled laugh from outside the door, and the dark-colored boy was standing in front of the door just now, looking at him with a half-smile.

    Sui Yan was taken aback.

    Just now Haitang said that two guests came, he recognized Duan Zhisu, and this one was probably the Crown Prince Duan Mingchong who died young.

    Sui Yan hurriedly planned to stand up and salute, but Duan Mingchong said with a smile: "Young Lord is in poor health, so there is no need to be more polite."

    Duan Zhisu tucked back the quilt he had thrown back.

    Duan Mingchong has a good temper, and looks like a gentleman, he said with a smile: "Father asked Gu to come to visit the young lord, and he happened to meet the third brother at Cheng'anmen and came together."

    According to legend, this crown prince is gentle, gentle, cautious, and is favored by the emperor. As long as he does not make any serious rebellion mistakes, he will definitely be the emperor's ninth-fifth position after a hundred years. The only reason is that he never lived to adulthood.  He was ruined by a glass of poisoned wine.

    In the previous life, Sui Yan circled around Duan Zhisu, and didn't spend much time on Duan Mingchong, and because he died early, he didn't have much contact with him, so he didn't recognize who this person was just now.

    Duan Zhisu touched Sui Yan's forehead, his attitude was so intimate that Sui Yan trembled unconsciously.

    In his opinion, the two hadn't seen each other for ten years, and even if they were close when they were young, it was really uncomfortable for him to be so close for the first time.

    Duan Zhisu frowned even tighter: "Is it cold?"

    Sui Yan nodded and said with a smile: "It's cold, it's so cold, looking at the face of the Third Highness, I'm shivering with cold."

    ?The handkerchief next to him, helped him wipe the medicine stains on the corners of his lips.

    He finally saw that the person in front of him was not spoiled and arrogant, nor did he have a heart to seek death, he really couldn't drink the medicine.

    Duan Mingchong looked at his pale face covered with cold sweat, frowned and said, "How long has it been like this?"

    Sui Yan was so angry that he said in a hoarse voice, "It's been half a month."

    Duan Mingchong frowned even tighter, he was so ill, he couldn't take medicine for half a month, how could his body bear it?

    No wonder his wrists hanging on the edge of the bed are so slender that one hand can circle them around.

    Sui Yan looked at the young man in front of him, who was obviously younger than him, but still wanted to look like an adult, and couldn't help laughing.

    Duanming Chongdao: "What are you laughing at?"

    Sui Yan shook his head and said, "This time, it's His Highness's birthday, is His Highness going?"

    Duan Mingchong paused his hand for wiping his face, and said in confusion: "Brother San Wang has already sent the post to the East Palace, so he naturally wants to go, why did the young master say such a thing?"

    Sui Yan thought in his heart that I can't directly say that's where you were buried. If he really said it, Duan Mingchong might think he was crazy.

    Sui Yan was born with a cold temper, and it was already the limit to mention this sentence. Seeing that Duan Mingchong had no intention of listening to him, he kept his mouth shut and stopped talking.

    Duanming Chong lived in the East Palace for a long time, and it was rare to come out once. He stayed in Suiyan Courtyard for half an hour before getting up and leaving.

    Sui Yan pushed his body to see him off, and he didn't look away until he left the corner.

    Li Zhao walked out of the room, put a cloak on him, and said in disapproval: "Young Master, it's freezing outside, let's go back and rest."

    Sui Yanyan shook his head: "It's too stuffy in the room, I'll come out to get some air, don't worry about me."

    Li Zhao still wanted to say something, but seeing Sui Yan's preoccupied look, he left anyway.

    Sui Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the knee-high snow outside the corridor, standing on the edge propped up on a side pillar, kicking his feet out again and again.

    "This seems a little crazy?" Sui Yan thought boredly, "A knot that can't be solved? I don't think there is one. It is because I look too far that I feel that the world is too boring."

    Sui Yan sighed quietly: "It's not worth it."

    Then he closed his eyes and rolled directly from the corridor into the snow, burying his whole body.

    There were not many waiters in the side courtyard of the Hou's Mansion, and no one noticed Sui Yan fell into the snowdrift. He was happy and at ease, looking at the gloomy sky with Wei Wei's eyes too wide.

    "It's so cold." Sui Yan thought in his heart, and then thought about it, death seemed to have always been so cold, and he was relieved.

    The chill was creeping up inch by inch, and just when Sui Yan finally felt that he was going to sleep again, a hand suddenly stretched out from the snowdrift and pulled him up.

    Sui Yan's body was already weak, and he was dragged out of the place of eternal sleep unexpectedly. He was so cold that his eyes could not see clearly, and he could only vaguely see the darkness in front of him.

    Just before falling asleep, he heard Duan Mingchong's voice resounding in his ears.

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