Chapter 98 Blocking the Way

It's past midnight.

Sui Yanhun was carried to the bedroom by Duan Mingchong, all wet. He didn't have any strength left in his body.

The corners of Sui Yan's eyes were red, whether from crying or the intoxication of the hot spring, he panted weakly and murmured, "Young man, are you going to torture me to death?"

Duan Mingchong's ears turned red. He laid him gently on the couch, wiped the water stains on his body with a towel, and pulled the quilt over him.

Sui Yan felt a pain in his waist when he saw him put his hands on his knees, looking harmless. He raised his elbows with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness, you normally blush even when you kiss me, so don't you think what you did to me just now is a bit shameless?"

Duan Mingchong pressed his shoulders and pushed him back into the quilt, whispering, "Stop talking."

"I'm going to tell you, even if you don't want to hear it, you have to listen to it."

Sui Yan thought to himself, I was just soaking in the hot spring, and I was fed to a tiger for no reason. Can't I just cry out for justice?

This poor kid probably forgot that if he hadn't teased her so recklessly, he wouldn't have been pressed against the wall of the hot spring and tortured to death.

There were still tears in Sui Yan's eyes, his voice was hoarse, and even his calves were still weak.

He lifted the quilt a little, stretched his feet on Duan Mingchong's knees, and instructed him: "Your calves hurt, rub them."

Duan Mingchong knew that he was in the wrong, so he quickly reached out and gently grasped Sui Yan's well-defined calf.

Sui Yan's calves were covered with finger marks from being pinched. Duan Mingchong didn't dare to look at them and just rubbed them randomly with his hands.

Sui Yan felt relieved and continued chattering.

"You and I haven't even had the wedding ceremony yet and you've already done such a ridiculous thing. If my father were still alive, he would have killed you with a knife. Tell me, you..." Sui Yan was so angry that he couldn't make it. "Young man, why can't you control yourself? Although I know that I am beautiful and incomparable, how can you..."

Duan Mingchong's ears turned red, he couldn't bear to listen any longer, he reached out and covered Sui Yan's mouth, almost begging: "A Yan, you... stop talking."

Sui Yan pushed his hand away and scolded, "How can the hand that touched my leg cover my mouth? Think about it, did you touch my foot just now?"

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Duan Mingchong had just given Sui Yan a beating, and he felt sorry for him for being tired all the time, so he wanted to be affectionate with him again. However, Sui Yan did not play by the rules, and he did not know how to start the conversation for a moment.

Duan Mingchong held it in for a long time before he said with difficulty: "Go to sleep."

Sui Yan kicked him and said, "You want me to sleep after you finish eating. What kind of sweet dream are you having?"

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Duan Mingchong helplessly placed his calves under the quilt and said, "We have to leave for the city early tomorrow morning, you should get some rest early."

Sui Yan said in disbelief: "You won't even let me take a nap?"

He almost had the words "eating and running away" written on his forehead.

Duan Mingchong asked: "Didn't you say you were tired just now?"

Sui Yan restlessly stretched out his hand to touch Ming Chong's waist again, mumbling: "I'm tired of shouting, so are you going to stop?"

Duan Mingchong was stunned, and then his face turned red because of his words.

Sui Yan coughed dryly and said pretentiously: "What are you doing? You've already done it, and it's too late to blush now."

Duan Mingchong stuffed his restless legs back into the quilt without getting bored, stepped forward and gently kissed Sui Yan on the corner of his lips, whispering, "Go to sleep quickly, I'll take you home tomorrow morning."

Sui Yan snorted at him: "Then just wait to be beaten by my brother."

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Duan Mingchong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Sui Yan turned over, his waist felt like it was split in half and he felt a sharp pain. He frowned and hissed a few times before whispering unhappily, "You don't have to send me off. Go to court tomorrow morning when you get up. I'll go back by myself after I've had enough sleep."

Unexpectedly, Duan Mingchong, who had a gentle face just now, suddenly changed his expression and said, "No."

Sui Yan turned his back to him and said in a muffled voice, "My waist, legs, and head hurt right now. Don't make me angry, or you won't be able to sleep at night."

Duan Mingchong took off his outer robe, gently pressed Sui Yan's shoulders, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Ayan, listen to me, you can sleep as long as you want after returning home."

Normally Duan Mingchong would go along with Sui Yan in everything and seldom object to his decisions. Moreover, now that he had taken such a big advantage, it was already very reserved of him not to treat Sui Yan as his ancestor. He did not expect that he would be so stubborn on this matter.

Sui Yan was so tormented that his mind was fuzzy, but at least he was still clear-headed. He turned around, looked at him dimly, and said, "Will I be in danger if I stay here?"

Duan Mingchong was silent for a moment before he said, "It would be dangerous if you were not with me outside."

Sui Yan asked, "Someone wants to kill me? Who?"

Duan Mingchong said, "Don't worry about it for now. I'll take you back tomorrow. Then you can claim to be sick and don't leave the house casually. I'll take care of it as soon as possible."

Sui Yan thought to himself, oh, if they want me to claim illness, then that person in the palace wants to kill me.

In the previous life, the emperor was thinking about taking his life until his death. Sui Yan was used to it, so even if he guessed it, he didn't think there was anything unacceptable.

Sui Yan glared at him and said, "Just wait for me."

Duan Mingchong lay down, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently hugged him from behind. However, before he could use any strength, Sui Yan slapped his paw.

Duan Mingchong retracted his hand and looked at him innocently.

Sui Yan turned his head and continued to glare at him: "I have a shadow now, don't touch me."

Duan Mingchong coaxed him: "I won't do anything. You are not in good health now, so you can't bother yourself any more. I will ask the chef in the small kitchen to make some cakes for you and send them to the Marquis' Mansion. Is that ok?"

Sui Yan was so angry that he glared at him again, turned around with a grin, and faced Duan Mingchong, still firing firecrackers non-stop.

"How dare you say that I'm not feeling well? Have I told you before that I've just recovered from an illness and can't stand any hard work? What did you say to me? Huh? You told me to 'stay still', so I'll just lie still and you can move, right?" Perhaps the two of them had already reached the last step, Sui Yan no longer had any scruples, and stretched out his hand to poke Duan Mingchong's chest, "Now that I've done what I did, you just want me to shut up with a bowl of snacks, am I so easy to get rid of?"

Duan Mingchong let him poke him non-stop and whispered, "Don't you want to eat?"

Sui Yan said angrily: "Eat!"

Duan Mingchong then laughed.

Sui Yan kicked him on the knee: "Send me two baskets!"

Duan Mingchong said softly, "Okay."

Very easy to deal with.

Sui Yan wanted to bother Duan Mingchong some more, but he had just recovered from his illness and was really exhausted today. He groaned for a long time, leaned in Duan Mingchong's arms, and soon fell asleep.

The remaining candle on the table had not yet gone out. Duan Mingchong looked at Sui Yan in his arms in the dim light and felt that there was not a single thing about this man that he disliked from head to toe.

The corners of Sui Yan's eyes were still slightly red, Duan Mingchong gently reached out and hooked them, and saw his crow-like eyelashes trembling slightly. In a trance, he remembered the pair of peach blossom eyes that could not help shedding tears in the white mist of the hot spring just now.

Sui Yan seldom cried, except for a few times when he was seriously ill and cried unconsciously. Normally, even if he shed tears, it was mostly pretended. Duan Mingchong originally thought that Sui Yan's usual behavior was the most infatuating to him, but he never expected that Sui Yan, who was forced by lust to cry and shake his head desperately for mercy, was simply infatuated.

Even when he couldn't hold back his tears, he would never admit defeat. Sometimes he would curse Duan Mingchong with gritted teeth, and sometimes he would grit his teeth and gasp on his shoulder. But even so, his arms were always tightly wrapped around Duan Mingchong's neck, and he never thought of pushing him away from beginning to end.

Perhaps he was forced into a desperate situation and was reluctant to let Duan Mingchong go.

Duan Mingchong's hand accidentally touched Sui Yan's eyelashes. Sui Yan rubbed them in a daze and said vaguely: "Bug, Your Highness..."

Hearing Sui Yan calling his name in his sleep, Duan Mingchong smiled softly and went over, only to hear Sui Yan mumbling in his sleep: "Your Highness, eat it."

Duan Mingchong: “…”

Duan Mingchong silently retracted his hand, not daring to look at him again, and fell asleep quickly while cradling Sui Yan.

The snow fell at night, and in the silence it floated on the window lattices, making a slight sound.

Before dawn, Duan Mingchong got up, changed his clothes, asked someone to bring him hot water, and then walked back to the couch and gently woke up Sui Yan, who was still half asleep.

Sui Yan was half asleep and instinctively wanted to sit up, but just as he straightened his back, he suddenly took a breath of cool air, covered his waist and fell back onto the pillow.

Duan Mingchong hurried to see him: "What's wrong? Did you fall?"

Sui Yan was originally sleepy, but was awakened by the pain.

He looked at Duan Mingchong with gritted teeth, slapped his hand away, and said expressionlessly: "Next time I go out alone with you, I won't use the surname Sui."

Duan Mingchong looked at him holding his waist and struggling to sit up, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Sui Yan seemed to see what he was thinking, looked at him in shock, and said, "You can't have the last name Duan either!"

Duan Mingchong: “…”

All right.

Duan Mingchong was young and he always thought too much, but because of the gentle and humble character he had cultivated over the years, he could not express most of his thoughts out loud. Sui Yan seemed to see through him and blocked his imagination with just one sentence.

Sui Yan frowned as he put on his clothes bit by bit. Duan Mingchong stood beside him and every time he tried to help him he would be slapped away by him. He was very fierce.

Duan Mingchong had no choice but to say, "I'll ask someone to prepare some breakfast first, and we'll eat before we leave."

Sui Yan put on his clothes with a cold face, glanced at the copper clock beside him, and said, "It will be time to go to court soon. There is no need to waste time. If Your Highness is hungry, prepare some food for him to eat in the car."

Duan Mingchong was unsure whether Sui Yan was uncomfortable because of the aches all over his body or because he was in a bad mood after waking up, so he didn't refute him and just nodded in agreement.

Soon, the two got on the carriage and drove towards the palace.

Sui Yan leaned against the wall of the car to catch up on his sleep the whole way. Perhaps he was too tired last night, and there was already a hint of blue-gray in his eyes.

Duan Mingchong felt a little reluctant, so he walked over carefully, held Sui Yan's forehead and let him lean on his arms.

Sui Yan was startled and slightly opened his eyes to glance at Duan Mingchong.

Duan Mingchong gave him a gentle smile.

Even if Sui Yan was extremely angry, he was completely soothed by Duan Mingchong's smile.

He rubbed his brows helplessly, thinking, forget it, it's already failed anyway.

Sui Yan lay on Duan Mingchong's lap, looking down at his falling black hair, and whispered, "I don't know if my brother will beat me to death this time?"

It would have been fine if she had not returned home at night, but she was also eaten up by a man. Even if Sui Xun no longer cared about him and Duan Mingchong, she would probably be furious if she knew about this.

Duan Mingchong gently stroked his hair and said, "He won't do anything to you."

Sui Yan thought to himself that he really couldn't do anything to me in front of you, but it might not be the same after you leave. By then, he might not be pretending to be sick, but really be sick.

The carriage drove for about fifteen minutes and was about to enter the main street of the city.

Sui Yan was about to fall asleep when he suddenly felt the swaying carriage stop suddenly and the neighing of horses was heard at the same time.

Sui Yan was caught off guard and nearly rolled down, but was quickly caught in Duan Mingchong's arms.

Sui Yan sat up with a frown on his face.

Duan Mingchong asked: "What's wrong?"

The driver's voice came from outside: "Your Highness, Lord Song Xian is blocking the way."

Sui Yan frowned even more tightly: "Is he alone?"

"yes."

Duan Mingchong was about to say something else, but Sui Yan said coldly: "Let him make way, or run over him."

Driver: “…”

Duan Mingchong: “…”