Sui Heng immediately understood why Jiang Yun’s stomach disease suddenly became so severe.
He looked at the fragile and beautiful person inside the bed curtains, who was as fragile as glass and unable to maintain his composure anymore. He ran to the roof outside the inn and sat for a while in the dark night before jumping off the eaves.
Xu Qiao happened to come over with freshly cooked medicine. When he saw Sui Heng suddenly emerge, he was startled. He then carefully examined Sui Heng’s face and said, “Your Highness had no intention of doing so at that time, so there is no need to blame yourself too much.”
“Gu knows.”
Sui Heng took the medicine, and his eyes had regained their composure.
“He is like this not only because of Gu but also because he is finally willing to force himself to face the long-standing knot. He has suffered too much in the past, too much fatigue, and in the future, Gu will take good care of him.”
Although Xu Qiao didn’t quite understand what Sui Heng meant by the heart knot, he was slightly moved upon hearing his Highness’s words and said, “His Highness Rongyu will definitely understand Your Highness’s intentions.”
Sui Heng held the medicine bowl and looked sharply at the crisscrossing street in the Qi capital in the darkness.
“Gu not only needs to make him understand, but also needs to make the world understand.”
“This Qi Kingdom is the dowry I, Sui Jichu, gave to Jiang Rongyu.”
Xu Qiao was overjoyed.
“Your Highness is getting married?”
“Not only getting married, but Gu also wants to send wedding invitations to the whole world so that everyone knows about Gu’s joyful event. How about it? Surprise?”
Xu Qiao was naturally pleased with the marriage and said, “Then the subordinate congratulate Your Highness.”
Sui Heng specifically asked the physician to add honey to the medicine soup, but Jiang Yun still couldn’t drink it.
Sui Heng had no choice but to try to hold the medicinal soup on his own and feed it to Jiang Yun’s mouth little by little.
Jiang Yun felt the familiar and vigorous breath, and he indeed opened his mouth and took two small mouthfuls of medicine.
But it was only two mouthfuls, even though Sui Heng tried his best, Jiang Yun refused to drink any more.
Sui Heng could only give up.
Jiang Yun woke up once in the middle of the night, vaguely hearing suppressed crying. He was taken aback and opened his eyes to see Sui Heng with his back to him, a sword slung around his waist, and he was crouching on the ground, his shoulders trembling fiercely.
There was still a bitter medicinal taste lingering in his throat. Jiang Yun understood something and called out, “Doggy Sui.”
Sui Heng’s trembling figure froze, and he quickly wiped his face. He got up and returned to the bed, nervously saying, “You’re awake? How is it? Do you still feel uncomfortable?”
Jiang Yun raised his hand and touched his face, asking, “What are you doing? Are you secretly crying?”
This word once again made Sui Heng’s whole body visibly stiffen. He was the Crown Prince of Sui, the Commander of a 300,000 strong army, and would never admit such a shameful thing. With a straight face, he said, “What are you talking about? You’re the one who’s been crying.”
Jiang Yun did not continue to expose him and said he was thirsty.
Sui Heng first touched Jiang Yun’s forehead and felt it was still a bit hot. He didn’t dare to be careless, so he immediately went to the table and poured hot water over. The physician said that Jiang Yun’s stomach is too fragile nowadays, and it is not advisable to drink tea or sugary water frequently. It is best to drink plain water.
Sui Heng couldn’t even imagine how he had survived over the past years. No wonder when he held him on their way back, he could almost touch his bones.
Jiang Yun leaned back on the head of the bed, taking small sips of water as the warm water flowed down his throat. The temperature was just right, and he felt much more comfortable. It was already late at night, and outside the inn, it was quiet, only the sound of patrol soldiers stepping neatly across the street could be heard.
After the war, Jiang Yun knew that it was all because of the strict military governance of Sui Heng that there was such a peaceful scene without hearing any panic or tragic cries.
Although Jiang Yun’s body was slightly weaker, his heart was unprecedentedly carefree and calm.
Until now, he felt that the heavy stones that had been weighing down in his heart were being lifted one by one. He finally no longer had to worry and panic, and he could lie down, quietly recuperate, and take a sip of water.
If it weren’t for his soft limbs and lack of strength, he would even want to stretch a little longer.
Sui Heng sat aside, looking at him sipping the water in his cup like a kitten, finally regaining some of the lost and regained sense of reality and joy.
In the future, he can never let him leave his sight again.
Sui Heng thought to himself.
Just by thinking that his stomach disease would trigger just by a sip of water, Sui Heng felt heartbroken and wished he could go back to a year ago and slap himself twice.
He was really a jerk.
Even if the other party is the Crown Prince of an enemy country, out of anything to choose, he chose the most intense Snow Mountain Shaodaozi.
He couldn’t even imagine how his fragile stomach would drink those thirty bowls of Shaodaozi in front of him.
Due to the fever, Jiang Yun’s body was sweating profusely, it was sticky, and greasy. Sui Heng was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so he asked his personal soldier to bring hot water and clean soft towels to help Jiang Yun wipe his body.
He is very patient when doing these things, but Jiang Yun is a bit embarrassed.
They haven’t had any skin-to-skin contact for a long time. Jiang Yun’s skin is already white, and during his illness, he became more sensitive due to fever. When he was touched by Sui Heng’s fingertips, he trembled a bit.
Sui Heng could naturally feel his adam’s apple rolling and said, “Are you trying to kill Gu by seducing Gu at a time like this?”
Jiang Yun lay on his shoulder, letting him gradually take off his clothes. Upon hearing this, his ears turned red, and he whispered, “How about just forgetting about it?”
Sui Heng had just wiped halfway; naturally, he refused to give up. He wrapped his arm around his waist to hold him and said, “Don’t move, Gu will be a little lighter.”
Jiang Yun is currently facing difficulties obtaining medication and can only rely more on external forces to cool down.
According to the physician, wiping the body is also a good choice.
Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes and let him be.
Because those sweat stains on the body are really uncomfortable.
When he rubbed against his waist and abdomen, Sui Heng’s movements suddenly paused. He saw a very shallow scar on his snow-white skin. Although the color was almost indistinguishable after years, and even no traces could be seen, he was too familiar with Jiang Yun’s body. Not to mention a scar, he could even see a small mole that had grown immediately.
Sui Heng was stunned for a moment and asked, “Is this…”
Jiang Yun didn’t allow him to look, let him wipe elsewhere.
Sui Heng was not foolish. He quickly guessed the answer, petrified for a moment, and asked, “He came out of here?”
Jiang Yun bit his lip and glared at him. “Otherwise, where else could he come out from?”
Sui Heng couldn’t tell what it felt like.
No wonder he had been hiding and refusing to let him open his robe to see. It turned out that he had suffered so much to give birth to that little boy.
But at such an important moment, he was not by his side.
Sui Heng’s expression once again darkened, angry with himself. Jiang Yun patted his face thoughtfully and said, “Divine Physician Meng has superb medical skills and specially made anesthesia. I actually don’t feel much, and the little one has always been very obedient and has never disturbed me. Even Divine Physician Meng praised his intelligence. You’ve been with the little one for so long, don’t you think he’s very well behaved?”
Sui Heng thought about the cold gaze that the little boh looked at him and suddenly felt a little guilty. However, His Highness the Crown Prince, who wants face, would never admit that he was despised by his son.
He said, “That’s natural. When he sees Gu, he always holds onto Gu’s thigh and refuses to let go.”
Sui Heng was still studying the formation, staring at the scar for a long time. It was probably thanks to Meng Hui’s superb medical skills that the healing was perfect, and in fact, there were basically no visible traces. But Sui Heng doubted, “Can he really come out?”
Jiang Yun no longer wanted to discuss such a shameful topic with him. He lightly bit Sui Heng’s shoulder and asked him to wipe quickly.
This strength is not much different from that of a kitten.
Jiang Yun’s physical strength was still weak. He originally wanted to talk to Sui Heng about the Qi Kingdom, but after all this fuss, he couldn’t wait for Sui Heng to finish wiping before lying on his shoulders and falling asleep.
Sui Heng didn’t dare to slack off at all. He quickly wiped him and put the person down very lightly, allowing the imperial physician to sleep directly in the room next door. He stayed by the bed all night, applying a towel to Jiang Yun’s forehead and continuing to help him cool down.
As dawn approached, Jiang Yun’s fever finally subsided a bit.
Sui Heng breathed a sigh of relief, took off the towel, got up, and prepared to call for the imperial physician to come and take a look again. As soon as he pushed the door open and came out, his personal soldier came over and reported, “Your Highness, there are people from Marquis Duan Mansion outside asking to see Your Highness.”
Sui Heng said he understood, he first asked the imperial physician to diagnose Jiang Yun’s pulse. When he went downstairs, he saw a man standing outside the inn with an elegant appearance and dressed in ink color clothes.
Sui Heng was slightly surprised.
Marquis Duan asked, “Can I see him?”
The imperial physician has already stepped down, and the room is lit with soothing incense.
Sui Heng folded his arms and guarded the door, while Marquis Duan hesitated in front of it for a moment. He pushed the door in alone, carried the dim morning light on his back, walked to the bed, and sat down.
Jiang Yun lay quietly inside the bed curtains, with his eyelashes drooping and two shallow shadows falling on the bridge of his nose. Even though he was asleep, he still maintained the elegant etiquette that a Crown Prince of a country should have.
Looking at this wisp of bone and blood, this child who was connected to his bloodline but had never received any love from him, Duan Xiyue’s chest choked with pain, and his heart ached like a stranglehold.
However, this has been a sinful bond in this life already.
The years he owed him were like a bottomless pit and cannot be compensated for, no matter what.
He didn’t even know how to face him.
He remembered the night many years ago when he also hugged him.
A thin and small boy curled up in his arms, tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, yearning for his embrace like a young bird cuddling its mother, as if using all the strength of its life to approach him. That was the first and last time he hugged him.
At that time, his heart was filled with hatred and resentment. Whenever he saw this child, he would remember those unbearable days and nights. Even though he knew that every day he would secretly sneak to his palace to listen to the zither behind the palace attendants’ backs, he deliberately turned a blind eye. Looking at that snow white and beautiful jade striving towards him, he sometimes couldn’t help but soften his heart. He once brushed off the fallen leaves on his body while he was asleep, waved his sleeves to drive away mosquitoes, and also handed him over to the palace attendants to be taken back.
But that person was too much and pressing step by step.
The slightest bit of softness in his heart will be seen as a weakness by him.
He ultimately abandoned him and escaped from the prison with the determination of a fish dying, the net broken, and the jade and stone burned.
His birth was not something he can decide.
He was also unable to provide him with a stable and prosperous life.
He thought that as time passed, he would gradually forget about him, but he never expected that eight years ago, he would come to the Qi capital alone to find him, and because of him, he was scarred and suffering.
If he had known that he had been here, he would not be indifferent and would not have allowed him to wander around without asking.
A year ago, it was rumored that he had come to the Qi capital. He dispatched secret guards and searched all the inns in the city overnight, but could not find his trace. He suddenly understood that that child had never intended to disturb him from beginning to end.
At that time, he never expected that he had come as early as eight years ago and had been wandering on Qingque Terrace under his nose for a full three years.
The big mistake has already been made.
In this lifetime, he will never be able to clear this sin.
Marquis Duan reached out, his fingers trembling slightly, and slowly caressed the pale and handsome young face. After a while, he finally withdrew it.
Marquis Duan sat in the room for almost a quarter of an hour, got up, tucked in the blanket for Jiang Yun, and walked out of the room. As soon as the door closed, Jiang Yun opened his eyes, and a stream of water slowly flowed from the corner of his eyes.
Sui Heng was still standing outside the room.
Marquis Duan said, “Your Highness, let’s have a talk.”
“My true identity, Your Highness, must already have some insider information.”
“This marquis is a native of the Duan Kingdom in the past, and this marquis’s real name is Duan Qiyun.”
Sui Heng was taken aback.
“Duan Qiyun?”
“That’s right.”
Marquis Duan said calmly.
However, Sui Heng knew that this name was not plain, it was just buried in the yellow dust along with the already extinct Duan Kingdom.
Duan Qiyun, the Prince of the Duan Kingdom and also the former God of War in the Duan Kingdom, was skilled in forging weapons. It is said that on the day of the downfall of the Duan Kingdom, he led three thousand soldiers to defend the country’s gates. When the country was destroyed, he committed suicide at the foot of Luoyue City and died with emotion.
Even after a generation, Sui Heng still knew this name.
And he is the famous Marquis Duan of Qi and the legendary Demon Empress of Jiang?
