Li Changtian was sitting in the prison car, with one leg bent and his elbow resting on his knee.
He stared at Yan Shu and Zhong Li in the distance through the gap between the two wooden pillars of the prison cart.
Li Changtian also knew that it was wrong for him to do this, but he just couldn't look away.
For no apparent reason, he felt restless, bored, restless.
In the distance, Yan Shu nodded frequently, probably saying something to Zhongli about your peace of mind, and he knew at a glance that he extended a helping hand again.
Li Changtian couldn't help thinking.
Yan Shu is really a gentle, considerate, kind and generous person.
When I first crossed over, I didn't know how to ride a horse, I didn't know etiquette, and I didn't even know how to tie a very simple hair.
Fortunately, it was Yan Shu who met, if it was someone else, he would have regarded himself as a fool and disliked him.
Over there, Zhong Li smiled gratefully at Yan Shu, folded his hands together, bowed and saluted.
Although Zhongli entered the court of love and moon, he was a son of a noble family after all, and his every move reveals the words "knowledge and courtesy", which complements Yan Shu, who is also gentle and self-effacing.
Li Changtian stared at the two of them for a while, then silently put down his faceless bent legs, straightened his back, and sat in a relaxed posture.
Li Changtian suddenly felt a sense of loss.
He remembered talking with Zhongli before, Zhongli said that three years ago, he lived with Yanshu for more than half a month, and did some chores for Yanshu to serve tea and pour water.
He was also rescued by Yan Shu, and he didn't seem to have done anything for Yan Shu, instead he kept bothering him.
Li Changtian felt more and more uneasy and depressed. He unconsciously pinched the bones of his right finger with his left hand. In a daze, he thought of Shen Yushu talking to him.
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"Yan Shu is very masculine! And he had a relationship with the master of the Moon Pavilion before!"
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click.
Li Changtian's finger bones suddenly made a crisp sound.
"Fuck, shit, shit, it hurts." Li Changtian gasped and rubbed his hands in a panic.
Thinking too much about things makes me hurt myself.
"What happened?"
A voice of concern sounded.
Li Changtian was terrified all over, looked up and saw Yan Shu approaching at some time.
Li Changtian couldn't help feeling a little depressed.
What a coincidence, Yan Shu came back just when he was being stupid!
"It's okay, it's okay." Li Changtian coughed lightly to cover up, seeing that Yan Shu was alone, he asked, "Where's Zhongli?"
"He has returned to Baidi City." Yan Shu said.
"Huh? Isn't he going to the capital with you?" Li Changtian was inexplicably relieved.
"Go to the capital with me?" Yan Shu wondered, "Why do you ask?"
"Huh? When you met him in Jinsefang before, didn't you say you wanted to take him back to the capital?" Li Changtian said sourly.
"Ah..." Yan Shu remembered.
At that time, he thought that after leaving Baidi City, he would live in Shuofang for a long time, thinking that the mansion in the capital would be empty as well, so it would be convenient for Zhong Litu.
"I thought that Zhongli wanted to go back to Beijing to take the imperial examination, so I mentioned this matter, but he didn't mean that, but settled down in Baidi City, don't get me wrong." Yan Shu explained.
"Misunderstanding? What is the misunderstanding?" Li Changtian asked.
"I misunderstood that I had an affair with him." Yan Shu explained solemnly.
If someone else mentioned this kind of thing, they would say some reproaches and jokes.
However, Yan Shu looked serious and serious, and spoke frankly, with a clear conscience.
This actually made Li Changtian feel guilty: "I didn't... I didn't misunderstand..."
"That's good." Yan Shu nodded.
The army was about to leave. As the deputy commander, Yan Shu naturally had many things to do. He had just finished saying this when he was called away by the soldiers who came over.
Li Changtian watched Yan Shu leave, thinking about their conversation just now.
Yan Shu felt that he would misunderstand his relationship with Zhongli.
That is to say, in Yan Shu's view, it is only common for men to love men.
Perhaps, Yan Shu and Zhong Li never had a dewy relationship.
But at least it is possible for him to like a man.
That being the case...
Is there any possibility that I will be liked by him
"Damn it! What am I thinking about!" Li Changtian put his head in his hands, and slammed hard on the wooden railing of the prison cart, startling the little guards beside him.
One leaf knows autumn, Li Changtian held his head in his hands, and stood there for a long time without moving.
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At night, Yan Shu took Li Changtian from the prison car to his tent as usual, this time he didn't even bother to give an excuse, the guards didn't ask anyway.
The two sat by the bonfire, Yan Shu changed the medicine for Li Changtian's wound, and suddenly saw his forehead was red and a lump was faintly swollen.
Yan Shu frowned: "What happened to your forehead?"
"Ah? Oh, the forehead." Li Changtian was staring at Yan Shu, suddenly came back to his senses, and looked away guiltily, "Ahem, I accidentally bumped into it."
"Bumped into it?" Yan Shu was puzzled.
"Well, it's okay, just a small injury." Li Changtian said.
Yan Shu got up and left, asked the doctor accompanying the army for medicine to reduce swelling and stasis, and took it back for Li Changtian.
There was mint in the ointment, and it was icy and cool after applying it. Yan Shu touched Li Changtian's injured forehead with his fingertips, and rubbed it for Li Changtian very lightly.
Li Changtian glanced at him secretly from time to time, then quickly withdrew his gaze and looked down at the ground.
"Okay." Yan Shu gave Li Changtian good medicine and stood up, "Go and rest."
"Where are you going?" Li Changtian raised his head and asked.
"Wash your hands." Yan Shu replied, his hands were covered with residual ointment.
When Yan Shu came back after washing his hands, he found Li Changtian standing in front of the bonfire instead of going into the tent to rest.
"What's wrong?" Yan Shu walked up to him and asked.
"How is your injury?" Li Changtian asked worriedly, pointing to Yan Shu's right hand wrapped around the white cloth.
"I've always been cautious, and I never made the injury worse. It's already fine." Yan Shu replied.
"That's good." Li Changtian hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I packed the tent just now, but it was very clean and tidy before. I just spread the quilt and see if you can sleep comfortably. If you don't If you like it, I will make it as it was.”
Yan Shu: "..."
Yan Shu looked at Li Changtian and asked, "Li Changtian, what's wrong with you?"
Li Changtian: "... I... I, that's..."
Li Changtian stumbled and stuttered for a long time, and said, "You treat me so well, so I have to treat you better!"
Yan Shu: "..."
After Li Changtian finished speaking, he immediately lowered his head, wishing he could bury himself in the soil on the spot.
Fuck, what the hell is he talking about! ! !
The night is low, the moon is clear and the wind is clear, the sky and the earth are quiet, and the dry firewood makes a soft "cracking" sound in the fire.
Li Changtian waited for Yan Shu's response for a long time, so he collected his emotions and looked up depressedly.
The light of fire danced on Yan Shu's clear face, and the moonlight shone in his slightly surprised eyes. After meeting Li Changtian's eyes in the air, Yan Shu suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.
Everything was silent, and Li Changtian lost his mind for a moment.
The origin of all sounds is born from the heart.
Seeing the green hills, sighing that the peaks and ridges stand tall.
Seeing the sea, sighing the surging waves.
Seeing all living beings, sighing that each returns to its roots.
Why did I only see that person.
Can not speak, dare not speak.
Full of thoughts, hard to say.
Li Changtian completely understood.
The sky is not old, the love is endless, the thoughts are like cobwebs, and the threads are tangled into knots.
He likes Yanshu.
"Li Changtian?"
"Ah? What? What's wrong?!" Hearing Yan Shu calling him, Li Changtian suddenly came back to his senses, and looked away in panic.
"Rest." Yan Shu smiled.
"Oh, that's right, it's time to sleep." Li Changtian responded indiscriminately, turned around, and yawned in a disguised manner, "I'm so sleepy, I'm so sleepy that I'm in a trance."
The two were about to enter the tent to lie down, when suddenly some soldiers came to look for Yan Shu.
"Master Yan, Master Qin has something urgent to discuss with you."
"Huh? I'll go right away."
Yan Shu responded, told Li Changtian to rest quickly, and then hurried to Qin Jueming's tent.
Before the bonfire, Qin Jueming put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky with a heavy heart.
Yan Shu stepped forward and saluted: "Father."
"Shu'er, you're here." Qin Jueming responded, and handed the Feige letter he had just received to Yan Shu.
Yan Shu took it, unfolded it, and frowned.
The war in Shuofang is urgent.
The disappearance of the Princess Heqin, the death of Ashinabale, and the bloody battle in Baidi City completely enraged Beidi Khan. He uttered harsh words, which would inevitably trample the Central Plains with blood.
Although Han Ya died, his actions made it impossible for Beidi and the Central Plains to live in peace.
"The emperor urgently summoned you and me to return to Beijing to discuss countermeasures." Qin Jueming sighed, "Tomorrow, the large army will be returned to Beijing under the leadership of my deputy general. You and I will hurry back to Beijing first."
Yan Shu nodded, his eyes dimmed.
In this way, he should be separated from Li Changtian again.
"Shu'er." Qin Jueming seemed to sense Yan Shu's thoughts, and smiled, "Brother Changtian, come with us."
"What?!" Yan Shu looked up in surprise, "He is walking with us?"
"Yes, the emperor wants to meet him."
"Why, is it because of the crime of killing the royal family?" Yan Shu was worried.
Qin Jueming glanced at him, patted his shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, go and rest."
Yan Shu had no choice but to get up and leave.
Dressed in moonlight, Yan Shu walked towards the tent in silence.
When he returned to the tent, he found that Li Changtian was still awake.
Yan Shu: "Why do you..."
Li Changtian: "It's not that I don't want to sleep, you haven't come back, I can't sleep at all."
There was more helplessness in Yan Shu's eyes.
Li Changtian didn't sleep anyway, so Yan Shu told him about going back to Beijing to meet the Holy One tomorrow.
"Hiss." Li Changtian took a deep breath and became worried, "The emperor wants to see me? Is he going to cut me off and take my head? Yanshu, can I still live? I was not afraid of death at first, but just now... I suddenly thought Alive."
Yan Shu said, "Don't worry."
After that, he added another sentence: "I will definitely not let you have an accident, go to sleep."
"En." Li Changtian replied, lay down and closed his eyes to rest.
Yan Shu lay down on Li Changtian's side. Although he also closed his eyes, he couldn't fall asleep.
In the world, the wind and cloud are treacherous, and the world is covered with an impenetrable fog.
When Shuofang was still at peace, Li Changtian once said that he was going to serve in the army, Yan Shu originally wanted to go with him.
After all, it is the same to guard him wherever he goes.
But now that the border is in turmoil and wars are raging, going to Shuofang will undoubtedly put Xiang Shang's head on the knife's edge.
Moreover, the court is not stable now, and the emperor is exhausted in dealing with various factions, so he must want to keep a cronie like Yan Shu in the capital to help him.
Where should he and Li Changtian go
Yan Shu opened his eyes and turned to look over.
Li Changtian slept peacefully and breathed shallowly.
Yan Shu suddenly made up his mind.
No matter what, he will never put Li Changtian in danger again.