Chapter 93 Yinian

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date="2021-09-07"

title="Chapter 93 Yinian"

weight="135221"

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

mode = "manual"

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Duan mingchong and Sui Yan had dinner in the hospital. After half an hour, they coaxed Sui Yan to drink medicine.

Year old Yan took the medicine, took a look at Duan mingchong and took another sip of the medicine. It should all be taken from Duan mingchong's face.

Duan mingchong didn't care and looked at him with a smile.

After looking at it for a while, Yan put down the bowl and asked, "Your Highness, do you believe master gengxue's divination?"

Duan mingchong took out a small paper packet of candied fruit from his sleeve, slipped it into Yan's mouth and said, "master gengxue is an eminent monk in Xiangguo Temple, meditates and understands Taoism, accepts hardship as wisdom, and gives wide grace..."

Year old Yan was dizzy and hurriedly interrupted him: "Your Highness, I don't want to listen to the Buddhist scriptures. Do you just say believe it or not?"

Duan mingchong smiled helplessly and said, "I'd rather believe in the things of God and Buddha. A few years ago, master Geng Xue divined for the national fortune, and several natural disasters were fulfilled one by one. That's why my father paid so much attention to Xiangguo Temple. "

That's faith.

Year old Yan bit the candied fruit in his mouth. The normally sweet and greasy preserved fruit can't taste any sweetness now.

It's annoying.

After a while, Sui Yan was sleepy and took Duan mingchong to the inner room to make an apology.

Duan mingchong was led into the inner room by him. He caught a glimpse of the bed half covered by the bed curtain. He didn't know what to think of, and stopped his steps in a shy way.

Yan wondered, "what's the matter?"

Duan mingchong shook his head: "nothing."

Year old Yan said "Oh" and lit the soothing incense first. Then he sat by the couch and untied the strap of his robe.

Duan mingchong was at the edge of the bed. Seeing Yan's action, he rushed forward and grabbed Yan's hand.

Yan looked up at him, his eyes showing doubts.

Duan mingchong's eyes fell on the carved flowers on the edge of the bed, pursed his lips and said unnaturally, "when you catch a cold, you don't have to take off your clothes."

Year old Yan: "

At the age of 18, Yan Fang only flirted for a moment. After a meal, he had forgotten everything. Unexpectedly, Duan mingchong still remembered it all the time.

Yan looked at Duan mingchong's side face and said, "how can I let go of such a person?"

He didn't have any charming thoughts. Seeing his Highness the prince so embarrassed and deceptive, he suddenly wanted to further their relationship.

When Duan mingchonggang wanted to tie his clothes, he suddenly pressed Duan mingchong's shoulder and pressed him on the couch.

Duan mingchong was caught off guard and overwhelmed. He looked at Sui Yan in surprise.

Yan didn't tie his hair during his illness. He just tied up the upper half of his hair with a dark purple striped hair band, and the rest of his waist and dark hair spread over his shoulders. With his actions, he dropped down and gently fell to Duan mingchong's ears.

Duan mingchong's body suddenly stiffened into a column, which was comparable to the ice edge of the outer eaves.

Year old Yan Fu was on him with his hands on both sides. Because he was too close, the hot breath sprayed on duanmingchong's face. After a while, his whole face turned red.

Without much nonsense, Yan leaned down and kissed Duan mingchong's thin lips.

Duan mingchong was stunned, and his amber pupils contracted sharply.

The two had such close contact before, but Duan mingchong felt blushing and heartbeat every time. This time, too.

But before his heart jumped twice, he felt that Sui Yan had opened his lips, gently pried open his lips with the tip of his tongue and probed in.

Duan mingchong: "

This time, Duan mingchong's heart beat as if it were going to burst out of his chest, and a buzzing sound was ringing in his ears.

Year old Yan didn't know where he learned it. After putting the tip of his tongue into it, he was ambiguous to the extreme and hooked Duan mingchong's tongue.

The two lips cover each other, and the nose and breath are full of the aroma of preserved fruit just now.

Duan mingchong was originally stiff and was provoked by Yan Yan's death seeking. His hands almost uncontrollably wrapped around his back, and suddenly exerted a force to pull Yan Yan, who was half lying on him.

They are close to each other and can feel each other's heartbeat.

Soon, the lips parted, and their foreheads were against each other.

At the age of 23, Yan gasped weakly, and his legs moved restlessly. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, master gengxue divined a divination for me, saying that I would be doomed before I was 23. If I stayed in the capital, I would be killed."

Duan mingchong blushed and his heart beat. At first hearing this sentence, he looked at him blankly.

Year old Yan gently leaned down on duanmingchong's neck nest, held him tightly with both hands, and murmured, "I don't want to hide it from you, and I don't want to leave the capital. Your highness, help me. What should I do?"

Duan mingchong stretched out his hand and hugged Sui Yan's waist. Listening to his words, he was stunned for a moment.

This is the first time in years that Yan turned to him for help.

Although Yan looked cynical, he actually had a steelyard in his heart and knew what to do and what not to do. He never begged others even when it was difficult.

Every time he encounters difficulties, Yan always thinks, "I can handle everything well, so it doesn't matter."

This time, he didn't want to be next to himself at all.

Xu Shiduan mingchong spoiled him too much and unconsciously made Sui Yan rely on him. This time, he just wanted to let go and leave it all to Duan mingchong.

The two quietly hugged each other for a moment. Duan mingchongcai suddenly said, "I will protect you."

Yan was stiff and looked up at him slightly.

Duan mingchong was serious: "just as I promised you four years ago, in this capital, I will always protect you and will not put people in danger."

Yan Leng looked at him.

Duan Ming Chong stretched out his hand and gently brushed the end of his red eyes. He said softly, "don't you believe me?"

Yan Na said: "I..."

He was about to say he believed it, but he stopped.

Feeling the warm body under his palm, Yan murmured for a long time: "I don't believe it, I just..."

He put his forehead against Duan mingchong's chest and said in a dumb voice: "... I'm just afraid of death."

Who is completely fearless of death in life?

Duan mingchong's voice was softer: "I won't let you die."

Yan said, "do you mean what you say?"

Duan mingchong laughed. He didn't want to say something that didn't scare the cautious old Yan. He could only try to make his voice more gentle.

"A golden promise."

Yan looked up at him, leaned back on his chest again, and whispered, "if you break your promise, I'll ask you for a thousand gold debts as a ghost."

Duan mingchong Mingming solemnly said his promise. He was embarrassed by Yan's words and could only nod his head.

Yan then asked him several times. Duan mingchong patiently told him everything he could promise. He was a little relieved.

At the age of 18, Yan did not have many worries, so he began to continue to make heaven and earth.

He lowered his head, untied the belt of his robe and said, "go to bed. I think it's more comfortable to take off my clothes."

Duan mingchong: "

He took off his robe and wore only a single coat. His thin waist stretched a beautiful curve with his sideways movement, which became more and more attractive.

Anyway, Duan mingchong turned his head desperately at a glance and didn't dare to look again.

When Yan finished taking off his, he came to take off Duan mingchong again. Duan mingchong was startled and hurriedly pressed his hand to stop him.

Yan said, "isn't it uncomfortable to sleep in clothes?"

Duan mingchong said incoherently, "I'm lonely... I'm used to it."

Year old Yan tilted his head and whispered, "Your Highness is so pure and lustless. I thought you would do something inappropriate to me after kissing you like that."

Duan mingchong: "

Duan mingchong was stunned for a long time before he suddenly reflected the meaning of his words. He almost turned over from the edge of the bed and looked at Sui Yan with some horror.

When Yan saw Duan mingchong shocked, didn't anyone teach him this in Xindao palace? If he didn't understand, should I

He was whimsical, but Duan mingchong pressed him into the quilt at a loss, got up and sat on the edge of the bed and said, "you... Go to bed first. I remember there are important things in the palace, so I won't accompany you."

Year old Yan: "Hey!"

Duan mingchong lowered his eyes, put on his boots and said casually, "you're still ill. Don't always run outside. If I have nothing to do at night, I'll come with you. Remember to take the medicine."

He put on his cloak and was about to leave. Sui Yan hurried behind him and shouted, "what about taking a nap with him?"

Duan mingchong stepped down and turned back. Feather eyelashes trembled and bent down. At the age of Yan Mei, he gently kissed his heart, pursed his lips and said in a astringent voice, "it's arrived."

Then he hurried away.

Year old Yan: "

Yan fumbled in a daze and felt his heart beat like a drum.

Even if the deep kiss just now, Duan mingchong didn't kiss his eyebrows.

It seems that you can only hit with one hit.

At the age of 18, Yan like lifted the quilt and covered himself. He fluttered in it for a long time. He didn't take a nap.

It was snowy in the capital. When Yan got up again in the afternoon, he found that the sky was dark and seemed to want to snow again.

He didn't want to be paralyzed in bed. Wearing a cloak, he went to the study in the front yard.

In front of the book case, he looked at the official document fold handed over by the Ministry of war, frowning. He didn't know what problem he had encountered.

Year-old Yan pushed the door in and said hello to year-old at will. Then he leaned on the soft couch next to the charcoal basin and looked for a book at will.

Before the age of 16, Yan was an educated imperial master. Although he was intelligent, his attendants didn't focus on serious affairs, and he was also procrastinating in reading.

However, after hanging out with Duan mingchong, he had to cheer up and read those obscure books.

The old man put the fold aside and said, "did you annoy the prince today? Why did he leave strangely?"

He said tentatively, "are you... Scattered?"

Year old Yan: "

Year old Yan looked at year old Yu and said with a dull face, "thanks to your brother's blessing, we can make do with it. We can't break up."

Sui Yu: "...."

The old man said, "how did he look like that?"

"I don't know. I'm probably shy," Yan said casually

Sui Yu: "...."

For a moment, he dared not think about what the two had done in the room, which made the Prince "shy" and run away.

Sui Pei glared at Sui Yan. He didn't want to talk to his nonsense brother, and his eyes fell on the fold again.

After reading a book for a while, Li Zhao pushed the door in and stood beside him and whispered, "young master, I don't want to come back. I said I had something important to report."

Year old Yan looked at year old Yu and whispered, "did she say what happened?"

Li Zhao came to his ear and whispered something.

Hearing this, Sui Yan frowned and was about to get up to meet Wu Yuan. Sui Yan looked up and frowned, "what are you talking about? Is it so hidden that I can't even know? "

Yan YILENG smiled and said, "it's no big deal."

The old man gave him a disgruntled look.

Yan immediately gave up the idea of going out and ordered Li Zhao, "let her keep an eye on those forged letters. If there are really those forged letters, find a chance to burn them."

Li Zhao stayed in the Marquis house for many years, not to mention that he was promoted by the old Marquis in the border army. Later, he was unable to March because of the army injury, so he became a housekeeper in the Marquis house. Naturally, Yan and Sui are also sincere to him.

Li Zhao nodded yes and bowed down.

"What letter?" he said

Yan smiled and said, "Your Highness the prince gave me a love letter. Do you want to see it, brother?"

The old man immediately looked like a vegetable and continued to read his official documents.

The snow outside has begun to fall. Li Zhao hurried through the corridor in his ink clothes and met the waiting wish at the rockery.

Li Zhao said, "young master is busy. It's inconvenient to come to see you."

Wuyuan was still dressed in black and nodded. Yan often asked Li Zhao to speak when she was busy, and she was used to it.

No wish to cherish words like gold: "what's your command, little master?"

Li Zhao said, "the second prince forged letters. The young master asked you not to act rashly and watch the change."

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