startled autumn

Shen Zhiqiu answered truthfully: "Miss Qingyao asked me what is my relationship with you."

Han Bi was much more witty than Shen Zhiqiu, so he naturally felt that something was wrong when he heard it, and asked with a frown, "How did you answer?"

Qing Yan hurriedly said, "He dare not say it."

Shen Zhiqiu quickly shook his head at Han Bi, thinking that he just couldn't tell the truth.

Knowing that Shen Zhiqiu didn't talk nonsense, Han Bi felt relieved for a moment, and said calmly, "He is my housekeeper and has followed me for many years. There is nothing wrong with saying that he is my friend."

Shen Zhiqiu felt that Han Bi was really good at talking, so he smiled and said, "That's it."

Qing Huan stared blankly at the two of them standing side by side, one of them was like a cool breeze and a bright moon, with a heroic spirit; At this moment, in Qing Huan's eyes, the two of them just glanced at each other a few times, and for no reason they were looking forward to love, and kept silent.

She remembered Shen Zhiqiu's expression when she praised Han Bi just now, and she was very upset for a moment, so she said coldly to Han Bi: "He has deep affection for you, I just hope you don't let him down."

Han Bi suddenly felt that the pot had fallen from the sky and landed steadily on his back.

He could only say solemnly, "I'm not interested in men."

Shen Zhiqiu was about to say this sentence with Han Bi to show his position, but then he thought that his sweetheart seemed to be a man, so he suddenly felt that he lacked confidence, so he had to lower his head.

Qing Huan looked at the expressions of the two, and glared at Shen Zhiqiu angrily: "You are worthless." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Han Bi to explain, she ran angrily to the fire not far away to sulk .

Han Bi had no choice but to ask Shen Zhiqiu the reason for this matter, and upon hearing it, he felt even more innocent: "I only left for a moment, but you can create such a misunderstanding..."

Shen Zhiqiu was very ashamed: "I will definitely explain it to her in the future."

Han Bi waved his hand and said, "No need, I'm afraid that the more I explain, the worse it will be. If you and I consciously avoid suspicion, we will be able to clean up ourselves."

After nightfall, Shen Zhiqiu was unwilling to go to bed in Han Bi's camp no matter what.

But not to avoid suspicion.

It turned out that the camp was very small, and Han Bi was only there for one night, and there was nothing else but the bed. Seeing this, Shen Zhiqiu decided to keep watch outside: "The bed is too small, how can I be squeezed in? Anyway, I am not afraid of the cold. , I happened to be keeping watch for you outside."

It was rare for Han Bi to agree with his proposal: "I'm not used to sleeping with people either."

In the middle of the night, Han Bi was tossing and turning. Since he was a child, he lived on a high bed and soft pillows. He suddenly lived in the wild, how could he get used to it, and thinking that Shen Zhiqiu had already stayed outside around the campfire for midnight, Han Bi finally realized his conscience and planned to call him Enter the account and sleep for half the night.

Han Bi had just stepped out of the camp, and thought he would see Shen Zhiqiu staying outside in peace, but unexpectedly things were not as he expected.

Shen Zhiqiu was indeed outside, but his posture was quite different from that of a calm and steady one.

The bonfire was burning violently not far away, and the fire lit up the surrounding snow. On one side were several men in red who were also keeping vigil, and on the other side was Shen Zhiqiu.

He was curling up on a piece of paved fur, holding the shadow step sword, with his eyes closed and his brows tightened.

Han Bi: "Are you asleep?"

Shen Zhiqiu opened his eyes with difficulty: "It's so... cold..."

Han Bi: "..."

When Han Bi and Shen Zhiqiu met for the first time, he was only wearing single clothes, and he was able to come and go freely in the wind and snow. Now that he was wrapped tightly, even though he was outdoors, he would not be so cold, right?

Shen Zhiqiu felt groggy at this moment, and his head gradually drooped, so Han Bi had to quickly support his forehead to prevent him from falling into the snow.

Touching his forehead with the palm of his hand, Han Bi only felt that it was cold, and there was no sign of fever.

Han Bi touched the back of Shen Zhiqiu's hand again, it was also icy and cold, so it could be seen that it was indeed extremely cold, could it be that he had lost too much blood, and had experienced the exhaustion of traveling, his health was not as good as before?

"Wake up, go to sleep inside." Han Bi had no choice but to support Shen Zhiqiu's waist, "Can I walk by myself?"

Shen Zhiqiu nodded, and took two steps forward, but he was as crooked as if he was drunk.

Han Bi knew that there were several pairs of eyes staring at him, and that there was no reason for a master to take care of a servant, but how could he really treat Shen Zhiqiu as a servant?He originally wanted to carry Shen Zhiqiu behind his back, but he also thought about the injury on his shoulder, so he had no choice but to hug him again in the end.

After thinking about it, he and Shen Zhiqiu were both wearing red clothes now, as if they were about to enter the bridal chamber, and they were very worried for a while, but unfortunately, the deal was done, so Han Bi had no choice but to bite the bullet and carry him into the tent.

Shen Zhiqiu was unaware of this, he had already lost consciousness from the cold, only thinking about a sudden heat source from no reason around him, which made him feel much better.

After entering the tent, Han Bi threw him into the bed first, seeing that he was still trembling with the Shadow Stepping Sword, he reached out and grabbed his sword, intending to take it out and put it aside.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhiqiu was half unconscious, but whenever someone touched his sword, he reacted very quickly, and could accurately hold Han Bi's arm with his eyes closed, and then refused to let go.

"Don't touch... my sword..."

Han Bi was held by his arm, but he couldn't pull it out after trying, so he was speechless.

"Shen Zhiqiu," Han Bi leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "It's me, Han Bi."

There was only silence in response to him.

"Let go, I won't hold your sword anymore."

After silence is still silence.

Han Bi had no choice but to pinch his nose, hoping to wake him up.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zhiqiu was so stupid that he even slept in the same way. His nose was pinched and he didn't know how to open his mouth to breathe. Seeing him cold and holding his breath, Han Bi was amused for a moment, and sympathetically relaxed. Let's go.

Then, Han Bi thought of Shen Zhiqiu's sudden chills in the middle of the night, which was very strange. He could only lift his collar with one hand and examine his wound with difficulty, but he didn't see any bleeding.

Han Bi was now in a dilemma again, because Shen Zhiqiu was still holding his right arm, telling him to leave or stay.

"so troublesome……"

In the early morning of the next day, the sky suddenly broke, and the colorful clouds were like brocades, reflecting a piece of morning light in the forest.

Shen Zhiqiu woke up leisurely in his tent, in his arms was his most cherished Shadow Stepping Sword and a hand.

He raised his eyes and saw Han Bi sitting on the head of the bed with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was resting his mind with his eyes closed, while he was grabbing his right arm and pulling it all the way into the quilt.

He looked down and felt that Han Bi's hands were extremely fair and slender, with even more distinct joints. Even the tiger's mouth was still as delicate as jade. He looked like someone who had never practiced swords on weekdays.

Just as Shen Zhiqiu raised and lowered his head, Han Bi woke up.

"Shen Zhiqiu," he didn't sleep well all night, his voice sounded a little hoarse, "let me go."

Hearing his bad tone, Shen Zhiqiu quickly let go of his hand and asked, "Why am I here? What happened last night?"

Han Bi was tossed by him for the rest of the night, and he was full of anger and had nowhere to vent. He sneered and said, "How do I know? You were cold for no reason and almost froze to death outside. I kindly brought you in to keep warm, but you took advantage of it." Nest, repay kindness with revenge."

After Han Bi's nonsense, Shen Zhiqiu's memory finally came back a little bit. He remembered that he was on guard outside. At midnight, his consciousness suddenly became dizzy. Later, he seemed to hear Han Bi's voice, and what happened after that , but he couldn't remember clearly.

But in his heart, Han Bi is a very sincere person, it is absolutely impossible to lie to him, and thinking of Han Bi's martial arts, if he really occupied Han Bi's bed when he was confused, he would not be able to resist, immediately felt ashamed, and apologized: "I was wrong."

Han Bi: "What happened to you last night?"

Shen Zhiqiu replied truthfully: "I didn't have any serious problems at first, and I didn't realize how cold the weather was, but at midnight, for some reason, my whole body felt cold, my consciousness became dizzy, and I had many dreams."

Han Biqi asked, "What dream?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Someone wants to steal my sword."

Han Bi: "..."

Shen Zhiqiu: "Fortunately, I caught him, but I was too sleepy, so I thought about waking up and beating him again. Looking at it now, it really was a dream."

Han Bi called him softly: "Shen Zhiqiu."

Shen Zhiqiu asked blankly, "Huh?"

Han Bi: "If you have this dream again tonight, I'll buy Mo Yi and fill it up."

Shen Zhiqiu said with a smile: "There is no need to fill it up, there is enough space for us to practice swords."

Han Bi was speechless.

After finishing their clothes, the two set off. Qing Xun was still driving the car for them, but when they got into the car, Qing Xun looked at them coldly and snorted heavily. She had just seen them coming from the same camp When he came out, he naturally thought that they slept together in the same bed last night, and suddenly felt that these two people were very shameless, and said: "Talk that you don't like it, but you want to get under the same bed, duplicity."

Shen Zhiqiu was deceived by Han Bi, and he believed that he took his bed last night, but was ridiculed by Qing Yan, and he was so ashamed: "It's my fault, this matter has nothing to do with... my master."

Qing Yan sighed: "You are too soft-tempered, just wait to be bullied to death by him."

Shen Zhiqiu hurriedly said: "I bullied him last night."

Qinglong: "..."

Han Bi: "..."

Qing Yan: "Is that so? I didn't expect..."

Han Bi: "Shut up."

After the fighting, everyone set off again.

For the next few days, Shen Zhiqiu rested in Han Bi's tent, and the two slept half the night separately. During the day, they would sleep in the carriage one by one, but Shen Zhiqiu's chills became longer and longer, first from midnight to early morning. , and then continued to advance until the sixth day, when Shen Zhiqiu fell asleep at night, he was so cold that he fell asleep.

Han Bi naturally knew that this matter was wrong, so he proposed to seek medical treatment for Shen Zhiqiu.

Qing Huan then reported to Bai Yan, and the other side of Bai Yan was also very straightforward: "We will talk about it when we enter the city tomorrow morning."

On the seventh day, just after dawn, the horse team drove into Quheng.

Quheng is a small town in Guanzhong, because it does not pass through the official road, the location is considered remote, and there is only one inn in the whole city.

A group of people entered here, only to see that there were not many guests in the inn, it was empty and very deserted.

The boss looked young, but his round face was very pleasing, his eyes rolled around, and after looking at everyone's demeanor, he knew who was the richest person in this trip, so he smiled at him. Han Bi went up to welcome him: "I think this young master has an extraordinary personality, so he must have just passed through this place, but since he came to Quheng, he must have tasted our most famous fermented wine, so that this trip is not in vain."

Shen Zhiqiu suddenly took a step forward: "You..."

Han Bi held Shen Zhiqiu's wrist, and said to him indifferently: "Half step, I know that you are like a soldier, and everyone you see is an enemy. Even so, it is not proper to act rashly when you see someone."

Shen Zhiqiu could only bow his head and respond, "Yes, master."

Bai Yan had always been reticent, but now that he was wearing a veiled hat, he was even more hidden behind the crowd, very unobtrusive.

Although he didn't get angry, Qing Huan became impatient and yelled at the boss, "You have misunderstood the man, he is not our master... that's all, if you have any good wine and food, please bring them quickly. Needless to say."

The boss paid homage to everyone one by one, and said with a grin: "Naturally, the good wine and food are prepared early in the morning, and we are waiting for all the distinguished guests to come!"

The layout of the inn was clean and simple, and there were not many tables. Only four of them, Han Bi, Shen Zhiqiu, Qing Yan, and Bai Yan, gathered at one table, and the rest of the people in red sat at several tables. But it was really served very fast, and everyone started eating in a short while.

Han Bi and Bai Yan were only drinking, seeing their master like this, Qing Yao and Shen Zhiqiu didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks.

The two sat opposite each other for a long time without speaking.

Bai Yan's face hidden in the veiled hat was faintly visible, like a pipa half exposed, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Han asked me to seek medical treatment for your servant a few days ago, but I don't think there is any need for it now."

Han Bi smiled and said, "If that's the case, then it's good, I'm afraid the leader will arrange something else."

Bai Yan picked up the veiled hat, revealing a beautiful face like a woman, but her eyes were full of coldness: "I want to see first, Mr. Han's arrangement."

"I just don't know this time..." Han Bi drank the wine in the glass, and immediately threw the glass out, "Whose turn is it that is hard to turn down?"

The porcelain cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking the situation, were the figures of people in red all around falling on the table.