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Chapter 82 finding
Yan walked a long way in the snow and looked back. He was relieved that he didn't see Duan Ruwang.
Before getting on the carriage, Yan winked at nothing. Someone should catch up in a moment. He was not in a hurry and casually found a tree to lean against.
It's not suitable to go out today. As soon as Yan came up, the tree shook, and the snow on the branches fell down, straight down his head.
Year old Yan: "
Yan nearly jumped up and pulled the snow out of his neck, but the snow soon melted when it stuck to his neck. The ice water couldn't help drilling on his back, and soon his lips were blue with cold.
Yan finally pulled out the rest of the snow, but the blood in the palm rubbed against the skirt and neck. It was shocking.
He squatted down, frowned and wiped the blood on his hands with snow. After thinking about it, he probably waited too boring. He simply made a snowman on the ground.
But before the snowman was piled up, there was a sound of horses' hoofs in the distance.
Yan had to stand up and turn around. His face suddenly turned green.
Duan Zhisu and Song Xian came from afar on horses with people, with bows on their backs, as if they were out hunting.
Yan suddenly wanted to fall into the snow and pretend to be dead.
Before he took action, he heard Song Xian's voice shouting: "Your Highness, did that man... Forget to return?"
At the age of 18, Yan Zhisu and Song Xian didn't have so many scruples. They turned around and ran away without talking.
The sound of horses' hoofs followed, getting closer and closer. Finally, Duan Zhisu and Song Xian ran to him and blocked the way of Sui Yan.
At the age of 18, Yan PI smiled but didn't laugh. He had to salute: "I've seen your highness."
He stood in the snow in a thin shirt, his small face was white with cold, his lips were trembling slightly, and he looked very weak and pitiful.
Duan Zhisu got off the horse with a cold face, took off his cloak and put it on Nian Yan. He said coldly, "in the cold weather, what are you doing alone in the hunting ground? Why is there blood all over your clothes? "
Yan Benlai was shivering with cold and instinctively wanted to refuse when he saw Duan Zhisu putting on clothes for him. However, when the cloak fell on his shoulder to block the roaring cold wind, he immediately changed his mind and hurriedly grabbed the shelter clothes and didn't give up.
"Nothing. I wiped a little wound. It's not in the way."
Song Xian got off his horse and said to Yan Yan, "General Yu often came to the hunting ground to hunt a few days ago. Why are you here today? You are really a rare guest."
Yan Yan smiled at him and said, "come here."
Song Xian stepped forward and said, "what's the matter?"
Yan grabbed his collar and tore it away. He stuffed the snowball hidden in his hand directly into Song Xian's clothes.
Song Xian cried out in a loud voice and was so frozen that he jumped in place.
The old Yan bastard laughed.
Song Xian pulled his collar to get the snow out and roared: "forget to return! I think you want to die! "
Yan said, "you deserve it. Next time you talk like this, I'll bury you in the snow."
Song Xian: "age, forget, return!"
Song Xian finally got the snow out of his clothes and angrily wanted to catch him.
Yan ran behind Duan Zhisu and said, "no, don't move. You can't bear the crime of colliding with your highness."
Song Xian almost laughed angrily.
Duan Zhisu, who was watching from one side, was a little helpless. He glanced at Sui Yan and vaguely looked wrong.
"Forget to return?"
Yan was busy hiding from Song Xian. When he heard the speech, he casually said, "well, why? They all said don't catch me anymore. Do you want to have a snowball fight? How old are you? "
Song Xian was so angry that he almost went to heaven.
Duan Zhisu suddenly said, "Chonghui, stop."
When Song Xian was about to speak, he saw Duan Zhisu grab Yan's shoulder and whispered, "stop it, you're sick."
Yan looked at him suspiciously and said, "I didn't."
With a cold face, Duan Zhisu put his hand on his forehead and said, "you're so hot that your face is red. Haven't you said yet?"
Hearing the speech, Song Xian restrained his anger and gathered around. He pasted Yan's face and frowned: "really, why did you appear in such a wilderness today? Where are all the people who followed you without wearing a coat?"
Yan fumbled on his forehead: "really? It should be the wind. It's no big deal. "
Duan Zhisu half hugged his shoulder and took him forward: "I'll take you back to the house and burn it like this. You're really..."
Duan Zhisu didn't know what to say, so he could only look at him with hatred.
Year old Yan didn't want to have anything to do with them, so he refused: "no, someone will come and pick me up later. Don't bother your highness. You can continue hunting."
He was about to break away from Duan's hand, but he felt the hand holding his shoulder use force violently.
Duan Zhisu looked at him coldly and said, "do you want me to watch you freeze here?"
Year old Yan choked: "er... But they will come soon..."
Duan Zhisu still didn't let him wait here alone. He was thinking whether to take him to the horse, when he heard a sound of hoofs behind him.
The three men looked back and saw Duan mingchong riding on a white horse, coming over expressionless.
Duan mingchong's ink clothes were very conspicuous in the ice and snow, and he came close almost in an instant.
He came down from the horse with a cold face and looked at Duan Zhisu's hand on Sui Yan's shoulder. His pupils narrowed severely.
Song Xian hurriedly bowed.
Duan Zhisu frowned and was about to speak when he saw Duan Ming Chongping stretch out his hands and say to Nian Yan, "ah Yan, come here."
Only then did Yan regain his consciousness. He shook his hand and began to hold Su's hand. He whispered, "I told you that someone will pick me up."
He said, stretched out his hand and was tightly grasped by Duan mingchong. Before he left, Duan mingchong exerted a strong force and stumbled into his arms.
After Sui Yan was taken away by Sui Pei, Duan mingchong started to follow him. Seeing Sui Pei's reaction, he probably guessed something, so he kept trying to catch up and explain something.
But there were too many people in sweet water lane. He didn't keep up for a while, so he had to take people to wait at the door of Hou's house.
He waited for a long time. Instead of waiting for next year's Yan, he waited for the messenger sent by Duan Ruwang.
Knowing that Sui Yan was taken away by Duan Ruwang and left in an uninhabited hunting ground, Duan mingchong was in a strange calm. He asked where Sui Yan was, got the approximate location, and then brought people here without stopping.
Until saw that Yan was held in his arms, the false calm pulled by an invisible thin line was completely broken.
Like a drop of water falling into a calm lake, it immediately set off layers of ripples and waves.
When Duan mingchong finally held Sui Yan in his arms, it seemed that he was finally down-to-earth, but his fear suddenly turned up after calm.
He kept his fear and panic under control. He wanted to grasp something, but he didn't dare to exert any force because he held Sui Yan. He had to endure it.
Yan was gently held in his arms by Duan mingchong. He was very happy for a time.
He clung to Duan mingchong's body, and then he realized that Duan mingchong's body was tight and his heart beat very fast. It seemed that he was trying to suppress something.
Yan looked up suspiciously, "Your Highness?"
Duan Zhisu said, "Your Highness, what a coincidence to come to the hunting ground?"
Duan mingchong took a gentle breath and reluctantly said, "unfortunately, it's not as clever as you."
He lost his usual warmth, his jaw was tight, and his whole person had a strange indifference.
Duan Zhisu and Song Xian had never seen such an abnormal Duan mingchong. They looked at each other and were puzzled.
Duan mingchong was not in the mood to make a false deal with them. He looked at Sui Yan, who was quiet in his arms. He glanced at the clothes on his shoulder and frowned more tightly.
Year old Yan: "Your Highness, how did you know I was here?"
Duan mingchong didn't answer. With a cold face, he pulled off the clothes on Sui Yan, handed them to Duan Zhisu and said, "thank you, brother three."
Duan Zhisu was stunned. Song Xian hurriedly came forward and took over his cloak.
Both of them wondered why the Crown Prince wanted to thank Yan for wearing a dress.
Yan was suddenly pulled out of his windproof clothes. Before he felt cold, Duan mingchong opened his wide cloak, hugged him and protected him to the horse.
When Yan was about to speak, Duan mingchong suddenly hugged him around the waist and put him on the horse with a sudden force.
Year old Yan: "
Year old Yan was startled and hurriedly held the saddle.
Duan mingchong nodded expressionless at Duan Zhisu, turned over and sat down behind him, wrapped him tightly with his cloak, and said coldly, "brother three, mingchong is leaving first."
Then, without waiting for Duan Zhisu to answer, he clamped his horse's belly and drove his horse away.
Duan Zhisu and Song Xian stood in place and looked at each other.
After a long time, Song Xian shivered and said, "why do I look at these two people so strange? Your highness, what do you think? "
Duan Zhisu seemed to notice that he frowned and scolded, "don't talk nonsense."
Song xianton was silent.
The "strange" two men rode in the snow, and the atmosphere was a little strange.
Year old Yan leaned in front of Duan mingchong, slightly raised his head and looked at Duan mingchong from the gap of his cloak. He found that Duan mingchong still looked cold and didn't seem to plan to pay attention to him.
But just now, his concern for Sui Yan is real. Sui Yan is not sure what happened to him.
But when you think about it carefully, 80% of Duan mingchong was angry that he followed Duan Ruwang without saying anything.
After considering for a long time, Yan asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, how do you know I'm here?"
Duan mingchong held the reins and took a deep breath. Then he said, "I saw Duan Ruwang."
At the age of 18, Yan said "Oh", and his heart was as high as hope. This man was not too crazy. He had a little conscience.
Yan was afraid that Duan mingchong thought too much and hurriedly explained, "he just asked me to say a few words at will. I looked at the snow outside and came down to enjoy the snow. It's really no big deal. Don't worry, your highness."
Duan mingchong didn't speak with a cold face.
Yan Xin thought, "Oh, I'm really angry."
Duan mingchong wouldn't get angry at how old Yan tossed on weekdays. This time he didn't do anything - what he thought - Duan mingchong was so angry that he didn't even talk to himself.
What can do? Yan thought hard, but his head was either a bad idea or a ghost idea. After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't know how to coax people.
Yan has never been treated so coldly by Duan mingchong. He is not used to it and has some unknown sour in his heart.
After thinking for a long time, he carefully pulled Duan mingchong's collar: "Your Highness."
Duanming Chongyu's eyelashes drooped slightly and looked down at him.
Yan gently grabbed his hand and put it on his forehead. "You... Touch it. Am I sick?"
Duan mingchong: "
"If I get sick, I'm afraid I'll stay in bed for half a month."
Year old Yan made persistent efforts and spread out his scabby palm to him: "my hand is still broken and shed a lot of blood."
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