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Xiao Jianshen only felt that Fu Tinghuan's reaction was getting slower and slower recently, as if he was not the same person as the energetic young talent he saw at the Huating Banquet for the first time.

He was somewhat puzzled, deduced that it might be the sequelae of the injury, and at the same time asked again: "After a few days of resting, his complexion has improved a lot. Would you like to try going to the field and go out for a walk with me?"

It's not that Fu Tinghuan didn't hear Xiao Jianshen's inquiry.It's just that his mentality was too complicated and weird just now, causing him to miss his own voice for a while.Now when he heard the question again, his eyes turned and fell on the bamboo hat and cloth strips that Xiao Jianshen used every time he went out. He smiled slightly and said, "Does Brother Xiao know about disguise? My brother is not talented, just happens to know a thing or two."

Xiao Jianshen's eyes fell on Fu Tinghuan.After a while, he sat in front of Fu Tinghuan.

The two were sitting facing each other, Fu Tinghuan was sitting on the bed because of his own injuries, his clothes were loose, and he felt weak.

Xiao Jianshen's gaze stayed on Fu Tinghuan.

To be more precise, most of his attention was focused on the movements of Fu Tinghuan's hands.

Xiao Jianshen has heard about the art of disguise, no matter it is in the book or other channels, and he has also met someone who disguises himself, but he is not sure about the specific steps in detail.Therefore, when Fu Tinghuan demonstrated the steps one by one, Xiao Jianshen looked particularly carefully. When Fu Tinghuan's hand touched his face, his gaze also focused on Fu Tinghuan's face.

There are very few people in this world who can meet Xiao Jianshen's eyes at such a close distance.

Even Fu Tinghuan, who had had extremely close contact with Xiao Jianshen in the past few days, couldn't help turning his eyes away when he saw the other person focused as if the person he was looking at was the eyes of the whole world. Eye.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little strange.

But Xiao Jianshen didn't notice this subtle change. He was only surprised that the other party's eyes wandered and his movements were exactly the same - this is of course not difficult for martial arts practitioners, but the question is whether Xue Maoqing forgot about him. Didn't you show your martial arts in front of yourself?

Is this because the other party is injured so he is not responsive, or is he deliberately distracted to numb his vigilance a little bit? ... Xiao Jianshen couldn't guess the truth behind the scenes, but whether it was the former or the latter, since Xue Maoqing had already exposed his flaws, it meant that as long as he worked harder, sooner or later he would be able to touch the person behind Xue Maoqing.

Such thoughts in his mind did not affect Xiao Jianshen's attention to the steps of Fu Tinghuan's disguise.

The faster the opponent moves, the more focused he is.When Fu Tinghuan became more and more inattentive, and when what he was about to wipe on the brows of his brows almost touched the corner of his eyes, Xiao Jianshen grabbed the other's hand all at once.

The seemingly slender wrists are actually strong and fleshy.

Fu Tinghuan came back to his senses at this time, he was so distracted in front of Xiao Jianshen recently that he couldn't bear to look at him: "It's almost there. But I have contacted Brother Xiao in Beijing, if I go out like this, I'm afraid it will be too late." It is reminiscent, Brother Xiao, wait a moment, I will also modify it..."

His voice has not yet fallen.The things in his hand have been taken away by Xiao Jianshen.

Xiao Jianshen held up the chin of the person in front of him with his fingers, and he followed the steps of Fu Tinghuan's demonstration to use all the things he used for Yi Rong back on the other person's face one by one.

His fingers caressed each other's eyebrows, eyes, and lips, just like he had embraced each other's waist, arms, and legs in the past two days.

During this period of time, it was not that the two had no more intimate contact, but it was the first time for Xiao Jianshen to directly touch each other's face like this, and to keep his gaze on the other's face for a long time.

The other party has a...very special face.Xiao Jian thought deeply.

It's not that he lacks the heroism of a man. Whether it's the tall nose bridge or the slightly thin lips of the other party, they are showing a vague sharpness and coldness.But such sharpness and ruthlessness seemed to be properly hidden under the soft outline of the other party, so that people could only see his romantic, uninhibited, and...beautiful appearance.

The pen in his hand lightly swept Fu Tinghuan's eyebrows.The brows that were originally straight turned into crescent eyebrows.He then dipped some rouge in the bowl with his fingers, and swept it on the other's lips and cheeks.

Crescent eyebrows and phoenix eyes, jade nose, red lips and peach blossom face.

The flowers in the yard, the people in the house.I don't know the beauty of people or the beauty of flowers.

Based on his feelings, Xiao Jianshen drew a disguise for Fu Tinghuan that was both different and most suitable for him.When he put down the pen, he only thought of the words "face is like a good girl, looking forward to Qingcheng".

He said to Fu Tinghuan: "That's all." After speaking, he praised, "Maoqing looks like a god."

Fu Tinghuan just turned to look at the bronze mirror in the room, and as he expected, the mirror had turned into another face that was not very similar to the face of "Xue Maoqing".

An extremely beautiful face that makes people feel that I can tell whether I am male or female.

The prince is deeply scheming—the prince is deeply scheming—

This kind of scheming is used to catch men, it is really deep like a magic pen without anger!

He turned to Xiao Jianshen again, and the look in his eyes was already half-annoyed, half-smiling: "It turns out that Brother Xiao is a good player here."

"My virtuous brother taught you well." Xiao Jianshen said frankly.He was smart since he was a child, and few things could stump him, and his disguise was nothing but a trick. After watching Fu Tinghuan do it once, he mastered seven or eight points.But he didn't need to show off, so he attributed all the credit to Fu Tinghuan.

I don't want Fu Tinghuan to get more annoyed after hearing this, and smile more on his face, but he didn't say anything.

Going out of the small courtyard, within a few steps, you can see the trails, weeping willows on the river embankment, the smoke from the kitchen, the cocks and the dogs barking, an old yellow cow is walking in the field, and the old farmer sitting on the ridge of the field is smoking dry tobacco and wearing short hexagrams. , the sleeves and trouser legs are rolled up high, and the face is wrinkled like dry and cracked land.But when he saw Xiao Jianshen and Fu Tinghuan approaching from afar, he immediately leaned forward, greeted them enthusiastically and awkwardly from a long distance away, and said, "The Langzhong and Master Xiucai are out for a walk—"

Only then did Fu Tinghuan know how Xiao Jianshen introduced himself to the outside world.

With this old farmer's greeting as the beginning, then, one by one, the villagers passed by the two, and those men and women would always say hello, say hello respectfully or say "the doctor and the scholar are taking a walk slowly." , and left without disturbing, occasionally a few young children looked at the two figures with awe or longing from afar.

Not even one person cared about the cloth strips and bamboo hats on Xiao Jianshen's face.

They walked around the small Yungui Village, stepped on the rustling yellow land, passed the fields where the seedlings had just been inserted, passed the huge old tree at the entrance of the village, and came to the Tianbo River.

One spring rain and one green.

The two stood side by side on the river bank. Fu Tinghuan, who was seriously injured and was able to get off the ground just now, felt chest tightness and shortness of breath even if he walked slowly, and his forehead was sweating.In this way, it was the result of Xiao Jianshen accompanying him, walking slowly around at a speed slower than a woman's.

Fu Tinghuan took two deep breaths, there was no one else nearby, he casually said with a smile: "I don't want the prince to be so popular in this small village, just because of his own face, the daughters of the east family, the west family, the south family and the north family are also vying to be the first desperately want-"

He was a little unsteady, and his slightly trembling body was suddenly pulled by someone.

One of Xiao Jianshen's arms was across his waist and abdomen, which was the only part of his upper body that was not wounded.

Xiao Jianshen's gaze first rested on the new green seedlings that were rooted in the soil just a foot in front of Fu Tinghuan's feet.He felt that the body under his arm was hot and trembling, and the pain was always unbearable.Therefore, in order to prevent Fu Tinghuan from standing unsteadily and stepping on the crops under his feet, Xiao Jianshen kept holding the other sideways with one hand until the trembling that he could feel gradually subsided, then he retracted his hand and bent down , uprooted a wild vegetable in the field that competed with the seedlings for nourishment.

This wild vegetable is no more than one foot high, with small white flowers on the top, the leaves are the size of a nail shell, heart-shaped, it is something Xiao Jianshen ate when he was young, it is called shepherd's purse.

He said to Fu Tinghuan: "Feeling alright?"

"there is nothing."

He casually asked, "Have you heard those rumors too?" The rumors refer to the daughter of the East, West, North and South families that Fu Tinghuan just mentioned.

"Although I am recuperating in bed, I am not deaf or blind." Fu Tinghuan said.He looked at Xiao Jianshen when he was talking, Xiao Jianshen had already walked a few steps forward at this moment, and washed the wild vegetables on his hands with the water in the Tianbo River.He couldn't see Xiao Jianshen's reaction to this sentence under the layer of black tulle and the strip of cloth behind the tulle.Without that eye-catching face, it seems that the thoughtfulness that only appears in behavior can no longer be ignored.

Fu Tinghuan didn't want to look at Xiao Jianshen's face, so his eyes rested on Xiao Jianshen's hand at will.

Xiao Jianshen was picking a leaf and chewing it in his mouth.

Slightly astringent, a little burr.Not very tasty, almost the same taste as I remembered.

But he took another piece and put it in his mouth.

It was delicious as a kid.

Xiao Jianshen didn't think Fu Tinghuan would be interested in such things, but to his surprise, the other party's eyes seemed to stay on this.He was a little surprised at first, and then soon relieved, thinking that the other party is so easy to raise these days, it's not surprising that he wants to eat this.Unlike his master back then, he cooked a table of dishes, but the other party only moved a chopstick.

Therefore, even though it is a rare thing to remember the past, Xiao Jian took a deep look at the wild vegetable in his hand, and then passed it over and asked, "Would you like to try it?"

Fu Tinghuan: "..."

He was also taken aback for a moment, not quite understanding why he would turn to this topic... But it was not an unbearable request, he still took the wild vegetable, grabbed a leaf and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing while I think, it's still as astringent and hairy as in memory...

"It doesn't taste very good." Xiao Jianshen said.

"The taste is really not very good." Fu Tinghuan asked truth from facts.

"I've eaten it before." Xiao Jianshen said.

"I've eaten it before—" Fu Tinghuan answered, and only after he finished speaking did he realize what Xiao Jianshen just said!He suddenly turned to look at Xiao Jianshen, only to see the other side's profile standing a few steps away from him, wrapped in layers of cloth towels.

The wild vegetables in his hand seemed to gain a lot of weight that they didn't have due to the space.

The dignified prince, how could he have tasted cheap dishes from the countryside?Even if he had tasted it by chance, why would he mention it in front of him?

Only when the crown prince had someone investigate the experience of "Xue Maoqing" and know the true and false past, can he do what he does today and say what he says today.

Investigation is what it should be.

But being so considerate to this point is an extraordinary person.

If he was the body of a daughter, he would have to follow suit.

Fu Tinghuan had mixed feelings in his mind for a moment. He looked down at the wild vegetable in his hand, then knelt down, pressed the loose soil near a seedling with his palm, and pinched away a small insect on the leaf with his fingers. .He did not kill, but gently released the bug.

Xiao Jianshen saw this scene.At this time, he suddenly found that although the other party was beautiful, when he was alone in silence, he looked a little stunned - because the other party was in a daze again.

He has been worrying about the land recently, and he also understands how precious food is to farmers, so when he saw that Fu Tinghuan might step on a seedling, he stretched out his hand to help him.Unexpectedly, the other party immediately squatted down to take care of the crops, and the movements were extremely skillful.

He looked at him with admiration for a moment, and felt regretful: If the person in front of him is not a spy, no matter whether he is a lecturer in the East Palace or an official, he is a rare talent...

Fu Tinghuan stood up from the ground.He walked back and forth a few steps, did not look at Xiao Jianshen, only stared at the wild vegetables in his hands, and sighed: "The prince is a great husband, if there is a daughter in this world who rejects the prince, I don't know how hard-hearted she is. "

He thought he had said enough.

What does the country daughter have to do with him?Xiao Jian raised his eyebrows, and didn't want to discuss this with the spies.

But seeing the sky tall and trees piled high, mountains heavy and rivers back, blue waves gurgling, and a breeze rustling, he stood with his hands behind his back and asked Fu Tinghuan: "Maoqing, would you like to go back to the East Palace with Gu?"