Chapter 94 Marry Him

Sui Yan read in the study for the whole afternoon. After dinner, he waited and waited but Duan Mingchong did not come.

He drank the medicine with a frown, then absent-mindedly read a book for a while, and finally waited for someone from the East Palace to arrive.

Sui Yan threw the book aside and asked, "Where is His Highness?"

The palace maid held the food box in her hand and said respectfully, "Your Highness the Crown Prince has important matters to attend to these days, so he asked me to come and inform the Marquis."

Sui Yan propped his chin up, looked at him coldly, and said, "Important? Then when can he handle it? Can you give me a definite answer?"

The palace maids were terrified and thought that this person was extremely bold to question the Crown Prince in this way.

He said tremblingly: "His Highness did not say anything, he only told the Marquis to take good care of his health."

Sui Yan thought to himself, “You don’t come to accompany me anymore, what kind of illness do I have?”

There was no point in talking about this, so he didn't make things difficult for the servants and asked, "What's in the food box?"

“These are freshly made pastries from the kitchen.”

Sui Yan said: "Leave it there, and help me tell His Highness a message..."

The palace maids hurriedly pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Sui Yan paused for a moment and said, "Tell him to wait."

Palace maid: “…”

The palace lady left with nothing to say.

Sui Yan waved away the crowd and opened the red-painted food box lid. He saw several steamed buns and pastries of various shapes, which were obviously Wu Mo's work.

Sui Yan narrowed his eyes, called Haitang and asked her carefully whether Jun Jingxing had returned. When he confirmed that the miracle doctor was still in Yin's house, he felt relieved and started making steamed buns.

Haitang looked worried: "Young Master, didn't Doctor Jun forbid you to eat these when you are sick, saying that they are bad for your health? You still..."

Sui Yan squinted his eyes and took a bite, then said vaguely, "If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would he know?"

Haitang hesitated to speak.

After Sui Yan finished eating two, he looked at Hai Tang, endured the pain and pinched one to hand it to him, saying: "Here, eat my bribe, but don't tell Jun Jing Xing, otherwise I won't forgive you."

Haitang took the cake with a pouty mouth and whispered, "This is the last time. Master, don't eat these things when you are sick next time."

Sui Yan said, "Okay, okay, eat your food. Even steamed buns can't stop your mouth."

Haitang then lowered his head and took a bite, but before he chewed it, he felt that the steamed bun seemed a little different. He frowned and spit it out, and found that there was actually a small piece of wood hidden in the half piece of steamed bun.

The wooden barrel was made extremely delicately, and it looked no bigger than the knuckle of a little finger. It seemed that there was something hidden inside.

Haitang: "Young Master?"

Sui Yan also saw it: "Come, give it to me, let me see it."

Haitang didn't hand it to him first, but wrapped it in a square handkerchief before giving it to Sui Yan.

Sui Yan frowned and pinched the wooden tube open, revealing a palm-sized piece of thin paper with densely written words on it.

Sui Yan frowned and looked at it for a long time before he said, "What is written here? Haitang, can you see it clearly?"

Haitang took the paper and almost put her nose close to it before she could barely see the words clearly.

"Young Master, it seems that His Majesty intends to arrange a marriage for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and now the news has spread throughout the palace."

Sui Yan took the paper and read it again. It hurt his eyes to read it before he realized that it seemed to be true.

Sui Yan threw the paper into the charcoal basin beside him and lowered his eyes as if thinking about something.

This time was not like the previous misunderstanding. Since Wu Mo heard it in the palace, it was naturally not groundless. Duan Mingchong might not be able to leave the palace to accompany him because of this matter.

Sui Yan had a blind trust in Duan Mingchong, and felt in her heart that since he and she had a mutual understanding, he would definitely not marry someone else.

Haitang carefully watched Sui Yan's expression and said hesitantly, "Young Master, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really... marries a wife..."

Sui Yan leaned on the couch, propped up his chin lazily, and said absentmindedly: "If he really gets married, then his wedding day will become his death anniversary next year."

Haitang: “…”

Haitang trembled slightly: "Young... Young Master?!"

Sui Yan saw how scared he was, and sneered, "Fool, I was just teasing you, go back to sleep."

Haitang was worried that Sui Yan really had this idea and didn't want to leave. After being urged by Sui Yan again, Haitang left with a helpless look on her face.

Since then, Duan Mingchong really never came again. Sui Yan joked and made fun of Yue Jian every day, and lived a very comfortable life.

After half a month, Sui Yan's illness was almost cured, and he finally stopped taking the medicine on the Lantern Festival.

Sui Yan lost some weight during his illness, but he was in good spirits.

Sui Xun looked at his face carefully, frowned and said, "Are you really all right? You didn't lie to me?"

Sui Yan wanted to jump up and down on the spot: "It's true, brother, you have asked me this question many times today. Doctor Jun said that I don't need to take any medicine today."

Sui Xun still looked at him suspiciously: "Are you saying this on purpose because you want to go out and play?"

Sui Yan: “Brother!”

Sui Xun then said, "Let's make a deal first. You must return home at night and cannot stay outside for too long."

Sui Yan said: "But there are fireworks at night..."

Sui Xun: “Hmm?”

Sui Yan immediately pointed to the sky and said, "Okay, I'll be back when it gets dark. I won't run around."

Sui Xun didn't quite believe him and said to himself, "No, I still have to find someone to watch over you—where's Uncle Zhao?"

Sui Yan almost collapsed: "I'm not a child anymore, do you have to look at me so closely?"

Moreover, the Lantern Festival is held in Tianshui Lane today. Jun Jingxing and Yin Shenqiu have already gone there to play, and Sui Xun will go out with Jiang Ning later. Sui Yan will not be back for long if he goes out alone.

Sui Xun: “You…”

Sui Yan really couldn't stand Sui Xun's nagging and wished he could bring back his brother who had ignored him in the past few years.

He uttered an "ah" and said, "I won't say any more. I'm going out now."

Having said that, he ran out quickly.

Sui Xun shouted at him from behind: "Put on another piece of clothing!"

Sui Yan was dressed like a ball, and he might not be able to walk without more clothes. He pretended not to hear and ran out of the mansion quickly.

It is not even the evening hour yet, but Tianshui Lane is already packed with people.

Sui Yan jumped down from the carriage, and the secret guards followed behind him to protect him.

Sui Yan looked at the bustling street, tilted his head, and asked, "Is the Ming River frozen this year?"

"It's been very cold this year, so it's bound to be ripe."

Sui Yan said "Oh".

It's very annoying.

He was too weak now, and did not try to squeeze into the crowd beyond his ability. He just led his people from a side street to a restaurant in the center of Tianshui Lane, asked for a private room, and sat by the window to drink tea.

After a while, there was the sound of gongs and drums coming from the long street outside the window, and a group of people in brightly dressed people came from the end of the street, accompanied by dragon and lion dances.

The streets are lined with stalls selling lanterns and small gadgets. Looking down, the strings of red lanterns form a bright and beautiful scene, just like a painting.

Sui Yan chose a seat that allowed him to have a clear view of half of the long street. He was eating a snack and watching with interest when suddenly someone sat down in the empty seat opposite him.

Sui Yan realized it belatedly and turned his head.

Song Xian: "Forget to return..."

Sui Yan: “Puff——”

Song Xian didn't know when he came in, nor did he know whether Sui Yan was too absorbed in the excitement below and didn't hear his footsteps at all. At this moment, a person suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so scared that he spat out the tea in his mouth.

It sprayed all over Song Xian.

Song Xian: “…”

Song Xian gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the water off his face, then he shouted angrily: "Sui Wanggui! You are looking for death!"

Sui Yan: "Cough cough cough... I... cough..."

He got Song Xian all wet and almost choked himself to death. He covered his chest and coughed violently. One could tell how much pain he was in just by listening to the sound.

Seeing him like this, Song Xian could not vent his anger, so he walked over with a cold face, patted his back unhappily to comfort him, and muttered: "You are really amazing, you can even choke yourself by drinking water."

Sui Yan grabbed his forearm in a struggle, his eyes red, and cursed: "Still... cough cough, it's still because I was scared by you... cough..."

He covered his mouth and almost coughed up tears.

Song Xian patted his back for a while before Sui Yan recovered his breath.

Sui Yan slapped Song Xian's claws away with one hand and said angrily, "Get away! Don't touch me with your claws!"

Song Xian sat back opposite him in a bad mood and said, "Why didn't you let me leave when I was giving you a relief just now? You can only throw it away after use. Only people like you can say it so righteously."

Sui Yan took a sip of water to calm down his shock, and took a deep breath to come back to his senses.

He glanced at Song Xian and asked, "Why are you here?"

Song Xian tilted his head to look at the bustling crowd below and said, "Of course I came here to have fun. I saw you by chance when I was downstairs just now, so I wanted to chat with you."

Sui Yan also looked at the lion dance below, said "Oh" nonchalantly, and said: "That's enough of the story, let's go quickly."

Song Xian: “…”

Song Xian glared at him, then called the waiter and ordered a pot of wine and snacks, as if he was going to reminisce about the past until midnight.

Sui Yan's brows finally wrinkled: "I just want to watch the lanterns quietly, do you have to disturb me? Where is the Third Prince? Don't you have to accompany him?"

Song Xian poured himself some wine, and after drinking two glasses, he seemed to have plucked up his courage and kept staring into Sui Yan's eyes.

Sui Yan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by him. He wiped his face randomly and said strangely, "Why are you looking at me?"

Being drunk and timid, Song Xian took a deep breath and said, "Are you and the prince... serious about this?"

Sui Yan's hand holding the teacup paused, and his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He finally knew what was written in the letter from Duan Zhisu.

Song Xian looked embarrassed: "Even if you are too rebellious, you wouldn't do such a thing. Or do you think the prince is threatening you?"

Sui Yan said calmly: "When I drink my tea, ask me one more question, and I promise to spray you again."

Song Xian: “…”

Song Xian frowned: "I mean it seriously."

Sui Yan said: "I am serious too."

Song Xian: "But you..."

Sui Yan interrupted him calmly and said, "I mean, the prince and I are serious."

Song Xian's expression froze. Although he had known this for a long time, he still felt a little complicated when he heard Sui Yan admit it himself.

"The Crown Prince is the heir apparent of a country. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be the future king. Naturally, he will not allow you to marry a man after you take the throne... Wang Gui, have you thought about the consequences of this?"

Sui Yan was tired of hearing such words. He would still want to refute Jun Jingxing and Sui Xun, but there was no need to refute Song Xian.

He said vaguely: "I know, it's none of your business."

Sui Yan was probably tired of sitting, so he leaned back in the soft chair, raised his legs to the edge of the table recklessly, and looked like he really deserved a beating.

Song Xian was a man of short temper, and angrily said, "I am concerned about you. This is a road of no return. Do you really want to go through this alone?"

Hearing this, Sui Yan sneered softly. He tilted his head slightly, looked at Song Xian with a half-smile, and said, "How do you know that I'm going to break in alone?"

Song Xian was stunned. He didn't expect that his focus was on this, and his brows immediately frowned even more tightly.

"I have just said that the prince will ascend the throne one day. Even if he succeeds, the civil and military officials of the court and the people of the world will not allow him to marry a man..."

Hearing this, Sui Yan didn't know what he was thinking about, and he smiled even more happily.

Song Xian didn't understand what he was laughing at, and knocked on the table impatiently: "Forget to come back!"

Sui Yan then slowly stopped, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, tilted his head and smiled slyly: "How do you know that he is marrying me, and not me marrying him?"

Song Xian: “…”

Duan Mingchong, who had just walked to the screen, said: "..."