Golden Stage

The sound of water lingered endlessly, the surrounding was wet and cold, and every part of my body hurt.Fu Shen woke up in a whirlwind, opened his eyes, and vomited all over the floor before he could see his surroundings clearly.

Someone came over to hold his shoulders, and forcibly handed a leaf filled with water to his mouth: "gargle."

His eyes went black for a while, he saw people with double shadows, his limbs seemed to have just been dismantled, and it was difficult to move. He was forced to hold his head and drank a few sips of water before he slowly took a breath and recognized his fellow sufferer .

"Master Yan," Fu Shen said weakly, "Did we two meet each other by fate..."

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaohan didn't reply, but just stared at him, that beautiful face was covered with drops of water, the image of Sen Leng's killing was washed away, and the expression on his face was actually a bit helpless.

Fu Shen was staring at him with amber-like eyes, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of his eyes: "What's wrong with you, are you dazed?"

Yan Xiaohan gently pressed his hand: "I'm sorry. I got you into trouble..."

Fu Shen was almost startled by the sudden sincerity, and waved his hands wildly: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no! I'm fine! You don't have to blame yourself!"

"Don't move around," Yan Xiaohan pressed down his other hand helplessly, "Your back is hurt, be careful."

Fu Shen watched in horror as this murderous big devil suddenly turned into a gentle little white rabbit, and suspected that the person who hit his head was actually him.

The two were pushed off the cliff by a wild boar. They thought they would die, but who knew that there is no unparalleled road, and there is a deep pool at the bottom of the cliff.Fu Shen plunged headfirst into the water, and was knocked unconscious by the huge water pressure. Yan Xiaohan was luckier than him, bumped into the pool wall, and seemed to have broken a rib, but at least he didn't faint.He dragged Fu Shen out of Tanzhong, found a dry cave nearby, and temporarily placed him there.

Taking advantage of his unconscious period, Yan Xiaohan went out to gather a pile of dry firewood, and lit a bonfire with the firefoil wrapped in oil paper in Fu Shen's arms.He estimated that the two of them might not be able to get out of this canyon tonight, and originally wanted to prepare more dry firewood, but unfortunately the weather was not good, and it didn't take long before the sky turned overcast outside, and it started to rain.

Fu Shen touched it with his backhand, and found that a wild boar had torn open a deep bone wound on his back, which had already been treated briefly. He was wrapped in cloth strips, and he was wearing two layers of dry outer robes, while his middle clothes were being roasted by the fire. .Yan Xiaohan was only wearing a drenched singlet, with a piece missing from the hem, and a large bloodstain on the back waist.

"Aren't you cold?" Fu Shen propped himself up and sat up, trying to tear off Yan Xiaohan's outer robe, but his gaze fixed him: "Wear it. There is not enough dry firewood, it will be very cold at night."

After a pause, he added: "I only have a little skin trauma, it's fine. Don't worry."

Fu Shen didn't know that his bones were broken. Seeing that there were no other injuries on his body, he believed it and leaned back against the stone wall again: "I may not be able to walk now, I have to stay here tonight. If you have the strength, wait until the rain stops Then you can set off and walk along the valley, and you can go out tomorrow morning."

Yan Xiaohan poked the fire with a branch, without raising his head: "I will take you out, don't be afraid."

Fu Shen laughed: "I'm not afraid. Baoyan Mountain belongs to Fu's family. What do I have to be afraid of? Someone will definitely come down to rescue me tomorrow. Going with you will drag you down instead. It's faster for you to escape alone."

"It's not a burden," Yan Xiaohan shook his head, "I want to stay with you, can't I?"

"Ah?" Fu Shen was taken aback for a moment, and said awkwardly, "Ah, yes... that's fine..."

Yan Xiaohan stopped talking.

Fu Shen was a monkey, he couldn't stay idle even when he was injured, he was very curious, he couldn't hold it back for a long time, and finally asked cautiously: "Then what, Master Yan, what are you doing...cough, why do you insist on stay?"

Yan Xiaohan thought he was asking nonsense, so he glanced at him strangely.

"I, I, I mean," Fu Shen stuttered blushingly while spurning himself in his heart, "I thought you didn't seem to like me very much?"

Yan Xiaohan stopped his movements, turned around, looked at Fu Shen and said, "Don't call me 'Master'."

"Ok?"

"I'm two years older than you, and I haven't taken any words. If Mr. Fu doesn't dislike you, you can call me brother."

Fu Shen was stunned: "You haven't been crowned yet? You just turned eighteen? Can you enter Feilongwei at eighteen?"

Don't blame him for making a fuss, it's really that Yan Xiaohan is too mature and prudent, without the slightest recklessness of a teenager, and his official position is too high, no matter who thinks about it, no one will guess that he is only eighteen.

His surprised expression was very funny, and when his eyes widened he looked extraordinarily childish. Yan Xiaohan lowered his head to hide the smile on his lips: "It's true that I haven't been crowned yet. As for Feilongwei, don't I still have a good adoptive father?"

Fu Shen realized that he was a little reckless, and said awkwardly: "Brother Yan, don't worry, I didn't mean that. With your skills, no matter whether you are in the Imperial Army or the Feilongwei, you will definitely not be inferior to others."

"I didn't mean to hate you either." Yan Xiaohan added a handful of firewood to the fire, and said leisurely, "You saved me twice, I won't leave you here."

Fu Shen almost asked, "Do all of you Feilongwei know how to repay your kindness?" Hao Xuan stopped, and said cautiously, "Thank you."

Yan Xiaohan: "I should thank you."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the mountains were filled with thick fog, and a cool breeze would blow into the cave from time to time. Fu Shen lost a lot of blood, his body temperature was low, and his lips turned white from the cold.Yan Xiaohan moved him to the side of the fire, and sat on the outside to shield him from the wind.

Fu Shen was very heartbroken.He is the first of the younger generation in the Fu family. He grew up listening to the story of "Kong Rong let the pear" grow up, and his friends are also regarded as peers, and he has never really experienced the feeling of being surrounded by an older brother.However, in the current predicament, Yan Xiaohan filled this position just right.

Putting aside the prejudice of his identity, he is steady, calm, and considerate, and his attitude towards Fu Shen is like a generous and mature elder brother.

Neither the "vicious and vicious" that the court eagles and dogs should have imagined, nor the flattery and humbleness that willingly recognized the eunuch as the foster father in the rumors.

Fu Tingxin has always taught him to look at people from the outside, and not to believe rumors.Fu Shen peeked at Yan Xiaohan's side face with drooping eyes and eyebrows, and thought to himself the guard who drew his sword to face him if he disagreed with him, or the young man who shielded him from the wind and rain, which one is your real "li"?

"Brother Yan," Fu Shen said, "Take off your wet clothes and give you the outer robe."

Yan Xiaohan said, "No need."

"Then you sit down."

Yan Xiaohan looked at him, and felt like reaching out to touch the top of his head: "I'm not cold."

"Don't say this kind of nonsense that just looks like coaxing a child." As soon as Fu Shen spoke, his back wound was involved, and the pain was so painful that he had to hold back his teeth, "If you catch cold in the wind, how can I take care of you like this? ? We both have to confess here in the end.”

The man at the entrance of the cave remained motionless.

Fu Shen said feebly, "Do you have to wait for me to pull you over?"

Yan Xiaohan's figure seemed to be completely trapped in the shadow of the stone cave, the firelight and warmth were far away from him, he was silent for a long time before he said: "Fu Shen, you know who I am."

Fu Shen: "Huh?"

"You and I are so different," Yan Xiaohan said, "Don't force yourself, and you don't need to be moral to me."

Fu Shen thought about this sentence several times before he understood what he meant. He was still afraid that he would dislike him, so he roared dumbfoundingly: "I told you that I didn't look down on you, don't compare me with that bastard Xie Er! If I dislike you, will I still call you Yan, brother, huh? We are the only two left in this barren mountain, so why should I pay attention, am I full?!"

He fell back and took a deep breath: "I'm convinced, you're really good...Are you two years older than me or only two years old, Brother Yan?"

Yan Xiaohan looked at him with helplessness and emotion in his expression.

Fu Shen doesn't know what it's like to be stabbed in the back, and he doesn't know that his tolerance and magnanimity are different in the eyes of most people.Yan Xiaohan originally thought that his repeated rescue efforts were the limit, but he didn't expect that the boy's mind was wider than he had imagined.

"My wound hurts," Fu Shen said suddenly, "The stone is so hard, it hurts."

This unreasonable request that was almost coquettish came out of his mouth, and fell into Yan Xiaohan's ears as if it had infinite legitimacy in an instant.He finally compromised, walked over from the entrance of the cave, sat down beside Fu Shen, and asked patiently, "How do you want to sit?"

Fu Shen fell sideways on his lap, and said vaguely, "Taking advantage. Anyway, I don't dislike you. If you dislike me, bear with it."

"Rogue." Yan Xiaohan laughed, and stretched his legs to make him lie more comfortably.

Fu Shen closed his eyes and instructed: "Take a piece of clothing and put it on, it can cover me by the way, don't catch a cold."

Yan Xiaohan let out a "hmm", took off the middle coat that had been dried by the fire, and covered him up, while he took off his wet clothes, and put on his outer robe with his upper body bare.

"I don't know when the rain will stop," he said in a low voice. "Be alert at night, and run if you feel something is wrong."

Fu Shen responded with a big yawn.

Seeing that he was sleepy, Yan Xiaohan stopped talking.The two sat and lay down, closed their eyes and rested their minds, quietly waiting for the dawn.

The fire was extinguished in the middle of the night, and the rain continued.The wound on Fu Shen's back was blistered, and it was inevitably red, swollen and inflamed. He developed a low-grade fever at night, and his teeth chattered from the cold.Seeing that the situation was not good, Yan Xiaohan didn't care whether to overstep or not. He supported Fu Shen up by his head, and made him face him sideways: "Come, sit on my lap...legs curled up."

Fu Shen was in a daze, doing whatever he asked him to do, he was extremely obedient.Yan Xiaohan put on his semi-dry underwear, and let Fu Shen curl up in his arms. The two outer robes covered him tightly, using his own body temperature to warm him up.

Yan Xiaohan put one arm around his waist and the other around his shoulders, protecting his back to prevent him from falling.Fu Shen stretched out his arms to hug his waist, pillowed his cheek into the hollow of his shoulder, found a comfortable position for himself, and finally calmed down.

"Is it still cold?"

"Not cold. But I'm hungry."

"..."

"I didn't eat or drink, I was cold and hungry, it's all your fault for us to get into this situation."

"Well, blame me."

"Let you catch the fugitive, this time it's alright, the fugitive was not caught, and was kicked by a wild boar...Will you be punished if you go back?"

"will not."

"why?"

"Because I have a adoptive father, no one dares to punish me."

"You are you, and the adoptive father is the adoptive father. Why do you keep mentioning him," Fu Shen muttered, "Where is your real father?"

Yan Xiaohan suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, he whispered, "I don't have a father."