Chapter 122 Confusion

A moment later, Sui Yan and Geng Xue, wearing the martial arts hats bought by An Wei, one covering their heads and the other covering their faces, walked slowly into the Wanhua Tower.

The waiter was greeting guests at the door. He saw the two men with extraordinary demeanor coming side by side. He looked at Gengxue's monk robes and asked hesitantly, "This... Master?"

Sui Yan's behavior of eating steamed buns instead of hiring prostitutes in Wanhualou had long been listed as the most bizarre in the capital by the servant. He didn't want to be recognized, so he lowered his voice and said, "Don't be surprised. The Flower Festival will be here soon. My friend is just dressing up to pray to the monks for the Flower Festival."

The servant immediately showed respect for Geng Xuesu, who was dressed in strange clothes, and respectfully welcomed the two of them in.

Gengxue: “…”

As the two were led over the threshold, they saw a small table in the middle of the lobby. Wu Mo was wearing a blue gown that he got from somewhere, and he was holding a fan in his hand, looking quite respectable.

He was talking eloquently: "...After the Crown Prince discovered that Marquis Sui'an had an affair with him, he flew into a rage and ordered the palace servants to send Marquis Sui'an back to the Marquis's residence, and secretly vowed never to see him again..."

The lobby was full of people. Some of them didn't look like they were here to have sex. Instead, they looked like they were here to drink tea and listen to opera. They all stared at Wu Mo and chattered non-stop.

Sui Yan took a closer look and discovered that there were actually a few women.

Sui Yan: “…”

Wu Mo: "That year, An Hou's true love was like flowing water flowing away. Naturally, he was sad and wept so much that he fell ill and could not get up..."

Everyone exclaimed: "Tsk tsk tsk!"

"No wonder I heard that Marquis Sui'an was always seriously ill. This must be the reason."

"Infatuation, infatuation."

"It's a moving poem, a moving poem."

Sui Yan: “…”

I don't know if Wanhualou is too weird or Wu Mo is really capable, but he can turn this place of pleasure into a place for listening to operas and storytelling, with servants standing by and smiling and serving tea attentively.

Sui Yan looked up again and found that several beautiful girls in the Wanhua Building on the second floor were leaning on the railing and looking down, actually listening to Wu Mo's nonsense seriously.

Gengxue knew Sui Yan's whereabouts, but as a person who had seen through the world of worldly affairs, she had no idea about Wanhua Tower.

Ever since Sui Yan mentioned that this was a brothel, the master seemed to be frightened. He just smiled and said nothing, like an exquisite stone Buddha.

Sui Yanrao stood aside with interest, listening to Wu Mo's nonsense. Gengxue waited for a while, and couldn't help but say, "Mr. Hou."

Sui Yan turned around and scolded him.

Gengxue: “…”

Gengxue said helplessly: "My Lord, this is an important matter, let's find a private room to discuss it in detail."

Wu Mo was just talking about how “the Crown Prince climbed over the wall into the Marquis’ Mansion in the middle of the night to secretly visit”, Sui Yan was amazed when he heard it, and after hesitating for a moment when he was interrupted, he reluctantly looked away and followed Geng Xue up to the second floor to ask for a private room.

Gengxue closed the door, keeping the noisy world outside.

Sui Yan waited for Gengxue to come over before he sat down and poured tea. He said, "Is the important matter that Master is talking about the same as the calamity that I talked about with my brother before?"

He pushed a cup of tea to Gengxue.

Geng Xuehe bowed eleven times, lowered his eyes to look at the tea that was filled with white mist, and said calmly: "The Marquis is a smart man, and he acts boldly and freely. Even if the poor monk keeps trying to persuade you, you will definitely not listen."

Sui Yan's bony fingers gently pinched the porcelain white teacup and chuckled, "Master, if you know this, why did you come all the way here to do this useless work?"

Gengxue said: "You didn't believe in robbery before, but now you do."

Sui Yan's hand tensed and the tea almost spilled.

He put the cup down, his expression cold.

"I don't believe it."

Gengxue laughed: "My Lord, it's just a dream, the world is noisy, right and wrong are illusions, can you really tell the difference?"

Sui Yan paused for a moment and unconsciously stroked the Buddhist beads on his wrist, his fingertips trembling slightly.

"I……"

His eyes trembled slightly, and the knuckles that were holding the Buddhist beads turned bluish-white.

A few days ago, Sui Yan had noticed that something was wrong with him. Although all five senses were feeling pain, he always felt as if he was dreaming.

He didn't dare tell Duan Mingchong about this as it would only add to his worries. He was even more afraid that Jun Jingxing wouldn't be able to explain anything if he told him about it. So he had no choice but to cover up the matter and never mention it again.

It was not until this morning that I suddenly woke up and remembered the scene in my dream.

Gengxue said it all.

Sui Yan only remembered some fragments of his dream, and he began to doubt the difference between reality and dreams. If this continued, he really doubted whether he could still distinguish between dreams and reality.

Sui Yan was silent for a long time, and Geng Xue also didn't say anything, just sipped her tea quietly.

After a moment, Sui Yan asked in a daze, "Will I become more and more confused in the future?"

Gengxue neither nodded nor shook her head.

Sui Yan then asked, "Will I gradually lose the distinction between my past life and this life?"

In his previous life, he lived a lonely and wasted life, without any regrets.

But now that Suixun is still alive and in love with the prince, in his view, will all these things become mere fantasies sooner or later?

Gengxue did not answer, but just looked at him with pity in her eyes.

Sui Yan recognized this look. In his previous life, when he asked Geng Xue at Xiangguo Temple whether people who committed suicide would be punished, Geng Xue looked at him with exactly the same look.

It is said that gods and Buddhas are merciful, seeing all the mundane world and saving people from countless sufferings.

In his view, the godless Buddha would never empathize with others and would only show sympathy from a high position.

When Sui Yan came out of the private room, his face was paler than ever before. He walked down the stairs holding on to the wooden railing, his eyes a little dazed.

Gengxue followed behind him, looking at him coldly.

Sui Yan nearly tripped and staggered to hold onto the railing before he came back to his senses.

He glanced down in a daze, a little stunned.

The storytelling in the hall had stopped at some point, and the table in the middle had fallen to the ground, with the sunflower seeds on it scattered all over the floor. Two groups of people were pushing and shoving each other, swearing at each other, and seemed about to start a fight.

Sui Yan's eyes were a little blurry. He looked carefully and realized that the leader of one of the groups was Jiang Enhe.

Sui Yan: “…”

Jiang Enhe was protected by several bodyguards. His face flushed with anger. He angrily shouted at the several young masters in fine clothes opposite him: "...You are the shameless bastards. Apart from being arrogant and domineering by relying on the power of your parents, what else do you know?"

The several young masters in fine clothes on the opposite side were also protected by their guards. They angrily scolded: "What's wrong with you, Jiang En? We didn't talk about you. Do you really need to come up and fight?"

A nobleman covered his face and glared at Jiang Enhe hatefully, with blood flowing from the corners of his lips.

An enraged Jiang Enhe roared: "You...did you say anything human just now? You dare to talk nonsense to the crown prince and Sui'an Marquis, do you want to die?! I beat you for good, but next time I see you talking nonsense, I will arrest you and put you in the prison of the Ministry of Justice!"

Those young masters in fine clothes were probably all spoiled by nature, and they all looked unhappy when they were pointed at and scolded like that.

Over a disagreement, the quarrel gradually turned from pushing and shoving into a physical fight.

Someone shouted, "Hit me!"

For a moment, the two groups of people collided with each other, hitting each other, and the whole hall was filled with noise.

Sui Yan frowned, walked down the stairs slowly, tilted his head slightly, and found Wu Mo squatting in the small gap of the wooden steps, eating sunflower seeds and watching the show.

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan rubbed his brows, walked forward without being noticed, and said, "Wu Mo."

Wu Mo was watching the show with great interest, but when his view was suddenly blocked, he raised his head impatiently and saw Sui Yan, who had half of his martial arts hat and white veil lifted.

Wu Mo: “…”

Wu Mo was so scared that the sunflower seeds in his hand fell out.

Sui Yan asked: "What's going on?"

Wu Mo had already escaped from Sui Yan's control, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he saw him for the first time.

He hurried to stand up, but forgot that he was at the bottom of the stairs. When he raised his head, he bumped into the bottom of the wooden step.

With a clang.

Wu Mo squatted down with his head covered.

Sui Yan was originally filled with depression and despair, but after just a few steps out of the private room, he was somewhat amused and helpless by the scene he saw.

He pointed at Jiang Enhe who was beating up a young man in fine clothes and asked, "Why did Enhe fight with those people?"

Wu Mo covered his head and crawled out from the steps. He said truthfully: "Just now I was talking about the play between the Crown Prince and the Marquis, but those young masters suddenly came over and said you two..."

Sui Yan: "What about us?"

Wu Mo whispered, "They said that you two were shameless and against moral principles, and that the prince was unfit to be the heir apparent of a country. Anyway, they kept on talking about this, and Young Master Jiang happened to come over to buy steamed buns, and then...they started fighting..."

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan was stunned for a moment before he sighed helplessly.

Ever since the last time in the Ministry of Justice, when Jiang Enhe learned that the Crown Prince and Sui Yan were really having that affair, he seemed to be frightened. He used to run to the Marquis' Mansion, but he never came again after that.

Sui Yan did not force it. He originally thought that Jiang Enhe could not accept that he was a traitor. Who knew that he was now...

Sui Yan held up his head, and for some reason he suddenly felt like laughing.

"Nothing."

Several secret guards who had been following Sui Yan soon appeared.

Wu Shi clasped his fists and said, "Young Master."

Sui Yan pointed to the messy hall and said, "How can you fight and make a scene here? You are not ashamed."

Wu Mo suddenly felt regretful and thought he would not be able to watch the good show.

Gengxue clasped her hands together and looked at Sui Yan with some praise.

Sui Yan said calmly: "You guys go up and help Enhe fight, and make it a quick battle."

Gengxue: “…”

Wouldn't it be less shameful if I typed faster?

Wu Shi was used to following Sui Yan and knew his character, so he didn't say much and led his men to rush forward.

The entire Wanhua Tower was suddenly filled with wailing.

After a stick of incense, he withdrew without making any noise and hid among the crowd with his people.

Jiang Enhe got up from the ground, smoothed up his messy hair, and kicked the young men in fine clothes who couldn't even get up from the ground. He didn't have the temperament of a young man from an aristocratic family at all.

He made a "Pah" sound and said smugly: "If you want to beat your father, go back to the furnace and be remade for another hundred years!"

Sui Yan: “…”

Sui Yan thought expressionlessly, how did such a refined and elegant young man from a noble family become like this?

But if you think about it carefully, Gann didn't even curse at people in previous years. He would just say "bad" over and over again. It must be because he has always been involved with Qianyi that he has been led astray in recent years.

If you get along with people like Xianye, even if you were a blank sheet of paper, it would have been stained black long ago.

Thinking of this, Sui Yan suddenly felt relieved.

Those who keep company with ink will become black.

Just as he was about to go to find Jiang Enhe, he saw the usually polite young man squatting down, grabbing the young man who had started the fight, and asking him, "Repeat what you just said to me..."

Jiang Enhe was already upset because of the fact that Yanye was going to be exiled, so he came to buy a steamed bun to relieve his sorrow when he heard such unpleasant words. He was so angry that he went up to fight without saying a word.

After venting his emotions like this, Gann's depressed and irritable mood improved a lot.

The young man's face was swollen after being beaten. He glanced at the fallen guards and dared not say anything. He was angry and said in a buzzing voice like a mosquito: "I... I didn't say anything..."

Jiang Enhe said: "Nonsense! You clearly said it! What did you say about the Crown Prince and Sui Anhou... Repeat it to me!"

The young master was afraid of being beaten again, so he sobbed and said, "I say, the Crown Prince and Sui'an Hou are really a match made in heaven, a pair made in heaven, like ducks playing in the water, red hands stirring the clear waves..."

Jiang Enhe: "..."

Sui Yan: “…”

Onlookers: "..."

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