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    It was rare for Sui Yan to stay peacefully in the room for a whole day. Gengxue asked the little novice to come over and invite him to study and discuss "Buddhism". Sui Yan felt guilty, so he gave the little novice a handful of candied fruit and sent him away.  .

    Duan Mingchong was busy outside all day, and came back at night.

    Sui Yan was peeling something beside the charcoal basin, when he saw Duan Mingchong came back, he raised his head and smiled at him.

    Duan Mingchong was exhausted all over, but when he saw Sui Yan's smile, he was so surprised that he didn't feel how tired he was.

    He stepped forward, looked suspiciously at the sawdust on Sui Yan's clothes, and said, "What are you chipping?"

    Sui Yan shook off the sawdust casually, showed Duan Mingchong the wooden stick that had been cut in half, and said honestly, "I'm cutting the stick."

    Duan Mingchong looked at the neatly cut wooden sticks at his feet, and became even more bewildered: "What are you doing with the wooden sticks? Didn't you draw a lot of lots at Master Gengxue yesterday?"

    As soon as this Sui Yan was mentioned, he became angry: "Don't mention it, Gengxue asked five or six young novice monks to come to me today to ask for his lottery. I just grabbed a handful of candied fruit and passed it away. Who knows that they will come again one after another.  Many, clamoring for lottery, I had to give them."

    Duan Mingchong: ""

    Duan Mingchong rubbed the center of his brows, and began to feel tired again: "Why did you give it to them?"

    According to Sui Yan's temperament, if he really wanted it, even if all the monks from Xiangguo Temple came to make noise, he would not give it.

    Sui Yan muttered, "If I don't give them, my candied fruit will be finished."

    Duan Mingchong: ""

    Duanming Chongyou sighed deeply, reached out to remove the sawdust from his hair, and said softly, "So you cut it yourself?"

    He casually picked up the cut one and looked at it. Not to mention, it really looked good, and there was a row of small characters engraved on it-signed on it, everything will come true, and everything you want will come true.

    He actually released the sign for himself.

    Duan Mingchong was speechless.

    "It's great to cut it yourself, you can get whatever you want."

    When Sui Yan was speaking, he had already skillfully cut one, and he picked up the pile of Chinese lottery sticks under his feet and put them on the table.

    Duan Mingchong was helpless, and did not stop him: "It's getting late, don't you go to bed?"

    Without raising his head, Sui Yan picked up a piece of wood under his feet, and said, "I still need to cut a stick, and I'll go to sleep when I'm done."

    Duan Mingchong saw his serious face, but he couldn't persuade him, so he had to take a bath on his own.

    Sui Yan was a little tired when he cut half of it, so he flicked his sore fingers casually, and Duan Mingchong just came into the inner room after packing up.

    Sui Yan turned his head to look, and was stunned.

    Duan Mingchong was dressed in a white coat, with long wet hair draped behind his back, he held up the candlestick and lifted the curtain and walked out, perhaps because there was no one there just now, his face was expressionless, the firelight reflecting his face was gentle but  cold.

    Sui Yan's heart suddenly beat wildly, and then beat like a drum.

    The stick and the small carving knife in his hand fell off, rolled all the way from the hem of his clothes, and fell to the ground with a light sound.

    When Duan Mingchong saw Sui Yan, the indifference on his face slowly disappeared, he looked at Sui Yan tenderly, and said, "Ah Yan? What's wrong?"

    Sui Yan suddenly came back to his senses. He randomly picked up the carving knife and stick on the ground, and randomly carved a few knives on them. He shook his head with red ears, and murmured: "No, no, I'm fine."

    In a trance, he suddenly remembered the fragment from last night's dream.

    Duanming Chongjun's handsome face flashed past, and then he seemed to be surrounded by someone, the gentle touch wrapped him, and then nothing.

    Even so, Sui Yan's face was still full of heat, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

    Duan Mingchong let out an "oh" and said, "Then you go to bed early after cutting, and we'll go back the day after tomorrow."

    Sui Yan nodded hurriedly, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Duan Mingchong as he got up and lay down, and only then glanced vaguely at the lottery in his hand.

    Two words were crookedly engraved on the lottery tube¡ª¡ªMing Chong.

    Chongzi is only half engraved.

    Sui Yan: ""

    Sui Yan stared at the words on the stick as if he had seen a ghost, his ears were so red that he was about to bleed, as if he had been scalded, he quickly threw the stick that had been peeled for a long time into the charcoal basin.

    The flames devoured it, and it soon became a handful of ashes.

    Sui Yan murmured: "I'm done."

    When he unconsciously carved Duan Mingchong's name on the stick, he suddenly felt that an unknown barrier in his heart seemed to be unknowingly shattered intonbsp; Sui Yan: "You said he gave me a longevity lamp!?"

    Wu Mo said strangely: "Yes."

    Sui Yan froze for a moment, then grabbed Wu Mo's hand with red ears and shook it wildly: "Then you"

    Wu Mo immediately became vigilant: "Don't expect me to steal the lamp for you, there is no door!"

    Sui Yan: ""

    Wu Mo: "The most important place of Buddhism, all the gods and Buddhas are watching you in the sky, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

    Sui Yan was seen through at a glance, so he had no choice but to give up this idea.

    He was happy on his own for a while, and then he remembered the business: "Then what else did His Highness the Crown Prince do, let me tell you."

    Wu Mo saw that he would not let him sleep unless he spoke out, and said helplessly: "You know that Duan Xichen and Duan Ruwang are determined to put him to death. In a place like Xiangguo Temple where the guards are loose  , it is naturally the best choice for assassination, I have already mentioned this, do you still have to ask?"

    Sui Yan lowered his head, Wu Mo's unintentional words suddenly made him feel sorry for Duan Mingchong.

    He nodded and said in a muffled voice, "I see."

    Seeing his lost look, Wu Mo felt a little soft-hearted, and he comforted him: "It's nothing serious, he didn't suffer any injuries, and none of the hidden guards in the East Palace are vegetarians, they just got a little frightened, it's okay.  .¡±

    In fact, Duan Mingchong didn't seem to be frightened. On the contrary, when the assassin appeared, he seemed to have a relieved smile on his face.

    Duan Mingchong watched those assassins rushing towards him, his body remained motionless, his eyes almost looked at them coldly, then the dark guards descended from the sky, a burst of blood fell on the snow, and in the shadow of swords and swords, bodies fell heavily  On the ground, the white snow was dyed red.

    Wu Mo was in the dark at that time, and he didn't know what kind of expression Duan Mingchong was on. He only saw him motionless, and thought he was frightened.

    Sui Yan: "Yes."

    Wumo tried his best to comfort him again.

    Sui Yan said in a muffled voice, "Then can you help me steal the lamp?"

    Wu Mo didn't hesitate: "Don't even think about it."

    Very ruthless.

    Sui Yan: ""

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    Really really really sorry!  I'm so late, I wish I could commit seppuku, it's my fault, I'll take care of it!  Waiting for me on the 20th, every day!  Thank you for your support and understanding qaq!

    Goodnight everybody.

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    Thanks to Lao Yu for the grenade [Broken sound, thanks to the boss]

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