nowhere to go

Many, many years.

As soon as his head twitched, Fan Yuan said, "Come up and sleep with me." After he finished speaking, he regretted it. He felt a chill on his back and felt very insecure.

But Que Xian looked at him for a while but didn't move, he still knelt down and said, "Que Xian dare not."

WTF.

Fan Yuan frowned and said, "This is an order."

After hearing this, Que Xian still hesitated and didn't get up.

Seeing this, Fan Yuan turned over and stopped looking at him. He closed his eyes and planned to continue sleeping, but not long after, the bed he got off suddenly sank and a person lay on it.

Que Xian hugged Fan Yuan together with the quilt, and said in a low voice, "I don't dare if you don't like it." After a pause, he continued, "I won't hurt you."

Fan Yuan struggled and turned over. He looked at Que Xian for a while and said, "The quilt... will be divided into half for you."

That night Que Xian slept profusely, the bed under him was grilled by charcoal fire, his body was covered with several thick quilts, and he held Fan Yuan who was very hot in his arms, it was as hot as in a dog day.But Fan Yuan unexpectedly slept very well. He thought he would have a nightmare, but he didn't.

When he woke up in the morning, Fan Yuan's wind and cold had mostly healed, at least his head didn't hurt anymore, and he was awake a lot. Seeing Que Xian wake up, it was the first time that he felt that it was okay to sleep together. What about a human pillow? Yes, it is just right to warm hands and feet in winter.

But this winter has not completely passed yet, Duan Yi issued a decree to seal Que Xian as a nominal general, ordering him to go to the border and slowly take over Su Xin's position.

Fan Yuan was just a little pity that the pillow just flew away, but he didn't object. He is still young, but Que Xian is eighteen now, and he won't stay by his side all the time like he did back then. Maybe in a few years when Que Xian came back, he would still drag a little doll in his hand and say it was his son or daughter, or maybe in a few years, he would drag a little doll in his hand and say it was his Sons and daughters are not necessarily the same, and the name, whether it is a boy or a girl, should still be called Weiyin.

On the day when Que Xian left, Fan Yuan just stood on the tower to watch him go, Duan Yi came over and asked, "Why don't you just stand here and see him off?"

"You can see far from here." Fan Yuan rested his chin on one hand and said, looking at the group of people who were riding away in the distance without looking back.

"If you are not willing, how about calling him back again?" Duan Yi glanced at the distance and asked again.

"It's he who wants to leave. If he doesn't want to, he will come to beg me. As long as I tell you to let him stay, you will send someone else to go, right?" Fan Yuan turned around and looked at Duan Yi and said.

Duan Yi smiled lightly and said: "He is the best candidate, but he is not absolutely necessary."

The people and horses in the distance had long since disappeared without a trace, and only the rustling sound of falling snow was left in Fan Yuan's ears.

When Que Xian was not around, Fan Yuan still lived his life as usual. He hadn't been to Taixue after a year, and when Xian was in the palace, he would occasionally go to the palace to chat with Duan Yi for a meal. Then go back.

He is very lonely, living as if he is not a person, but this can not be blamed on Fan Yuan, after all, he has been living like this for thousands of years, especially after the incident of Wei Yin, he is very serious about his own feelings. The definition is that you should not stay in this world anymore, as long as the opportunity is right, you can die again anytime, anywhere.

"You don't think it looks good?" Duan Yi recently heard that Fan Yuan hadn't been out of the house for three months. The most beautiful dancer came to show him the dance, but after Fan Yuan saw it, he just said "it's wonderful" and it was over.

Fan Yuan smiled slightly and replied, "Of course it's pretty."

"But it still can't catch your eyes." Duan Yi frowned and said, "Should I call Que Xian back?"

Fan Yuan laughed and said, "Why did the emperor mention him again?"

Duan Yi felt a little helpless looking at him. Que Xian had indeed become Fan Yuan's companion and friend as he wished, but he never thought that Fan Yuan had stayed in the Taixue for three years, and with his personality, he would be able to keep on going. He hasn't made a single friend, and now that Que Xian has been away for eight years, there is still no one around Fan Yuan, not to mention wives and concubines, not even a favorite.And as far as he knows, it seems that only Que Xian has climbed into Fan Yuan's bed for so many years...

Duan Yi lowered his eyes and said, "I think you should like him."

"Brother Huang is thinking too much." Fan Yuan turned his head to look at Duan Yi and asked: "Brother Huang thinks that it is not the way for my younger brother to be so lazy, but I can be very diligent after a decree."

Duan Yi said with a smile when he heard the words: "To tell you the truth, I'm too busy, otherwise I wouldn't bother with you."

"The benefits of leisure and leisure, how many ordinary people envy the life they can't come to." Fan Yuan stood up and said: "They bend their waists for five buckets of rice day and night, and the younger brother can live so well without doing anything. What to worry about."

Duan Yi sighed and said: "If you were born more than ten years earlier, this world still has this throne, maybe it will be in your hands."

"My brother is very glad that I was born more than ten years late." Fan Yuan crossed the seat and bowed to Duan Yi and said, "I'm not feeling well, so my brother left first."

Duan Yi glanced at the almost untouched food in front of Fan Yuan, and asked slightly worried: "Where is the discomfort? Why don't I call the imperial doctor to show you?"

Fan Yuan replied: "No serious problem, thank you for your concern, Brother Huang."

"Then go back and have a good rest." Duan Yi sized up Fan Yuan's expression and said, "From now on, you will often come to the palace to sit."

"Yes, my brother will leave." Fan Yuan retreated after another salute. He walked through the various courtyards and halls of the imperial palace and finally exited the gate of the imperial city. When the housekeeper saw him coming out, he greeted him and asked him whether he should go back or go. where.

Fan Yuan thought for a while, asked the housekeeper for a money bag, led a horse and said, "I'll go back later, you don't have to follow."

After the butler agreed, he drove the carriage away.

Fan Yuan got on his horse, put on the reins and started to run. As for where he was going, he didn't have an accurate idea in his mind.

When the night fell, he ran to a pier. There were many exquisite painting boats parked on the pier. There was very melodious music coming from inside, and people could be seen swaying in the middle.

But he didn't want to go on a painting boat, but turned around and walked towards a small black-covered boat.

He threw the money bag from the steward in his hand and said, "Boatmaster, I want to buy your boat."

The old boatman shook his hands and opened the purse for a look, then looked up at Fan Yuan and said, "My lord, do you really want to use this money to buy my boat? Your money here is enough to buy a painting boat next door." ..."

"I don't need such a big boat." Fan Yuan said with a slight smile, "So are you going to sell it or not?"

Hearing this, the old boatman turned around and immediately pulled his wife and daughter ashore, and said to Fan Yuan, "Sell it, sell it, just take it and use it." After all, he couldn't understand the world of the rich, but the rich How is it possible not to make money.

"Thank you." Fan Yuan let go of the reins in his hand, jumped onto the boat, and untied the rope tied to the pier. With a light push of the bamboo pole in the water, the boat drifted far away along the current, gradually melting into the night. , Disappeared on the dimly lit river.

He sat in the black-covered boat and looked at the items on the boat. The old boatman seemed to have a whole family living in the boat, including firewood, rice, oil, salt, a firewood, pots and pans, two quilts, three small chairs, and a fishing rod. And a fishing net, that's all there is to this boat.

After seeing it, Fan Yuan didn't intend to use it, he sat on the bow of the boat and leaned against the side of the boat in a daze, letting the current carry him farther and farther, and gradually he didn't know where he was.

On the second day, the butler of Prince Ying's Mansion rushed into the palace to face the saint, and reported to Duan Yi the news that Fan Yuan hadn't returned overnight.

After hearing this, Duan Yi asked: "He didn't go back to the palace, nor did he say where he was going, so he just left?"

"At that time, the prince only said that he would come back later, but after no one was seen in the middle of the night, the younger one sent people out to look for it, and finally found an old boatman who said that the prince bought a boat from him, and then he drove away by himself. It seems to be walking along the water." The steward took out the money bag and said: "That day I thought the prince might need to buy something when he went out, so I brought some extra money with me, but the prince gave all the money to the old man. The boatman."

The steward was so anxious that he was about to cry, he knelt down and said, "little one, I really don't know what to do, so I came into the palace, and I beg the emperor to find the prince!"

Duan Yi was also a little dazed for a while, although Fan Yuan usually acted in a wayward manner, he had never done such an outrageous act. The river was so fast that if it flowed smoothly, he could travel thousands of miles in one day, then the steward said Fan Yuan After giving all the money to the old boatman, what is he going to do?

"Immediately...send someone to send a letter to search along the way, don't miss any place..." Duan Yi hastily ordered: "Also, send a message to Que Xian, let him decide what to do, go!"

For some reason, he always felt that if Fan Yuan could not be found after this trip, he would never want to see anyone again.

Fan Yuan spent more than ten days in a daze on the boat, and his whole body had already lost his strength due to lack of food. He lay on the side of the boat, looking at his own reflection in the water.

24 years, minus the two years he has no memory, that is 22 years.

22 long years.

Is it his dream for more than twenty years or the thousands of years in his memory?Strange people in a completely strange world, even if they have similar faces, they don't have the same memories as him. If it is really starting from scratch, why does he still remember the past, and why is he the only one who remembers.

Speaking of which, he still doesn't know what he will look like when he is old. Doesn't the old man with white hair and wrinkled face seem so good-looking?

Fan Yuan reached out and paddled into the water