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Chapter 124 chaos
Jun Jingxing took a breath. Recalling what Yan said a few days ago, he sometimes seemed to be unable to distinguish between dream and reality, he said tentatively: "Hou ye, you are now... Awake and don't dream anymore."
He put his hand on Yan Yan's cold face and said in a warm voice, "it's warm. Can you feel it?"
Yan looked at him blankly and whispered, "I'm awake?"
Jun Jingxing grabbed Yan's hand, stabbed him gently on his finger abdomen and said, "does it hurt?"
Yan shook his head and his voice trembled: "it doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all. You're lying to me..."
Jun Jingxing looked back and determined that he had no wish, so he pinched Yan's hand on his back and said, "what about this?"
The tingling pain passed from the back of his hand along his arm to his mind. Yan was stunned for a long time before he gently buried his face in his knee.
Jun Jingxing patted him on the back and comforted: "don't be afraid. Just wake up and forget. Don't worry."
Yan just shook his head.
Jun Jingxing said, "people living in nightmares sometimes don't know the difference between dream and reality when they wake up. This is not a very serious symptom. They will be well after a moment. You don't have to think about it."
Yan's shoulders trembled slightly. After a long time, he whispered, "I've been sitting here for an hour."
Jun Jingxing was stunned and looked a little shocked.
Year old Yan raised his finger to the remnant candle on the table and his voice trembled: "I'll never remember wrong when I watch it burn out a little bit."
The candle slid slowly down the candle, and Yan could even remember how many wax tears had fallen.
Jun Jingxing looked at him, his face was in a trance, and there was a color of despair. He didn't know how to comfort him and didn't dare to go again. He lit the candle again, dragged the quilt to the inner room, and planned to sleep on the ground tonight.
Yan kept holding his head and shrinking his face in his knees. From time to time, he trembled slightly, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in fear.
Jun Jingxing went to help him with his shoulder and whispered, "don't be afraid. You can sleep with me here."
Yan looked at the quilt under the ground. After a long time, he grabbed his sleeve and cried, "can you go?"
Jun Jingxing promised: "I'm not going anywhere. Just call me when you want to find me."
At the age of 18, Yan looked at him in a daze. He was promised many words by Jun Jingxing. He was on call, so he relaxed his hand.
But when Jun Jingxing turned and wanted to go, he immediately pulled his sleeve.
Jun Jingxing was not impatient. He looked back and said again, "don't be afraid, it's okay."
At the age of 18, Yan unloaded his fingers one by one, retracted into the quilt and lay down.
He was like a frightened bird, curled up in a small ball, and his eyes were full of fear.
However, Yan was seriously ill before the age of 18. Since then, he was very sleepy. He didn't support a incense stick, so he went to sleep again wearily.
Jun Jingxing waited until he breathed steadily before he sighed gently.
The next morning, Jun Jingxing took back the quilt. When he heard something moving in the bed curtain, he quickly opened the curtain and went in.
"Hou ye?"
Yan didn't know when he woke up and looked at it for a long time.
"I'm awake?"
Jun Jingxing hurriedly said, "yes, yes, wake up. It's dawn. Look."
He hung the bed curtain on the gold hooks on both sides and let Sui Yan see the light outside.
After watching it for a long time, Yan nodded vaguely: "I, I know."
Jun Jingxing has always felt strange since Sui Yan remembered the dream the night before yesterday. Duan mingchong was fine when he got up yesterday. Today, Jun Jingxing saw some clues.
Yan is really confused about what is reality and what is dream.
This change should not happen overnight. It should be that after he woke up last time, he began to cry for no reason and kept having the most frightening nightmares. However, he couldn't remember and didn't feel much fear and collapse in the daytime.
Over time, Rao is a normal person. He should be crazy every night when he is in a place where he is so lonely that he can't tell whether it is real or not.
Jun Jingxing said tentatively, "the prince should come soon. Tell him something different."
No matter how Jun Jingxing explored his veins, he couldn't find any clues. When Duan mingchong stayed here the night before yesterday, it didn't seem to happen. After thinking about it, Xu Shiduan mingchong seemed to lack a large sense of security for Sui Yan, so that he didn't have nightmares.
But as soon as Yan listened, he immediately grabbed Jun Jingxing's wrist and shook his head desperately: "no, I can't tell him!"
Jun Jingxing frowned: "but you are suffering like this. What should you do if something happens in the future?"
Year old Yan propped up his sour and soft bed, dressed and whispered, "in short, you can't tell him."
If the crown prince knew, ten * * would send him out of the capital.
Although Yan cherished his life, he always felt that this nightmare could not directly kill him, so he always had a fluke mentality and could delay day by day.
Jun Jingxing: "but..."
"No, but." Yan hung his clothes on one side and put them on his shoulders. He forced a smile on his pale face. "Don't tell him that I have nothing, nothing at all."
Jun Jingxing looked at his forced smile and stopped talking.
Yan put on his clothes, gently held the Buddha bead on his wrist and said, "it's time. Has the medicine been fried?"
Jun Jingxing was stunned and then looked at him like a monster.
This was the first time he had heard him ask for medicine since he knew Yan.
Jun Jingxing frowned: "do you look all right? Even when I got sick before, my face wasn't so ugly. "
Old Yan still said, "it's okay."
That's it.
Duan mingchong would come to Hou's house to see Sui Yan every day. At first, he also saw that Sui Yan's face seemed very ugly, but Sui Yan insisted that it was all right. When he was pressed, he relied on Jun Jingxing's Decoction for too much pain.
Jun Jingxing was repeatedly ordered by Yan Yan not to tell Duan mingchong this bad thing. He had to bear it forcibly and gritted his teeth and carried the pot.
Duan mingchong still had doubts. He asked the servants of the Marquis, but he didn't get a reason, so he had to give up.
Half a month has passed since Duan Zhisu and Duan Ruwang's fief was settled.
Duan Zhisu was assigned to the extremely prosperous Rongcheng, while Duan Ruwang was sent to the Yong city where Duan Zhisu had been in the previous life for seven years.
Duan Zhisu didn't care. He went wherever he was assigned. He was very comfortable with the situation.
Duan Ruwang stood outside the palace with end fences all night before he left the fief.
Duan mingchong has already replaced all the guards in Duan Lishu's hall. Duan Ruwang will not wait for Duan Lishu to come out to see him for the last time even if he dies.
The next morning, without saying goodbye to anyone, he was covered with dew and embarked on the road to Yong city.
The emperor once asked him, "do you hate me?"
Duan Ruwang didn't answer this question, but looked at him indifferently. He felt that the king who had been high above for decades, but now was too old to walk, was ridiculous and pitiful.
But when he left the bustling capital, he suddenly felt ridiculous. The person worthy of pity was himself.
He lived in this prosperous capital all his life. Because of hatred, he turned himself into a madman without people and ghosts. Even the only person who really treated him was pushed away by him.
In the end, he didn't even dare to ask Duanli Shu "do you hate me?".
I didn't even see one side.
Duan Ruwang sat in the shaking carriage, lifted the curtain and looked at the distant capital. After a long time, he stretched out his hand to hold his eyes.
In this life, it's up to you, not life.
Until Duan Ruwang left the capital, Duan mingchong was completely relieved.
When he received the reply from Pro Wei, it was already night. Duan mingchong was silent for a moment. Then he picked up his cloak and said, "prepare the horse and go to Hou's house."
Palace people have long been used to the prince. When he has nothing to do, he runs to the Marquis house. He is not surprised. He immediately goes to prepare the horse.
Duan mingchong hurried out of the palace before the door was locked and went straight to the Hou's house.
Hou Fu.
At night, Jun Jingxing stayed in the old Yan's room as usual. The bed curtain only hung down half. As soon as he looked up, he could see the scene on the bed.
Yan has lost a lot of weight these days. He is absent-minded in the daytime.
Jun Jingxing repeatedly promised that he would not go anywhere. As long as Nian Yan called him, he would appear immediately. Nian Yan hesitated to lie down and fall asleep.
Jun Jingxing was not old. Yan went to bed early. After reading the medical books under the lamp for more than half an hour, he heard the bangs outside.
He put his book on the desk and was about to go to bed when he heard a sudden gasp from the curtain of the bed.
Jun Jingxing was startled and quickly got up to see Sui Yan.
Yan seemed to have another nightmare. His breathing was so fast that people thought he would die the next moment.
Jun Jingxing rushed up, pressed Yan's shoulder and said hurriedly, "Lord Hou!"
The sleeping old Yan fiercely opened his eyes.
Jun Jingxing was relieved and said, "Lord Hou, you have been..."
Before he finished, Yan gasped slightly and murmured, "why didn't you come?"
Jun Jingxing was stunned: "what?"
Yan struggled to sit up, and a beam of light poured out from the unfurled half of the bed curtain, illuminating his pale face.
Jun Jingxing's pupil shrinks.
At the age of 18, Yan wore long hair. His handsome face was full of despair. His eyes looked at Jun Jingxing and even took some resentment.
Jun Jingxing was surprised: "Hou ye..."
Yan Lengleng said, "why didn't you come..."
Jun Jingxing stretched out his hand to him and murmured, "you..."
Year old Yan shook off his hand and made a crisp "pa".
Jun Jingxing was stunned. He was about to speak, but he saw that Yan, who had just returned with a cold face, seemed to have been punched, suddenly recovered and looked at him in amazement.
He looked blankly at his hand and looked at Jun Jingxing. Then he rushed up in panic, grabbed the hand he had just opened, and said in a hurry: "yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I won't hit you, I won't hit you myself, please..."
Jun Jingxing tried to keep his voice down and put his hand on Yan's shoulder.
Yan was still shaking his head, his eyes were red, and murmured, "please don't go, I only found you, don't go..."
Jun Jingxing only felt that the whole heart would be pinched by the little ancestor. He took a deep breath and whispered, "I won't go. I told you many times that I won't go anywhere."
Yan murmured several times before raising his head. His eyes were full of panic and despair.
Jun Jingxing pressed his shoulder and said word by word, "forget to return. You're awake now. No one left you. I'm true, Sui is true, and the prince is true."
Yan looked at him blankly, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.
Jun Jingxing had to repeat it again.
The confused color on Yan's face is heavier.
"See you every month. What are you talking about?" Yan's lips trembled. "My second brother has already died in the war?"
Jun Jingxing was stunned.
The old Yan said, "the crown prince, wasn't he poisoned seven years ago?"