You Can't Be Fierce Towards Me!

Three days have passed since the last time the spies went out to explore the way.

The news brought back by the spies was still dozens of miles away, with no human habitation, dead trees and white snow everywhere, and it was impossible to tell the direction.

Chu Xiangtian had no choice but to choose a direction based on his years of experience. After a group of people trekked for two days, they finally found a place to temporarily settle down and let the spies explore the road again.

A fire was lit in the open space, and the rescued slaves huddled together to warm up the fire. No one spoke, but everyone's expression was shrouded in a dead breath, and only the occasional cough could break the silence.

When the sky darkened, heavy snow like goose feathers floated in the sky again. The snow has been getting bigger and bigger these days, and the weather is getting colder day by day. The prey in the mountains are hiding and they can't find the prey. They could only kill and eat the remaining horses one after another.

It's just that there are so many people, and I don't know how many days they can manage. If they still can't find a way out, not only the rescued slaves feel hopeless, but even the soldiers who followed Chu Xiangtian can't stand it.

Soldiers are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of despair little by little in a desperate situation.

Chu Xiangtian sighed for a long time, and tried his best to sort out the news sent back by the spies, trying to figure out the most likely way out.

Suddenly there was a slight noise from behind, faintly mixed with adults' scolding and children's suppressed weeping.

Chu Xiangtian turned around, and saw not far away by the fire, the older child who had talked to him was holding the thin child in his arms, and was shaking the exhausted sleeping adults awake, sometimes speaking in Chu country, sometimes Said in interlaced foreign languages, "Do you know how to see a doctor? My brother is sick."

Some people scolded impatiently and continued to sleep, some would take it over to have a look, and finally returned the person to him with a sigh.

In the end, a middle-aged woman picked him up and said something to him in a foreign language. The older child ran out in a hurry. After a while, he came back with a piece of his robe missing, soaked in snow and cold, and then cautiously placed on the smaller forehead.

Chu Xiangtian stepped forward, "What happened to him?"

The woman held the child, shrank timidly, and lowered her head, not daring to answer.

The same child replied: "My brother is sick and very hot."

Chu Xiangtian squatted down and looked at the child in the woman's arms. The child's dark face was blushing at the moment, the cloth scarf on his forehead was chilly, and he frowned uncomfortably from the cold, his clenched teeth were still trembling.

Chu Xiangtian stretched out his hand to touch it. The child was hot like a stove. He frowned, took off the cloak on his body, hugged the child, and found some herbal medicine to cure the wind and cold for the woman to cook. It was poured into the unconscious child, and then the person was tightly wrapped and placed by the fire, and the older child took care of him.

"He's too young, I guess he can't stand cold water to wipe himself off. You guard him and let him sweat, and he'll be fine if he survives."

The older child bit his lip and responded with a suppressed cry.

Chu Xiangtian didn't know how many times he sighed. He looked into the woods reflecting the cold light of ice and snow, and only hoped that the spies he sent would bring good news.

***

Fu Huang and the others followed the marks they made to search all the way there. After searching for a day, there was still no trace of people, but occasionally they could find traces of trampled grass and shrubs on the side of the road.

After a night's rest, the group looked for signs on both sides of the road full of energy. Compared with wandering aimlessly in the deep mountains, the accompanying guards took the initiative and spread out to look around.

Xue Qingshan followed Fu Tian closely to protect him, and suddenly heard a loud shout from the side, "Who's there?"

Xue Qingshan turned around quickly, drew out the saber at his waist, and blocked Fu Tian behind him vigilantly.

The one who yelled was an accompanying guard. He was looking around, but suddenly found a figure flashing by not far away. The traces in the snow are hard to hide, just like that sneaky figure. Hurry up, but the footprints on the snow cannot be hidden.

A group of people surrounded them vigilantly, and the figure hiding behind the tree had to show up, also holding a short dagger in his hand, with a vigilant expression.

Xue Qingshan was overjoyed to see his outfit, and stepped forward to sign a few signs. This is some communication language commonly used by spies in the Great Chu Army, and only those who have learned it specially can understand it.

Seeing his movements, the spy was stunned for a moment, then showed ecstasy, quickly made a few gestures to prove his identity, and then said eagerly: "You guys got the news and went to the mountain to look for us?"

Then he saw that there were only a few of them, and they didn't seem to be sent to search for them, so he hesitated and said, "Aren't you also lost?"

Xue Qingshan shook his head, "There are signs along the way, we know the way."

The spy was overjoyed, and quickly turned around to lead the way, "That's good, we've been trapped here for almost half a month, if we can't find a way out again, then the brothers will really die."

A group of people followed behind him, and Fu Tian walked in the middle, holding the longevity lock tightly with both hands, and silently said a few words of heaven's blessing.

It took another half a day for the spies to return by the same route. By the time they arrived, it was already evening, snowflakes were flying, and the sky was dark, but the lights of the fire could already be seen from a distance.

Fu Tian suppressed his eagerness, but his eyes were fixed on the fire not far away, unable to move away.

The spy was the happiest one. They searched for a way out for a long time, but they all returned in vain. This time they went out and finally ran into someone. At first, he was worried that it was an enemy rather than a friend, so he didn't dare to ask for help directly. But God bless, I met my own people.

Before arriving at the camp, he began to happily gesture to his colleagues who were ambushing guards in the dark, and the camp immediately boiled when he received the news that the alert was lifted!

— Reinforcements are coming, they can go out!

Chu Xiangtian came over in a hurry, and at a glance he saw the young master who was protected in the middle and wrapped tightly with only a pair of eyes exposed.

He was dazed for a moment, and looked at Fu Tian who was on the horse in astonishment.

Others gathered around one after another, exchanging news excitedly, only the two of them stood motionless, staring at each other longingly.

Fu Tian's eyes were a little red.

Chu Xiangtian was wearing a thin cotton coat, his long hair was tied up with a cloth belt, his beard was unshaven, and there were unhealed wounds on his face.

Chu Xiangtian opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked, he couldn't utter the short words, he could only stride forward, and hugged him into his arms with red eyes.

"How did you come?"

The moment Fu Tian was hugged by him, tears flowed down, like a river breaking its embankment, it couldn't be stopped, so he could only hug his waist, bury his face in his chest and wail silently.

The people around looked at the two in surprise, only Xue Qingshan and his party knew the inside story, and he looked at Fu Tian with admiration. If Fu Tian hadn't insisted, they would not have been able to find the hundreds of people trapped in the deep mountains.

Silently waved them away, Xue Qingshan followed the others to discuss matters.

Chu Xiangtian felt pain in his heart, rubbed his rough palms on the back of his head a few times, and then scolded him fearfully, "I'm getting more and more courageous, dare to run into the mountains with such a small number of people?"

Fu Tian sniffed, and said in a sobbing voice: "They all said something happened to you, I'm afraid." I'm afraid that he really will never come back.

Before coming here, how firmly he told others that Chu Xiangtian would be fine, but in fact, he was so afraid that Chu Xiangtian would be buried deep in the mountains like they guessed, and would never come back.

Chu Xiangtian choked up, and inserted his fingers gently into his hair, "I'm sorry..."

Fu Tian shook his head in a muffled voice, his fingers clenched his clothes tightly, "I found you."

"Well, you found me." Chu Xiangtian kissed him on the top, hugged him down and hugged him, then got on the horse again, clamped the horse's belly, and walked towards the opposite direction of the camp.

The pony trotted the two of them to avoid the sight of everyone, Chu Xiangtian lifted his face up, the young master's face was flushed with boredom, and the eye sockets were also red, only the dark eyeballs were moistened by tears, with With heart-shattering fragility and fear.

"Sorry……"

Chu Xiangtian kissed his eyes. His chapped lips were not soft, but they had a warmth that reassured Fu Tian. Fu Tian closed his eyes, took the initiative to stop his neck, and desperately searched for his lips.

Chu Xiangtian kissed him cooperatively. In the past, the young master who was obedient in his arms like a little sheep was extremely eager at this moment, sucking his lips and tongue hard, hugging his neck and getting close to him, not leaving him alone. There is a gap.

The corners of Chu Xiangtian's lips were bitten off, but he still entangled with him indulgently and kissed him deeply, until Fu Tian was almost out of breath, then he pushed him into his arms, and patted him gently with his palm, " Okay, okay... I'm here, I'm fine..."

Fu Tian grabbed the clothes on his chest, only feeling an urgent longing rushing straight to the top of his head, never wanting him as much as now, wanting to feel his presence.

He clasped Chu Xiangtian's chest, raised his head and kissed him passionately again, and murmured from his entangled lips and tongue, "I want you..."

Chu Xiangtian's rationality broke down with a "bang".

The two entangled in a deep kiss, even though they were panting and still refused to let go of each other, Fu Tian wanted more, took his hand to untie the tie, and invited in a hoarse voice, "More..."