Chapter 36 flame [second watch]

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date="2021-09-07"

title="Chapter 36 flame [second watch]"

weight="135089"

series = ["Stigma (Yi Cong Yin)"]

mode = "manual"

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Jun Jingxing felt that he couldn't see through Sui Yan more and more, and said tentatively, "why did you... Tell him?"

Yan looked at him for unknown reasons and asked, "why didn't I tell him?"

Jun Jingxing put down his pen and didn't want to write a prescription: "I see you have a good relationship with the crown prince. You haven't mentioned it to him before. I thought..."

I thought you just wanted to protect Duan mingchong silently. In order not to make him feel guilty, you were willing to swallow it and hide it all your life.

Year old Yan looked at him like a fool: "do you read the script too much, or do you think I'm the kind of person who silently dedicates without asking for return?"

Jun Jingxing: "

Jun Jingxing said quietly, "I still think you are serious to the prince. Who knows you are so cold-blooded and ruthless?"

Year old Yan looked at him strangely: "you just know now. Is it a little too late?"

Jun Jingxing really wants to stab him to death.

"Moreover, whether I am serious about the prince is completely different from whether I tell him or not."

Jun Jingxing said, "what do you say?"

Old Yan reached out to take the sugar box on the bedside table, pinched a sugar and put it in his mouth. He said vaguely, "if he really knows this, he won't investigate your affairs again..."

Jun Jingxing interrupted him and said, "why don't you pursue my affairs? He should have found out my identity and know that I have nothing to do with anhou's house at the same age. If he wants to protect you, he can still take away anhou's house as long as he catches me. "

Yan smiled and said, "because when he came to see me today, I cried and shouted to him that as long as my family Jingxing treated me, he felt guilty for me. Such a small thing will naturally help me."

His family scenery: "

Jun Jingxing was silent for a long time before he said sincerely, "you are really an unprecedented bastard."

Yan Zuoshi wanted to throw him the box. Jun Jingxing said, "there are five sweets in the box every day. If you lose them, you can't eat them."

Yan Yan then "hum" and took the box back.

Jun Jingxing said, "what about the two?"

"Second, naturally, it makes him wary." Year old Yan man said carelessly, "his brothers covet the crown prince one by one. They want him to die suddenly, but he doesn't have a sense of vigilance. He should think that everyone is a kind and good man like him. If he continues to be so kind and respectful, I'm afraid he won't even live to adulthood."

Jun Jingxing hesitated for a moment and then said, "are you going to... Help the prince?"

"No, I just don't want him to die," Yan said

Jun Jingxing was speechless.

Seeing his disbelief, Yan frowned and explained, "I don't want to get involved in the muddy water of seizing the line. If Duan mingchong wants to live, he must rely on himself. I can help him once, but I can't help him for the rest of his life. Who knows if there will be other poisonous wine waiting for him. Can't I drink it for him every time? "

Although Yan was right, Jun Jingxing thought it was strange. He thought hard for a long time before he was blessed to his soul. Youyou asked a fundamental question.

"Then why do you want the prince to live?"

Yan was stunned, and his ears turned red.

Jun Jingxing raised his eyebrow: "hmm?"

Year old Yan threw the sugar box out carelessly and scattered four pieces of unfinished sugar on the ground. He didn't even look at it. He lay down directly, pulled the quilt over himself and said in a stuffy voice, "why do you talk so much? I knew I wouldn't come back to you and let you live and die outside! "

Jun Jingxing was even more speechless. Just now, saw that Yan Zhenzhen had said so many words. He was really indifferent to the world and pursued the reason carefully because he was different from the prince and others.

However, if Yan was only trying to make use of Duan mingchong, he would not be desperate to save his life, let alone force cold blood on the surface here. In fact, he worked hard to make Duan mingchong live in another way.

Jun Jingxing sighed: "I hope you understand what you're doing."

Yan couldn't help turning over in the quilt. After a while, he couldn't help it. He suddenly opened the quilt and said angrily, "yes! I did it for him! how?! Who made the rule that I can't be nice to him?! "

Jun Jingxing wrote the prescription with a smile and said, "I don't dare. I can do anything about my own business."

Yan's face turned even redder. He sat cross legged on the couch, cut his messy hair and said in a stuffy voice, "I threw away the sugar. You can bring me some more."

Jun Jingxing said, "the sugar I give you every day is calculated. No more, no less. You don't want to cheat."

Yan Nu said, "I didn't eat!"

Jun Jingxing: "did I just remind you not to throw it? You have to throw it. Blame me?"

Yan's eyes were red and he glanced at him pitifully.

Jun Jingxing wrote the prescription, shook the paper and let the ink dry as soon as possible. Without raising his head, he said, "don't look at me with this expression. The prince eats this set, I don't eat it."

Yan, who had lost four sweets in vain, was so angry that his ears were covered with anger: "get out!"

Jun Jingxing shrugged and said, "I'll watch for you at night. Where do you want me to go?"

Year old Yan: "where does love go!"

Jun Jingxing had long been used to his fierce and cowardly temperament. He ignored him and did his own things.

Year old Yan fluttered on the couch for a while. Soon he was tired and covered the quilt with his mouth.

Jun Jingxing burned the charcoal basin, walked forward and touched his hot forehead. He whispered, "if you feel bad at night, call me."

Yan Yanyan nodded, thought, and said, "can I call you a nightmare?"

Jun Jingxing said, "yes."

Yan whispered, "then you have to come quickly."

Jun Jingxing laughed: "how old are you? Can you still be scared to cry by a nightmare?"

Year old Yan hit him on the hand.

Jun Jingxing tucked in the quilt and said, "sleep."

Yan said, "then... Can I have some incense?"

Jun Jingxing said faintly, "what did I say before?"

Medicine fragrance can't be used often.

Year old Yan curled his lips.

Jun Jingxing: "close your eyes."

Yan was also tired. He obediently closed his eyes and soon fell asleep.

Jun Jingxing sighed silently, thinking that this arrogant and domineering little Marquis would be so clever only when eating sugar and sleeping.

Since Jun Jingxing arrived at Hou's house, Sui Yan slept peacefully every night. Jun Jingxing thought he was talking about having nightmares, but in the middle of the night, Jun Jingxing really heard Sui Yan calling him in panic.

Jun Jingxing quickly opened his eyes and was about to get out of bed and go to the inner room. He saw Sui Yan holding the candlestick and coming out of the inner room with an uneasy look.

He stood barefoot on the ground with disheveled hair. The candlelight turned his side face pale. He said quietly, "I... I have a nightmare..."

Jun Jingxing hurriedly dragged him back to the couch. When he patted him on the back, he found that he was trembling slightly.

Year old Yan looked at him timidly. Without his usual arrogance, he looked at the whole person gloomy and timid. It seemed that he was greatly frightened.

Jun Jingxing whispered, "what did you dream of?"

Yan murmured, "I dreamed that I was burned. You... You just watched..."

Jun Jingxing didn't expect that he had himself in his dream, and his voice was softer: "don't be afraid, it's just a nightmare. If you're burned, I won't just sit by and ignore you."

Year old Yan didn't know if he had heard what he said. The whole person was still a little frightened: "I... I saw Duan Zhisu coming and yelling with you. He, he's going to kill you. Run away..."

What he said was mixed up. Jun Jingxing only thought he was talking nonsense, because he had no intersection with Zhisu at the same end, and he just had a hasty meeting before. How could he want to kill himself for no reason?

Yan was still trembling: "run away..."

Jun Jingxing coaxed him: "well, well, if he comes to kill me, I will run as far as possible."

Yan hurriedly nodded.

Jun Jingxing said, "it's still early. Will you sleep again?"

Yan looked at him blankly and said, "can you give me some incense?"

Jun Jingxing frowned: "how many times have you said that the medicine incense can't be used more. Tomorrow I'll let someone match an Shenxiang and hold it all night, huh?"

Sui Yan nodded, pulled his sleeve and whispered, "if I have another nightmare, you must run away quickly and don't be caught by him..."

Jun Jingxing couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to praise him.

Yan closed his eyes again. He was probably too tired. After a while, he went to sleep again. In his dream, there was still the burning light.

He felt that he was in a sea of fire, but he couldn't feel a trace of heat. From the gap between the burned ruins, year-old Yan saw the moon in red again in his previous life.

He stood in front of the open space in the sea of fire, with a long body and an expressionless face full of tears.

The fire raged into the sky, and the heat melted the snow around and around the ankle into water.

The heavy snow fell from the air. Tsukimi soon had a layer of snow on his body. He stared at the corridor reduced to a sea of fire with tears.

Behind him, there seemed to be a messy sound of footsteps. The moon didn't move. She still looked at the flame in front of her quietly.

"Forget to return..."

Someone was talking behind him, his voice shaking violently.

Tsukimi said faintly, "inside."

Duan Zhisu, who came in a hurry, was covered with snow. He looked at the corridor that had been burned into ruins and said, "what?"

Tsukimi smiled gently. He smiled and wept. He turned around and looked at Duan Zhisu with a blank face. He said very seriously: "people who have been given a stigma can't enter the family ancestral grave until they die. Don't your majesty know?"

Duan Zhisu's whole body was shaking. He staggered back a few steps and murmured, "dead?"

Yuejian looked at him coldly.

"Dead?" Duan Zhisu said, "is he dead?"

He whispered these words back and forth, and then rushed into the fire like a demon, but Song Xian finally stopped him.

"Your Highness!"

"Let go of me!" he said in a solemn voice

Song Xian grabbed him and said, "I'm dead for forgetting to return!"

"He's lying to me!" Duan Zhisu stared at Tsukimi with an unstable voice, "he must be lying to me! Two hours later, the poison didn't come and attack at all. He forgot to return. He cherished his life so much. How could he choose such a death method for himself? "

Yan was so afraid of pain. How could he endure the painful death of being burned alive?

Tsukimi gracefully wiped away the tears on his face, smiled and said softly, "Your Majesty, you're wrong. He drank that glass of wine and died without holding it for half an hour."

Duan Zhisu looked at him in amazement.

"He can't enter his ancestral grave. He can only be a lonely ghost." The Moon said softly, "so isn't it the best destination for the bones to burn into ashes with the palace?"

Only the most heinous people will be frustrated, and even the body can't be left.