Stigma

Jun Jingxing took a breath, recalling what Sui Yan said a few days ago that he sometimes seemed to be confused between dreams and reality, and tentatively said: "Master Hou, you are now...wake up and don't dream anymore."

He stretched out his hand to put a stick on Sui Yan's cold face, and said warmly, "It's warm, can you feel it?"

Sui Yan looked at him blankly, and whispered: "Am I awake?"

Jun Jingxing grabbed Sui Yan's hand, pricked his fingertips lightly, and said, "Does it hurt?"

Sui Yan shook her head, her voice trembling: "It doesn't hurt, one, it doesn't hurt at all, you are lying to me..."

Jun Jingxing looked back, and made sure that No Wish was there, so he pinched Sui Yan's back with his hand, and said, "What about this?"

The tingling pain spread from the back of the hand to the arm, and Sui Yan was stunned for a long time before gently burying his face in his knee.

Jun Jingxing patted him on the back and comforted: "Don't be afraid or not, just forget it when you wake up, don't worry."

Sui Yan just shook his head.

Jun Jingxing said: "People who are living in nightmares sometimes don't know the difference between dreams and reality when they first wake up. This is not a very serious symptom. It will be cured after a while. You don't have to think about it."

Sui Yan's shoulders trembled slightly before he whispered, "I have been sitting here for an hour."

Jun Jingxing was taken aback for a moment, his expression a little surprised.

Sui Yan raised his finger at the candle on the table, and his voice trembled: "I watched it burn out little by little, and I will never remember it wrong."

The candle slowly descended along the body of the candle, and Sui Yan could even remember how many drops of wax and tears fell.

Jun Jingxing looked at his face in a trance and despair appeared. He didn't know how to comfort him and didn't dare to leave. He lit the candle again, dragged the quilt to the inner room, and planned to sleep on the floor tonight.

Sui Yan kept holding his head and shrank his face in his knees, shaking slightly from time to time, as if he was enveloped in fear.

Jun Jingxing went to help his shoulders and said quietly, "Don't be afraid, I am here, you can sleep."

Sui Yan looked at the quilt on the ground, and it took him a long time to begging to hold on to his sleeve, and said mournfully, "Will you go?"

Jun Jingxing promised: "I won't go anywhere, just call me when you want to find me."

Sui Yan looked at him in a daze, but Jun Jingxing promised that he would be there on call, before letting go.

But when Jun Jingxing turned to leave, he immediately grabbed his sleeve.

Jun Jingxing was not impatient, turned around and said again: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Only then did Sui Yan unload his fingers one by one and lay back under the quilt.

He was like a frightened bird, curled up into a small ball, and his eyes were full of panic.

But Sui Yan had been ill before, and since then he was very lethargic. He went to sleep again tiredly without a stick of incense.

Jun Jingxing waited until his breathing became steady before he sighed softly.

Early the next morning, Jun Jingxing retracted the quilt and heard movement in the curtain of the bed, and quickly opened the curtain to enter.

"Master Hou?"

Sui Yan didn't know when he woke up, and stared blankly for a long while.

"I woke up?"

Jun Jingxing said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, wake up, it's dawn, look."

He hung the bed curtains on the golden hooks on both sides, and let Sui Yan look at the light outside.

Sui Yan watched for a long time before nodding in a daze, "I, I know."

Ever since Sui Yan remembered the things in his dream the night before yesterday, Jun Jingxing has always felt strange. It was okay for him to be bright when he woke up yesterday. Today, Jun Jingxing has seen some clues.

Sui Yan really doesn't know what is reality and what is dream.

This kind of change should not happen overnight. It should be that after he woke up from a dream last time, he cried for no reason and started to have the most terrifying nightmare in a cycle, but he can’t remember it. I don't feel much fear of collapsing.

Over the years, Rao is a normal person, and he should have gone crazy every night in a place that is so lonely and maddeningly that it is not clear whether it is realistic or not.

Jun Jingxing tentatively said, "The prince should be here soon, so please tell him something different."

No matter how Jun Jingxing probed his veins, he couldn’t find any clues. But when Duanming Chongsu was here the night before, this did not seem to happen. After thinking about it, Xu Shi Duanming Chongneng seemed to be missing something for Sui Yan. A big sense of security has made him no longer have nightmares.

But when Sui Yan heard this, he immediately grabbed Jun Jingxing's wrist and shook his head desperately: "No, I can't tell him!"

Jun Jingxing frowned, "But if you keep going like this, what should you do if something happens in the future?"

Sui Yan held his sour hands out of the bed and put on clothes, and whispered softly: "Anyway, you can't tell him."

If the prince knew, he would be sent out of the capital in all likelihood.

Although Sui Yan cherishes his life, he always feels that this kind of nightmare can't directly kill him, so he always has a fluke mentality that can drag him day by day.

Jun Jingxing: "But..."

"No, but." Sui Yan hooked up the clothes on the side and draped it over his shoulders, and forced a smile on his pale face. "Don't tell him, I'm fine, nothing at all."

Jun Jingxing looked at his strong face and laughed, but he stopped talking.

Sui Yan put on his clothes, gently supported the Buddha beads on his wrists, and said, "It's all this hour, is the medicine ready?"

Jun Jingxing was taken aback, then looked at him like a monster.

This is the first time he has heard him take the initiative to ask for medicine since he knew Sui Yan.

Jun Jingxing frowned: "Do you look okay in this way? Even when you got sick before, your face is not so ugly."

Sui Yan still said: "It's okay."

This is so hidden.

Duan Mingchong would come to see Sui Yan in the Hou Mansion every day. At first, Sui Yan's face seemed ugly, but Sui Yan insisted that it was okay. After being questioned, he decided that Jun Jingxing's decoction was too bitter.

But Jun Jingxing was repeatedly ordered by Sui Yan not to tell Duan Mingchong about this mess, so he had to endure it forcibly and gritted his teeth.

Duan Mingchong still had doubts in his mind, and asked the servants of the Hou Mansion, but he couldn't figure out why, so he had to give up.

Until the fiefdom of Duan Zhisu and Duan Ruwang was settled, half a month had passed.

Duan Zhisu was assigned to the extremely prosperous Rongcheng, while Duan Ruwang was sent to Yongcheng where Duan Zhisu had been in the previous life for seven years.

Duan Zhisu doesn't care much, he will go wherever he is assigned, and he is very comfortable with the situation.

Before going to the fief, Duan Ruwang stood abruptly all night outside the palace in Duan Liao.

Duan Mingchong had already replaced all the guards in the palace of Duan Liao Shu. Even if Duan Ru Wang waited until he died, he would not have waited for Duan Liao to come out to see him for the last time.

Early the next morning, he did not say goodbye to anyone, covered in dew, and set off on the road to Yongcheng.

The emperor once asked him: "Do you hate me?"

Duan Ruwang didn't answer this question, but looked at him indifferently, thinking that this king who had been so high for decades but now too old to barely walk was ridiculous and pitying.

But when he was out of the bustling capital, he suddenly felt that the ridiculous person worthy of pity was himself.

He has lived in this prosperous capital all his life, and because of hatred, he has turned himself into a madman who is neither human nor ghost, and even the only person who treats him sincerely is pushed away by him.

In the end, he didn't even dare to ask "Do you hate me?"

He didn't even see one side.

Duan Ruwang sat in the swaying carriage and looked at the fading capital under the curtain. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and held his eyes.

In this life, blame is on one's own accord and cannot help one's life.

It wasn't until Duan Ruwang left the capital that Duan Mingchong breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already night when I received the reply from the guard. Duan Mingchong was silent for a moment before he picked up the cloak on the side and said, "Get your horse, go to Hou's Mansion."

The palace people had long been used to his Royal Highness and ran to the Hou Mansion when he had nothing to do, and he was not surprised, and immediately went to prepare the horse.

Duan Mingchong hurried out of the palace before the gate was locked, and went straight to the Hou Mansion.

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Hou Mansion.

After nightfall, Jun Jingxing stayed in Sui Yan's room as usual, the bed curtain was only half down, and the scene on the bed could be seen as soon as he raised his head.

Sui Yan lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and was a little absent-minded during the day.

Jun Jingxing repeatedly promised that he would not go anywhere, as long as Sui Yan called him, he would appear immediately, and Sui Yan hesitated to lie down and fall asleep.

When Jun Jingxing was younger than Yan went to bed early, he read the medical book for more than half an hour under the lamp before he heard the clapper sound outside.

He put the book on the desk and was about to go to bed when he heard Sui Yan's breathless sound suddenly coming from the curtain of the bed.

Jun Jingxing was taken aback, and quickly got up to see Sui Yan.

Sui Yan seemed to have a nightmare again, and his gasping was so rapid that it almost made people think that he would die of breath in the next moment.

Jun Jingxing rushed to hold Sui Yan's shoulder, and said anxiously, "Master Hou!"

Sui Yan suddenly opened his eyes when he was asleep.

Jun Jingxing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Hou, you are being..."

Before he finished speaking, Sui Yan gasped and muttered, "Why didn't you come?"

Jun Jingxing was taken aback: "What?"

Sui Yan struggled to sit up, and a beam of light poured out from the untied half of the bed curtain, illuminating his pale face.

Jun Jingxing's pupils shrink slightly.

Sui Yan had long hair scattered, and his handsome and innocent face was full of hopelessness, and the look in Jun Jingxing's eyes even brought some resentment.

Jun Jingxing was a little surprised: "Master Hou..."

Sui Yan said coldly: "Why didn't you come..."

Jun Jingxing stretched out his hand to him and murmured: "You..."

Sui Yan shook off his hand and let out a crisp "pop."

Jun Jingxing was stunned. He was about to speak, but saw that Sui Yan, who was still indifferent just now, seemed to have been punched. He suddenly recovered and looked at him in amazement.

He looked at his hand blankly, then looked at Jun Jingxing, and then rushed up in panic, grabbed the hand that was opened by him, and said anxiously: "Yes, sorry, I didn't mean it, I won't fight You, I will not beat you myself, I beg you..."

Jun Jingxing tried to soften his voice, reaching out to hold Sui Yan's shoulder.

Sui Yan was still shaking his head, his eyes flushed, and his mouth muttered: "Please don't go, I only found you, don't go..."

Jun Jingxing only felt that his whole heart was about to be pinched by this little ancestor. He took a deep breath and whispered: "I'm not going. I've told you many times. Don't go."

Sui Yan whispered several times before raising his head, his eyes full of panic and despair.

Jun Jingxing pressed his shoulder and said every word: "Forgetting, you are now awake, no one is leaving you, I am real, Suixun is real, and so is the prince."

Sui Yan looked at him blankly, as if he didn't know what he was talking about.

Jun Jingxing had to repeat it again.

Sui Yan's face became more confused.

"Yuejian, what are you talking about?" Sui Yan's lips trembled, "Isn't my second brother already dead?"

Jun Jingxing was taken aback.

Sui Yan said, "Prince, wasn't he already poisoned to death seven years ago?"