novelsmap Chapter 22
Chapter 22
Xiao Fan bit Shen Mu in pain.
Yes, it is to bite.
The breath overlapped, the young man's thin lips were hot, and the white teeth pressed against the skin, causing a tingling sensation when he exerted a little force.
But even so, Shen Mu could clearly feel that his body was getting hot//uncontrollably; his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes reflected Xiao Fan's deep brows and eyes that were magnified several times, his mind went blank, and he even forgot to breathe for a moment.
Until a hint of sweet smell came from the tip of his tongue, Shen Mu's body trembled, and he suddenly regained his senses and pushed the person away.
The fingertips slid across the lower lip, and the fingertips were indeed stained with scarlet.
In the dark night, Xiao Fan's black eyes were frighteningly bright, like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten for many days, Shen Mu's back felt chills as he stared fiercely.
The mouth was still hurting, Shen Mu thought that no matter how sick Xiao Fan was, he couldn't play hooligans like this. Seeing the person in front of him fall forward again, thinking that he was going to bite people indiscriminately again, he couldn't help being a little annoyed, and pressed his right hand against Xiao Fan. On the shoulder, "Xiao Fan! You bite me again—"
"Shen Zinian," Xiao Fan looked at Shen Mu with lowered eyebrows, his lips were still stained with his blood, and said bitterly, "Do you know that, facing that Potian above her head alone, she closed her eyes and waited for a whole night. "
"...you didn't show up."
"......fraud."
After rejecting the young man's hand, the bewilderment in Shen Mu's heart gradually became clear.
Xiao Fan didn't really think that if he wished on the stars to see him, he would appear instantly, right?
For a moment, Shen Mu didn't know whether to be angry or distressed.
"I didn't lie to Your Majesty, I went to find something for His Majesty today."
Knowing that the man was unconscious, Shen Mu still tried to reason with Xiao Fan; he wanted to find the hairpin that fell on the ground in the dark, but before he could turn around, he was dragged back by Xiao Fan.
The young man's face was slightly pale under the desolate moonlight, his bamboo-like fingers tugged on Shen Mu's waist//on the jade belt, his eyes flickered and his tone was cold, "Where are you going?"
At this time, Shen Mu had already started to seriously consider whether he should directly knock people out with a knife like last time; when he looked up at Xiao Fan's forehead and saw the fine drops of sweat oozing out, he sighed softly and still couldn't help himself.
"The gate of the palace is closed, and I have nowhere to go except Mingcheng Palace." Shen Mu moved forward, put the index fingers of both hands on Xiao Fan's temples, pressed them twice in circles, and said softly,
"Does Your Majesty still have a headache?"
Staring at him suspiciously, as if confirming that Shen Mu would really not leave, Xiao Fan's tense body suddenly relaxed, his head sank and fell directly on the man's shoulder, and he responded with a muffled voice,
"......pain."
I think no matter how painful it is, you can take advantage of the opportunity.Shen Mu looked at the heavy head on the right shoulder, and couldn't help cursing secretly in his heart. He didn't exert any force in his hand, and pressed his fingertips in circles on Xiao Fan's temple in a leisurely manner.
Xiao Fan closed his eyes and stopped talking, the tense atmosphere between the two slowly faded away; the tip of his nose was full of the sandalwood smell from Xiao Fan's body, Shen Mu was not comfortable being half-caged in someone's arms, but he could do it anyway Breathe easier now.
In the silence, Shen Mu's thoughts began to drift away.
"This is where he lived when he was a kid."
Granny Tian suffers from eye disease, and her legs and feet are not very convenient. She had to be supported all the way tremblingly, and she barely reached the corner at the end of the alley.
She raised her finger to the wasteland in front of her, and sighed again and again, "His mother's body was randomly set on fire in front of the house. After a few days, the child disappeared along with her."
In the dry and cracked wasteland, only weeds were overgrown. Shen Mu squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the extremely discordant pile of huge haystacks and stones a hundred paces away, not sure if it was the place where Xiao Fan lived for nearly ten years. .
The frightening thing about poverty is not only the lack of material, but the spiritual shortage deeply buried under the influence of long-term material poverty.
Grandma Tian told him that Xiao Fan never cried when he was a child, no matter what kind of injury he suffered, he always smiled when he met everyone.
"When his mother was just sick, he would go to other people's clinics, smiling flatteringly and begging for credit; after being kicked out several times, he stopped smiling at the people in the clinic."
Because the young man has already understood that a flattering smile cannot save others, let alone himself.
What you see in the book is incomparable to the shock brought by seeing is believing. Even if you just look at the desolation in front of you, Shen Mu can feel the grief and helplessness in Xiao Fan's heart when he sees his mother seriously ill but helpless.
The thin young man carried the cold corpse to the wasteland by himself, lit a fire beside the dead man with trembling hands, and watched the ashes drift away, leaving only a handful of ashes behind.
Before he even had time to make a memorial tablet for his mother, he was taken into the capital; and in the helpless palace, he dared not even call out his mother's name in his dreams, for fear that the maids in the palace would hear it and tell the queen.
Ten years later, the thin young man became the king of a country, and the power to control life and death made everyone around him fear him, fear him, and alienate him.
In Xiao Fan's life of nearly 20 years, from a child to a young man, and then to a decisive monarch, counting carefully, he never lived a single day of peace and happiness.
People in the world often say that he is bloodthirsty and ruthless, but if he has never tasted warmth in the world, why should he be expected to be considerate.
Thinking of this, Shen Mu only felt sad.
As the night faded and the sun rose, the morning light shone warmly around the sleeping two, as if covering them with a layer of golden light.
Xiao Fan who woke up first found himself lying in Shen Mu's arms, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the man's peaceful sleeping face.
The man with a clear face has beautiful features, and his white clothes reveal a slightly cool temperament. The only thing that is a bit abrupt is the extremely obvious wound on his light pink thin lips.
The wound doesn't look like it was caused when he stumbled, but it looks like...the tooth marks from someone else's bite.
Xiao Fan's eyes sank.
He had a headache last night, and he didn't even remember Shen Mu's presence; but the man's intuition told Xiao Fan that he should have bitten out the mark on Shen Mu's mouth.
As if feeling Xiao Fan's fiery gaze, Shen Mu in his sleep nodded his head unconsciously, struggling to open his eyes a little.
He was in a daze and hadn't woken up yet, and his consciousness was still stuck in last night when he was being massaged on his temples; facing Xiao Fan's black eyes, Shen Mu subconsciously patted the young man's forearm as a comfort, speaking with a little nasal.
"...Wake up now, won't your majesty stop sleeping for a while?"
After a cup of tea.
Shen Mu watched the goddess of the palace set a pair of bowls and chopsticks in front of him and Xiao Fan naturally, feeling a little complicated.
A rough calculation shows that the number of times he has stayed in Mingcheng Palace in recent days has almost caught up with the number of times he has slept in his own palace.
Jing Yan at the side ordered the others to retreat, and respectfully asked Xiao Fan whether to cancel today's morning court; after getting the approval, the young man immediately retreated, all the while lowering his eyes, without looking at Shen Mu.
The hairpin was quietly lying in the sleeve, Shen Mu raised his eyes and met Xiao Fan's inquiring gaze, turned around with a light sigh, and stated the facts to him with a calm expression.
"The wound on the minister's mouth was bitten by His Majesty."
"The clothes and belt on the minister's body were torn by His Majesty."
"But His Majesty didn't do anything to the minister."
Shen Mu couldn't understand the last sentence after he finished speaking. After thinking for a while, he decisively adjusted his words, "Of course, I didn't do anything to Your Majesty."
"No," the two looked at each other, Xiao Fan retorted without hesitation, staring straight at him, "Father Ya hugged the orphan all night."
Shen Mu, whose lower lip was still aching, was angry, "..."
If he was a woman, if he met someone like Xiao Fan who took advantage of everything and beat her up, he would spend a lot of money to hire a good thug, first wrap her in a sack, and then kick her hard a few times, so as to relieve her anger.
Today's day was special and he didn't care about him, Shen Mu took out the hairpin from his sleeve and pushed it in front of Xiao Fan, explaining the matter of yesterday's leave of absence from Beijing, and how he "coincidentally" met Xiao Huan. Make it clear.
Anger is anger, Shen Mu doesn't want to cause misunderstandings because of this trivial matter, and make Xiao Fan feel bad about him again.
Seeing the young man's displeased face gradually turn around, and his eyes staring at the hairpin in his hand without blinking, Shen Mu thought about it, and asked again,
"Your Majesty still remembers a person named 'Grandma Tian'?"
Xiao Fan's expression was slightly stagnant, and there was a flash of blankness in his eyes. It seemed that he had searched deep in his memory for a long time before suddenly realizing it. Looking at the word "Fan" that was about to be smoothed on the petals of the camellia in his hairpin, his voice was a little hoarse, "She... .....are you OK."
Hearing a trace of hesitation in the young man's words, Shen Mu looked directly at Xiao Fan's dodging eyes, "Whether it is good or not, His Majesty has to go and see it in person before making a judgment."
There are very few descriptions of Xiao Fan's youth in the book, and Grandma Tian didn't even appear; but Shen Mu could see the bond between Xiao Fan and the old man, and didn't want Xiao Fan to miss this opportunity.
His eyes were flickering, Xiao Fan was silent for a long time, he folded his palms and put away the hairpin, "Yafu thank her on behalf of Gu, Gu will not go."
The hesitation in the eyes of the young man was clearly seen by Shen Mu. He didn't understand what Xiao Fan was struggling with, but he knew that if Xiao Fan missed it, he would spend the rest of his life only looking at things and thinking about others, and he would never get out of his childhood memories.
Pointing to his heart, Shen Mu moved closer to Xiao Fan, "Your Majesty, not all silent contributions will be known; some feelings must be expressed personally, so that the other party can truly realize your intentions."
"Once many things are missed, there is no chance to start over."
"Will Father Ya stay with Gu?" The young man raised his eyes and said bluntly,
"I don't want to be alone."
Falling into Xiao Fan's fiery gaze, Shen Mu unconsciously clenched his hands under his long sleeves. Hearing himself hum, Shen Mu replied without hesitation, "Okay."
In order to reduce the target, Shen Mu and Xiao Fan chose to take the same carriage to Yaozhen.
The two sat on one side of the square carriage, Shen Mu leaned against the roller shutter window, frowned at the slightly loose black long gown, shrugged his nose, feeling weak all over.
Xiao Fan pulled his original clothes and belt so much last night that he couldn't look at them again, and when he was ordering someone to go back to the palace to bring a new set of clothes, Jing Fan was ordered to come over with several sets of clothes, all black gowns.
Although these clothes are new, the style of casual clothes is also appropriate, but the size and style are obviously cut according to Xiao Fan's favorite style, even the sandalwood fragrance on the clothes is exactly the same.
Shen Mu subconsciously wanted to refuse at that time, but Xiao Fan retorted back with a simple sentence of "Hurry up".
The dull black color is fine, but the faint sandalwood on the clothes kept rushing into his nose; in the carriage, Shen Mu clearly sat far enough away from Xiao Fan, but felt that his whole body was full of Xiao Fan's breath.
"Why," Xiao Fan, who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, said suddenly, "Wearing lonely clothes makes Yafu feel so uncomfortable?"
Shen Mu immediately said, "No, it's just the first time wearing clothes of the style and color with His Majesty, and I'm still getting used to it."
The young man snorted coldly, and did not shy away from what happened yesterday, "You have to get used to wearing the same clothes as Gu, but you don't have to wear the same clothes as Xiao Huan."
Except that they were all light-colored, Shen Mu didn't pay attention to what Xiao Huan was wearing; seeing that Xiao Fan cared, he said perfunctorily, "How can the Ninth Prince compare with Your Majesty?"
Opening his eyes a little, Xiao Fan took a deep look at him and didn't speak again.
The sky was clear yesterday, but today it was covered with dark clouds. The carriage traveled through the jungle, and the dense fog seeped into the carriage from the forest, which made people drowsy.
At exactly a quarter of noon, the spacious carriage stopped by the alley, Xiao Fan raised the curtain and looked at the familiar street, his black eyes moved.
Jing Wen, who was outside the carriage, strode towards this place, Xiao Fan frowned slightly at him when he approached the carriage, and winked him to go aside.
Jing knew it well, walked around from the back of the carriage to the door of the carriage, quickly covered Ah Qing's mouth by the door with his left hand, hugged him with his right hand, and put him down only a hundred steps away.
Ah Qing's face was terrified, her eyes flushed with fright, "What are you doing? Why don't you let me pick our prince up from the car."
"The regent is resting inside," Jing Wen said with a blank expression as he pulled out a silver knife, "Your Majesty ordered not to disturb you."
The pink youth puffed up his cheeks angrily, and then he heard the horse barking suddenly.
Shen Mu in the carriage immediately woke up from his sleep, and found that not only was he sleeping soundly in front of the monarch, but his head had somehow fallen asleep on Xiao Fan's shoulder.
His head was empty, and a deep male voice sounded next to his ears, "Get out of the car."
Frowning slightly, Shen Mu quickly got out of the car and immediately followed, walking with Xiao Fan in the narrow alley, feeling a sneer in his heart.
Wasn't Xiao Fan sitting opposite him just now?
Why did you suddenly come to him?
While muttering in his heart, he saw the young man next to him suddenly stop, his black eyes staring deeply at the thatched hut without a door in front of him, he didn't know what he was thinking, he stood in front of the door and refused to go in.
Anyway, people will come in sooner or later, Shen Mu simply came to the house first, tapped the stone wall three times politely with fingers, and said in a warm voice, "Grandma Tian."
The spies who stayed in Yaozhen informed Shen Mu that he was coming early in the morning. Sitting on the bedside, Granny Tian smiled kindly when she heard the sound, and was about to get up while supporting the bed frame. She greeted, "Mr. Shen is here again."
"Hey mother-in-law, be careful," Shen Mu hurriedly went up to help him stabilize, Shen Mu watched in horror as the thin old lady bent down to take out a piece of shortbread from the pot, handed it to Shen Mu, and smiled,
"Mr. Zhang said that you are coming today. The old woman is afraid that you will not eat on the way, so she specially left a piece of cake for you."
"I'm afraid one piece is not enough." Turning to look at Xiao Fan who was standing by the door, Shen Mu bent his eyes and smiled encouragingly, "Grandma, look who is here."
The old man squinted his cloudy eyes, and after squinting for a long time, he couldn't recognize it. Finally, Xiao Fan couldn't help but walked into the house and came to the old man. After a long time, he called softly, "Grandma."
The skinny old man froze in place on the spot, and after a long time, two lines of tears fell straight from her eyes. She grabbed the young man's arm and looked him up and down repeatedly, sobbing uncontrollably.
After persuading the old man for a long time, he stopped his tears, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeves again, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Shen Mu and Xiao Fan who were not far away, and sighed with great relief,
"Fortunately, Mr. Shen is taking care of Xiao Fan. Otherwise, if this kid has no family or companion, he won't know how to tell his mother after the old woman dies and ascends to heaven."
Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, frowned and asked in puzzlement, "No family or companion?"
"Oh yes, the old lady forgot to ask yesterday, did the two of you have a serious visit, have you ever been married?" the old man slapped his forehead, squinted his eyes and tugged at Xiao Fan's sleeve, urging him to ask,
"The old lady's eyes are blurred, and the camellia hairpin that your mother left for you to marry your daughter-in-law, have you put it on for Mr. Shen?"
Hearing Xiao Fan's extremely honest answer of "no", Shen Mu closed his eyes in despair, as if he heard the crunch of his back teeth.
He watched in despair as Xiao Fan took out the hairpin from his sleeve, spread his palms and glanced at him.
Now that it's time to fight for acting skills.
Smiling, he picked up the hairpin from Xiao Fan's palm, Shen Mu, a straight man who had never tied his hair before, looked around for a while, finally found some touch, and then came to Xiao Fan, raised his toes slightly, and randomly inserted the silver hairpin into it. With a bun, he smiled fearlessly and said,
"Xiaofan wears this hairpin just right."
Everyone in the house: "..."
The spies were startled.
Ah Qing was startled.
Even Jing Wenjing's stagnant eyes showed a hint of surprise.
The old woman took a deep breath, pointed at the two of them while covering her chest, and said incoherently, "It turns out that Xiao Fan is, yes, yes..."
As one of the only two calm people in the house, Xiao Fanyun hummed lightly, and even raised his hand to support Shen Mu when he stood on tiptoe.
Satisfied, Shen Mu cast an approving look at Xiao Fan, turned around and ordered the spies to call the doctor who was waiting outside the door into the room to see Granny Tian.
Based on the old man's current physical condition, Shen Mu guessed that Xiao Fan would not leave her alone in Yaozhen, so before he left yesterday, he ordered the spies to invite the best doctor in the town to see a doctor. If Xiao Fan wanted to bring the old man to Beijing, It is safest to do an inspection before departure.
Even if Xiao Fan didn't bring anyone to Beijing, Shen Mu was still a little worried about the old man's physical condition, especially his eyes, legs and feet.
The doctor in the room looked around and asked about it, and the two of them went out of the room without much disturbance; the hairpin stuck in Xiao Fan's bun was very abrupt, especially the light-colored camellia, matched with Xiao Fan's black body, it was true——
So ugly.
Even Xiao Fan's almost impeccable facial features and the image of a branch of flowers on his head made Shen Mu's eyes hurt; he blinked hard, and he looked away silently.
Xiao Fan himself didn't notice it, and said calmly, "Grandma grew up watching Gu, she can be regarded as half a relative, this time Gu wants to take her back to Beijing to recuperate."
Shen Mu was not surprised by this, he turned his back against the stone wall, and pointedly asked the question: it is not difficult to take people back, but it is difficult to leave them where and who will take care of them.
Xiao Fan's status as a monarch is inconvenient to reveal, so the palace with many people and eyes is the first to be ruled out; but if he is not in the palace, Xiao Fan's scope of action is limited and he cannot leave the palace every day, so he must not be able to take care of him personally.
"Since this matter was brought about by Yafu alone, why not let Granny Tian live with Yafu for a while."
Before the words were finished, the doctor in the room asked the two to come in, and before Shen Mu could speak, Xiao Fan dropped a word, then turned and left with a flower on his head.
"Father Ya, don't worry, I will often go to the palace to visit grandma."
Shen Mu: "..."
Unchanging legs and feet is a common problem for the elderly, and the more serious one is Grandma Tian's "one eye and two eyes"—that is, cataract. Fortunately, Daqi has relatively mature acupuncture methods for treatment. It's okay, this disease can still get better slowly.
It's just that the old man has lived in Jiu Hutong all his life, he's used to living in a thatched cottage, and he doesn't want to cause Xiao Fan any trouble. No matter what he says, he just doesn't want to go to Beijing.
"Grandma, you can stay in the capital with peace of mind. I happen to have quite a few vacant rooms in my house." Seeing that Xiao Fan was at a loss, Shen Mu could only step forward to help, smiling warmly, "It's a waste of you staying here."
"Mr. Shen's house?" The old lady turned her head and asked in bewilderment, "Do you live with Xiaofan on weekdays?"
The two looked at each other, and Shen Mu calmly smoothed things over without changing his expression, "He is usually busy with business, and sometimes he will stay out of town for a few days."
The old woman's suspicious eyes were repeated between the two of them. After a while, she glanced at Xiao Fan with some complaints, then patted the back of Shen Mu's hand comfortingly, and said lovingly, "Okay, the old woman will just go."
As soon as the words fell, the old man who refused to leave just now went to get the crutches by himself, and walked out the door tremblingly, taking all the things in the house.
Ah Qing carefully supported her, so Shen Mu who was following behind asked Xiao Fan in a low voice, "Why did Grandma agree all of a sudden?"
The young man chuckled, "Maybe she thinks Gu is a heartless person, and she needs to be taught a lesson."
When everyone came out of the house, the few remaining rays of light in the morning were completely swallowed by dark clouds, and the heavy humidity in the air made people feel tight in the chest.
Before leaving the alley, Shen Mu specifically asked Xiao Fan if he wanted to go back to the place where he used to live, the young man shook his head and said no.
The carriage was driving on the uneven gravel road, and the carriage was big enough to accommodate three people; it was very novel for Granny Tian to ride the carriage for the first time.
When passing a corner, the old man suddenly let out an "ah", turned around nervously, and told the two uneasily that she was not in good health and hadn't gone to the temple to pray for blessings this year; Xiao Fan brings bad luck.
Usually, when the sun is at its strongest, the sky is completely dark due to the approaching heavy rain; if you go to the temple to pray now, you are destined to stay in Yaozhen tonight.
It's just that it's inappropriate to go out for a day without any reason. If Xiao Fan doesn't go to the morning court tomorrow, the speaker will definitely hold on to this matter again.
Just as Shen Mu wanted to persuade him, the young man at the side responded calmly, and after soothing the old man with a soft voice, he ordered Jing Fan outside the car to prepare.
The cold wind gradually picked up, and the temples where people come and go on weekdays also cooled down due to the bad weather.
A young monk came forward slowly and led a group of people to the main hall. He put his hands together and began to recite scriptures.
Granny Tian was stubborn and insisted on kneeling in front of the Buddha to pray for blessings even though her legs and feet were handicapped; the old man had a pious face, listening to the Buddhist scriptures written by the young monk Nian, and reciting softly.
At this time, it was already raining lightly outside the hall, and the raindrops fell on the eaves, and then slid along the lines and fell to the ground, splashing strings of water splashes on the bluestone slabs, with a soft sound like particles.
Seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the madness mixed with the chill swept over, rattling the hanging curtains in the corridor; at this moment, Shen Mu felt a little lucky that he didn't rush back to the capital just now, otherwise, with such bad weather, Not to mention how long it will take to arrive, whether you can go back safely is a problem.
Just as he was hesitating whether to find another inn or stay here, Shen Mu was about to go out to check the weather when he heard Granny Tian calling his name behind him and beckoning him to write a prayer note.
In the corner of the hall, there are several rows of wooden frames brought in from the outside, with layers of red prayer strips hanging on them, many of which have been soaked by rain, and the handwriting is slightly blurred.
The handwriting of the original body has been imitated by nine points. After Shen Mu wrote a whole sentence eloquently on the red cloth strip, he put the cloth strip on the table and walked towards the little monk, wanting to ask if there is any A place to stay for one night.
"Xiao Fan, have you and Mr. Shen quarreled?" Seeing Shen Mu walking away, Granny Tian came over with a red cloth and asked Xiao Fan to write a few words for him, not forgetting to ask, "Why did Mr. Shen say You don't live together?"
The tip of the pen paused, and a large black spot was smeared on the red cloth. Xiao Fan lowered his eyes and said three words after a long time, "There is no quarrel."
"The old lady doesn't believe it. Mr. Shen's conversation looks like a sensible person who is well-educated and polite." The old man glared at him. "You must have done something wrong and asked someone to kick you out."
While talking, Granny Tian took out a small white porcelain bottle from her bosom and stuffed it into Xiao Fan's hand, saying that it was the medicine for wounds she asked for from the doctor when she was seeing a doctor, "Mr. Shen's mouth wound was caused by you." Well, when the old woman saw him yesterday, she didn't have this injury yet."
"Anyway, give the medicine to people first."
Xiao Fan caught a glimpse of the cloth strip left by Shen Mu from the corner of his eye. He stretched out his long arm and held it in his hand. After a glance, he folded it and put it away. Then, Granny Tian nodded and said seriously,
"it is good."
Jing Wen, who came in a hurry, brought news that the three inns within a few miles were full, and if one had to stay in an inn, it would probably take half an hour by carriage.
Shen Mu came back from the other part of the main hall, glanced at Xiao Fan, and said softly, "The master said that there are still two empty rooms for the monks to live in; Grandma, you live in one, and the remaining one—"
"Zinian is with me, Jingwen and Ah Qing are responsible for guarding Grandma at night," Xiao Fan ordered, then picked up a red cloth strip from the table and handed it to Shen Mu, without changing his expression,
"The one you just got blown out by the wind, let's rewrite it."
Although he knew in advance that a room that could only accommodate one person would not be too small, Shen Mu was slightly taken aback the moment he pushed the wooden door open.
This room is a veritable "one-person only" room. Apart from a single bed, there is only a futon for chanting sutras, and this bed occupies almost three-quarters of the entire room.
It is no exaggeration to say that if the figures of Shen Mu and Xiao Fan are used as the standard, the distance from the edge of the bed to the wall is not even enough for another person to lie on.
Standing against the wall, Shen Mu thought about how to make two people sleep in this room. When he looked up, he saw Xiao Fan took out a white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and came to him in a few steps, "This is what Grandma Jian Yafu said. I was wounded, and I specially asked for the medicine for the wound from the doctor."
"look up."
There is no bronze mirror in the room, and besides, the injury was bitten by Xiao Fan, so it is only natural for him to come to apply the medicine; Shen Mu leaned his back against the wall, with his lips slightly parted and his chin lifted, and asked softly, "I will move this bed later." one time--"
"Don't move," Xiao Fan picked up a little smooth white ointment with his index finger, touched Shen Mu's injured area, and then slowly pushed it away, "I'm not sleepy, I plan to read Buddhist scriptures for a while."
There was a icy cold touch from the lower lip, Shen Mu thought it would be impolite to let Xiao Fan sleep against the wall for one night, and unconsciously pursed his lower lips while thinking.
But the young man's finger was still on his lips, and he didn't have time to take it away.
Xiao Fan was taken aback, "You..."
Obviously feeling that the other party's body stiffened, Shen Mu came back to his senses quickly, saw Xiao Fan's hand stopped in the air, suddenly realized and apologized, "I usually like to purse my mouth when I think about it, please don't take offense, Your Majesty."
"fine."
With his hands behind his back, Xiao Fan coughed lightly and turned around. He forgot the medicine bottle on the bed, stepped to the edge of the futon and sat down cross-legged. He picked up a Buddhist scripture without saying a word and began to read it. .
Seeing this, Shen Mu didn't want to say much, and after throwing off the quilt, he lay down on the side of the bed and closed his clothes, with his head resting on his forearm, and rested on his side facing the wall with his eyes closed.
The brain is running fast.
Without turning over, Shen Mu knew clearly that his current sleeping position occupied less than half of the bed; if Xiao Fan also slept on his side like this, the two of them could completely sleep at the same time when they were back to back. sleep in this bed.
On a rainy day, if Xiao Fanruo sat on the ground overnight and caught a cold and fell ill, Shen Mu couldn't bear the responsibility.
And they are two big men, what is there to avoid suspicion?
The more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became, Shen Mu propped himself up with both hands, and raised his hand to open the other corner of the next life; looking at Xiao Fan who raised his eyes to look at him at the same time, Shen Mu asked softly,
"This bed can sleep two people, does Your Majesty really not want to sleep on the bed?"
The author has something to say: Xiao Fan: I want to fall in love.
Shen Mu: So you want to sleep together?
#Xiao Fan can't do it
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