Zhao Pu's bones are very cold, and he was born with a heart that is high above and dustless under his eyes. This makes few people enter his eyes, and more than ten years of time rarely give birth to desires that make him uncontrollable.

He was an indestructible man, but he was born in a well-planned plan, and slammed into a Fang Linyuan.

For a time, the mountain fire was raging, and it was so powerful that it almost swallowed him up.

Luckily, it was still raining.

He persuaded Fang Linyuan to go back, and he returned to the outside of the stable. The merchants and coachmen in the shed, who were still busy, laughed as they watched him return, and said that his method had worked, and that the wind had not shaken the tarpaulin they had laid out in the slightest.

Zhao Pu's ears were only filled with the sound of dripping rain.

It was clearly such a violent storm, but it didn't seem to be big enough. The fine and cold raindrops fell on the place where Fang Linyuan was clinging to just now, almost dripping from his soaked robe, but it still couldn't wash away the warm touch that had been left there.

The skin soaked in the rain was more sensitive, so much so that through the thin clothes, he could feel Fang Linyuan's healthy and flexible texture, as well as the blood veins rolling under the skin.

Zhao Pu's throat slid up and down with the sound of blood flowing.

He clung to him, through the wet clothes that were not at all blocked, as if skin was against skin.

Zhao Pu's breathing sank again.

His hand holding the handle of the umbrella couldn't help but tighten, and his finger bones were like the fangs of a coiled serpent that were unbearably exposed.

And there are some truths that also appeared in his mind at this moment.

It turns out that the urge to have another person is not only produced by the heart.

It had already controlled all of his limbs, criing out, instinctively wanting to get close to him, as it had just done, or deeper than it had just been.

Zhao Pu slowly closed his eyes.

——

By the time they had sorted out the grain and grass and returned to the post house after confirming that they were in order, the officers and soldiers in the hall had already finished their meals and had all gone back to their rooms to rest.

The post officer greeted him with a smile and said that the hot dishes and soup had been sent to their room, and they could eat freely in the room after changing their clothes. The kitchen was also hot water, and it had been carried upstairs, and in each room there was a large bucket for keeping the cold away.

By the time he got back to his room, it was completely dark. The wooden barrel through a screen was steaming, Zhao Pu glanced at the food on the table lightly, then changed his clothes first and stepped into the wooden barrel.

Zhao Pu really seemed to need to take a bath to ease his spirits and suppress his surging blood and bones.

But...... He had forgotten that the water in the inn was also hot.

In addition to relieving cold and fatigue, it can especially invigorate blood.

The moment the warm water touched his skin, Zhao Pu's brows furrowed even tighter.

His mind was full of Fang Linyuan's appearance, and with the help of warm steam, the heat under his skin and flesh seemed to be even worse.

Fortunately, Fang Linyuan was not here.

There was no one around, and Zhao Xuan couldn't control the anxiety, thirst and self-loathing in his heart anymore, so he simply let them go and let them spread and grow in the diffuse mist.

He is vile and greedy at the same time. There is no law under heaven that forbids the despicable to look up to the light of heaven, nor has it ever stipulated that the bright light of heaven belongs to no one.

What's more, he is still Fang Linyuan's wife.

This realization actually allowed Zhao Pu to find a tolerable rationality for his desires at this time.

As a husband and wife, it should not be too much to think about anything. Even if he is not a woman with the ability to give birth, since marrying into the Hou Mansion, he has never committed the sin of seven outs.

Why can't he crave such a bright person?

Zhao Pu's eyebrows gradually loosened, and in his place he gradually loosened the barrel rim of his self-taught hand.

But at that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Pu was stunned.

“…… Who? When he raised his voice again, his voice was hoarse with a bit of irritation after being disturbed.

But the man outside the door carefully pasted it to the door panel.

"It's me!"

It was Fang Linyuan, and he also made a special trip to lower his voice, which sounded lively, clean and cautious.

"Open the door, I've got something for you!"

——

Even if he returned to the room first, Fang Linyuan was still very worried about whether Zhao Pu would catch a cold.

He had dinner with the non-commissioned officers, and after the soldiers and generals went back to their bedrooms to rest, they were also led to the room on the third floor by the post officer.

This inn is not very big, and it can barely accommodate their group. The soldiers downstairs all lived in one room with two or three people, and the bedrooms left for the merchants were relatively simple and narrow.

Fang Linyuan's room was spacious, with a thick futon on the bed, and a bathroom and a small study separated by a screen.

"The general will see what is still missing, just order the subordinates." The post officer said with a smile on the side.

Fang Linyuan was never picky about living and the like, he only glanced around the room, and then smiled at the post officer: "It's good everywhere, my lord bothered." ”

"The general doesn't have to be polite." The post officer laughed. "Then the lower official will not disturb the general's rest, and the lower official will retire."

As he spoke, he exited Fang Linyuan's bedroom. When he turned around and was about to leave, he heard Fang Linyuan stop him: "Wait, my lord." ”

When the post officer turned around, he saw Fang Linyuan and asked, "The few members accompanying me today have been drenched in the rain for a long time outside, and they are also troubled to prepare two more futons for them. ”

Hearing this, the post officer paused slightly, and then smiled apologetically: "The general is thoughtful. It's just that...... Our post house is really a little simple, and the people who have just gone down have counted all the quilts in the warehouse, but it is just enough for all the soldiers. ”

Speaking of this, as if he was afraid that Fang Linyuan would be unhappy, he added: "Why don't you go and even out some futons from the lower ranks?" Adults and staff are tired from a long day's work, so it's time to have a good rest......"

Hearing him say this, Fang Linyuan immediately shook his head.

If you want to even out the bedding, it is nothing more than to take the clothes of these officials in the post house for them to use. The wind and rain outside have not stopped until now, even in the post house, it is not warm, even if he is here at this time, he can feel chills all over his body.

If you take other people's quilts again, it will be too difficult for strong people.

Thinking of this, Fang Linyuan seemed to even have an itchy nose, and before he could say anything, he sneezed first.

"General?" The post officer was immediately a little nervous.

"I'm fine." Fang Linyuan raised his hand and rubbed his nose indifferently, and said to him with a smile. "There's nothing superfluous, so forget it. Your Excellency has been working hard for so long, so it's too much trouble for you, so let's go back and rest first. ”

The post officer said a few words to Fang Linyuan, and told him to keep warm and rest, before turning around and leaving.

Seeing that the post official went straight downstairs, Fang Linyuan turned around.

But a sneeze that made his head a little dizzy, and the post officer was nervous, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

He glanced around, but instead focused on the futon on his bed.

The cluster is new and thick, and it must have been specially prepared for him.

But he has always been used to being in the extremely cold tiger prison, and his body has always been hot, although it is raining today, but his head hurts a little, and his body is slightly cold.

It's good to get some sleep.

But Zhao Pu was drenched in such a heavy rain today, and his robe was soaked.

Looking at the bedding, Fang Linyuan remembered for no reason that day, when Zhao Pu fell ill in Huaiyu Pavilion, his pale expression and frowning brows.

Fang Linyuan's eyebrows also wrinkled.

Zhao Pu is very sick.

Thinking like this, he leaned over and picked up the quilt and sneaked to Zhao Pu's door.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Pu was bathing.

He waited outside the door for a while before the door opened. Before I could raise my head, there was a faint hot and humid steam rushing to my face.

He raised his eyes and saw Zhao Pu, who was full of moisture, standing in front of him.

I saw that his wet hair was scattered over his shoulders, a snow-white bedgown hung on his body, and his sharp collarbones and chest covered with a layer of tight muscles faintly peeked out of the loose neckline of the bedgown, white and tight.

Fang Linyuan instantly recalled the touch when he crashed into his arms.

The heat was about to steam the roots of Fang Linyuan's ears red.

He only felt that the steam was misty, and the steaming made him more and more dizzy, and his vision was a little glazed.

He held the quilt in his arms, like the furry chest of a chick, and when he shrunk his neck, he covered his ears and cheeks tightly.

But I didn't know that the small half of my cheeks were a little red.

I saw Zhao Xuan pause slightly, and then his eyes fell on him: "What are you doing holding the quilt?" ”

"Ah...... I ......"

Fang Linyuan hesitated for a moment, and it wasn't until he looked into the quilt that he said the complete words.

"My bedding there is very thick, and seeing that you are raining today, I want to exchange it with you."

As he spoke, a pair of eyes lifted up from the soft quilt, carefully avoiding the scenery on Zhao Xuan's body, and looked straight at his face, so honest that it showed a little pity.

"Are you still washing? I'll leave when I'm done changing, and I won't bother you. ”

——

Fang Linyuan's heart couldn't help but pound, and he was a little embarrassed to run.

But seeing that Zhao Pu was silent for a moment, he turned sideways slightly, and let him in: "It's okay, I'm done washing, let's come in first." ”

Fang Linyuan slipped into Zhao Pu's room with the quilt in his arms.

Somehow, such a normal thing as taking a bath fell on Zhao Pu's body, and it was inexplicably a little charming. So much so that Fang Linyuan entered the room

After that, his eyes didn't dare to glance at the bathroom behind the screen.

This kind of charm made Fang Linyuan feel embarrassed inexplicably, and even had to cover it up with a casual busy gesture.

He glanced around the room and said, "You're a little little little here." ”

I only heard Zhao Pu hum, and while pulling the cloth towel next to him to wipe his hair, he sat down on the couch by the window and said, "This official post is not big, and it is already the post officer's dedication to make it like this." ”

Fang Linyuan nodded thoughtfully, leaned over and put the quilt on Zhao Pu's bed, and touched the original quilt on his head again: "It's thicker than you here!" ”

As he spoke, he changed his hands and tried to roll up Zhao Pu's original quilt and take it away, looking from behind, like a little squirrel moving a nest.

It's just that the waist of this little squirrel is thin, and it is bound by a leather belt into a narrow and flexible shape. As he bent down, a smooth and smooth line of his back flowed all the way down, just submerging into the slim leather belt.

The warm and humid water vapor was still swirling around Zhao Pu's body.

"Okay, sit down for a while, don't be busy."

Zhao Xuan's subordinates clenched the cloth towel that wiped his hair, and couldn't help but interrupt him with words.

The furniture in this room is sparse, and there is only one bed and one bed in total. He sat down on the couch, and Fang Linyuan had no place to sit, so he could only sit straight on his bed.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Fang Linyuan turned around, saw the soup and dishes on the couch table, and asked.

Zhao Xuan looked sideways at the dinner on the table, nodded after a slight pause, and said, "I'm not hungry, I'll eat later." ”

His tone was calm and gentle, and what he said was not suspicious at all.

Only the hand resting on his side curled his fingers slightly, as if he was a little weak.

After all, he couldn't tell the truth, saying that he had only briefly touched him when he was holding an umbrella for himself, and he had lost his consciousness and went crazy when he got back to his room.

…… Not to mention, when he was about to go crazy, he was interrupted by his knock on the door.

Zhao Pu's expression was calm, but only he knew that when he was telling this lie, he was still adjusting his breathing in the relatively quiet atmosphere at this time.

Unexpectedly, this lie came into his ears, and Fang Linyuan was a little worried.

"No appetite?" He said. "You don't have a fever, do you?"

Zhao Pu was about to shake his head, but saw that Fang Linyuan had already stepped forward, and stretched out his hand to reach out to his forehead.

Other...... Don't get too close to him, his hot blood hasn't subsided yet.

As soon as Fang Linyuan took two steps, the place where Zhao Pu was touched by him today was like a burn mark, and it began to get faintly hot again.

Fang Linyuan's body temperature, the touch through his clothes, and his pulse and breathing...... Zhao Pu didn't have to close his eyes, as if he could feel it immediately.

He rolled his throat.

However, in a small room, there was a window behind him, and Zhao Pu couldn't even find a place to hide.

He had to watch Fang Linyuan come forward, his ruddy face became more and more lovely under the dirty gaze, and Fang Linyuan didn't realize it, and reached out to cover his forehead.

Unexpectedly, the dry palm was much hotter than his body temperature.

…… So hot?

Zhao Pu paused slightly, and looked up at Fang Linyuan.

And I saw that above his cheeks, there was a lovely redness.

It is clearly a flush caused by a fever.

On the other side, as soon as Fang Linyuan touched Zhao Pu's forehead, he found that his palms were cold.

Huh? Zhao Pu's body temperature is still so low, hasn't he just bathed?

Fang Linyuan looked puzzled, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but saw that Zhao Xuan's eyebrows tightened, and the next moment, the back of his hand was attached to his forehead.

It's a cool piece again, and it's still a little comfortable on the skin.

Zhao Pu is only afraid that it is really a snake, right? Fang Linyuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Why is it so hot?" But I heard Zhao Pu ask.

——

Fang Linyuan didn't expect that the person with the fever was actually himself.

It's also that he has always been used to crawling outside, and he doesn't pay attention to the wind and rain, and he never thought that a little rain would make him sick.

So, he didn't even change his wet clothes when he ate today, and then went back to the room after eating, if he hadn't come to send a quilt to Zhao Pu, he was afraid that he would have fallen asleep.

It doesn't matter, anyway, he is solid, even if he has a fever, he can sleep well.

But Zhao Pu cared more than him.

After confirming that his forehead was also hot, Zhao Pu's eyebrows never loosened.

The next moment, before he could speak, Fang Linyuan's wrist tightened.

I saw Zhao Xuan stand up, pull him and press him on the bed.

"I'm hot, and I don't even feel it?" I saw Zhao Xuan frowning and looking at him with lowered eyes.

…… Fierce.

This person has always been like a fox who has grown into a spirit, Su Ri either has a cold look on his face, or he has a treacherous appearance that does not smile, and he has never seen him so fierce.

Fang Linyuan himself was a little weak by him.

"It's just a bit of a headache when the wind blows, it's normal." As he spoke, he didn't forget to rub his itchy nose.

But Zhao Pu discovered his small movements.

I saw that his eyes sank again, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand and pulled his leather belt away.

Fang Linyuan was taken aback.

He covered his clothes and looked at Zhao Pu with round eyes in surprise: "What are you doing!" ”

"You don't take off your clothes when you sleep?" saw Zhao Pu ask him.

"Ah, I'll just go back to sleep." Fang Linyuan was divided.

But he saw Zhao Pu holding his leather belt with one hand, standing in front of him, his tall body blocked the lights of half of the bed, and a shadow full of oppression fell on him.

"Lie down first."

His brow was still furrowed, and he looked at him condescendingly, and his words became less.

Fang Linyuan didn't refute him again.

He took off his coat under Zhao Pu's gaze, leaned over and took off his boots, shrunk up a pair of long legs and sat on the bed, and looked up at Zhao Pu again: "Then where do you sleep?" ”

saw that Zhao Pu didn't speak, only pressed his shoulders and pressed him down on the bed.

"If you burn it like this, you still have to hold the quilt for me?" When he spoke again, Zhao Pu's tone was already a little helpless.

He doesn't know.

Fang Linyuan didn't dare to talk back, only a pair of black and bright eyes, blinked, and looked at Zhao Pu with some weakness.

Zhao Pu stopped making a sound, and only used the back of his hand to try his forehead, cheeks, and neck one by one, then pulled the quilt next to him and covered Fang Linyuan's body.

"It's not too hot, it's fine." He said.

In fact, even the quilt that Fang Linyuan brought was not very thick.

After all, just after summer, there are not many officials coming and going in such small post houses, so the materials are also very limited.

With a quilt on his body, Fang Linyuan didn't feel much warm, so he saw Zhao Pu pull another quilt and cover him tightly like a zongzi.

Fang Linyuan only showed a pair of eyes, and after seeing Zhao Pu cover him with the quilt, he walked away again.

Soon, he fetched a basin of warm water, in which lay a snow-white handkerchief.

Then I saw Zhao Pu put the basin on the side of the bed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and wrung the veil from the basin with his eyes down.

The lights were dim, and Zhao Pu's wet hair fell down from the side of her cheeks.

He didn't wear a skirt, but he still looked like a fox. But the fox's eyebrows were illuminated by the lights to show a sense of tranquility and tranquility, and it looked a little ......

Virtuous.

The sound of rushing water wrung in the quiet room, and after a while, Zhao Pu picked up a warm handkerchief, turned his head, and began to wipe his forehead and cheeks for him.

…… This method didn't seem to work, and Fang Linyuan felt that his neck was even hotter.

When he entered the room just now, he didn't dare to look at Zhao Pu's collar and chest, and now, he didn't even dare to look at Zhao Pu's face.

Fortunately, when the handkerchief wiped his cheeks, he heard Zhao Pu's voice soften.

"Close your eyes." He said.

Good!

Fang Linyuan quickly closed his eyes.

But the soft, warm cloth cloth gently brushed his face and gently brushed against his neck, and he seemed to have more difficulty holding it than when his eyes were open.

His eyelashes fluttered, and his heart pounded in his chest.

“…… Why do you want to wipe your face? He had no choice but to open his mouth and find useless gossip to distract himself.

"Fever reduces." I just listened to Zhao Pu say. "Didn't you have a fever before?"

Once upon a time...... I don't know, but Zhao Pu's voice is very good.

His eyes were closed, and it was pitch black before him, which made his hearing more and more acute.

Zhao Pu's clear and slightly low voice sounded in his ears, and as the warm cloth towel wiped it, it actually made him feel a little itchy.

"Ah......h

But his reaction seemed to have misunderstood Zhao Pu.

"If you're sleepy, go to sleep." He said. "I won't argue with you anymore."

As if he really thought he was sleepy, Zhao Pu's voice was softer again, with a slight breath, sounding a little dumb.

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