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Shen Feiyun wanted to reach out to hug Su Lang, but was pushed away by Su Lang.

"I didn't have a fever to such a degree that I can't even walk. You don't have to treat me as a patient, not to mention that I'm much better now."

After Su Lang finished speaking, he took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub.

Shen Feiyun picked up the oil lamp on the table, put it on the shelf behind the screen, and stepped inside.

The bathtub here is not as spacious as the one in Mingde Hall, it is only for bathing and not for other purposes, so it is naturally not as good as Yihuifang.

Sitting inside, Shen Feiyun suddenly felt very cramped, couldn't stretch his hands and feet, and was very close to Su Lang.

He adapted for a while, found a way to stretch and move, and said comfortably: "Come here, I will wipe your back."

He and Jian Yishan wiped each other's backs in the bathhouse, deliberately picked a loofah ball, played tricks on each other, and rubbed each other's backs until the skin almost peeled off. It's not uncommon for them to do such bad things.

When Su Lang heard it, he hesitated for a moment, but after he figured it out, he could only pretend not to care. He was very used to a calm look, and rested his chin on Shen Feiyun's shoulder.

The treatment of Su Lang is of course different from the treatment of Jian Yishan, who has rough skin and thick flesh.

When Shen Feiyun saw that the slight wound on Su Lang's body hadn't faded, he knew that he had done too much, but this insignificant wound could be healed after a few days of care, and there was no need to apply snowflake dew cream, just let it be.

"It's really not uncomfortable?" Shen Feiyun wiped it gently with a soft cloth, "You like to be brave in front of me, for fear that I will look down on you. But in front of your confidante, you will hate it if you cut a small cut on your hand." It cannot be rendered as if it is terminally ill."

He deliberately teased Su Lang and told some interesting things about Jian Yishan.

So far, if he said that he didn't know what Su Lang cared about, it would be a lie.

But he knew in his heart that it didn't mean that he didn't use this to tease Su Lang. On the contrary, he saw his lover worrying about him, worrying about his gains and losses because of his words, and he was quite indescribably happy.

In order to play Jian Yishan well, Su Lang spent a lot of energy listening to Jian Yishan's talk about how to get along with others. Needless to say, Shen Feiyun was the most important.

In the past two years, Su Lang appeared in front of Shen Feiyun several times as Jian Yishan, to relieve the pain of lovesickness, and never missed anything.

But maybe because he changed from a friend to a lover, he didn't know how to deal with himself, and almost exposed his secrets several times.

He had no choice but to be thankful that Shen Feiyun plunged headlong into this relationship, looking forward to his closeness and showing favor, so he didn't care too much about his subtle changes.

Although Su Lang knew that there was a mistake this time, he thought that Shen Feiyun didn't notice at all, so he identified himself as Jian Yishan and said the slightly complaining words just now.

"I didn't try to be brave." Su Lang's heart was cut like a knife, and he buried his head on the side of Shen Feiyun's neck, "Whoever wants to put on a show in front of you bastard, I will be fine if I say it's okay, so don't bother me. Are you taking a bath, or a teahouse? The book talker is buzzing very loudly."

He intentionally got angry and imitated Jian Yishan's tone by ten percent.

Shen Feiyun couldn't help but said: "I have heard many stories, and I can also sing pornographic songs. If you want to hear it, I can come to a part immediately."

Su Lang was furious. When he first met Shen Feiyun and fell in love with him, she was not such a person at all.

Jian Yishan has no personality, and there are as many people who are happy as crucian carp crossing the river. In recent years, it has become more and more absurd. Shen Feiyun and Jian Yishan can be friends persistently. They really are like dogs of a feather, so we can't expect too much from him.

Su Lang raised his head, leaned close to Shen Feiyun's ear, and said in a muffled voice: "It's really been with me for a long time, and I have acquired bad habits. I will change everything in the future, and you will also be good for me."

Without waiting for Shen Feiyun to answer, Su Lang said again: "You used to be like a snowman, why have you been struggling in the world for several years, and you are even more of a jerk than me?"

Shen Feiyun couldn't hold back his laughter anymore, and directly clutched his stomach, overjoyed.

He seemed to remember the past, in Zuichunlou, he didn't like to participate in the mid-month hustle and bustle, and Su Lang and Su Lang handed the sword together and took the sword away.

After being together for a month, he has a pure mind, even if he is a little tempted, he only regards Su Lang as a hard-to-find bosom friend, playing chess and martial arts with Su Lang abruptly, from poetry to poetry to philosophy of life, but there is no romance.

In the end, he still couldn't guard against it, and was broken by Su Lang.

"So in your heart, I used to be like snow." Shen Feiyun shook his head again and again, "I really failed your opinion of me. My heart is very dirty now. This snow is probably the kind mixed with mud. Thanks to you dislike."

Su Lang had mixed love and hate for this, and when he heard Shen Feiyun admitting the changes in the past few years without any rebuttal, his heart felt a little hot.

Shen Feiyun quickly wiped Su Lang's body clean, then washed himself indiscriminately, then got up and took a large bath towel, and wrapped the two of them in it.

Su Lang's heart was already moved, but he said hurriedly: "Don't make trouble."

"I don't want to make a fuss." Shen Feiyun really behaved well, after drying off the water, he hung the bath towel on the shelf again, took out two sets of underwear, but only put them on for himself.

He put the other set beside the bed, and greeted: "I'll give you another dose of medicine, just in case."

With the domineering effect of Snowflake Jade Dew Ointment, it should have been cured, but Shen Feiyun was still worried.

Su Lang lay obediently on Shen Feiyun's lap.

This time the wound was almost healed. When the ointment touched the wound, it didn't hurt as much as last time. Su Lang didn't say a word, and didn't open his mouth to complain about the pain.

Shen Feiyun was honest, put away the ointment, went to wash his hands, and then hid under the quilt.

He had closed his eyes, ready for a good night's sleep.

After a moment of silence, Su Lang put his arms around him and asked, "Do you want to?"

Shen Feiyun hadn't slept yet, but his mind was very calm, he didn't have any thoughts, and considering that Su Lang was slightly injured, he immediately refused.

"You've been busy all day, aren't you tired?"

"Tired." Su Lang kissed him on the side of the cheek, "But you picked him a little high, and I just fell in love with you, so I can't help but want to touch you."

Shen Feiyun smiled, thinking that it would be great if Su Lang could always be so frank, but Su Lang's awkward temperament is really rare, so I'm afraid he can't say it out loud.

"Since you can't sleep, why don't we talk about something." Shen Feiyun suggested.

"What?" Su Lang was taken aback.

"Two days ago in Yihuifang, Shi Hongying's subordinates came to report that people from the Holy Fire Cult came uninvited, do you remember?"

"Remember." Su Lang nodded.

Seeing that the topic was changed, Shen Feiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Today I saw Shi Hongying expel the people from the Holy Fire Cult, as if the people from the Holy Fire Cult came to ask her to do something and offended her."

Shi Hongying and the Sacred Fire Sect have a deep blood feud, and they can be said to be utterly irreconcilable. I don't know how important it is that the Sacred Fire Sect can put aside their hatred and come to beg her.

Su Lang frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, it's just a guess." Shen Feiyun slowly explained, "It is absolutely impossible for the people of the Sacred Fire Cult to give up the restoration of the country, and they are very likely to come for this. They originally took refuge in Jian Yichen, but they refused, so they had to beg Shi Hongying..."

After clicking, Shen Feiyun stopped.

Su Lang really answered: "Shi Hongying can only be very close to Jian Yichen, and people from the Sacred Fire Cult will beg her."

"That's right." Shen Feiyun sighed, "Today, Shi Hongying and the Sacred Fire Sect are tearing their faces apart, and Yan Si and his party should not go to her again, and I'm afraid they will completely lose their heart to seek refuge with Jian Yichen. This is the opportunity you can take advantage of. Sneak in and take all of the Sacred Fire Cult into your pocket."

This is what Shen Feiyun considered for Su Lang.

"Why should I associate with the Sacred Fire Cult? Wouldn't things be possible without them?" Su Lang's tone was displeased.

Shen Feiyun turned around, hugged Su Lang in his arms, followed the other side's sideburns, and asked the key point: "Apart from Yangzhou, do you have other troops?"

It hits the nail on the head, and hits Su Lang's Achilles heel.

"No." Su Lang frowned, with worry on his brows.

Shen Feiyun analyzed the pros and cons: "Jizhou is now under the control of my father. Yanzhou is where the Shi family is located, and the Shi family is the leader of Yanzhou. They have managed Yanzhou pastoral care for decades, and their forces are intertwined. In this way, you don't have to think too much about these two places. "

Su Lang nodded, agreeing with his words.

Shen Feiyun said again: "The forces in Qingzhou are more complicated. The Lu family, the Luo family, and the branch of the Holy Fire Sect under He You. You were ordered to subdue the Holy Fire Sect. You have been to this place. You know better than me. Jian Yichen and Lu Qingdong He You and He You have a pretty good relationship."

He didn't say these words before, but now he said them slowly, not a single word was wrong.

Su Lang felt like a stick in his throat, he didn't know whether to praise Shen Feiyun's heart like a mirror, or his mind was deep, anyway, it was completely opposite to Su Lang's initial impression.

He has never let Shen Feiyun see through, correspondingly, the original Shen Feiyun also has two sides, the other side is only revealed for Jian Yishan.

Su Lang's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a low voice: "You understand it in your heart."

Shen Feiyun was silent for a moment, as if aware of Su Lang's implication, he replied after a while:

"What you know in your heart and what you want to do often run counter to each other. After everything is over, why don't we return together hand in hand, be a muddleheaded, mediocre person who closes his eyes and listens, but wants to live a smooth life, be safe and happy, so satisfying carry on."

"Okay..." Su Lang was on the verge of tears.

He had heard Shen Feiyun say this many times, but this time touched him the most.

He heard it when he was in Qingzhou; he heard it in the palace; he heard it again in Luoying Pavilion.

It may seem naive to some extent, at that time Shen Feiyun was ignorant of worldly affairs, and held a child's heart in front of his eyes, but he was tempted but helpless.

The situation is different, he is a person who stepped into the mud early, and he will not compromise to achieve his goal, so he can only put his words in the air after hearing it, and treat it like a mirror.

But now Shen Feiyun was no longer clean and innocent, and was making suggestions for him, instead of standing on the high ground to pull him, but actually accompanied him into the sinking, hugged and said that they would climb up together and leave.

Su Lang has never hated it like this before, hating himself for not being Jian Yishan.

"It's useful for you to win over the Sacred Fire Cult." Shen Feiyun's tone was beyond doubt, "Although Yangzhou is powerful, it is far away, and its military strength is far less than that of Jian Yichen. If you really got that position, it is not enough to have a will to testify. Jian Yichen will definitely rebel.

"Jian Yichen relies heavily on Shi Hongying. I can't guess what happened in the past few days when Yanzhou rebelled. Part of my father's troops guarded Jizhou, and then sent out to pacify Yanzhou. Then Chang'an fell into Jian Yichen's hands."

Su Lang understood half of it, and asked, "What does this have to do with the Holy Fire Sect?"

"Use the Sacred Fire Cult to contain Yanzhou, and my father can fight Jian Yichen with all his strength. As long as you sit on the throne within this time, the dust will settle." Shen Feiyun closed his eyes, very tired.

He said coldly: "The emperor knew that his life expectancy was approaching, so he planned for a few months to call all the prefectures and herds to Beijing. He wanted to dismiss the prefectures and counties' military preparations, just to pave the way for his next appointment. Once he died, he directly used the reason of filial piety to detain the prefectures." Mu, the group of dragons has no leader, and the remaining troops only need to be subdued slowly, and the situation will be stable in a year or so."

Speaking of this, Shen Feiyun kissed Su Lang, and asked: "Guess, who is the emperor's favorite person now? Is it you, Jian Yishan, who abolished the crown prince Jian Yike and slaughtered his mother's family to please him?"

"No guess." Su Lang hugged Shen Feiyun tightly.

The future is uncertain, but there is no turning back.

All the above guesses are based on the succession of Jian Yishan. If the premise is not true, Shen Zhao will definitely welcome Jian Yichen back to Beijing to take the throne.

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