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    Sui Yan obviously looked at Duan Zhisu impatiently, but because of his status, he couldn't drive people away, so he had to wait for him to speak.

    I don't know how long I waited, but Duan Zhisu also knew that it was not appropriate for him to hold someone here in the middle of the night, so he slightly lowered his eyes and said softly: "If I get involved in the battle for the heir apparent in the future, will you help the prince or me?"

    Sui Yan froze for a moment, suddenly feeling a little sad.

    If Duan Zhisu had confessed everything to himself in the last life, then there is no doubt that he helped Duan Zhisu in the seizure of the throne.

    But he didn't.

    In his previous life, Sui Yan willingly fought with others for half his life because of a lie told by Duan Zhisu, and finally lost his own life. But in this life, he knows everything, so it is naturally impossible to repeat the same mistakes.

    Sui Yan took a deep breath, and the cold wind blowing in through the crack of the door was sucked into his lungs, making him shiver from the cold.

    "Your Highness, do you know what happened after I drank that cup of stigma?" Sui Yan said suddenly.

    Duan Zhisu looked at him blankly.

    Sui Yan stretched out his wrist, blue veins were clearly visible on the slender arm, he said softly: "I will be weak and sick all my life, it is unknown whether I will live to be twenty-five years old, even a moment of cold wind in winter will kill me  "

    Duan Zhisu's pupils trembled violently, and he looked at him with pain in his eyes, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

    Sui Yan murmured: "Do you expect me to use this broken body to get involved in the battle for succession?"

    Sui Yan stepped forward lightly, tiptoed into Duan Zhisu's ear and lowered his voice, "Do you want me to die?"

    Duan Zhisu took a few steps back abruptly, looking at him in astonishment.

    Seeing that Sui Yan had frightened him, he wanted to laugh out loud, but his lips curled up slightly, but he couldn't laugh no matter what.

    Yes, nothing funny.

    This night was just a point of divergence between the two of them going on completely different paths in the future.

    Duan Zhi's solemn eyes are still flustered and pained: "I I never thought of harming you"

    Sui Yan lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes cast light and shadow in her eyes: "Well, but you don't believe me."

    Duan Zhisu immediately said: "I believe you, I don't involve you in this matter, I really just want to protect you."

    Sui Yan didn't speak.

    Duan Zhisu has always been a character who only does things and doesn't talk too much. Usually when those good things are sent to Sui Yan, he never brags about how difficult and precious they are. He just wants to give a small gift as an understatement. Sui Yan also knows that he  On this point, I can't bear to break with him too ugly.

    It's just that it's impossible to think about it as before.

    In a trance, Duan Zhisu felt that Sui Yan was getting farther and farther away from him, which inexplicably made him a little flustered. He reached out and tentatively grabbed Sui Yan's wrist, and said in a soft voice, "Wanggui, Song Xian is not with you."  Similarly, the three generations of his family are important ministers in the court, even if things are revealed, they will not be severely punished, but you are different"

    Duan Zhisu was born in the royal family, and his mind is precocious, and he never wants to tell Sui Yan the deep calculations of the city on weekdays, for fear that he will feel that he has deep plans.

    Duan Zhisu held his cold hand, gently closed it in his warm palm, and said softly: "Although the Sui'an Hou Mansion sees a great family and business, once General Sui Xun returns to the frontier, the big Marquis Mansion will only  You are relying on your father's favor to support you, but if one day, your father thinks that you are a person who is as exhausted as I am, how will he treat you, have you ever thought about it?"

    Sui Yan naturally thought that if the emperor felt jealous of him, he would naturally throw him to the battlefield to fend for himself just like he did to the rest of the Sui family.  If one accidentally died in the frontier, it would be great for the emperor.

    Sui Yan said indifferently: "Isn't it my Sui family's responsibility to protect the family and the country?"

    Duan Zhisu persuaded him not to listen, even his voice was a little unsteady: "Sui Wanggui! I'm telling you seriously, don't use your usual playful one to deal with me!"

    Sui Yan was unmoved: "I'm also serious."

    Duan Zhisu was so angry that he couldn't breathe steadily: "How long can you live in the frontier, don't youdo you want to die?"

    Sui Yan didn't speak any more, and struggled to withdraw his hand.

    Duan Zhisu rubbed the center of his brows, and didn't know what to say to him for a while. He looked at Sui Yan's body trembling from the wind, and suddenly couldn't bear to drag him to mess around with him in the middle of the night.

    Duan Zhisu took a breath of relief, Shen?Listening to his nonsense, he smiled and opened the lid of the small cup that was warming on the charcoal basin under the small case, and a sweet smell overflowed.

    Sui Yan glanced over, his eyes straightened.

    Duanming Chongdao: "I asked you to wake up so early, thinking that you probably don't have much appetite for breakfast, so someone brought over warm sweet porridge, do you want to try it?"

    Sui Yan nodded like a pounding garlic, and almost threw himself directly into Duan Mingchong's arms.

    After just a short while, Sui Yan drank all the sweet porridge in the small cup, sat down on the small case contentedly, looked at Duan Mingchong eagerly, and whispered: "Your Highness, we will come to Xiangguo tomorrow.  Temple."

    Duanming Chongren smiled: "Just for porridge?"

    Sui Yan nodded: "Is that good?"

    Duan Mingchong stuffed his small hand stove into his arms, and said: "Nonsense, if you toss it back and forth, you won't be afraid of making yourself sick again."

    Sui Yan curled her lips and had no choice but to stop mentioning this matter.

    Sui Yan looked at the entire carriage boredly, glanced at the Buddhist scriptures in a rosewood box on the small case beside him from the corner of his eye, looked at them curiously, and said, "Are these the Heart Sutras to be enshrined in the Buddhist hall?"

    Duan Mingchong nodded, and said: "Well, if the young master has nothing to do, he can copy the Heart Sutra to calm his mind."

    Sui Yan waved his hand and refused: "No, I think I am quite calm now, and I will become a monk if I am quiet." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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