Fang Linyuan himself noticed that his gaze was straight, stiff and straightforward, but he couldn't take it off Zhao Pu's face.

He moved his eyes, but he couldn't move them, and for a moment he looked like a thief who had been caught and appeared, and he couldn't even find a place to hide.

…… It must be frozen. Fang Linyuan thought to himself.

Thinking like this, he moved his lips, wanting to say something to ease the suspicion that his eyes were not innocent enough.

However, as soon as he tried to make a sound, two slight coughs came out of his throat.

This time it's frozen.

He rushed back and forth in the cold wind for a long time, sweating lightly and being dried by the wind and snow, and his body was so cold that it was inevitable that his throat itched, and he coughed twice.

But Zhao Pu, who saw the mask, immediately frowned.

Immediately after, a slightly chilled palm was pressed against his forehead.

"I don't have a fever." Fang Linyuan hurriedly said. "Why are you so squeamish? If you blow a little wind, you will get frostbite. ”

Zhao Pu's palm was attached to his forehead, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he took it back.

But the two of them were so close that when he withdrew his hand, the slightly cool fingertips just rubbed against the root of Fang Linyuan's ear.

Fang Linyuan trembled for no reason, and his neck shrank with him.

…… It's too close.

Although Zhao Pu's hand that wiped his ear was taken away, Zhao Pu's face was still very close to him. When he spoke again, the itching in his ears did not disappear, and then the vibration of Zhao Pu's voice sounded, and for a while, it was like boiling oil into a fire, which made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

"Then we shouldn't have emptied the wagon and sent it out." I just listened to Zhao Pu say. "If I'm not here, how will you spend the night?"

Zhao Puruo is not here......

Fang Linyuan moved his hands and feet crampedly and awkwardly, but all he touched around was soft fur.

He probably wouldn't be like this as if he had been cooked in boiling oil.

Fang Linyuan moved cautiously twice, and did not answer Zhao Pu's question, but cautiously raised his eyes to look at him and said, "...... You can let me go. ”

Zhao Pu in front of him was also stunned.

The male fox, who has always been at ease, doesn't seem to realize it. I saw that he lowered his eyes slightly, and saw that he was hugging the other party a little arrogantly, and then his gaze was slightly paused.

For a moment, although he had no expression on his face, he neatly withdrew his arm and quickly retreated: "...... I'm sorry. ”

The cold wind was rolling outside the window, and Fang Linyuan didn't know that Zhao Pu's heart at this time was no better than the wind and snow outside the car.

It is like a painted ghost who accidentally shows a fox's tail and fangs, and his heart is like a drum in front of the scholar, for fear that he will be afraid, disgusted, and timidly hide away.

He quickly leaned to the side, the hand hidden in his sleeve tightened, and the slight blooming green tendons concealed his panic and embarrassment at this time.

Fang Linyuan couldn't see this, he could only feel that the strength wrapped around him suddenly disappeared, causing the overwhelming warmth to fade a little, allowing a bit of uncomfortable cold to invade him immediately.

He was so strange, as if he instinctively longed for someone's hug.

He wrapped his fur curtly and asked Zhao Pu next to him, "Are you cold?" ”

I saw Zhao Pu shaking his head.

His carriage was small, and there were a lot of things stuffed to protect him from the cold, which made the space even more cramped.

So, even though the two of them seemed to be deliberately keeping their distance, they still touched each other's shoulders and arms, and in a few breaths, the breaths of the two were entangled.

Fang Linyuan finally found a topic in the sound of his heartbeat.

"Everything in the wagon was distributed to the soldiers, and it was fine." He continued Zhao Pu's question just now and said. "When I was at the border, I saw a lot more cold weather than this, and I knew how to deal with it."

I saw Zhao Pu next to him turning his head slightly to look at him.

"Really?" After a moment, he asked.

The atmosphere between the two finally became a little more natural, and Fang Linyuan gradually talked more.

"That's nature! The winter in the Tiger Prison was extremely cold, and the snow could block the door of the military tent overnight. We spent the night in armor, and the next morning we were able to get up and dig up the snow outside the tent. ”

Speaking of these, Fang Linyuan's eyes seemed to have stars. Zhao Xuan watched him speak, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

"I'm afraid you don't even know if you're hot, it's all your own." Seeing that Fang Linyuan gradually became more talking, Zhao Pu laughed lightly and said softly.

"How is that possible!" Fang Linyuan blurted out.

But immediately, he remembered that day in the post house that he was drenched in the rain and had a low fever, and his expression gradually became a little weak.

"For a person so young, a few times of fever is nothing." He said curtly.

"I didn't mean to reproach you." But I listened to Zhao Pu on the side and said.

Fang Linyuan turned his head and saw Zhao Pu looking at him.

"I mean, you're amazing." I just listened to Zhao Pu say.

“…… What? Fang Linyuan was slightly stunned.

I saw Zhao Pu looking at him, the cold wind and snow outside the window knocked on the car window, and Zhao Pu's voice was soft and warm like an osmanthus flower falling on the ground on an autumn night, clear and soft.

"You will be sick because you are mortal in the flesh, and in mortal flesh, so it is." He said.

"But you can stay in such a cold and snowy night, and take back the cities in the hands of the barbarians one by one, it is you who are doing great things with your mortal body."

Fang Linyuan saw Zhao Pu stretch out his hand again.

He seems to be very fond of touching his hair, and I don't know what to touch.

Zhao Pu's hand fell on the top of his hair again.

This is an act that happens to be on the verge of intimacy, not far away, not close, but there is a kind of soft and moisturizing silent flirting.

Fang Linyuan seemed to be a little addicted, so he didn't hide away.

I heard Zhao Pu say again.

"So, you're a great guy." He said. "But I'm here, and you don't have to suffer like this anymore."

——

Fang Linyuan said a lot to Zhao Pu that night.

As soon as he talked about the Tiger Prison, his conversation box seemed to be closed, and Zhao Pu also happened to be an extremely patient listener, so that he went all the way from the wind and snow of the Tiger Prison

, to his childhood playmate, and then to his next few thrilling battles, all of them were told to Zhao Pu.

The cold wind howled outside the window, and the sound was so fierce that it made the carriage tremble, and the sound of blowing through the jungle and the gap between the windows was as sharp as a wolf's howl.

On such a dangerous snowy night, Fang Linyuan understood that he should be vigilant.

But he sat next to Zhao Pu, but he became more and more sleepy.

So much so that at some point, he fell asleep beside Zhao Pu in a daze.

I didn't know that when he fell asleep, he was crooked on Zhao Pu's shoulder.

Zhao Pu was still awake at that time.

He heard the voices spoken beside him grow slower and weaker, fading away from being heard.

And the weight on his shoulders gradually sank.

Then, it was Fang Linyuan's gentle breathing, gently brushing his hair.

Zhao Pu tilted his head slightly and lowered his eyes to look at him.

From his line of sight, he could just see Fang Linyuan's crow-like eyelashes.

That calm and peaceful appearance gave Zhao Pu an illusion, as if Fang Linyuan was snuggling up to him, as if he was snuggling next to the wind-blocking mountain range in a cold night, leaning on him.

He must be the one who can reassure him, right?

Zhao Pu didn't know where he got his confidence, perhaps because Fang Linyuan was born with such a frank appearance, which made him feel the slightest grace.

At least for now, he's on him.

Zhao Pu looked at Fang Linyuan, and suddenly wanted to get close to him uncontrollably. He tilted his head slightly, and his cheek gradually leaned against the top of Fang Linyuan's head, touching his soft hair.

It was at this moment that Fang Linyuan moved slightly.

Zhao Pu stiffened.

He had ill intentions and was a thief, so much so that he was worried that Fang Linyuan would be woken up by himself for the first time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his uncontrollably attracted and somewhat funny appearance.

However, Fang Linyuan, who was leaning on his shoulder, only moved his body slightly, and then leaned most of his body into his arms.

His face sank into the soft fur, and his shoulder slightly touched the edge of Zhao Pu's wound, a little painful, but more of it was a numbness that spread out, as if it had taken control of his body.

Then, he heard Fang Linyuan's half-asleep dream.

"Zhao Pu ......"

The voice was very soft, and it was blown away by the sound of wind and snow outside, but Zhao Pu still heard it.

He hummed slightly, trying to respond to him, but afraid to wake him up.

"Well, I'm here." He said.

Fang Linyuan didn't answer him, just buried his face deeper in his shoulders.

"Zhao Pu ......"

When he rubbed around, he called Zhao Pu's name again.

This time, Zhao Pu was numb even with that beating heart.

It was as if all the senses were responding and shouting, cowardly and crazy, with a soft soreness in the numbness, soaking all his bones and dragging them to life, making his soul pull his body and scream.

He's dependent on him, right? When he was half-asleep and most vulnerable and defenseless, he was calling his name.

For Zhao Pu, this made him palpitate more than his wife and wife.

No way...... Cold titles, he also needs.

There is no conflict between the two.

After all, he is his wife, so he can snuggle up to him and hug him like this. On such a snowy winter night, he was the only one by Fang Linyuan's side, and he could only be him.

That night, the greedy thief gets his hands on the treasure he has always dreamed of.

He hung his head slightly, his cheek touching the top of his hair, and spent the night hugging and snuggling up to his treasure.

——

The wind and snow stopped overnight, and the weather was fine for the next few days, and even though there was still snow on the road, they continued to move smoothly.

Three days later, they arrived in the capital.

As a businessman, Zhu Gongzi has other things to do, so he is naturally separated from Fang Linyuan here. And Fang Linyuan entered the imperial city non-stop and went to the emperor to reply first.

He remembered his decision to avoid it.

So the content of his reinstatement was very simple, only talking about the whole process of review and arrest, and the rest was not clear, only saying that Master Heng was responsible.

He didn't know Heng Feizhang, and Emperor Hongyou didn't seem to suspect it.

Seeing that he was just right to show his tiredness, Emperor Hongyou was very lenient, raised his hand and asked him to go back to rest, and if there was anything in the future, he would be summoned to the palace again.

Fang Linyuan bowed his head and saluted, and responded.

Although he knew that it was just a guess, when he turned around and left the palace, Yu Guang couldn't help but sweep over the king on the high platform.

He was peaceful, kind, and generous, and rarely showed anger.

Is it really Your Majesty? Take the common people and officials as a child's play, and use benevolence and tolerance as a disguise?

He didn't want to be suspicious, but he couldn't help but be wary.

He didn't speak, his face didn't move, he only maintained that tired state, and went all the way out of the imperial city.

He looked up and saw the blue sky in Shangjing City, which was divided by wide streets and buildings, and suddenly felt a little tired.

He wanted to go home and rest for a while...... Or go to Huaiyu Pavilion and meet Zhao Pu.

Fang Linyuan suddenly felt a little like an arrow.

He only thought that after he had been out for a long time, it was reasonable for him to be homesick, but when he rushed back to the house, he didn't go back to Fuguangxuan for the first time, but stopped in front of Huaiyu Pavilion.

Shangjing City is also gradually about to enter winter, most of the golden leaves on the branches have fallen off, and the osmanthus trees in front of Huaiyu Pavilion have almost withered, only a few golden cinnamon flowers embellished on the branches can be seen sporadically, and there is a kind of depression of wealth and nobility.

"Go and tell the princess that I'm back." Fang Linyuan said to the maid in front of the door.

But the maid stopped where she was, and did not move, but looked at him with some hesitation.

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