Chapter 124 Chaos

Jun Jingxing paused for a moment, recalling what Sui Yan had said a few days ago about how he sometimes couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality, and tentatively said, "My Lord, you are now... awake and no longer dreaming."

He stretched out his hand and placed it on Sui Yan's cold face, and said softly, "It's warm, can you feel it?"

Sui Yan stared at him blankly and murmured, "Am I awake?"

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

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

Jun Jingxing looked back and confirmed that Wuyuan was not there, then he pinched the back of Shun Yan's hand and said, "What about this?"

The stinging pain spread from the back of his hand along his arm to his brain. Sui Yan was stunned for a long time before he gently buried his face in his knees.

Jun Jingxing patted him on the back and consoled him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You'll forget about it when you wake up. Don't worry."

Sui Yan just shook his head.

Jun Jingxing said: "People who are haunted by dreams sometimes cannot clearly distinguish between dreams and reality when they wake up. This is not a serious symptom. It will be better after a while. You don't have to worry too much."

Sui Yan's shoulders trembled slightly, and after a while he whispered, "I've been sitting here for an hour."

Jun Jingxing was stunned, looking a little shocked.

Sui Yan pointed at the remaining candle on the table, his voice trembling: "I watched it burn out bit by bit, I definitely won't remember it wrong."

The candle slid slowly down the candle body, and Sui Yan could even remember clearly how many drops of tears fell.

Jun Jingxing saw a look of despair on his face and didn't know how to comfort him. He didn't dare to leave either, so he lit the candles again, dragged the quilt to the inner room, and planned to sleep on the floor tonight.

Sui Yan held his head and hid his face in his knees, trembling slightly from time to time, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in fear.

Jun Jingxing went to support his shoulders and whispered to him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, just go to sleep."

Sui Yan looked at the quilt on the ground, and after a long while, he grabbed his sleeve in a pleading manner and said in a sad voice, "Will you leave?"

Jun Jingxing promised: "I'm not going anywhere. Just call me whenever you want to see me."

Sui Yan stared at him in a daze, and only let go of his hand reluctantly after Jun Jingxing promised many times that he would be there whenever he called.

But when Jun Jingxing turned around and was about to leave, he immediately grabbed his sleeve.

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

Sui Yan then released the force from his fingers one by one and lay back under the quilt.

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

But Sui Yan had been seriously ill before and had been very sleepy since then. He fell asleep again out of exhaustion before even a stick of incense had even been lit.

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

The next morning, Jun Jing was about to put away the quilt when he heard some movement behind the bed curtains. He quickly opened the curtains and went in.

"Lord?"

Sui Yan woke up at some point and stared blankly for a long while.

"I'm awake?"

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

He hung the bed curtains on the golden hooks on both sides so that Sui Yan could see the light outside.

Sui Yan looked at it for a long time before nodding vaguely: "I, I understand."

Jun Jingxing has been feeling something strange ever since Sui Yan remembered his dream the night before yesterday. It was fine when Duan Mingchong was there when he woke up yesterday, but today Jun Jingxing was able to see some clues.

Sui Yan really couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.

This change could not have happened overnight. It should have been because he had been crying for no reason since the last time he woke up from a dream that he had been having the most terrifying nightmare over and over again. It's just that he can't remember it, and he doesn't feel how terrified he is during the day.

As time goes by, if Rao were a normal person, he would have gone crazy long ago, being in such a lonely and maddening place every night where he couldn't tell whether it was reality or not.

Jun Jingxing said tentatively: "The prince should be here soon, why not talk to him."

No matter how Jun Jingxing probed, he could not find any clues. However, this did not seem to happen when Duan Mingchong stayed here the night before. After thinking about it, perhaps Duan Mingchong could give Sui Yan the sense of security that he seemed to be missing, so that he no longer had nightmares.

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

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

Sui Yan got out of bed with his sore hands to put on his clothes, and said softly, "Anyway, you can't tell him."

If the prince knew, he would most likely send him out of the capital.

Although Sui Yan cherishes his life, he always feels that this nightmare will not kill him directly, so he always has a lucky mentality and wants to delay it for as long as possible.

Jun Jingxing: "But..."

"No buts." Sui Yan grabbed the clothes beside him and put them on his shoulders, forcing a smile on his pale face, "Don't tell him, I'm fine, nothing at all."

Jun Jingxing looked at him forcing a smile and hesitated to speak.

Sui Yan put on his clothes, gently held the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and said, "It's already this hour, is the medicine ready?"

Jun Jingxing was stunned, then looked at him as if he were a monster.

This was the first time he had heard Sui Yan ask for medicine on his own initiative since he had known him.

Jun Jingxing frowned: "Do you look okay? Even when you were sick before, your complexion wasn't that bad."

Sui Yan still said the same thing: "It's okay."

The matter was kept secret.

Duan Mingchong would come to the mansion to see Sui Yan every day. At first, he noticed that Sui Yan looked unhappy, but Sui Yan insisted that he was fine. When he was questioned, he blamed Jun Jingxing for making the medicine too bitter.

Jun Jingxing was repeatedly ordered by Sui Yan not to tell Duan Mingchong about this trivial matter, so he had no choice but to endure it and take the blame.

Duan Mingchong still had doubts in his mind, and he asked the servants in the Marquis' Mansion, but they could not come up with any answer, so he had to give up.

Half a month had passed by the time the fiefs of Duan Zhisu and Duan Ruwang were determined.

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

Duan Zhisu didn't care about anything. He would just go wherever he was assigned and was very easy-going.

Before leaving for his fiefdom, Duan Ruwang stood outside Duan Lushu's palace for an entire night.

Duan Mingchong had already replaced all the soldiers guarding Duan Liushu's palace. Even if Duan Ruwang waited until his death, he would never see Duan Liushu come out to see him for the last time.

The next morning, without saying goodbye to anyone, he set out for Yongcheng, covered in dew.

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

Duan Ruwang did not answer the question but just looked at him coldly. He felt that this king who had been high and mighty for decades but was now so old that he could hardly walk was both ridiculous and pitiful.

But when he left the bustling capital, he suddenly found himself the ridiculous person who deserved sympathy.

He lived his whole life in this prosperous capital city, and because of hatred, he turned himself into a madman who was neither human nor ghost. He even pushed away the only person who treated him sincerely.

And in the end, he didn't even dare to ask Duan Lushu, "Do you hate me?"

In fact, I didn't even see him once.

Duan Ruwang sat in the swaying carriage, looking through the curtains at the capital city that was moving further and further away. After a long time, he reached out his hand to cover his eyes.

In this life, all the consequences are our own faults, not determined by fate.

It was not until Duan Ruwang left the capital that Duan Mingchong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already night when he received the report from the personal guard. Duan Mingchong was silent for a moment before picking up the cloak beside him and saying, "Prepare the horses and go to the Marquis' Mansion."

The palace maids were already accustomed to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince running to the Marquis' Mansion whenever he had something to do, so they were not surprised and immediately went to prepare the horses.

Duan Mingchong hurried out of the palace before the palace gate was locked and went straight to the marquis's mansion.

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Marquis' Mansion.

After nightfall, Jun Jingxing stayed in Sui Yan's room as usual, with only half of the bed curtain drawn, so he could see the scene on the bed when he raised his head.

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

Jun Jingxing repeatedly assured that he was not going anywhere and would appear immediately if Sui Yan called him. Only then did Sui Yan lie down and fall asleep hesitantly.

Jun Jingxing went to bed early because of his age. He had been reading a medical book under the lamp for more than half an hour when he heard the sound of a clapper outside.

He placed the book on the table and was about to go to sleep when he heard Sui Yan's rapid breathing suddenly coming from behind the bed curtains.

Jun Jingxing was startled and quickly got up to see Sui Yan.

Sui Yan seemed to be having a nightmare again, his breathing was so rapid that one would almost think he was going to die in the next moment.

Jun Jingxing rushed forward and pressed Sui Yan's shoulders, saying hastily, "Lord Marquis!"

Sui Yan, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

Jun Jingxing finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My Lord, you have been..."

Before he finished speaking, Sui Yan panted slightly and murmured, "Why didn't you come?"

Jun Jingxing was stunned: "What?"

Sui Yan struggled to sit up, and the half of the bed curtain that was not drawn let in a beam of light, illuminating his pale face.

Jun Jingxing's pupils shrank slightly.

Sui Yan had his long hair loose, and his handsome face was full of despair. There was even some resentment in his eyes as he looked at Jun Jingxing.

Jun Jingxing was a little surprised: "My Lord..."

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 with a crisp "pop".

Jun Jingxing was stunned. He was about to speak when he saw that Sui Yan, who had a cold expression on his face just now, suddenly came to his senses as if he had been punched and looked at him in astonishment.

He looked at his own hand blankly, then at Jun Jingxing, before rushing over in panic and grabbing the hand that he had just opened, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I won't hit you anymore, I'll hit myself instead of you, please..."

Jun Jingxing tried to lower his voice and put his hand on Sui Yan's shoulder.

Sui Yan was still shaking his head, his eyes red, and he murmured, "Please don't leave, I only found you, please don't leave..."

Jun Jingxing felt as if his heart was being pinched by this little ancestor. He felt pain coming from time to time. He took a deep breath and said softly, "I'm not leaving. I've told you many times that I'm not going anywhere."

Sui Yan murmured a few more times before raising his head, his eyes filled with panic and despair.

Jun Jingxing pressed his shoulder and spoke word by word: "Wanggui, you are awake now, no one has left you, I am real, Sui Xun is real, and the prince is real too."

Sui Yan looked at him blankly, as if he had no idea what he was talking about.

Jun Jingxing had no choice but to repeat it again.

Sui Yan's face became even more confused.

"Yue Jian, what are you talking about?" Sui Yan's lips trembled slightly, "Didn't my second brother die in the war a long time ago?"

Jun Jingxing was stunned.

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