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Chapter 8 fear
Yan was very confused with the hot stove. He was brought into the hall of Supreme Harmony by Duan Zhisu before he reacted.
Yan is a little funny. What is this?
The young man's mind was very difficult to distinguish. Yan shook his head, stopped thinking, and followed Duan Zhisu to his seat.
The Emperor gave a banquet, and the royal family came very well. At this time, they all sat down. Countless exquisite snacks were brought up by the maid one after another. Yan glanced at them. Well, there was no dessert and it was boring.
Before the emperor arrives, people don't have to care about etiquette. People with close contacts push cups and hand in lamps, and say things that others don't understand. Naturally, people with gratitude and resentment won't spill money here.
For example, Gann and sitting opposite Yan.
Year old Yan leaned on the back of the chair with his jaw supported and glanced lazily at him. He thought, why is this fool here?
Gann and unwilling to show weakness, gave him a look of "why aren't you dead yet".
Yan chuckled, thinking how he had lived more and more, and what to worry about with a child.
He thought so and looked back directly.
The positions of Duan Zhisu are far apart, and there is a space in the middle. don't know who it is.
But soon, Yan knew.
The moment before the emperor came, Duan mingchong went to his position, gathered his clothes and sat down. Yu Guang swept to the age of, and Yan was looking at him. He looked at him unnaturally and quickly took his eyes back.
Year old Yan doesn't know, so what's the matter?
At this time, the emperor of Beilan came out of the side hall, and they hurried down. Long live the mountain.
Beilan emperor was in his prime of life. His solemn face was not angry. He sat down and raised his hand. He looked reluctantly gentle: "today is a family banquet. You don't have to be polite."
The crowd quickly answered and slowly returned to their seats.
Year old Yan kept his head down and didn't dare to look up. He sat down and looked at the big fish and meat on a table. He just felt that life was hopeless.
At this time, dancers dressed in red in the center of the hall poured in and danced with the strings behind the bead curtain.
Yan had no intention of appreciating beauty at all. He was thinking about when he could go back. In a daze, Duan mingchong suddenly kicked him under the table.
Year old Yan regained his consciousness and looked at him blankly. At this time, he found that all his relatives were looking at him.
Yan was surprised and hurriedly looked at the first place.
Beilan emperor was looking at him kindly. Seeing that he was stunned, he didn't blame him. He said faintly, "forget to return. Why are you so clever today? You didn't even move your chopsticks. Is the food not very appetizing?"
Looking at Beilan emperor's face, Yan shuddered and said with a forced smile, "thank you for your concern. It's just right for your appetite."
Duan Zhisu gave him a strange look.
Beilan emperor smiled and said, "you suddenly become so sensible. Uncle Huang is more worried. Don't you like sweet porridge best? I asked the imperial chef to make a sweet soup for you alone. Will you taste it?"
Yan Yijiang, a year old, seemed to others that it was a great gift, but he had no reason to refuse. He quickly got up and asked for thanks.
Beilan emperor waved his hand and said, "how can you learn the rules after being ill? If you are rewarded, then go on."
Yan's face was bloodless for a moment, but he still forced a smile to thank him.
The sweet soup was soon brought up. Yan didn't know what the relatives were looking at him. He just felt uncomfortable.
The sweet soup with impeccable color and smell was placed in front of him. In a trance, Yan seemed to see the crystal jade bowl slowly twisted into a wine cup.
A trance voice suddenly came to my ears.
"Duan Zhisu murdered his brother and gave him death."
"Send this cup of stigma."
"Your majesty!"
"Oh? Since you plead for him, this cup of poisonous wine... "
Yan suddenly breathed a big breath, and the whole person couldn't breathe.
"... I'll give it to you."
Yan couldn't tell for a moment whether it was the cold and uninhabited Hall of Supreme Harmony in his previous life or the family banquet full of nobles after his rebirth. The chill climbed up from the soles of his feet like a soul locking ghost, dragging him down a little.
Until a hand suddenly stretched out from one side and held his wrist.
Yan shuddered and suddenly woke up.
Fortunately, Beilan emperor was staring at the dancer and didn't find his abnormality.
Yan suddenly covered his mouth.
Duan mingchong raised his hand and ordered something to the bodyguard. The bodyguard took the order and said a word to Beilan emperor's attendants. Soon, Beilan emperor waved to Duan mingchong.
Duan Ming bowed his head and thanked him. He came over and brushed Yan up and slowly walked out of the hall.
Yan was a little confused. Duan mingchong helped him to go out. He shivered and slowly regained consciousness until fresh air was inhaled into his lungs.
Duan mingchong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief and said anxiously, "what's the matter with you today?"
Yan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.
The two of them were on the manuscript reading corridor outside the hall. The light of lanterns poured down and made Sui Yan's face paler and paler.
Duan mingchong stayed with him for a while. At the age of 18, Yan gasped and whispered, "thank you, your highness, but you're not feeling well. Just have a rest."
Duan mingchong frowned and said, "you just don't look like you're just sick, but a little like..."
It's a bit like magic.
Yan Mian smiled: "Your Highness is worried too much."
Duan mingchong touched his forehead and said, "since you are not very comfortable, go to the side hall and lie down. Gu just told his father that you have drunk too much wine, and then you don't have to go back. Anyway, there's nothing important about the family banquet."
Yan shook his head: "don't bother so much. I'll just stay here for a while."
Since his rebirth, Yan has always felt that he had seen through life and death and was fearless about everything, whether it was Duan Zhisu who killed him that year, or Beilan emperor, the culprit who made him suffer all kinds of pain.
But when Beilan emperor said something casually today, he drew out the most unforgettable scene in his heart.
"Reward you."
Then came the sharp pain that nearly tore his throat.
fear.
That fear is too deep-rooted, like a brand in the bone.
Even after a few years, in retrospect, he was still shaking with fear.
If Duan mingchong hadn't noticed something wrong and brought him out, he might have done something rebellious in front of so many people.
Duan mingchong looked at him anxiously. Without saying more, he turned and left.
Yan stood on the veranda alone with his cloak tied. His eyes stared at the raging wind and snow outside. His body seemed to be out of his control and slowly walked to the steps at the opening and closing of the veranda.
Under the steps, there is a lake.
A voice seemed to whisper to him in the dark.
"Come on, come here and you won't be afraid anymore."
Year old Yan was frightened and vaguely wanted to walk towards the sound source.
But when he took the first step, there was a broken sound in his ear, and then Duan mingchong pulled him back.
Year old Yan was caught off guard. He was pulled and staggered, and his back hit the carved wooden door on one side.
There was a soft bang.
Duan mingchong's gentle face in the past was a little gloomy at this time. He said coldly, "what do you want to do?"
Yan looked at him blankly and said in a trance, "someone is calling me over."
Duan mingchong was forced into a cold sweat by his words.
Duan mingchong took a deep breath and directly opened the door to the mountain: "do you want to die again?"
Year old Yan was a little stunned. He was stunned for a long time before answering his questions. He said, "what have you just done?"
Calling the Prince "you" directly was a complete loss of etiquette, but Duan mingchong didn't care and said, "go and get you sweet soup."
Year old Yan said "ah" and lost his mind: "I heard the sound of broken bowls. Did the soup spill..."
Duan mingchong: "
Duan mingchong smiled angrily. He loosened his hand on Yan's shoulder, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "is this the time to say this?"
Old Yan still murmured, "soup..."
Duan mingchong was completely helpless and said, "OK, I'll let someone make you a new bowl later."
Yan then nodded.
Because Sui Yan still seemed in a trance, Duan mingchong didn't dare to ask him about his previous death. He sat with him for a moment before he left.
However, before leaving, a group of people were sent to guard by Sui Yan for fear that he would no longer want to jump into the lake and commit suicide.
The family banquet was soon over. Yan Yan held a small stove in the corridor and stayed with Duan mingchong for a long time before he was sent out of the palace by the palace people.
After falling down the curtain, Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
He rubbed his eyebrows and said that the prince was really difficult to deal with. If he didn't pretend to be stupid, he wouldn't be able to get through it.
At the age of 18, Yan began to wonder why Beilan emperor was a decisive man. Why was his son so indecisive? Obviously, they didn't know much, but they were in charge of heaven and earth.
But
Yan gently touched his wrist and smiled a moment later.
But he didn't hate the feeling.
Recalling Duan mingchong's slightly childish face, Yan was confused, and even his fear of seeing Beilan emperor dissipated a little.
"It's no big deal." Yan Xin thought, "I'm not afraid of him. I won't provoke anyone in this life. Even if he wants to drink my poison, he can't drink it."
With this in mind, Yan settled down a lot.
But even so, he was frightened before. When he returned to his house, he began to have a high fever again.
Begonia and Li Zhao were busy late into the night, brushing and filling medicine. They barely retreated until late at night.
Early the next morning, Yan was basking in the yard with a small hand stove. A stack of peeled tangerines was placed on a small case on one side.
Before noon, Begonia came in quickly from the flower pendant gate, followed by a man in the palace.
Yan raised his eyes.
Begonia led people over and said, "young master, your Highness the prince sent someone to send you something."
Yan Yan, a year old, looked wan Yan. He lazily supported his head with his hands and said, "send me something? Take a look. "
The palace man respectfully came forward with a small wooden box in his hand. He saluted and half knelt on the ground to open the small door next to the box.
Soon, a snow-white rabbit jumped out of it.
Year old Yan: "
Yan looked at the rabbit bouncing around and said, "Your Highness really asked you to send it?"
The palace official hurriedly said, "exactly. Your highness said that the little Marquis liked these lovely things. He sent me to wait for a long time in the morning market to see this one."
Yan didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.
The palace man said politely, "what do you think, little Marquis?"
After staring at the rabbit for a long time, Yan raised his lips, smiled gently and said, "I feel very good."
Before the palace man could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the little Marquis add with a gentle smile.
"It must taste delicious when baked."
palace worker: "
The author has something to say: Rabbit: QAQ!
Rabbit is so cute. Why eat rabbit?!