Yan Xiaohan had a thousand words in his heart, but it seemed as if a ball of cotton had blocked his throat. His hands were so strong that he almost suffocated the person in his arms. The three spirits and seven spirits flew to somewhere, and the whole person was numb. After a long time, his consciousness gradually recovered, and he felt that Fu Shen was gently behind him. Calm down.
With the rhythm of the strokes, his heartbeat gradually slowed down. A voice broke out from the bottom of my heart, Yan Xiaohan followed his heart and said that sentence naturally.
"I miss you."
The ball of cotton finally loosened, and Yan Xiaohan regained control of his throat, but he might still be unskilled. His voice was hoarse: "It's been a whole year since Jingzhou City left..."
"I know," Fu Shen's heart was throbbing with pain, his eyes were hot, and he had a premonition that he might be embarrassed today: "... I'm counting the days."
"It's only been half a year since we got married..." Yan Xiaohan breathed a sigh of relief, not daring to exert himself, as if finally breaking free from nightmares and pain, cautiously with fear, "This year has been so long, it will be longer than my entire life. already."
"I can't wait for you to regain the capital and settle the world, so I came to you myself. In the future, even if I can only be a pawn for Lord Hou—"
He gritted his teeth, as if swallowing all the pain in the long night of tossing and turning, and said word by word, "I will never leave you half a step again."
Fu Shen burrowed into his neck, laughed in a low voice, and finally said with a very kind heart, "Okay. Don't leave an inch. After that, when Ben Hou goes to war, you can sit on Ben Hou's lap and watch the battle, how about that?"
Yan Xiaohan: "…"
Can you still make people feel sad for a while!
As long as he can speak, it proves that his most exciting time has passed, and he has become a conscious and normal person again. Fu Shen relaxed a little, looked at his face, stretched out his hand to wipe the water droplets from his eyelashes, and suddenly smiled, "After holding me for so long, why haven't you called me?"
Yan Xiaohan was startled.
He dare not.
I am afraid that all this is like countless midnight dreams, infinitely tender, but as soon as I open my mouth, I will wake up suddenly, leaving the room full of silence, alone, alone in a cold quilt.
Fu Shen smiled and said, "Huh?"
This is true in front of me, a sweetheart that is warm and fresh, who can do it and curse others.
Yan Xiaohan closed his eyes, and a drop of water fell from the tip of his brow. This sound seemed to drain all his courage.
"Jingyuan."
Fu Shen took his hand and pressed it hard on the acupuncture point of the tiger's mouth. At the same time, he replied, "Yeah."
This "um" and the sharp stinging pain on the back of his hand reached the Tianling Gai and refreshed his mind. Yan Xiaohan was jolted by his pinching, and his eyes widened suddenly.
wake up.
He is still there.
Fu Shen retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and said as if nothing had happened: "Okay? Let's go, is there someone from you on the other side of the river? Go..."
Yan Xiaohan quickly grabbed him and lowered his voice, "Master Hou, can you let your people avoid him?"
Fu Shen: "Huh? What are you doing?"
Yan Xiaohan: "I want to kiss you, right now, I can't wait."
Fu Shen: "...you open your eyes and see for yourself, is it appropriate?"
Yan Xiaohan said calmly, "You said it yourself, you give what I want, and I want to kiss you."
The uncontrollable emotion just now was out of line, and the soldiers who accompanied him could not wait to stretch their necks eight feet and stand them up like rabbit ears. If he kissed him this time, Fu Shen would have to be dignified and swept the floor. He coughed dryly, but his aura involuntarily dropped by half: "I owe it first, I owe it first, you are so sensible, don't be arrogant."
Yan Xiaohan curled his eyes when he heard the words, and in an instant, it seemed as if the world was full of spring light, and even Fu Shen's heart was rocked: "You... Forget it, how many people are there? The leader of the army. who is it?"
"I led a dozen people to explore the way first, and the army is still behind." Yan Xiaohan shook his family to the sky without hesitation: "The leader of the army is General Zhao Xicheng."
"General Zhao, that's easy to do," Fu Shen suddenly remembered something, "Huh? Then how did you come here?"
Yan Xiaohan rubbed his nose and said embarrassedly, "I'm not good at military affairs, this time I begged the emperor stubbornly to get a position as a military supervisor."
Fu Shen let out a shameless laugh: "You can't escape the one who should come, just accept your fate."
Yan Xiaohan looked at him helplessly and indulgently, Fu Shen beckoned a soldier and handed him his waist card: "Go to the other side, bring this to General Zhao, and tell him that Beiyan Tieqi is stationed in Tangli Town. , I detained the supervisor for him and let him live a comfortable life for a few days."
Yan Xiaohan: "Jingyuan..."
"Hey, I heard." Fu Shen took his hand without hesitation, and turned his head to the stunned general and said, "General Zhao is welcome to come and sit here if you have time, and discuss how to fight Chang'an City."
He rode together with Yan Xiaohan and rushed back to Tangli Town. Returning to the private house temporarily stationed by the Beiyan Army, Fu Shen kicked open a door, pushed Yan Xiaohan in, and instructed the soldiers behind him, "Bring a basin of hot water."
This is Fu Shen's residence. It is very simple. There is only one earthen kang and a broken table. There are messy pen and paper objects on the table, and there is a wooden wheelchair in the corner.
Yan Xiaohan saw the wheelchair, his pupils shrank, but he did not speak. At this time, Fu Shen walked in and pulled out a bag from the kang: "Take off your wet clothes, don't catch a cold. Wear my clothes first..."
Before he finished speaking, a hug suddenly came up behind him, Yan Xiaohan asked in a deep voice beside his ear, "Master Hou, can I kiss you now?"
Fu Shen made a clever effort, pressed him back on the kang, and touched his chin maliciously: "Is it so urgent?"
With a bang, the door opened, and Yu Qiaoting rushed in, shouting loudly, "General, I heard that you found a beautiful woman in the river..."
Fu Shen: "..."
The posture of the two of them was very indecent, and General Yu was going blind. The "beauty" who was pressed on the bed by the Marquis of Jingning and had no resistance, narrowed her eyes, her eyes were like knives, and her murderous intent was overflowing. Fu Shen straightened up slightly and asked softly, "Qingheng, what did you just say?"
General Yu deserves to be someone who has seen the world, and solemnly replied: "General, I heard that you brought a lady from the river. Go ahead, the last general will get out."
After he finished speaking, he walked away with his tail between his tail as if his buttocks were on fire.
"This bastard..." Fu Shen shook his head and sneered, his neck suddenly tightened, and he had to bend down when he recovered: "What's wrong?"
Yan Xiaohan looked like an enraged pufferfish, and asked angrily, "Why didn't he knock on the door when he entered your room?"
Fu Shen: "..."
Before he could complain, Yan Xiaohan firmly blocked his lips.
The lips that had been soaked by the river water were a little cold and soft, but they soon became fierce, with a strength that was almost devouring. Fu Shen stepped back again and again, but was reluctantly buckled on the back of his waist and the back of his head. Finally, the hand supporting Yan Xiaohan's ear was cramped by the awkward posture. He mixed garlic under his feet and fell on Yan Xiaohan's chest. The lips and teeth were finally forced to separate. Immediately afterwards, Yan Xiaohan hugged him and rolled on the edge of the bed for half a circle, then turned down and pressed his lips together again.
The familiar aura shrouded, Fu Shen was dizzy by the kiss, his breath was rapid, and he said vaguely: "You vinegar essence..."
Yan Xiaohan let out a low laugh from his throat, and then he really held back his strength and stopped attacking. He just gently pecked and kissed his lips, and was about to speak when there was a sudden knock on the door. : "General, hot water is coming!"
Fu Shen sat up, glanced at the bed that was rolled into a mess by the vinegar jar pulled from the water, threatened him, got up to open the door, and took a large pot of hot water. Yan Xiaohan consciously moved a small bench and followed him. Fu Shen rolled up his sleeves to test the water temperature and said, "Okay, come and wash. I'll watch the door for you."
Yan Xiaohan silently untied his belt and took off his wet clothes, revealing a white bandage on the corner of his shoulders. Fu Shen saw it out of the corner of his eye, and immediately stretched out his hand to hold him down, "What happened, where is the injury?"
"It's alright, I accidentally rubbed a piece of skin, and it's probably scabbed over." Yan Xiaohan said, "The military doctor made a fuss and insisted on wrapping me in a bandage."
Fu Shen was worried: "Turn around and let me take a look."
Yan Xiaohan obediently sat down on the low stool with his back to him, topless, and wiped the water off his body with a damp towel. Fu Shen carefully removed the bandage on his shoulder, and saw a bright red wound that was cut open by a sharp knife and was more than three inches long on the smooth skin. Although the mouth was closing and healing, the scab was only a thin layer, and it looked like it was there at any time. May be cracked.
Fu Shen has fought in all directions, and he has seen too many serious injuries. This kind of injury fell on him, and he probably won't even frown, but now the scar is on Yan Xiaohan's shoulder, but he has Heart tensed after a while.
After a moment of silence, he gently touched the unresolved redness and swelling on the edge of the wound with his dry fingertips: "Does it hurt?"
Yan Xiaohan smiled, "If I say pain, do you have any candy?"
Fu Shen gave an inexplicable "uh" and suddenly lowered his head. Yan Xiaohan only felt that a soft and warm touch lingered on the wound for a moment. The newly tender flesh was extremely sensitive. A little tingling was like a flame meeting hot oil and dry wood, and the heat swept through his body. His limbs, muscles and bones were on the verge of trembling, and his voice was instantly hoarse: "Jingyuan... What are you doing?"
"Take your bath," Fu Shen straightened up, raised his hand and slapped his bare back lightly, scolding nonchalantly, "You dare to jump into the river with your injuries on your body, just in case you get soaked. , you will cry in the future."
Yan Xiaohan couldn't bear to throw the towel into the basin, but Fu Shen took the towel from his hand, dipped it in the hot water, wiped it slowly down the back of his neck, and said in a low voice, "Don't move. ."
If it wasn't for coming to him, Yan Xiaohan's status as a small court in the south of the Yangtze River would not have brought him the drudgery of going to the front line anyway.
This injury is deeply for Fu.
"Does it hurt?" Yan Xiaohan gradually came to understand that if he had a tail behind him, he would probably be up in the sky by now: "This little injury can be exchanged for you to kiss, then..."
Fu Shen said, "Do you dare to continue talking?"
"Don't dare, don't dare," Yan Xiaohan turned sideways and looked at him with a smile, "Knowing that Marquis is distressed, I will definitely be more careful in the future."
Fu Shen looked at him suspiciously, and had a hunch that he might have something more to say.
Sure enough, Yan Xiaohan deftly grabbed his wrist, lowered his head and pecked on the back of his hand, raised his eyes and said warmly, "I can't bear to make you feel bad."