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Chapter 46 diseases
It was already afternoon when he came out of the fifth Prince hall. Duanming Chongman's face was gloomy and hurried back to the east palace.
The servant has been waiting outside. Seeing Duan mingchong coming back, he immediately greeted him: "Your Highness, little Marquis, today..."
Duan mingchong rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I heard. Is he all right now?"
The palace official said anxiously, "Princess Ning didn't get a chance at our little marquis. After she left, the little Marquis didn't even want to drink medicine, so he went to the side hall for a nap, but he woke up just now, but he was a little confused and looked for incense everywhere..."
Surprised, Duan mingchong hurried to the side hall.
Originally, Yan's drug addiction has been suppressed and hasn't happened again for several days. This time, he doesn't know what stimulation he has received. He has been arguing for people to find incense for him.
When Duan Ming Chongjin entered the side hall, Yan Zheng, in his robe, trembled and started to point the soothing incense sent by Jun Jingxing. The palace people on one side trembled and knelt on the ground, with a broken medicine bowl on the other side.
Duan mingchong stepped forward quickly and grabbed Sui Yan in his arms: "ah Yan!"
Year old Yan looked much more sober than when he had a drug addiction attack before. The fire fold in his hand fell to the ground, and some uncertain hugged Duanming Chongjin's thin waist and said blankly: "Your Highness..."
Duan mingchong was almost screwed up by his cry. He patted Yan on the back and whispered, "it's me. I'm back."
Feeling that Nian Yan was trembling all over, Duan mingchong suddenly began to hate why he had to stay in Duanxi morning for so long. If he could come back earlier, Nian Yan might not get sick again.
The royal doctor Meng came to feel his pulse a few days ago and told Duan mingchong that although the drug addiction of Sui Yan had survived, if the depression occurred again in the future, he might remember the psychedelic taste of the drug incense and instinctively want the incense.
However, as long as there is someone who can rely on to accompany him, it is difficult to get sick again.
After Duan mingchong came back, Sui Yan stopped asking for incense.
Duan mingchong is a good medicine for Sui Yan.
He hugged Duan mingchong and never let go.
Duan mingchong didn't push him away either. He gently hugged him and patted him on the back.
After a while, Yan seemed to be comforted. His trembling stopped slowly. His body almost collapsed into a pool of water and was hugged by Duan mingchong.
With red eyes, he leaned against Duan mingchong's arms and gasped weakly. His pale lips moved and kept mumbling Duan mingchong's name.
Duan mingchong felt distressed and picked him up and carefully put him on the soft bed.
At this time, Yan was sober. He reached out and grabbed Duan mingchong's sleeve. His voice was hoarse: "Your Highness... I, I didn't really want the medicine..."
Duan Ming chongrou said, "I know."
For fear that Duan mingchong misunderstood him, Yan wanted to explain again. Duan mingchong gently touched his forehead and whispered, "I heard you didn't eat at noon. Why, didn't you remember what I said before?"
When Duan Ming spoke in Chongping day, his tone was like a spring breeze. Sometimes he could make Yan Su numb. At this time, he lowered his tone like a clear spring, and Yan's waist was a little soft immediately.
He looked at Duan mingchong and moved unnaturally: "I... I want to wait for your highness to come back..."
Duan mingchong chuckled: "then you can't ignore your body. I left you for treatment, not to make you hungry."
Yan nodded blankly.
Duan mingchong stroked Yan Yan's scattered hair aside and said faintly, "but fortunately, I won't be so busy after that."
Yan looked at him suspiciously.
Duan mingchong said, "would you like something to eat?"
Yan shook his head. He shrunk into the bed, carefully patted the pillow with his fingers, and said timidly, "Your Highness, come up and say."
Seeing that he was like a frightened little animal, Duan mingchong couldn't help laughing and didn't think much. He took off his robe, lifted up the quilt and lay in.
"Today, a miracle doctor who seems to be from the south of the Yangtze River revealed the emperor's list and said that he could cure the disease of the five princes. Now he is starting to treat it, which seems to be quite effective." Duan mingchong leaned on the soft pillow and whispered, "now he has servants to take care of him. I don't have to run anywhere every day. I'll have time to accompany you in the future."
Before, Duan mingchong had to run to Duan Xichen every day because of his brother and friend Gong, who had been taught since childhood. Later, he learned that Duan Xichen united with Duan Ruwang to poison him. Duan mingchong didn't want to go again. Unexpectedly, there was a rumor that Nian Yan planned to harm the five princes. In order to avoid others, he had to continue to run there every day.
Now that a doctor can cure Duan Xichen's illness, Duan mingchong is finally relieved. He no longer runs around every day and runs there with disgust.
Yan nodded and looked at him carefully. His body moved unnaturally.
Duan mingchong's body suddenly stiffened.
Even if he slept in a quilt, Duan mingchong followed the rules and never exceeded half a point.
Years old Yan tried to rub into his arms several times, but he just moved, and Duan mingchong leaned unnaturally to the side.
Yan Wei was afraid that he would turn himself into bed, so he had to rest his mind.
Year old Yan "Oh" and didn't care much about it.
Duan mingchong said again, "you'll stay in the East Palace these days. Don't run around."
Yan rubbed his eyes and said, "I want to go back to my house tomorrow."
He clearly remembered the details of his illness today. When he was sitting by the pond, he really had an impulse to jump. In a trance, he seemed to hear someone whispering in his ear.
"Come to me."
It as like as two peas.
He suspected that he would be stunned if he went on like this. It would be better to ask Jun Jingxing, so as to save himself from looking for death in a muddle when he was ill.
Duan mingchong thought for a while and then said, "OK, I'll have someone accompany you."
Sui Yan nodded.
After a while, Yan fell asleep in a daze. Duan mingchong tossed about with the fifth Prince for most of the day and was a little tired. He stared at Yan's sleeping face for a moment and closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When Duan mingchong's breath was stable, the sleeping old Yan quietly opened his eyes.
He tried and whispered, "Your Highness?"
Duan mingchong slept heavily and had no reaction.
At the age of 18, Yan immediately put his heart down. He gently drilled into the quilt, carefully pulled down Duan mingchong's hand on the pillow, then arched in the quilt for a while, quietly drilled up from Duan mingchong's waist, stuck his whole body to Duan mingchong, pillowed the pillow and leaned against his warm chest.
Only at this time did Yan dare to be so bold.
Last time, Yan had a sleepy sleep in Duan mingchong's arms. He probably ate marrow and knew the taste. These days, he always rubbed secretly and wanted to sleep again.
Unfortunately, Duan mingchong didn't know how many sages his brain had read. Although he fell asleep with him at night, he was like a thief. He didn't even dare to touch him.
Year old Yan slightly tilted his head and looked at Duan mingchong's quiet sleeping face. Xu thought it was too unpleasant to lean on it. He thought about it, stretched out his hand and gently put it on Duan mingchong's waist.
"Gee." Yan Xin thought, "it's so thin."
Easy to touch.
Touch it again.
Duan mingchong's body was constantly warm, mixed with a touch of cold sandalwood. He wrapped the whole of Sui Yan. After a while, he couldn't help leaning on Duan mingchong's chest to sleep.
When he was ill before, he always had nightmares all night when he slept, but this time Xu Shiduan mingchong was around. Sui Yan slept very safely and didn't have a nightmare.
The two of them hugged each other and slept for more than an hour. Duan mingchong was dazed and opened his eyes. After a while, he felt like he was entangled by something and couldn't move.
Duan mingchong looked down. Yan was lying on his chest, sleeping soundly, his hands and feet wrapped around him, and his long hair covered the bed.
Mrs. anhou was one of the best beauties in the capital at that time. Although she married anhou, who only knew marching and fighting, she gave birth to more beautiful children.
At the age of 16, Yan's childish color faded a lot. When he fell asleep quietly, people and animals were harmless and pitiable, which made people completely unable to imagine his arrogance and wanton nature on weekdays.
If Yan had not been so popular since childhood, the little prince would not have been unforgettable for so many years.
Duan mingchong watched quietly for a long time before he said softly, "ah Yan, wake up, eat something and go to sleep."
Year old Yan was awakened and instinctively unhappy. He groaned vaguely, put his arm around Duan mingchong's waist with one hand, and raised his hand to cover Duan mingchong's disturbing mouth.
Duan mingchong tilted his head and was covered by him - although it was covered in his eyes.
When Yan's middle coat tossed in the quilt, the skirt spread out and half of his white arm exposed.
"Don't, don't make a noise... Well, mingchong, you tell him to make a noise..."
Duan mingchong couldn't laugh or cry. He pulled down Yan's hand and put it back into the quilt. He said, "you haven't eaten for half a day. Aren't you hungry?"
Duan mingchong was too warm. Yan Yan held his waist and refused to let go. He said vaguely, "I'm not hungry..."
Duan Ming can indulge him in some small things in Chongping day, but this time he can't tolerate his small temper. Holding the quilt horn, he whispered, "if you're not hungry, you have to get up and take medicine. If you stay in bed again, I'll lift the quilt."
The most painful thing in winter is that someone lifted the quilt while sleeping happily. Yan woke up when he heard the speech. He raised his eyes and looked at Duan mingchong pitifully: "Your Highness, let's sleep for a while."
Duan Ming chongrou said, "sleep a little longer?"
Year old Yan was almost softened by his whisper, and nodded hurriedly: "mm-hmm!"
With a smile, Duan mingchong gently raised his hand holding the corner and tried to lift it. Seeing this, Yan rushed up and hugged his arm. He said, "get up, get up, get up right away!"
A moment later, old Yan sat neatly at the table, sipping porridge. He fell ill once. Although he was much better after sleeping in Duanming Chong's arms, he still looked a little Wan.
Duan mingchong looked at him and drank absently. He seemed to see something. He reached out and grabbed the old Yan PA around his wrist at the edge of the table and said, "you seem to have grown some meat these days."
One of Yan's spoons didn't hold steady and fell straight into the bowl.
Yan said blankly, "ah?"
Duan mingchong touched his shoulder. "Well," he said, "the wrists and arms seem to have gained a lot of weight."
Yan, who was very thin and had been fed with delicious food for so long, finally grew some meat. He also circled his arms and found that he was a little thicker than before.
Yan said, "yes, is it?"
Duan mingchong said seriously, "well, it's not easy to keep your body. You can't ruin it at will in the future. You must eat three meals a day."
Year old Yan turned to Duan mingchong, slightly lowered his eyes, his ears were red, and muttered, "Your Highness..."
Duan mingchong said, "hmm?"
After thinking for a while, Yan took a deep breath and whispered, "Your Highness, can you measure my waist and see if there is meat on my waist?"
Duan mingchong: "
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