Golden Stage

The next day when Fu Shen woke up, Yan Xiaohan had already left the residence.The two broke up unhappy last night, and the servants were more or less aware of it. It was very quiet today, for fear of accidentally touching his bad luck.

Fu Shen relived his old dreams and remembered many past events, but he didn't feel that the dispute last night was such a big deal.Everyone has his own aspirations, and he cannot ask everyone to follow the "right path" like him.Besides, he knew Yan Xiaohan's behavior well, he was not kind and honest, but he was definitely not as ruthless as he himself said.

On this day, there was an endless stream of visitors to Jingning Hou's Mansion. After Fu Shen's palace gatekeeper kneeled, six censors jointly issued a petition to persuade, and Ying Guo announced that the mansion was closed due to illness, countless people in the capital were waiting to see how this farce would end. .Of course, Xiao Xun couldn't directly convey Fu Shen's nonsense, so he could only vaguely say "Master Hou is recovering from illness at Mr. Yan's residence".However, this sentence really makes people think about it. After a little bit of inquiry, the well-informed people knew that the marriage between Yan Fu and Yan Fu was a certainty when they heard that the Ministry of Rites was preparing for their marriage.

In contrast, the Yan Mansion is much quieter.One was because Yan Xiaohan was still in the court, so he resisted all temptations, and the other was that Fei Longwei was too famous, so there were very few people who were willing to associate with him.Fu Shen's nature is easygoing, and he spends his days comfortably in the Yan Mansion, feeling that this place is a hundred times better than his weedy Hou Mansion. There are beautiful maids who are pleasing to the eye, three regular meals a day and various snacks. Apart from drinking the bitter medicine soup prescribed by Shen Yuce without pinching his nose, everything is perfect.

In the evening, as soon as Yan Xiaohan entered the yard, he heard Fu Shen sighing in the room: "...He Tiao's calligraphy and paintings are priceless now, so many people can't get one, and he just hangs it carelessly... ...Can your adults understand it?"

Ever since he came, the atmosphere in Yan Mansion has been a little unsteady.The maid's laughter, as thin as silver bells, floated out through the half-closed window, Yan Xiaohan paused, listened carefully, and suddenly felt a sense of stability and injustice in his heart.

He thought unreasonably: I am the one who brought you medicine and water, and I should be the one who accompanied you to enjoy the paintings and drink tea. Why are you talking and laughing with them, but you are so stingy with me?

He wanted to take another step forward, but his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground.The emotional groggy suddenly cooled down, and Yan Xiaohan smacked the thoughts just now in his heart again, as if chewing a handful of icicles, smiled half-sourly, and asked himself: "Yes, I Why?"

No matter what, Yan Xiaohan couldn't take this step. Yan Xiaohan felt like a snail whose shell had been smashed. After breaking the jar last night, he couldn't maintain a calm armor to face Fu Shen today.

Thinking this way, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard.Unexpectedly, there was a girl with particularly sharp ears in the room. Hearing the sound of footsteps, she glanced out and caught her right away: "Master is back."

Everyone hurriedly opened the door to welcome him in. Fu Shen turned his head from the bookshelf, holding wolfberry and red date tea in his hand, with a smile that had not yet dissipated in his eyes, as if specially reserved for him, and greeted: "I'm back."

Yan Xiaohan didn't receive the expected cold face, and was taken aback for a moment.Seeing that his complexion was not good, Fu Shen asked with concern, "What's the matter, what happened?"

He said to the maids: "Go down and let the cook prepare dinner. I will say a few words to your master."

That posture and tone are really like another master in this house.In the past, Yan Xiaohan never imagined what kind of wife he would marry in the future, maybe he would be lonely for the rest of his life, but the scene in front of him was so natural and smooth that it seemed to come along with his wish, unexpectedly Fill in the missing piece of the dream.

He didn't want to think about it any further, he calmed down his emotions, and sat down opposite Fu Shen: "The wedding date determined by the Ministry of Rites is February [-]th, the Flower Festival. In my opinion, the imperial decree for bestowing marriage has just been issued, so go tell the emperor now." If you want to go back to Beiyan, you must raise it and reject it. If you don’t wait any longer, at the end of the year, you will submit a booklet stating that you are about to get married. Please go back to Yanzhou to pay respects to your father and uncle, and tell all your colleagues. Depart in the first month, Returning to Beijing in February, I'm afraid the emperor will allow it."

Fu Shen thought for a moment, then nodded, "That makes sense, so let's do it this way."

He suddenly realized that since he lived with Yan Xiaohan, the number of times he said "just do it this way" has skyrocketed. This feeling is very strange. He doesn't have any dissatisfaction with being deprived of decision-making power, but feels relieved.Because if it was him himself, [-]% would make the same decision.

What's even more rare is that a decision that allows Fu Shen to find no faults will definitely benefit him and not harm him at all.As an "outsider", Yan Xiaohan was able to put himself in his shoes and think about him. Once or twice was just accidental, and every time he did this, it was a deep thought.

"It feels good not to have to worry about myself," Fu Shen sighed inwardly, "If someone treats him sincerely, I'm afraid he will be spoiled."

After finishing their business, the two fell into an awkward silence, relatively speechless.After a while, Fu Shen took the initiative to start the conversation: "You didn't look well just now, what happened?"

Yan Xiaohan sat in the armchair, his back was still straight, he shook his head and said, "It's fine."

Fu Shen believed that there was a ghost in him, but no matter how clever he was, he couldn't guess Mr. Yan's needle-like thoughts under the sea, and asked tentatively: "Did you not sleep well, or...are you still angry about what happened last night?"

Yan Xiaohan twitched his brows, looking a little surprised, but didn't make a sound.

Fu Shen saw it through. This person said "it's okay", but his face was full of "I have something to do, I won't say it, come and coax me".

He thought to himself: "You are used to it."

However, he continued to ask: "Are you really angry? Because I told you to leave yesterday?"

Yan Xiaohan let out a nasal "hum" with a look of disdain.

Fu Shen suppressed a smile, and said with a face of "since you begged me, I will try to coax you": "I was wrong, I shouldn't let you go. Your lord has a lot, so don't be as knowledgeable as me, eh ?”

Yan Xiaohan stared at him so fixedly that Fu Shen's goosebumps almost rose from staring at him, and he bravely met his gaze. After a while, Yan Xiaohan turned his face away abruptly, and laughed out loud.

Fu Shen breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and touched the base of his ear, which felt a little hot.

Inexplicably, he thought to himself: "Am I sick? Why not just let him die of anger."

It took Yan Xiaohan a long time to stop laughing. Fu Shen's feigned gentleness just now was gone. He glanced at him and said coolly, "It's okay this time, don't you want to be petty?"

Yan Xiaohan cupped his hands, and said calmly, "It's done. Thank you, Lord Hou, for your consideration."

Fu Shen sneered, turned the wheelchair and walked out the door: "You are so grown up, don't be ashamed of yourself."

That night, the two of them reunited and got together in the bedroom again, there was nothing serious about it, it was just a routine for Yan Xiaohan to take a look at him before going to bed.During these days, Fu Shen changed clothes, bathed, and went in and out, sitting and sleeping, all of which were done by Yan Xiaohan himself, except for taking medicine, since he was not in the mansion during the day, he didn't watch him personally except for the first few days.A quarter of an hour before going to bed, the maid came in with medicine, and it happened that Yan Xiaohan was sent by Fu Shen to the study to help him find a book. When he came back, Fu Shen was leaning on the bedside, and the medicine bowl on the table was already empty.

Yan Xiaohan always felt that something was wrong.He gave the book to Fu Shen, and looked at the medicine bowl suspiciously. Fu Shen noticed his gaze and asked casually, "What are you looking at?"

Yan Xiaohan turned his face, his eyes flicked across Fu Shen's face like a dragonfly's surface.

"wrong."

Fu Shen: "Huh?"

Yan Xiaohan asked, "Have you taken the medicine?"

Fu Shen: "Drink it." He pointed out, "Where is the bowl?"

"Make it up, keep making it up," Yan Xiaohan was furious, "Do you want me to take a mirror for you? Your lips are dry! Drinking medicine? Where did you drink it, ears and eyes? That medicine didn't cure you Brains?!"

Fu Shen: "..."

It's over.It's not good to be a thief, and I was caught right away.

Seeing his speechless expression, Yan Xiaohan knew that it was definitely not the first time Fu Shen had done this kind of thing.Angrily, he turned around the room, and finally kicked out a white porcelain spittoon from the side of the bed, and looked down.

Fu Shen sat on the bed obediently, pleading guilty in a very sincere manner.

Yan Xiaohan pointed at him, managed to suppress his anger, went out and ordered someone to cook another bowl of medicine, went back to the room and closed the door, and said with a somber face, "Tell me, when did it start."

Fu Shen chuckled several times: "Don't get angry, my cold is already cured, it doesn't matter if you take the medicine or not..."

"'It's okay'?" Yan Xiao asked coldly, "Who told you that you don't need to take that medicine, Shen Yice? Or me?"

Fu Shen: "..."

It can be seen that he has worked very hard to endure and not turn his face, it is all because of Yan Xiaohan's consideration for his body, but that bastard who only exposes people's shortcomings has not stopped, and continues to chatter: "Relying on youth Waste your body, don’t you want to think about what you will do when you get old? Don’t you know how many injuries you have on your body? The wind and cold can’t be cured, and it will be too late for you to grow your memory when the root of the disease is down!”

Fu Shen was pained by his nagging, he had a headstrong and assertive side in his personality, no one dared to scold him like that for so many years, originally it was his fault, but what Yan Xiaohan said aroused his rebellious psychology.Fu Shen waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, pay it back endlessly. Don't be impatient, I will definitely not let you keep watch... Hiss!"

Yan Xiaohan's hand was like lightning, he clamped his jaw, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"

He was really angry, his hand was so strong that Fu Shen felt that his mandible was about to be crushed, but because of this, he finally saw the frightened look in Yan Xiaohan's eyes clearly.

His heart softened suddenly.

Fu Shen prefers softness to toughness, especially the occasional trace of weakness revealed by a always tough person, it is easier to penetrate his defenses.

What's more, he was wronged in the first place.

He raised his hand to grab Yan Xiaohan's right hand that was pinching him, and patted it lightly a few times to comfort him: "Okay, okay, I'm sorry, I was wrong, okay?"

Yan Xiaohan let go, but Fu Shen didn't let go, still holding his hand weakly in his palm, with a sense of tenderness and tenderness for no reason.

When he looked down, most of the fire in his heart was extinguished.

Yan Xiaohan let out a long sigh: "I'm so pissed off."

Fu Shen hastily admitted his mistake and apologized, and repeatedly assured that he was only sloppy for a while, and that he would not let his words lie in the future. At the end, he couldn't help laughing, and shook his head, "What's wrong today, I really made you angry."

Yan Xiaohan still had a straight face, but the corners of his eyes curled into small arcs, and he commented coolly: "The Demon King of Confusion."

Thinking about it carefully, the situation has taken a turn for the worse since returning to Beijing, ambushes and assassinations, conspiracies, marriages granted by the emperor... Which one does not make people worry and toss and turn?Why now, instead, it's some trivial matter, causing two big men to quarrel and reconcile like children playing house.

Are you in a hurry?

Iron-boned like Fu Shen, scheming like Yan Xiaohan, who is majestic and powerful outside, but back under the same roof, it turns out that he is also a mortal body with seven emotions on his face.

Just because this is "home".