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Chapter 108 Palace
The Marquis house kept busy for a whole day before arranging everything.
It was late at night after Sui Pei finished his work. He asked everyone to go back to rest and came to Sui Yan's side yard alone.
It was already dark. Jun Jingxing hurried out of the small kitchen in the side hospital with medicine and ran into Sui Yu.
Jun Jingxing nodded: "old general."
Looking at the medicine in his hand, he frowned and said, "forget to return and get sick again?"
Jun Jingxing's face was vegetable. It was hard to speak directly, so he had to nod vaguely: "yes."
"Give me the medicine. Go back and have a rest," Sui said
Jun jingxingba had to serve Sui Yanna's ancestor. He hurriedly handed the medicine to Sui Pei, saluted and ran away.
With the medicine in one hand, he opened the door and went in.
Half of the bed curtain fell. Yan was holding the wooden box containing candied fruit and looked down at it. He looked wan and seemed to be really ill.
The old man walked over and said, "forget to return?"
Yan was stunned for a moment and looked up at him blankly.
"Brother."
He sat beside him, reached out and touched his forehead. He found that it was really hot. He handed the medicine and said, "what's the matter? Isn't it still good in the daytime?"
At the age of 18, Yan had a backache and weak legs. It's hard to say that he was tired after fooling around with Duan mingchong all night yesterday. He just answered vaguely with the medicine. He didn't answer or deny it, and obediently drank the medicine in small bites.
He pulled back the scattered hair on his forehead and said, "if there's anything else in the future, remember to ask someone to come to me. If I don't come to see you, won't I know you're ill again?"
Year old Yan put the bowl on the small table at the head of the bed, hung his head, grabbed the Buddha bead on his wrist, gently dialed it, and said, "it's just a small disease. You'll be fine after drinking the medicine and sleeping. You're so busy that it's inconvenient to disturb you."
"Nonsense," he scolded
Yan smiled.
It was too late. At the same age, Yan told him a few words. Then he got up and wanted to go.
Year old Yan stared at him in amazement. Suddenly, he stood up and grabbed year old's arm. The wooden box that had been put on his leg turned over to the ground, and the preserves rolled all over the floor.
The old man turned around and said, "what's the matter?"
Year old Yan Wei looked up at him, and his hand holding year old Yu's sleeve was shaking slightly. He swept the rest of his light into the wooden box on the ground and suddenly said in a dumb voice: "brother..."
Seeing that there seemed to be something wrong with him, he went back and put his hand close to his forehead. He hesitated and said, "uncomfortable?"
Yan shuddered and covered the back of his hand, pulled it down slightly, and let his warm palm stick to his side face. He rubbed it gently, his voice trembled and said, "brother, don't go..."
She was stunned. She didn't understand why she was so good just now.
He sat back again, patted Yan on the back with his other hand, and tried to put a soft voice: "forget to return, is there anything you can't tell me? Or did the prince annoy you? "
Yan couldn't help laughing, but his eyes soon turned red. He bullied him, leaned against him and hugged him.
Sui Yu still didn't like Sui Yan so close to him. He was stunned for a while and patted him on the back.
Yan murmured, "don't go, only you... Don't go..."
In addition to Duan mingchong, the only brother who really treated him in this life was this cold faced and soft hearted brother.
After being stunned for a while, he realized that what Yan said was not a simple departure.
Since his rebirth, Yan has had many clear eyes forced by friendship in his previous life, and more and more people run away from him.
He devoted his whole life to treat each other sincerely, even if he gave up his life;
Song Xian, my childhood best friend.
And Li Zhao, who accompanied him for two generations.
In those years when he was imprisoned in the palace in his previous life, Li Zhao was responsible for all the big and small affairs in the palace.
At that time, the royal residence was extremely dilapidated, and there were no servants to serve. In winter, year-old Yan couldn't survive many times when he fell ill. All of them were served by him all night, so that every time year-old Yan was ill, his name was "Uncle Zhao".
Yan suddenly couldn't help thinking, "why did they treat me like this? Duan Zhisu is, Song Xian is, and now even Li Zhao is. "
After he came up with the idea, he suddenly felt a little hypocritical. Where can he control and speculate about other people's ideas?
Four years ago, he was deeply hurt. When he looked back after so many years, he didn't think it was a big deal. It must be the same now.
It will pass.
"Just get used to it." Yan rubbed in his arms and said, "it's not the first time, so it's no big deal."
Sui Pei gently hugged Sui Yan and patted him on the back. He didn't hear his voice for a long time. He slightly lowered his head and saw Sui Yan leaning against his arms. don't know when he has fallen asleep.
He was stunned for a moment before he sighed.
He gently put Sui Yan on the couch, pulled the quilt up, and sat for a while. He didn't turn away until Sui Yan was completely asleep.
Before dawn, Hou's house began to get busy and soon woke up Sui Yan.
As soon as there was a movement in the bed curtain, Jun Jingxing, who had waited for a moment in the outer room, walked in without seeing anything, lifted the bed curtain and hung it on the gold hook on one side.
Yan opened his eyes slightly, as if he had not awakened.
Jun Jingxing said, "get up. People outside have been busy for a long time."
Year old Yan gave a blankly "Oh" and sat up slowly with his hands. He sat blankly for a while before he realized something was wrong.
"I..."
He reached out and touched his face gently. He found that his face was full of wet tears.
Jun Jingxing also saw it, frowned and said, "what's the matter?"
"I don't know. I seem to have a dream, but... Well, I can't remember what it is," Yan said
Before he wiped it clean, his tears came down again.
Jun Jingxing sat down and touched his forehead. He didn't have a fever.
At the age of 18, Yan looked at a loss. He didn't even know why he couldn't stop his tears.
Jun Jingxing frowned and wiped his tears with a handkerchief: "are you uncomfortable?"
Yan shook his head. He wiped carelessly and whispered, "no, today is my brother's big day. It's unlucky."
But as soon as Jun Jingxing dried up, the tears in his eyes ran down uncontrollably.
Year old Yan wondered, "what's the matter with me?"
Jun Jingxing raised his chin, reached out and pressed at the end of his eyes and said, "it's probably where sleep is pressing. Wait for me to poke you."
Yan busily wiped his eyes: "no, no, no, I'll be fine later. I'll be fine soon. Don't bother you about anything."
Jun Jingxing looked at him with a smile.
Although Yan said nothing, his tears were still flowing. Jun Jingxing watched for a long time, so he had to reach out and gently rub the acupoints around his eyes.
Sure enough, after a while, the desperate tears finally stopped.
Jun Jingxing stretched out his hand, flicked his eyebrows and said, "sleep safely in the future. Don't always turn over and over."
Year old Yan nodded casually and put aside his clothes on his body.
The whole Marquis house was decorated with bright red silk everywhere. It was very festive.
Because Yan was not in the house when he was repaired, he almost couldn't recognize it when he went out.
It was daybreak after he had finished his breakfast. Today the weather was fine and clear, and the snow on the eaves melted a lot.
Year old Yan walked all the way from the corridor with a small hand stove. He looked at the busy servants around without blinking and said, "it's so lively."
Since childhood, Yan likes to be lively. Rao is as gloomy as he was in his previous life, and he still likes to run to lively places.
This was the first time Hou's house was so busy. He could see everything at a glance. He wanted to have a look and touch anything he saw.
Jun Jingxing followed him and saw Yan bending down and staring at the five animal blessing rites carried by the servant. He didn't straighten up until the servant's hands were unstable.
Yan turned his head and said with a smile, "I haven't seen anyone marry for a long time."
Jun Jingxing's eyes moved gently, which completely determined that Yan was not ill. Just now he cried like that for no reason. He should really just press a acupoint in his eyes.
Thinking of this, Jun Jingxing was relieved and said, "it's just red tape. It's really tiring to look at it."
Yan was so happy that he winked at him and said, "but my brother must enjoy it. I can finally see my brother's sincere smile when he welcomes Jiangning into the door."
Year old Yan took Jun Jingxing forward and turned across the corridor. He saw that the courtyard was red and almost burned his eyes.
It was still early. There were people inside and outside the Hou house, but those people looked neither servants nor guests. Sui Yan recognized them carefully and found that several of them seemed to often come to the Hou house to find Sui Yu's deputy generals.
Sui Pei used his power for personal gain. Unexpectedly, the soldiers among the generals were dragged to work as coolies.
As soon as Yan came over, several deputy generals who knew him quickly nodded and saluted: "Lord Hou."
Yan's eyes were bent and said, "what are you doing?"
A deputy general took a small dish of honey fried oranges and said, "decorate the hall and banquet. It's messy and noisy here. The Marquis's golden body should stay away."
Yan glanced at the fried honey in his hand, turned his eyes and nodded thoughtfully: "OK, I'll go soon - Hey, brother!"
The deputy general quickly turned to look. After sweeping around, he didn't see the trace of Sui Yu. He turned around suspiciously. The citrus in his hand had disappeared long ago, and Sui Yan also disappeared.
Deputy general: "
It is said that the Marquis is unruly and reckless. He deserves his reputation.
Next to the rockery in Hou's house, Yan sat on a stone and put aside a plate of honey fried oranges. He hung his legs and carried them back and forth alternately. His thin white hand pinched the oranges still stained with sugar and stuffed them into his mouth.
Year old Yan ate one and his hands were stained with sugar water. He loved Jie. He directly rubbed his hands stained with sugar water on Jun Jingxing, frowned and said, "delicious is delicious, just sticky."
Jun Jingxing turned his eyes directly: "then don't eat!"
It was not easy to get it. How could old Yan give up? He found a servant at random, got a chopstick, bent his eyes and ate contentedly.
The ice in the pond of Hou's house has been broken, and Koi swim around in the middle. From time to time, they come out to bite the fish floating on the water.
There was still a lot of noise around him. Yan looked at the people in the yard and said with a smile, "if only the Marquis house were so busy every day."
Jun Jingxing lowered his head and removed the sugar water from the clothes with a handkerchief. He said faintly: "don't you think it's noisy?"
Year old Yan bit his chopsticks and added, "if the voice were a little lower, it would be better."
As he spoke, he was about to pick up the oranges in the dish, but somehow his eyes suddenly darkened.
Then the sound in my ears seemed to be cut off by something and stopped suddenly.
Yan raised his head in doubt and looked around. He was shocked to find that at some time, the people in the yard disappeared in an instant, and the red lanterns and red silk slowly turned into cobwebs and dust and floated down.
Yan seemed to be frightened. In a trance, he seemed to feel that he stood up from where he was.
He was unconscious all over and could only watch himself walking along the desolate and dilapidated corridor.
Looking up, the crows fluttered and landed on the eaves.
Year old Yan raised his voice in some fear: "brother?"
"Your Highness?"
He hurried back to the place just now, and Jun Jingxing had disappeared.
Year old Yan didn't know whether he was dreaming or not. He ran back and forth in the desolate house in horror, but he couldn't get out anyway.
I don't know how long it took before he suddenly found that this is not Hou's house, but
Jun Jingxing: "Hou ye?"
Yan Yizheng at the age of.
"Hou Ye!" Jun Jingxing gently shook Yan's shoulder and wondered, "what's the matter? Well, what's the sudden stupidity? "
The nothingness in front of Yan's eyes dissipated like fog. He was stunned in situ. At this time, he found that he was still sitting on a stone and surrounded by a lot of excitement.
Hearing the noise around him, on the contrary, Sui Yan felt cold all over. The cold was like an invisible hand, and the soles of his feet climbed up little by little.
Jun Jingxing saw that his face was wrong and hurriedly held his shoulder: "Hou ye?"
Yan's eyes diverged and murmured, "I... I seemed to have a dream last night."
He said this when he got up in the morning.
Jun Jingxing said, "well, what dream do you remember?"
Yan nodded stupidly.
"I dreamed..."
I dreamed that I was trapped in the desolate and uninhabited palace of my previous life and would never be free.