It didn't take long for the maid to bring in the freshly fried medicine. Yan Xiaohan took it in person, brought it to Fu Shen, and said concisely, "Drink."

Fu Shen stared desperately at Bai Tang's decoction, with no luck.

Yan Xiaohan looked at him like that, and couldn't help crying and laughing, "Houye, if you don't have any legs, have you already been in the house now?"

"You go out for me," Fu Shen glared at Yan Xiaohan: "Okay, okay, don't hesitate, are you an old hen? Put the medicine there and I will drink it myself!"

Yan Xiaohan did not expect that it would be so difficult for him to take a medicine. After all, Fu Shen has always been a fairly self-disciplined person in his eyes, and what he should do will never shrink, almost never willful.

He slowed his voice and persuaded: "This bowl of medicine is not much. You close your heart and cross your face, and you will reach the bottom in a few mouthfuls, really."

Fu Shen don't go over in pain.

"Are you sick of medicine? Is it so unpleasant?" Yan Xiaohan took the bowl and took a sip, frowned, and felt that bitterness was a bit bitter, but it wasn't unbearable, why was Fu Shen so? resist?

"It shouldn't be." He saw Fu Shen's lips and complexion pale, and frowning. He thought he was sickened by the smell of medicine, put the medicine bowl aside, pulled his hands, and gently rubbed his wrist. Neiguan acupoint, tentatively asked: "Everyone will not have such a big reaction, let alone you. Is there anything inexplicable? Can you tell me?"

Fu Shen was holding his hands in his hands, soft, as if a small animal was spreading its two paws. He did not run away, but looked a little downcast, and reluctantly mentioned the past: "Me, when I was young, I was not well and often took medicine. My mother went early, and the grandmother didn't like me very much. She refused to see me. After taking the medicine, I squeezed my nose and spit it once, and then I vomited once. Later, I gradually became sick and vomited everything. "

Yan Xiaohan heard his eyes cold, and asked softly, "Are you ... not at home?"

Fu Shen shook his lips: "At that time, my father was at the border and could n’t stay home for years. No one would care about me. Later, my uncle noticed that he was looking for someone to stare at that grandma secretly. Then he was rescued from her. . Since then, I have switched to pills. "

He exhaled and confessed, "In fact, I am not incapable of drinking, but I am upset and do not want to drink."

A warm sensation came from the wrist, Yan Xiaohan was a martial arts person, and his fingers would not be soft, but the strength of the kneading was moderate, and it was comforting. With this warmth, Fu Shen was ready. He said that hiding was not a solution, so he leaned out and reached for the medicine bowl.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaohan was uncharacteristically and pressed him back.

Fu Shen raised his eyes and looked at him doubtfully. Yan Xiaohan was sitting on the round stool opposite the bed, but at this moment, he put the medicine on the bedside, got up and sat beside the bed, leaning against the bed rail, and said, The last bowl, let Shen Yi Ce change you to pills tomorrow. "

Fu Shenxin said that pills are just pills, what are you doing so close?

Yan Xiaohan smiled, his tone was a bit unnatural: "You probably don't remember ... In fact, when you were unconscious in the previous two days, you could drink soup."

Fu Shen: "Huh?"

Yan Xiaohan: "I fed it myself."

Fu Shen: "!!!"

Is he really unconscious? How it feels like amnesia.

"What do you want to do?" Fu Shen warned, "come hard? You don't plan to take this room?"

Yan Xiaohan couldn't help but said: "Rest assured, I don't intend to use you strong, come, come."

Fu Shen moved doubtlessly towards him. Yan Xiaohan said, "Turn over and turn your back on me."

Fu Shen turned around, he was sitting upright on the bed, Yan Xiaohan reached out his hand and pulled his shoulder, and pushed it back hard, Fu Shen leaned back into his arms.

He was about to go to bed. He had removed his coat and was wearing only a thin white silk blouse with loose hair. Through a layer of cloth, Fu Shen could immediately feel the warm and sturdy body clinging to his back. The breathing sound of the other person was clearly audible and the medicine was clear, but he couldn't stop the scattered fragrant water from his neckline.

Fu Shen struggled as if he had been trampled on his tail, sternly: "Yan Xiaohan! Are you tired and crooked ?!"

"Honestly, don't move around." Yan Xiaohan leaned back on the bedside, supporting him in a semi-lying position with his left shoulder and chest, his left bowl and his right spoon. His jaw ran into his hair: "Know now? That's how it was fed to you. It's not taking advantage of you, it's not clear who takes advantage."

Fu Shenquan remembered.

During the period when he had a high fever, he was really hugged by him again and again, and he blew the soup and fed it with his mouthful. He had also struggled, but the man was surprisingly gentle and patient, not at all like a rude grandma in memory. Someone coaxed him softly, even the porcelain spoon touched the lips gently, and after the medicine was fed, he would be fed another spoonful of light honey water.

At that time, two bowls of soup medicine a day did not seem to be so difficult to swallow.

Yan Xiaohan adjusted the appropriate posture: "Try again and it will not work. This time, it is not an example. Come on, open your mouth."

For the first time in his life, Fu Shen wanted to find a place to hide, but he was trapped in a square inch of arms. A spoonful of medicine was handed to his mouth, moving slowly, but could not wait to refuse to open his lips. Suddenly, it seems like there is another consciousness who has become the master, without waiting for rational alertness, the body has responded to the old memory.

When the first sip of soup medicine flowed into his throat, he heard Yan Xiaohan chuckling overhead, as if helpless, and had to condone: "Speaking, still have someone to wait for ... Master."

Fu Shen punched him with his elbow, as if dissatisfied, but the force was very light, but it seemed like some kind of rejection, this elbow was ambiguous.

What happened to young master?

The young master has not fallen into your hands.

A bowl of soup medicine bottomed out quickly, Fu Shen was like a full-fledged uncle, without lifting his eyelids, whispering water. Yan Xiaohan embraced him with his left hand and brought the tea cup to his mouth. Fu Shen took a sip in his hand and pouted, "Not sweet."

"Putting you squeamish." Yan Xiaohan returned his hand to put the tea cup back in place, and complained half-truth, "You have just drunk the medicine, and it is sweet to drink."

Fu Shen seemed to laugh, but just because she was stuffed in her arms, it sounded like a hum.

Yan Xiaohan was trying to put Fu Shen back on the bed, but the man in his arms suddenly turned sideways, with his long arms extended, holding his waist, his head resting on his shoulder socket on his side, even in the posture of holding him in his arms , Closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The cold night was quiet.

The candle shadow shook red, seeing the twins in pairs.

What this moment means, without words, they all know it.

—He was tempted.

After a month.

The carriage stopped outside the gate of Yanfujiao. Because Fu Shen didn't want to preach on this trip, he didn't even leave the main entrance. He was light and simple, and dozens of guards accompanied him. Xiao Yan put Fu Shen on his back, put away the wheelchair, and pretended to ask casually, "General, willn't Lord Yan come to see you off?"

Fu Shen's eyes flickered, he closed his eyes simply, and said casually, "No need to send him. Are you ready? Let's go."

Xiao Min was so meticulous that he always felt that his state was wrong. It wasn't bad, but a bit strange. It seemed suddenly alienated from the Lord Yan, but they didn't see much life.

However, he only dared to think in his heart, and did not dare to ask Fu Shen what was going on. Xiao Yi turned on his horse and took the lead. The carriage slowly moved forward, and Yan Fu's servants watched them far away before returning to Fuzhong and closing the corner door again.

When the party left the city gate, they didn't go far enough, and suddenly heard the horseshoes screaming behind them, one by one riding the wind. Xiao Xie Lema stopped, recognized the Dragon Guard robe across the distance, and suddenly his head was as big as a fight. He couldn't help secretly wondering what the two of you were doing.

Fu Shen closed his eyes in the car, almost fell asleep, feeling that the carriage stopped slowly, without opening his eyes, and asked lazily, "Heavy mountain?"

Immediately after the curtain was lifted, the figure leaped into the carriage with a glimmer of sky, and Fu Shen opened his eyes and looked at: "Why are you here?"

"You still have to take a look before you leave," Yan Xiaohan whispered, "otherwise don't worry."

The two were really a little embarrassed during this time. To be precise, since that night, the mentalities of both sides have changed, and both need time to think about it. This alienation is confusing, but it is not a torment.

Because they all know what the end is waiting for, but it's just a misnomer. The worst result is not worse than it is now. People are already standing at the bottom of the valley, wherever they go, they look upwards and forwards.

What's more, if the daydreams are made bigger, they may also want to thank Emperor Yuan Tai for his brilliant eyes and divine marriage.

When Fu Shen saw him, his heart was loose, but he was still holding his face. Gein had ears all around. Although they were in the car, they couldn't go too far. He said lightly: "The number of times my hou has traveled between the capitals of northern Xinjiang and the eighties is not one hundred or eighty. What can I rest assured of an adult? Go back, you have an official position, don't delay too long."

Yan Xiaohan said, "Goodbye today, and goodbye is next year. Hope Houye will keep his marriage contract and live up to his promise."

Behind the car listening to the corner of the corner Xiao Xiao Yan cold, and said that the Lord Yan is not a second sister-in-law, knowing that Hou Ye is unhappy about giving marriage, why should I not open the pot.

In the car, Yan Xiaohan suddenly pulled Fu Shen, held him in his arms, and hugged him heavily, lowering his head against his ear and whispering, "Be careful when you go out. It's cold in the north. Take care of yourself. Don't worry me. "

Fu Shen gave a rare "um" softly, and half-jokingly pressed him behind his heart: "Heart is the same as King."

The arms were warm and their ears rubbed, and their heartbeats became more and more consistent. Fu Shen touched his side face gently, with the utmost tenderness, as if he knew for the first time in his life what "tenderness is like water, and good times are like dreams".

After embracing for a long time, he finally pushed Yan Xiaohan away, straightening out the wrinkled collar for him, and signaled him to get off the car. I personally went to the door to marry an adult, and I have ten miles of red makeup.

Yan Xiaohan: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Xiao Yan touched his waist sabre secretly, and was ready to rush up and pull the partial frame as soon as it hit him. Don't let Houye be killed because of owing.

Two days later, the carriage entered the boundary of Yanzhou.

The surroundings are becoming more and more familiar. Except for the withered trees, everything is the same as when they left in the autumn. Although Fu Shen was born in Beijing, he grew up in the north. Yanzhou is like his second hometown, which makes him involuntarily relax. Down, there is even interest to look at the outside scenery occasionally through the small window on the car.

They walked on business roads, passing through large and small towns and villages along the way. At night, a group of people set foot in Lianqi Town. When Fu Shen passed through the alley, he smelled a scent of sweet wine, which made him eager to move, so he asked Xiao Yan to turn around and prepare to go in and explore.

Xiao Yan desperately stopped: "My grandfather, you can't drink, we will go back to see Du Junyi soon!"

Fu Shenman didn't care: "Relax, he can't see it after digesting it all night."

Xiao Yan: "Yan and Yan will not let you drink!"

Fu Shen's smiling smile froze.

He hated pointing at Xiao Xie with iron and steel: "Which side are you turning your elbow on? It doesn't matter inside or outside! Bei Yan is Lao Tzu's territory. He stretches his hand out for Yan Xiaohan, can he come here?" Each one has his mouth closed tightly. If half a word is leaked, I ask you! "

Xiao Xuan could not help but replied: "Feilongwei is psychic, and he will know if he is not sure?"

Fu Shen's arrogance was short for a moment.

"Zhongshan, you are still young and do not understand the sinister heart," Fu Shen said earnestly, "Between Ben Hou and Yan Xiaohan, it is not only the two of us who have to compete for victory or defeat, but also the Northern Yan Army and Feilongwei. Contest. If I am under the jurisdiction of Beijing outside the capital, I will be afraid to go inside without going through the door! Speaking out, how will the brothers of the North Yanjun raise their heads in front of Feilongwei? "

Xiao Yan listened in a frown: "Hou Yeying."

"No fear of the inside" Jingning Hou flirts with this stupid child, and shakes his wheelchair to the alley in peace.

The hotel is not large, only three tables and chairs, a counter. When the wine saleswoman was an owner, Fu Shen picked a slightly spacious table and clasped the tabletop with her hand: "What kind of wine does the store have?"

The woman behind the counter heard the prestige and saw his face clearly, but stood sternly on the spot.

Fu Shen didn't hear the response, looked up, and just met her eyes.

For a moment, a strange sense of familiarity burst into his mind: "You ..."

"you……"

The two spoke at the same time, Fu Shen paused, but the woman trembled and asked: "This son, you ... but surname Fu?"

Her appearance, with a smile in her tears, was clearly a look of surprise and overjoyed, and she didn't know what to do. Fu Shen was called through her identity, but she didn't look malicious, so she nodded slightly.

The next moment, the woman ran out of the counter, and Nato worshipped: "The little girl was saved by your rescue in the past. Fortunately for three lives, I have to meet benefactors again today. Grace is here, please worship the little girl!"

"No, wait," Fu Shen couldn't remember such a person, wondering, "this girl, are you ...?"

The woman choked and said, "The case of Jin Gong's injustice at Baolan Mountain Youlan County, Huanren County has passed seven years, and it hasn't happened yet."

Fu Shen's pupils shrank, as if he had been hit hard from the top of his head, his face was pale, and he couldn't believe it: "Are you ... picking the moon?"

The name was like a hurricane that instantly destroyed his years of stubbornness and obsession. Reminiscent of the turbulent swell, it immediately drowned Fu Shen, floating up and down, pushing him into a long past that he did not dare to recall or to mention.

It was the first time in his too short adolescent time that he was truly crushed by someone.

——It is also the knot between Yan Xiaohan and him. 2k novel reading network