Chapter 121 Know

Duan Mingchong and Sui Yan bargained for a long time before they reluctantly agreed to extend the price from one stick of incense to one day.

He looked back repeatedly as he was leaving, and seemed reluctant to leave.

Sui Yan thought for a moment, then added, "Tomorrow is tomorrow, you can't come here in the middle of the night."

Duan Mingchong frowned and said solemnly, "After midnight, it will be tomorrow."

Sui Yan: “…”

Are you really planning to climb over the wall again?

Sui Yan was simply exhausted: "Zi Shi, no."

Duan Mingchong then nodded dejectedly and left reluctantly.

Sui Yan held his forehead and muttered something quietly.

Jun Jingxing found the interaction between the two very interesting, but was also puzzled as to why Sui Yan was willing to chase Duan Mingchong away after they hadn't seen each other for so many days.

He walked in and was about to ask when he heard Sui Yan muttering to himself, "He really left when we told him to leave."

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing had a blank expression on his face: "You were the one who forced him to leave. Are you regretting it now? It's too late."

Sui Yan glanced at him and said something different: "I don't regret it, don't talk nonsense."

Jun Jingxing was too lazy to argue with him, so as to avoid being beaten by Wuyuan who was always elusive: "Okay, I'm talking nonsense - so when are we going to Wanhualou?"

Sui Yan placed the small hand stove on the table beside him and sat down directly.

Jun Jingxing said: "Not going?"

Sui Yan shook his head lightly, lowered his eyes and looked at the hot charcoal basin at his feet. His eyes reflected the bright yellow charcoal fire, and the ripples looked like flowing magma.

He hadn't said anything, and Jun Jingxing felt a little uneasy. He asked tentatively, "Lord Marquis?"

Sui Yan suddenly came back to his senses, and then he murmured softly: "Is that thing burnt? If it is still there, bring it over and I will burn it myself."

Jun Jingxing was stunned for a moment, then he took a deep breath and looked at him in shock.

Sui Yan caught a glimpse of his reaction and just closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath, then opened his eyes and stared at the charcoal basin, saying softly, "He did for me what I have never dared to do. I...I will burn it myself..."

It can be considered as giving up the idea.

Jun Jingxing even slowed down his breathing and whispered, "My Lord, even if the Crown Prince doesn't go, Li... Li Zhao has already made up his mind to die."

Sui Yan's voice was so soft that it seemed like it would disappear in the next moment: "I know."

I know everything.

Precisely because he knew everything, he couldn't blame anyone.

Jun Jingxing looked at his absent-minded face, sighed, then found out the things he had hidden last night and handed them to Sui Yan.

Sui Yan lowered his eyes, and with trembling fingers he untied the red cloth tied at the four corners one by one.

The red cloth was lifted up by slender white fingers and fell to the side, revealing a brand new square box inside.

Sui Yan paused for a moment, and his eyes turned red uncontrollably.

The box is carved with a large cluster of crabapple flowers, and a delicate and small "孲" character is carved on the lower left. When the box is opened, the small squares specially made by the craftsman to hold the preserved fruit are still there.

Sui Yan gently stroked the pattern on the lid, and after a while he murmured, "Why do you need to do so many tricks to eat a candied fruit?"

When Li Zhao handed this fancy little box to Sui Yan in a mysterious manner when they were young, Sui Yan asked him this question with disgust.

At that time, Li Zhao said: "Young Master's things must be the best."

Jun Jingxing looked at his slightly red eyes and was a little worried: "Lord Hou?"

Sui Yan still reached out and touched the carved patterns. After a moment, he gently raised his hand and threw it into the charcoal basin at his feet.

Jun Jingxing frowned: "This..."

Sui Yan stared at the charcoal fire that slowly engulfed the wooden box. The flames filled the crabapple flower pattern and made crackling sounds.

Sui Yan stared at the wooden box as it slowly turned into ashes. Only when the flames gradually dissipated and sank into the charcoal did he blink softly, tilt his head back slightly, and rub his brows.

Jun Jingxing asked hurriedly: "Does your head hurt again?"

Sui Yan smiled and said, "My eyes hurt a little."

Jun Jingxing was silent for a moment before he walked forward and put his hand on the corners of his eyes and rubbed them gently.

Sui Yan closed his eyes lightly, his face pale.

Jun Jingxing thought about it, but couldn't help asking, "Didn't you fall asleep last night?"

She was drugged by the prince, how could she be sober enough to run to find Li Zhao?

Sui Yan then slowly opened his eyes, stared at Jun Jingxing for a long time, then smiled and said, "I lied to you, idiot."

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Sui Yan said: "I have been having the same nightmare over and over again for a while now, but I don't know what I dreamed about."

Until yesterday.

Yesterday he woke up from a nightmare and saw an empty room. He felt as if this was just another dream. No matter how he screamed and looked, he couldn't find anyone.

Even so, he still held on to the last glimmer of hope and went looking for someone.

After waking up from the dream of his past life, his first reaction was to look for Yue Jian.

Since there was no one outside his house, he had no choice but to look for Li Zhao.

He staggered to Li Zhao's door and heard Duan Mingchong's words "burned" and saw the ground covered with blood.

Stunned, he thought this was just another nightmare of his, so he just took a quick look and turned away.

He didn't remember it when he woke up early in the morning, but when he was being intimate with Duan Mingchong, he seemed to smell the cold smell of blood from last night.

In an instant, the scene of last night rushed into my mind.

He didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, so he lied to Jun Jingxing.

Jun Jingxing's reaction was as expected.

That is reality.

Sui Yan murmured, "I...also remember what I dreamed about during this period of time."

Jun Jingxing frowned and said, "Is it what you said before, that we are trapped in a deserted house and can't get out no matter what?"

Sui Yan nodded: "But sometimes I feel that... that place seems to be the reality."

Jun Jingxing was stunned.

Sui Yan raised his head slightly, staring at him with his dark eyes without blinking, his voice sounding a little ethereal and eerie.

"This place... seems to be a dream."

"You are all fake." Sui Yan murmured, "You are fake, my second brother is fake, and even the crown prince..."

It's also fake.

All this seemed to be just a fleeting dream to him, and only the desolate palace where he could no longer find anyone was his true home.

In broad daylight, Jun Jingxing was actually made to break out in a cold sweat by his two sentences.

"Stop, stop talking nonsense." Jun Jingxing patted his pounding heart, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Sui Yan's hand, saying, "Does it hurt?"

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Jun Jingxing said: "It hurts, of course. Do you also feel pain when you dream?"

Sui Yan thought about it carefully and felt that he didn't feel much pain even if he fell down the stairs.

He shook his head truthfully, feeling a little relieved.

Jun Jingxing heaved a sigh of relief and advised him, "Only when you are dreaming do you feel no pain. Don't let your imagination run wild and scare yourself."

Sui Yan nodded hesitantly.

The next moment, Wuyuan appeared like a ghost, and pinched the back of Jun Jingxing's hand with his fingers as fast as the wind.

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Ahhhh!

Wu Yuan is no different from Jun Jingxing. She is a scholar. She has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Even though she is a woman, her hand strength is far beyond the reach of ordinary men. After this pinch, the entire back of Jun Jingxing's hand turned red and hurt slightly.

Jun Jingxing roared: "You lunatic! I just touched him!"

Wu Yuan said coldly: "Next time you touch me, I will use pliers."

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing was originally still worried about Sui Yan, and didn't want to cause such trouble. He was so angry that his chest hurt, and he spoke without thinking because of his anger.

"You... him! You are so protective of your master, so if the prince comes and ties him to the bed and tortures him, will you rush over and beat him up too?"

Wuyuan: "..."

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan was originally watching a daily drama to calm his mood, but somehow he was named and questioned. He was stunned for a moment and then looked at Jun Jingxing in disbelief.

After Jun Jingxing finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong, and immediately covered his mouth and glared at Wu Yuan angrily.

Sui Yan looked at Jun Jingxing warily while wrapping the Buddhist beads in his hand twice to cover his wrist. After thinking it over, he felt it was not safe, so he wrapped it again carefully.

Jun Jingxing: “…”

Jun Jingxing was so angry that he was powerless. He said weakly, "What's the point of pestering me now? You... forget it. I won't talk to you anymore. Can't I just leave?"

He turned around and was about to run, Sui Yan hurriedly asked: "Where is Wanhualou? Not going?"

Jun Jingxing said, "Whoever wants to go can go. I won't serve you anymore."

After saying this, he ran away angrily.

Sui Yan saw how angry he was, and exchanged glances with Wu Yuan before saying, "I always thought he was a cold person, but I didn't expect you to..."

Being able to turn such a stable and calm popularity into a firecracker that explodes wherever it is touched really requires some skill.

Don't be arrogant, you can be proud.

I don't want to know why.

Sui Yan said helplessly: "You should go and take a look. Don't hit him anymore. Just apologize. He is easy to appease."

Wu Yuan looked at the direction Jun Jingxing left, and combined with Sui Yan's words, he realized that the miracle doctor had gone mad. He stood there in a daze for a moment, at a loss, and said, "Yes."

After saying that, he went out.

Sui Yan stood up, looked at the sun which was about to reach noon, and picked up the small hand stove on the table again.

He looked at the burning charcoal brazier, stood there for a moment, then got up and left.

Since the beginning of spring, the fields on both sides of the long street in the capital have been vying with each other to show off their gorgeous flowers. The Flower Festival is coming soon, and flower balls made of branches are hanging on the trees everywhere, like colorful lanterns.

Sui Yan walked to the bank of the moat alone, wearing a cloak, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

He had almost finished eating the candied haws and was now occasionally poking at the flower under his feet with the tip of a wooden stick.

The Wanhua Tower was right in front of him. Sui Yan bent down and picked two crabapple flowers, intending to give them to the storyteller as a reward later.

But before he entered the long street of Wanhua Tower, he met a monk head-on.

Gengxue was holding a string of Buddhist beads and looking down at the flowers that had been swept by her clothes.

Sui Yan frowned, and was about to change lanes before Geng Xue noticed that he had turned around.

As far as he knew, encountering this monk would lead to bad things.

Last time he came to the Marquis's Mansion to meddle in other people's business and tell fortunes, and the time before that, he drew bad lots. In short, nothing is good.

Sui Yan thought: This is so unlucky.

On the one hand, he said that he did not believe in gods and Buddhas, but on the other hand, he was extremely superstitious about these auspicious omens, and he did not think there was anything wrong with it.

The monk's head was bright and his eyes were bright. Just as Sui Yan took a step, Geng Xue's voice rang out from behind: "My Lord, please stay."

Sui Yan stopped reluctantly, turned around and nodded with a half-smile: "Master, what a coincidence, we meet here."

Gengxue returned the greeting and said with a smile, "What a coincidence! I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

Sui Yan: “…”

Tsk, I really shouldn’t have gone out.

Sui Yan reluctantly asked, "Master, what's the important matter?"

Gengxue pointed to the Wanhua Building and said with a smile: "It would be too conspicuous to talk about things here. Let's go in and talk while we eat."

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan looked at Geng Xue in silence and said quietly, "Master, don't you think that a monk entering a brothel would attract more attention?"

The author has something to say: Sui Yan: When it comes to complaining, I’m the best. [pats his chest]