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    Sui Yan read the book in the study all afternoon, waited and waited after dinner, but Duan Mingchong never came.

    He frowned and finished drinking the medicine, then read the book absently for a while, and finally waited for the people from the East Palace.

    Sui Yan threw the book away: "Where is Your Highness?"

    The palace man held the food box in his hand, and said respectfully: "His Royal Highness has important matters to attend to in the past few days, so I specially asked the slaves to come and inform Lord Hou."

    Sui Yan propped his chin, looked at him indifferently, and said, "Important matter? Then when will he be able to handle it well? Did you give me an answer?"

    The palace people were quite frightened, and felt that it was really audacious for this person to dare to question His Highness the Crown Prince.

    He tremblingly said: "Your Highness didn't say anything, he only said that Lord Hou should take good care of his illness and take care of his health."

    Sui Yan thought in his heart that you are not coming to accompany me anymore, what kind of illness am I suffering from?

    It's useless to say this kind of thing, and he didn't embarrass his subordinates, saying: "What's in the food box?"

    "It is a pastry that was just made by the small kitchen."

    Sui Yan said: "Let it go, help me send a message to His Highness"

    The palace people hurriedly pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

    Sui Yan paused every word: "Tell him to wait."

    Palace man: ""

    The palace man left without a word.

    Sui Yan waved away the crowd, opened the lid of the lacquered food box, and saw several steamed buns and pastries of different shapes, which looked like inkless handwriting.

    Sui Yan's eyes were curved, and he called Haitang to ask carefully if Jun Jingxing had returned, and when he confirmed that the genius doctor was still in Yin's residence, he relaxed and picked up the steamed buns.

    Haitang had a worried expression on her face: "Master, didn't Jun Divine Doctor not let you eat these when you are sick, saying that it is not good for your health, you still"

    Sui Yan squinted his eyes and took a bite, said vaguely: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell, how will he know."

    Haitang hesitated to speak.

    After Sui Yan finished eating two, he looked at Haitang, squeezed one and handed it to him enduring heartache, and said, "Come on, take my bribe, don't tell Jun Jingxing, or I won't be able to spare you."

    Haitang took the pastry with her mouth pursed, and said in a low voice, "Then this is the last time, the young master will not be able to eat these things when he is sick next time."

    Sui Yan said: "Okay, okay, eat yours, even steamed buns can't stop your mouth."

    Haitang just lowered his head and took a bite, but before he chewed, he felt that the steamed bun seemed strange, he frowned and spat it out, and found that there was actually a small piece of wooden tube hidden in the half of the steamed bun.

    The wooden barrel was made extremely delicate, and it looked no bigger than a pinky knuckle, and there seemed to be something hidden inside.

    Haitang: "Master?"

    Sui Yan also saw it: "Come on, give it to me, I'll take a look."

    Haitang didn't hand it to him first, but wrapped it in a square handkerchief before giving it to Sui Yan.

    Sui Yan frowned and pinched the wooden tube open, revealing a palm-sized thin paper with densely packed characters on it.

    Sui Yan frowned and looked at it for a long time before saying, "What is written here? Haitang, can you see clearly?"

    Haitang took the paper and almost put the tip of her nose up to read the words clearly.

    "Young Master, it seems to say that His Majesty intends to marry His Highness the Crown Prince, and now it has spread throughout the palace."

    Sui Yan took the paper and looked at it again, and it hurt his eyes only to realize that it seemed to be the case.

    Sui Yan threw the paper into the charcoal basin beside him, his eyes drooping thoughtfully.

    This time is not like the previous misunderstanding. Since Wu Mo heard it from the palace, it is not groundless, and Duan Mingchong may not be able to come out of the palace to accompany him because of this.

    Sui Yan has a kind of blind trust in Duan Mingchong, and feels from the bottom of his heart that since he has connected with him, he will definitely not marry someone else.

    Begonia carefully looked at Sui Yan's face from the side, and said slowly: "Master, if His Royal Highness reallymarries a wife"

    Sui Yan leaned on the soft couch, propped his chin lazily, and said absent-mindedly: "If he really marries a wife, then his big day will become the next year's death day."

    Haitang: ""

    Haitang trembled slightly: "YoungMaster?!"

    Seeing that he was so frightened, Sui Yan sneered and said, "Fool, I was just teasing you, go back to sleep."

    Haitang was worried that Sui Yan really had such thoughts and was unwilling to leave, and was urged by Sui Yan again before she left with a face full of bewilderment.

    Since then, Duan Mingchong really never came again.He asked, "Why are you here?"

    Song Xian turned his head to look at the crowds of people below, and said: "Of course I came here to play. I just happened to see you when I was down there, so I always catch up with you."

    Sui Yan also looked at the lion dance below, said "oh" casually, and said, "It's over, let's go."

    Song Xian: ""

    Song Xian glared at him, then called Xiao Er to order a pot of wine and refreshments, as if reminiscing about the past until midnight.

    Sui Yan's brows finally frowned: "I just want to watch a lantern in peace now, so you have to come and disturb me? Where is the Third Highness, don't you need to accompany him?"

    Song Xian poured wine for himself, and after drinking two glasses, he seemed to have strengthened himself, staring into Sui Yan's eyes non-stop.

    Sui Yan was a little unnatural when he looked at him, he wiped his face indiscriminately, and said strangely: "What do you see me doing?"

    Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, Song Xian took a deep breath and said, "Are you and the prince serious?"

    Sui Yan paused the hand holding the teacup, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

    He finally knew what Duan Zhisu wrote in that letter.

    Song Xian looked embarrassed: "Even if you are too arrogant, you wouldn't do such a thing, or is it that the crown prince is coercing you?"

    Sui Yan said lightly: "Ask me again when I drink tea, and I promise to spray you all over again."

    Song Xian: ""

    Song Xian frowned: "I'm serious."

    Sui Yan said: "I am also serious."

    Song Xian: "But you"

    Sui Yan interrupted him without changing his face, and said, "I mean, the prince and I are serious."

    Song Xian's expression froze. Although he knew it a long time ago, his expression was still a little complicated when he heard Sui Yan admit it.

    "The crown prince is the crown prince of a country. If there is no accident, he will be the future monarch. After he ascends the throne, he will naturally not allow a man to marry Wanggui, have you thought about the consequences of this kind of thing?"

    Sui Yan has long been tired of hearing such words, and he still wants to refute to Jun Jingxing and Sui Xun, but there is no need to refute to Song Xian.

    He said vaguely: "I know, don't worry about it."

    Sui Yanxu was tired from sitting, so he leaned back on the soft chair, unscrupulously raised his feet to the edge of the table, looking very unworthy of a beating.

    Anyway, Song Xian has a bad temper, and said angrily: "I am concerned about you. This is a road of no return. Do you really want to go alone?"

    Hearing this, Sui Yan sneered slightly, tilted his head slightly, looked at Song Xian with a half-smile, and said, "How do you know that I'm going to go alone?"

    Song Xian was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect this to be his focus, and immediately frowned even tighter.

    "As I said just now, the crown prince will ascend the throne one day. Even if he agrees, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and the subjects of the world will not allow him to marry a man"

    Hearing this, Sui Yan didn't know what he thought of, but he smiled even more happily.

    Song Xian didn't understand what he was laughing at, and knocked on the table impatiently: "Forgot to return!"

    Only then did Sui Yan stop slowly. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, tilted his head and smiled slyly: "How do you know that he married me, not me?"

    Song Xian: ""

    Duan Mingchong who had just walked to the screen: ""

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