Chapter 107 Angry

The bed curtains fell layer by layer, and the candlelight flickered slightly.

Sui Yan grabbed the curtain above his head with his backhand, and his slender fingers left wrinkles on the curtain.

Duan Mingchong said: "I am very light now."

Sui Yan took a few quick breaths before he suddenly sobbed and cried, "Nonsense... You... You are so mean, I don't want to believe you... Uh, Your Highness!"

Duan Mingchong said nothing.

Sui Yan panted for a while before saying in a hoarse voice, "No, there won't be a next time. There really won't be a next time. Just wait for me! I'll keep my word...ah!"

Duan Mingchong said helplessly: "Ayan, when you said there won't be a next time, do you mean that I should think this is the last time, and then you can be even more ruthless?"

Sui Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and his pupils were dilated. He tried hard to hold back the numbness that was all over his body, and after a moment's reaction, he looked at Duan Mingchong in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "I, I didn't..."

Duan Mingchong stood up and placed a kiss on his forehead, saying softly, "Then don't say anything more."

Sui Yan's calves were shaking, and he trembled as he said, "Is it not enough to just talk?"

Duan Mingchong said: "No, I will take it seriously."

Sui Yan couldn't move his hands, so he could only turn his head away, bite a strand of his hair, sob and dare not say anything more.

I don't know how much time passed, but there was gradually no movement in the tent.

After a long time, Sui Yan said in a hoarse voice: "Untie it for me!"

Duan Mingchong pushed the sweaty long hair on Sui Yan's face aside, and then untied the hairband tied around his wrist.

As soon as Sui Yan was free, he threw the tormenting headband under the couch, his eyes reddened, and he said, "I will never use a headband with this kind of pattern again in the future."

Duan Mingchong said helplessly: "Isn't this what you want to use?"

Sui Yan's eyes were full of ripples. Hearing this, he glared at him fiercely and muttered softly, "I... I lose my balance when I lose focus. I'm afraid I'll hurt you..."

The cut on Duan Mingchong's arm that he had made himself a few years ago had just healed not long ago. Sui Yan felt bad for him when he didn't see it. He almost scratched the cut last time in the hot spring, so he didn't dare to mess around this time no matter what.

This also gives Duan Mingchong an opportunity to do whatever he wants.

Sui Yan had just been trying hard to hold back his emotions, but his emotions were so deep that he still struggled instinctively, and there were already red marks on his wrists.

Duan Mingchong grabbed his wrist and asked distressedly, "Does it hurt?"

Sui Yan lowered his head to rub his hands, shook his head, and whispered: "My brother will scold me again tomorrow."

Duan Mingchong leaned over and kissed the corner of his eye, saying, "Just wait patiently. I'll have someone prepare some hot water."

Sui Yan nodded listlessly.

He was so exhausted that he fell into a deep sleep after lying curled up for a while. He didn't wake up even when Duan Mingchong was cleaning him.

On the second day, Duan Mingchong was afraid that Sui Yan would be woken up by him and would be angry and make a scene, so he patiently held him until noon, when Sui Yan woke up naturally in a daze.

Sui Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she instinctively rubbed them in Duan Ming Chong's arms, and said vaguely: "When is it?"

Duan Mingchong said, "It's three quarters past the hour."

Sui Yan said "Oh", then rubbed his hands subconsciously, and said listlessly: "I don't want to leave. Go and tell my brother that I'll go back tomorrow."

His Royal Highness was very principled. If he said he would go back today, he would definitely go back today. He sat up and hugged Sui Yan against his shoulder, coaxing her softly, "Don't be so childish. The wedding is the day after tomorrow, and I will pick you up soon."

In fact, Duan Mingchong knew that if he promised Sui Yan to send him away tomorrow, Sui Yan might postpone it again.

Tomorrow and tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave again.

Sui Yan nodded listlessly, rubbing his forehead against Duan Mingchong's neck for a while before he was about to get up.

But every time he moved, his waist felt as if it had been hit by someone and was extremely sore.

Sui Yan held on to his body and took a few breaths before glaring at Duan Mingchong with gritted teeth.

Duan Mingchong was only then certain that every time Sui Yan woke up early the next morning and got angry at him, it had nothing to do with whether he had slept enough.

Sui Yan, who had suffered a serious crime and had to return home, did not give Duan Mingchong a good look. He watched everyone load his things into the carriage, then he looked at Duan Mingchong coldly, turned around and stepped on the horse stool to get into the carriage.

After Duan Mingchong finished his work, he got on the carriage and sent him back.

When Sui Yan saw him lift the curtain and come up, he wanted to angrily scold him for not wanting him to see him off, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't bear to say them out loud. He could only glance at him reluctantly and tacitly acknowledge that he had come up.

Duan Mingchong knocked on the wall of the carriage, and the carriage started moving slowly.

Sui Yan ignored him, folded his hands back and forth in his wide sleeves, lowered his head and wondered how to hide the red marks on his wrists so that Sui Xun wouldn't notice.

Duan Mingchong saw him rubbing against it, and was worried that he might make the red mark on his wrist worse, so he quickly sat over and said, "I have..."

Sui Yan raised his eyes and said lightly, "Your Highness."

Duan Mingchong had no choice but to sit back down and said helplessly: "...I have a string of Buddhist beads, do you want to wear them?"

He pulled out a long string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve and said, "Wrap it around a few times so it won't rub your wrist and it can also block that... that mark, okay?"

Sui Yan still didn't quite believe in gods and Buddhas, so he frowned instinctively, looked at his wrist again, then stretched out his index finger, hooked the Buddhist beads, and began to twist them by himself.

Sui Yan remained silent. Duan Mingchong pondered for a long time and felt that he still had to explain himself.

"Ayan, I want to talk to you."

The Buddhist beads are smooth, and I don't know what the ink-colored beads are made of. They feel warm to the touch and are not too cold to wear. They are quite beautiful.

Sui Yan solved the trouble of being scolded by Sui Xun, and finally looked at Duan Mingchong, and his tone was not as fierce as before.

"What do you want to talk about, Your Highness?"

Duan Mingchong hesitated for a moment before saying, "You are always so angry every time. I...can I ask, are you really angry?"

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan's hand that was fiddling with the Buddhist beads trembled slightly, and the two beads collided with each other, making a slight "click" sound.

Sui Yan looked at him in disbelief, his lips trembling, and he couldn't say anything for a long time.

Duan Mingchong saw that he was so angry that his hands were shaking, and then he understood: every time Sui Yan got up from the bed, he was so angry and acted like a spoiled child, it was just because he felt that he was taken advantage of and wanted to act pretentiously to make himself feel bad, but he was not really angry.

And now, after he asked this question without any tact, Sui Yan was really angry.

Duan Mingchong hurriedly tried to save her: "Ayan, I wanted to say..."

Sui Yan's eyes turned red, and he said coldly: "I know, you don't have to say anything."

Duan Mingchong: "I..."

Sui Yan said: "Your Highness."

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes, and for a moment Duan Mingchong was stunned.

Sui Yan nodded slightly, his distance was so distant that Duan Mingchong's breath was choked.

"Your Highness, there is no need to say more."

Duan Mingchong had never been looked at like this before, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

The two of them walked in silence all the way until they finally arrived at the Marquis's Mansion.

After the carriage stopped, Sui Yan didn't say a word, he just opened the curtain and got out of the car.

Duan Mingchong looked at his back in a panic. He was nervous all the way and thought of countless ways to explain to Sui Yan, but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

Seeing Sui Yan so determined at this moment, he finally panicked. He stood there at a loss for a while before he suddenly opened the curtain and jumped down without even stepping on the stool.

He took a few steps up the stairs, but didn't see Sui Yan. He quickly grabbed Hai Tang and asked, "Where is your young master?"

Haitang pointed blankly to the corridor at the side: "That's where it goes."

Duan Mingchong didn't have time to say anything and quickly chased after him.

He originally thought that Sui Yan was really angry and didn't want to see him, but as soon as he turned around the corridor, he saw Sui Yan standing under a white plum tree with his sleeves folded, as if waiting for him.

Duan Mingchong's anxious heart finally settled down. He took a deep breath and walked over quickly.

Sui Yan heard footsteps, turned slightly, and saw Duan Mingchong who was a little at a loss.

Duan Mingchong said hesitantly: "Ayan, please listen to my explanation..."

Sui Yan didn't listen, but interrupted him: "Your Highness."

Duan Mingchong looked up at him in panic.

Sui Yan said: "Then Your Highness, can you tell the difference between whether I am really angry or just trying to act coquettishly with you?"

Duan Mingchong was stunned and for a moment he couldn't react to the meaning of this sentence.

Sui Yan sighed when he saw him like this.

He walked forward, reached out and hugged Duan Mingchong, leaned against his chest and whispered, "Why is it so difficult to flirt with you?"

Duan Mingchong was stunned for a moment, then he raised his hands with great difficulty and hugged Sui Yan's warm body tightly, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Sui Yan said, "If I were really angry, I wouldn't even bother to pay attention to you. What on earth are you thinking about all day long?"

Duan Mingchong rested his forehead on Sui Yan's head and whispered, "I... I'm afraid that I didn't do well enough. You will leave me one day. I always had this dream before. You left decisively, leaving me with only your back."

Perhaps it was something that happened in his childhood, or maybe it was because Duan Mingchong cared too much about his age, which made him always feel anxious and worried.

Even if I hold the person tightly in my hands, there is still a fear of separation in my heart.

Sui Yan suddenly felt distressed. He hugged Duan Mingchong's waist and said, "I've already told you that I won't leave unless you push me away."

Duan Mingchong said: "I still feel uneasy..."

Sui Yan was about to say a few more words of comfort when he was startled by a series of coughs from the side.

Sui Yan turned around and saw Sui Xun and Jun Jingxing standing in the corridor not far away. He didn't know how long they had been there.

Sui Yan: “…”

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Perhaps thinking that seeing these two people in public was too damaging to the eyes, Sui Xun lowered his head slightly to look at the hilt of the sword at his waist, as if studying the pattern; Jun Jingxing raised his head to the sky, his eyes empty, as if studying why his eyes were burned by the strong sunlight and almost blinded.

Sui Yan reluctantly let go of his hand and said, "Brother, I'm back."

Sui Xun didn't know whether to be embarrassed or angry. Perhaps he remembered what Jiang Ning said before. He endured it again and again. After holding it in for a long time, he said with difficulty: "Just come back...Have you had breakfast?"

It's already past noon.

Sui Yan said honestly: "I ate it."

Apart from Sui Yan, almost no one could make Duan Mingchong change color. He straightened his sleeves and quickly returned to his usual calm and composed self. He nodded slightly and said, "General Sui."

Sui Xun looked pale, and saluted with his fists clasped: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Duan Mingchong said, "No need to be polite. I am just here to see A-Yan off and will be leaving soon."

Sui Xun thought to herself, if you want to leave, just leave quickly. Why are you putting your hands on my brother's waist? You have no shame in doing this in broad daylight!

Sui Xun didn't want to make herself feel too bad, so she gave a few quick instructions and went back to work in the front yard.

Although Duan Mingchong said he would leave soon, he and Sui Yan stayed in the side yard for half a day and left only when the sun was about to set.

It was not until Duan Mingchong left that Jun Jingxing went to the side courtyard.

Sui Yan was leaning on the couch, casually fiddling with the Buddhist beads in his hand, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Jun Jingxing stood beside him and told him everything he had found out. He lowered his eyes and looked at his wrists moving constantly, and asked, "How should we do it?"

When Jun Jingxing was talking, Sui Yan had been counting his Buddhist beads. It was not until he asked this question that his bony fingers paused slightly, the Buddhist beads bumped against each other, and he finally stopped.

Sui Yan looked at the candied fruit box on the small table beside him in a daze. That was the small box with compartments made by a craftsman three or four years ago because Li Zhao was worried that his medicine was too bitter. It could hold several kinds of candied fruit or honey at once without smelling bad.

Sui Yan had been using it for four years, and even though the four corners were worn out, he never asked anyone to replace it.

Jun Jingxing looked at him with some strangeness, and asked tentatively, "Lord Marquis?"

Sui Yan gently closed his glass-like eyes and murmured in a low voice, "How to do it..."