King's favor is hard to do

It's really nothing, you don't have to worry.It's windy outside, you go back to the car and sit down. "

"You get in the car first, I will follow you."

Han Yuan originally wanted Bai Jiaoran to go first, and he followed behind.If there is really something wrong, he can still support Ah Jia.But after Bai Jiaoran said that, he had no choice.

He slowly lifted his foot, pedaled on the shaft, and exerted all his strength.But he didn't want the person to be in mid-air, but his eyes were blurred and his feet were soft.He didn't even make a sound, just leaned back.

At this moment, Bai Jiaoran stretched out his arms and took him into his arms.Ah Jia also quickly took a step, supporting his body from behind.The two sides worked together, and finally did not ask the dignified Mr. Han to be loaded down from his own carriage.

"..."

"You still say it's okay?"

Bai Jiaoran complained in a low voice.Seeing that Han Yuan's face was very pale, he stopped scolding him, but took his arm and helped him into the car,

"Come on, get in the car."

"That's right. It's all like this, and you are still so brave, my lord, you are really worrying..."

Bai Jiaoran didn't say anything, but Ah Jia behind him muttered dissatisfiedly.The volume is not too loud, just enough for everyone in the car to hear clearly.

Han Yuan's face was a bit ugly,

"Ah Jia, shut up."

"My lord, not only are we worried about you, Lord Bai is also very worried about you. That moment just now made me break out in a cold sweat! My lord, I beg you, don't you stop being brave this time, and you should go back recuperating?"

"Ah Jia!"

Han Yuan scolded, and the carriage fell silent.Han Yuan felt Bai Jiaoran's gaze cast on his face, and seemed to hesitate to speak.

He exhaled lightly.

"Jiaoran, I told you to read a joke."

"..."

"But I really don't have any serious problems. I just stood up anxiously and felt dizzy for a while."

"My lord, why are you so stubborn? Lord Bai is not stupid, can't you see what's wrong with you? My lord, the more you hide it, the more guilty you seem..."

The coachman coughed twice, and Ah Jia shut his mouth reflexively.

But this time Han Yuan didn't scold him.

His face was gray, he closed his eyes slightly, and leaned back against the carriage.Then let out a deep breath.

——Ajia is quite right.In front of Bai Jiaoran, he always subconsciously wanted to appear more reliable and more comfortable.But his current situation is so bad, Bai Jiaoran is not a fool.His cover-up just now, I am afraid it looks very funny.

The car was going fast, and the road was a little bumpy.Han Yuan's head rested on the carriage, bumping against the rigid wall as the body heaved and fell.

A pair of hands rested behind his head.

He opened his eyes and saw Bai Jiaoran looking at him worriedly.

"..."

Han Yuan sat up a bit, pulled Bai Jiaoran's hand from the back of his head, and held it in his palm.

"I am fine."

"You keep telling me you're okay."

Bai Jiaoran's voice was not too loud, it rang in Han Yuan's ear,

"Even if you were sick, you didn't tell me. I don't know what you are thinking, what you are angry with, or what you are worried about. Han Yuan, are you determined to alienate me?"

"how come?"

Han Yuan held Bai Jiaoran's hand, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"I just……"

There was a pause.Bai Jiaoran asked,

"Just what?"

"It's nothing."

Bai Jiaoran lowered his head and stopped talking.After a while, he wrapped his arms around Han Yuan into his arms.

"..."

Han Yuan's face froze.He was tall and burly, with long hands and long legs, but was held in his arms by Bai Jiaoran who was half a head shorter than him.That's not to mention, Bai Jiaoran pressed his head on his shoulder, still feeling like a little bird clinging to someone.

After a moment of silence, Han Yuan asked,

"Jiaoran, what are you doing?"

"You are suffering now."

"...I'm fine. But you, what are you trying to do?"

"If I'm sick, you'll let me rest against you."

Bai Jiaoran tried to straighten his waist so that Han Yuan, who was half a head taller than him, could feel more comfortable when leaning against him.

"I remember before, you were always like this..."

Han Yuan was silent for a while, feeling a bit sour in his heart.He has always been as tough as a bandit and as tough as weeds. He never thought that there would be a day when he would be cared for carefully.

——Although this feeling is not only not sweet, but a bit weird.

"Actually, I really didn't..."

"Do you still remember that time, we hid from the rain in the mountain temple?"

Bai Jiaoran's clear and cold words made Han Yuan speechless.

That time, the two went to the county in a bullock cart, but encountered heavy rain.Stuck up and down the mountain, I spent the night in the mountain temple...

And then...he took advantage of Bai Jiaoran's ignorance, and coaxed him into doing some bad things...

At that time, relying on Bai Jiaoran's lack of understanding of things, he made up a trick to coax Bai Jiaoran thoroughly.But now that Bai Jiaoran has fused with him, he will never be that obedient baby who doesn't understand these things.

What is he trying to do by bringing up old things again?

Han Yuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and couldn't help swallowing.He peeked at Bai Jiaoran, but Bai Jiaoran's expression was as usual.There's no embarrassment, and it's not like asking him to settle the matter again.On the contrary, he lowered his eyelashes, and there was still some nostalgia in his expression.

"I still remember that at that time, I was spoiled and spoiled you a lot, but you have always been very patient with me. After I went down the mountain, I was sick, and you took care of me while doing things... That was the first time I lived outside for so long , and fell ill. But you are with me, I don’t feel sorry for myself, but rather happy.”

"That time, you lost your temper with me when you returned to the capital. I thought you were very upset."

"I'm really not happy, but that's because you plotted against Mr. Zhang. Actually, it has nothing to do with you."

"Old Mr. Zhang... Oh, you said that wooden head."

"Han Yuan, why are you still so outspoken?"

Bai Jiaoran frowned all of a sudden, "Mr. Zhang is an upright man, and he is so old, why do you say that about him? You were the same at that time, tricking him..."

He wanted to continue, but seeing Han Yuan's pale face, he swallowed it back.just sighed,

"Han Yuan, you are always like this. You like to deceive people. You are so smart that you can deceive anyone you want. At that time, you also deceived me in the mountain temple and did some messy things."

"Oh, what a mess."

Han Yuan raised his eyelids and repeated.Then he smiled slightly.

……

【those messy things】

Cough cough, the so-called "mess" thing, let's focus on it here.

The incident happened shortly after Han Yuan was admitted to Tanhua.

After the No. [-] Scholar Banquet, the whereabouts of Jinshi were decided.To everyone's surprise, Han Yuan didn't stay in the capital to be an official of any yamen, but went to a county on the outskirts of Beijing to become a county magistrate.

In the eyes of these Jinshi, this is almost like exile.

Compared to this, Bai Jiaoran went to Qingshui Yamen Hanlin Court as the number one scholar, and became a Qinggui bachelor, so it doesn't seem particularly abrupt.

Others thought that someone was trying to punish Zhiyue so that he did not get a powerful official position this time.But few people knew that this arrangement was actually requested by Han Yuan and Bai Jiaoran.

Whatever the reason.After the two took office, one was studying sage books in the capital every day, and the other was busy with the summer harvest in the county, which was extremely busy.In a blink of an eye, the two had disappeared for more than a month.

Just at this time, the county magistrate in the county next door to Han Yuan wanted to recuperate from illness.The county magistrate and the Bai family were still acquaintances, so Bai Jiaoran packed up and ran to the outskirts of the city, intending to condolences to the old man.

And then let's see how Han Yuan is doing... He just refused to admit it. He had actually been looking for an excuse to visit Han Yuan for a long time.

Really just by the way, by the way.

When Bai Jiaoran arrived at the county government office, Han Yuan was walking out.When the two met each other, they stopped in their tracks.

Bai Jiaoran stared blankly at Han Yuan, and that handsome face with sharp edges and corners lit up little by little.A warm smile flowed from his eyes, making Bai Jiaoran's heart skip a beat, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Brother Han..."

He wanted to say, standing in the sunset, you look extraordinarily handsome.But he didn't know that it was never sunshine but himself that lit up the smile on Han Yuan's face.

"Coming?" Han Yuan smiled angrily, "It's just right, let's go."

"...Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you go."

Han Yuan held Bai Jiaoran's shoulder with one hand without being polite, and took a lot of pastries wrapped in oiled paper from him by the way.Bai Jiaoran was forced out of the county office by him, only to find a bullock cart parked at the back door.

"Brother Han, where are you going? I came in a carriage... I can give us a ride."

"The roads in the country are muddy, and the horses tend to sprain their feet, which is not good. Bullock carts are more secure-the paths are uneven and somewhat bumpy. Can you do it?"

"no problem."

"It's fine."

Bai Jiaoran didn't realize that the problem was serious until he really set out on the road.

Where is the road muddy?It's all rocks and rocks!He was jolted so badly that he felt like vomiting.

Suddenly, an arm took him into his arms.Bai Jiaoran fell on Han Yuan's chest, almost vomited out of pain.

"Well…"

"Uncomfortable? You can rely on me to sleep for a while."

A hand gently wiped Bai Jiaoran's face, telling him to close his eyelids.Han Yuan's voice sounded from above Bai Jiaoran's head, with a trace of apology.

"Close your eyes and rest for a while. It's my first time here too. I don't know if this is the case here... Do you feel very uncomfortable?"

【Han Bai】That Night Part [-]

"Reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, it should be like this... I am too delicate. It dragged down Brother Han's schedule."

Bai Jiaoran felt a little sorry, but Han Yuan felt even more sorry than him.

"What a drag. When you come back next year, I will build all the roads from the county town to the countryside, so that you can go to the countryside comfortably in a carriage."

"Brother Han wants to build roads? That's really a good thing. It will be much easier for people to come to the county. But, will the corvee be heavier?"

"I think it's best not to use corvee. It's best to raise a sum of money to hire people to repair. Corvettes hurt the people. The local people who are apportioned may not be proficient in these tasks, and they need to bring their own dry food, which delays their own farm work. But the hired people are not only proficient in their work, but also eat, drink and drink in the local area, and it is a good thing that more than half of the employment expenses spent are returned to the local people.”

"Good is good. It's just..."

Bai Jiaoran thought, but where did the wages for this employment come from?

He didn't know that what Han Yuan was thinking was that the corvee had to be paid by the small people themselves, and the big households would benefit instead.This kind of thing - it's better for the big family to hire people with blood, so that the small people can benefit together!

"Today I went to the countryside just for this matter. It is said that last year's harvest was not good, and this year the big households are clamoring for a [-]% tax cut. I want to see how bad it is!"

"Do you really want to reduce taxes for them?" Bai Jiaoran was a little worried, "But if you really reduce taxes, you will have to pay the fixed amount of money and food to the court. Han Yuan, then you don't have enough money, how can you build roads and bridges?" ?”

"Aren't there those big families? All of them are farming and studying to pass on to their families, and they claim to be sages and ancestors. They should shed some blood... Well, help the folks in the village?"

Han Yuan was afraid of scaring Bai Jiaoran, so he purposely described the big eater in a fresh and refined way.Sure enough, Bai Jiaoran did not doubt that there was him, and nodded in agreement.

But he still has a little doubt.

"But what if they refuse?"

"No?"

Han Yuan smiled, revealing two snow-white canine teeth, "I'm a local parent official, so that's their real father—if father speaks, how dare they say no?"

——What is this called?

Bai Jiaoran's jaw almost fell to the ground.

"Han Yuan, you... you still want to be promoted, but pay attention to your official reputation!"

Official reputation is the reputation of being an official.Although "fame" is invisible and intangible, it is very important.

Whether an official is doing well or not, not only the prime minister Yushi emperor above said hello, but also the people below say hello-the people here refer to the local big families.After all, they have a large number of people, and when you leave office, they can hold an umbrella of people to build momentum for you, and they can also find a few people to complain in the street that you are rampant in the countryside, and you will die if you play tricks.

Therefore, generally being an official will not offend the local big family too much.Hello, hello, hello everyone, the future is long, isn't it?

But Han Yuan was never an ordinary person.If you become an official, you will naturally not be an ordinary official.

What's more, he didn't intend to offend the local big family - he planned to offend the big family under the rule of the old Mr. Zhang next door.

Did we just say that Bai Jiaoran went to the countryside to send warmth this time under the name of "visiting the sick magistrate of the next county"?

This old Mr. Zhang is the county magistrate who wants to "go home sick"—and Han Yuan must bear the unshirkable responsibility for his "going home sick".

Speaking of this old gentleman magistrate, Manchaotang is actually very famous.

Famous does not lie in his good knowledge, nor in his long time in office.The reason is that he is a single-minded person—his family was originally very special and extremely rich, but throughout his youth and middle age, he only did two things: take the imperial examination and help the poor.It can be said that this is a man who took the sage's book to the extreme, and he managed something that the sage himself could not do.

Later, the imperial court commended the advanced and wanted to give him an official position, but he refused.The stubborn old gentleman said that he must pass the imperial examination, this is the right way.

Under the order of the imperial court, he was given a fellow Jinshi background as an exception.It was Bai Zhiyue who handled this matter back then, so in a sense, Bai Jiaoran was an acquaintance with him.This is also the reason why he came to see the old man—it's just that at this moment, he still doesn't know the truth about this "illness".

What's the truth?

In fact, it is very simple in summary, just four words - intolerable.

And if you want to expand it, things look like this.

Before Han Yuan came, Mr. Zhang had been the county magistrate for many years and had never received a penny of black money.But besides holding a book of sages and reading tremblingly every day, he even handles cases according to the scriptures.The old man pretends to be aloof, and never goes down to the scene to take a good look at the evidence, let alone initiate a criminal investigation.

But he is clean.And especially compassionate - as long as the prisoner didn't murder and set fire, he would cry a few times in front of his hall, "I still have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child to raise... I want to reform myself and believe in the dogma of saints from now on..." He will believe it .All the scoundrels in the county have learned this trick, bullying the honest people until they want to cry.But after a long time, honest people are forced to be helpless, and they have no choice but to be rogues to protect themselves.

There are too many scoundrels, and there are not enough honest people in this county.These rascals made their minds on the neighboring county, stealing chickens and dogs every day, and molesting women.When someone came to arrest them, they ran directly to their county towns—since the county towns each manage a share, it is not easy for these county magistrates to go to the old man's county town to arrest people.What's more, there is no benefit in arresting people, and sending them back to the old man is like releasing them.Shut up in your own county?Don't prisoners need to spend money to keep them alive?

This stalemate continued until the day when Han Yuan came to one of these counties to take over as the county magistrate.Before he could put down his salute, he had already caught a rascal on the street.

The rascal was extremely arrogant, and he said to him confidently with his hips akimbo,

"I'm not a citizen of your county, why do you arrest me? Send me back to my own county, and our county magistrate has the right to interrogate me!"

Han Yuan heheed, waved his big hand, and slapped him directly, slapping the rascal on the spot.

"You, you... how did you hit someone?"

"What's wrong with me beating you? Is it reasonable for you to be arrogant in Laozi's territory? If you dare to talk nonsense again, Laozi will directly beat you to death, do you believe it or not?"

The rogue opened his mouth wide - he has little experience, and the officials he has seen are all sanctimonious, and he has never seen such a powerful county magistrate.

Is he a rogue, or is the county magistrate a rogue?

In fact, it's just stealing, and it's really not possible to beat them to death on the spot (otherwise, the county magistrates who were so angry that their mouths were crooked would have beaten them to death long ago).But Han Yuan was too imposing, and the rascal didn't dare to say another word after all, so he gave up on the spot.

——It's easy to handle if you are cowardly.

Han Yuan thought to himself, he was afraid that he would not give in.This kind of cowardly little rogue who wants to pretend to be a society is the most suitable for killing chickens and monkeys.

Then the rogue was put in a cage for public display.A sign was erected next to the cage—theft of property, the county spared no effort to guard it on its behalf.The cost of board and lodging shall be borne by oneself, and one silver cent shall be paid on behalf of the guard.

Every time the rogue takes a sip of water or a bite of food, the cost will be added.Even if he doesn't eat or drink, the fee will still increase-isn't the agency custody fee just for this?

Han Yuansheng was afraid that the old pedantic county magistrate would not know about this matter, so he wrote a letter and sent it to him.When the old pedant got the news, he was shocked and rushed to see it.

Seeing his own people being locked up by Han Yuan in cages like chickens with dog tags on them, the old pedant almost burst into tears.The rascal was even closer than seeing his own father, and almost knelt down on the spot.

"My lord! I know I was wrong, my lord! I have an eighty-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. They are all at home waiting for the rice to cook before I come out to steal things, my lord! I must read the sage books and reform myself when I go back—— My lord, take me back, I will let you handle it!"

"Master Han, this is a citizen of my county. He already knew he was wrong. This..."

"The old county magistrate is really well-educated. With a face here, he admits his mistake without saying a word."

Han Yuan smiled slightly,

"You can take it away. He stole a chicken. He should be sentenced to one month in prison. He eats and drinks a dime a day. You should pay three taels of silver."

"I……"

The old man widened his eyes,

"Who lives in prison and pays?"

"Of course you don't have to pay to live in your county prison. After all, those government servants are supported by the imperial government's salary, and the prison is also maintained by the imperial court. But it's different here..."

"What's the difference? Doesn't Mr. Han's county yamen servant not get paid by the imperial court, and doesn't need the imperial court to build a prison?"

"That's of course useful. But the imperial court pays for them to do a good job in the county's detention, but not for the rescue of neighboring counties-one yard is one yard, and we did the job for the boss. The money is naturally I accept it for my lord."

"This……"

The boss has a stalk in his heart, but he can't say anything about Han Yuan.It's just that the salary is a fixed amount, which is paid to the yamen servant every month and cannot be deducted; he has no extra money, so he can only pay for it himself.Three taels of silver... It's half a month's salary for him!

"Master Han, this... this person has not been locked up for a month. It's only a few days. In terms of money, isn't it..."

"My lord is right, and I can't take advantage of neighboring counties."

Han Yuan waved his hand, "Come on, send him back to the prison, and release him after a month!"

"No, my lord! My lord, save me! I've changed my past! My lord! The sage book says that you can't leave me alone, my lord!"

Hearing the rascal howling, the old county magistrate gritted his teeth and tremblingly took out three taels of silver from his pocket——

"Okay... I'll pay you the money. Lord Han, let my people go."

Han Yuan froze for a moment.He really didn't expect the old county magistrate to pay the money out of his own pocket.But soon, he hooked the corner of his mouth, and put the money into his pocket as if nothing had happened.

"Okay. Boss, go back and take care of your people. Otherwise..."

This meaningful "No", seems to have no effect.In the next few months, the surrounding counties followed suit, tossing the old county magistrate to death.The others were not as shameless as Han Yuan, who charged a month's worth of money as soon as they were collected, but they couldn't stand the crowd even if they did it piecemeal!

Soon, the old county magistrate wrote to the court, saying that he was sick and recuperating.

You see, the old gentleman is old enough to be Han Yuan's father, and he is an old pedant whose reputation has spread all over the capital.So what if Han Yuan offends a few big households that no one loves or cares about?In his eyes, is this still a problem?

Of course, the matter of offending the big family has to be put aside for now.

Because the prerequisite for offending the big family is to see the big family, and the prerequisite for seeing the big family is that the bullock cart pulls Han Yuan to the door of the big family.

But very unfortunately, the ox cart has broken down now.

In the wilderness with no village in front and no shop behind, there was still heavy rain pouring overhead.Han Yuan, together with Bai Jiaoran beside him, was poured into a drowned rat without the slightest precaution.

【Han Bai】Three of that night

"It's really unlucky... It's not early, it's not late, but it's this time!"

Han Yuan, who has always endured hardship, shouldn't have cared too much about the heavy rain.But he looked down at Bai Jiaoran, but his mood was extremely anxious.

"Is it cold?"

"It's okay...it's not too cold...don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine..."

——Obviously already trembling, but still want to say it's okay.Han Yuan became more anxious, took off his official robe, and wrapped it around Bai Jiaoran.Although it is already soaked, it should be thicker, so the wind will not blow through it directly.

"You gave me all the clothes, what do you do?"

"I'm fine, I'm used to it."

Han Yuan stretched out his thin inner robe with muscles all over his body, he grabbed Bai Jiaoran with one hand, and carried their belongings with the other.The bullock cart was unloaded on the side of the road, and the driver followed behind with the cattle.

Even Han Yuan carried the coachman's luggage on his shoulders.

A group of people walked crookedly, with one foot deep and the other shallow.Until Bai Jiaoran was so cold that he couldn't control his teeth knocking, finally an abandoned mountain temple appeared in front of them.

Seeing the mountain temple, Han Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.At the very least, there is a roof above the head to shelter from the rain, so as not to freeze overnight in this wilderness.

But looking down at the people around him, Han Yuan lifted his breath just after he breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Jiaoran's eyelids drooped, as if he was about to fall asleep - but his little face was pale from the cold, and his whole body was drenched.In this case, who would feel sleepy?

It's not sleepiness, it's exhaustion—this squeamish guy, Bai Jiaoran, can't take it anymore?He is so weak?

If there is any further delay, he will definitely be seriously ill... This guy who doesn't go to the village and doesn't go to the store... How much will he suffer?

Just thinking about this person's suffering made Han Yuan feel his heart burning with pain.

But it's useless to be uncomfortable.Han Yuan has always been a practical man.As soon as he pushed Bai Jiaoran into the mountain temple, he looked around and started to do it.

Soon, the rotten door panel was split into several pieces by Han Yuan and became ready-made firewood.Then ignite it with flint, and it becomes a blazing bonfire.He dug out a few worn earthen pots from the side of the mountain shrine, washed them with rainwater, and brought some water to boil.

Only then did Han Yuan care to touch Bai Jiaoran's body, Yu Xiaoyan felt cold.

Han Yuan looked at the pot in his hand.This thing is half broken, and the water that can be boiled at a time is limited.Just now Bai Jiaoran drank some, but he still couldn't warm up.

"There is still some hot water, you can drink it."

"then you……"

"Don't worry about me, you drink."

"That can't be done, it's such a cold day..."

"Don't talk nonsense, drink!"

Almost pinching his nose and pouring hot water for Bai Jiaoran, Han Yuan saw that his face finally looked better, not so pale.He breathed a sigh of relief, filled the earthen basin and started boiling water again.

"It seems that the rain will not stop for a while. We have to spend the night in the mountain temple."

Looking at the little rain outside, and looking back at Bai Jiaoran whose lips were still blue, Han Yuan felt a little worried.

"Sleeping in a place like this, can you?"

"it should be no problem?"

Say so.But looking at that little face that was pale with cold, Han Yuan felt that the problem was quite serious.

But at this time, a gust of cold wind whizzed by, bringing the rain outside the door along with it.The fire swayed for a while, and even Han Yuan shivered.

--That does not work……

Han Yuan frowned and took off his inner robe.Then he hung his inner robe on the crooked beam of the house, and tied two bricks to the hem—the clothes were stretched flat, and they were standing between the wide open temple door and the fire, at least they could block the wind .

"Pass me my robe."

"Um……"

Bai Jiaoran's head hurts.His face was hot, but his body was shivering with cold.But he obediently sent over the official robe he was wearing.It's just that when he stood up, his feet softened for some reason, and he almost fell into the fire.

Han Yuan grabbed his arm with one hand and pressed him against his chest.

"Lean on me."

Leaning against him, Bai Jiaoran stood firm and raised her face.His eyes were blurry for a while, and clear for a while.Blurred are the four walls of the mountain temple, the bonfire, and Han Yuan's dexterous hands fiddling with his robe.Clearly, it was Han Yuan's tight lips, focused eyes, and Adam's apple rolling up and down with his movements.

"Han Yuan."

"Ok?"

"so cold."

"Ah."

Han Yuan was busy using his robes to encircle a place for them, which could somewhat shield them from the wind.Bai Jiaoran knew he was busy, so he didn't get angry at him and dismissed him with a "huh".

Han Yuan told him to stand there, and he stood there.It's just that he's more uncomfortable.

He didn't even notice when Han Yuan finished his work and was looking down at him.

——Many years later, when Han Yuan recalled that night at the mountain temple again, the earthy smell of rainwater would fill his nostrils again.He will surely recall the moment when Bai Jiaoran couldn't stand still and slipped from his embrace to the ground.

——Okay, now everyone knows that Boy Jiang has watched "One Hundred Years of Solitude".Then we continue the story of that night.

Even when Bai Jiaoran was leaning against Han Yuan's chest, he was a little unsteady.His feet were soft and he slipped from Han Yuan's arms.

Han Yuan subconsciously reached out to help him, but before that, Bai Jiaoran hugged Han Yuan's waist by himself.

Han Yuan lowered his head and saw Bai Jiaoran's eyelashes trembling slightly, with a dazed expression on his face.Obviously no strength left, Bai Jiaoran still tried hard to regain his footing, and he even grinned.

It was too cold, so the smile was a little stiff, but not forced.

It was really frozen.

Han Yuan saw a breath of white air from his fresh lips.

"I'm fine... I just didn't hold on to it. Don't worry about me."

While saying this, Bai Jiaoran raised his head to look at Han Yuan.The two were very close, one was looking up and the other was looking down, the distance between the two young and handsome faces was no more than an inch.

Obviously there is a fire next to it, and there is a miserable wind and rain outside the door—but at this moment, Han Yuan felt that the light of the fire was completely dimmed, and the wind and rain outside disappeared far beyond the edge of the world.

His eyes were only the boy's face, and the way he looked at himself.Those eyes were bright and soft, like a round of warm sun, illuminating the entire mountain temple.

This surprised him, but also gave birth to an indescribable feeling.It was as if a hand had gently scratched his heart, it was sore and painful, with an inexplicable itch.

——This person himself is about to freeze to death, how can he still have such clear eyes?

No matter what kind of turmoil arose in his heart, Han Yuan looked very calm.

He just took off the innermost obscene robe calmly, revealing his strong muscles.Then he moved his shoulders and neck, threw the obscene robe on the ground, and untied the oiled paper bag——Bai Jiaoran was carrying these things when he came to see him.It's a pity that after being soaked in water, it has been broken into slag.

"It's all dirty and can't be eaten."

Shivering by the fire, Bai Jiaoran said softly.There was a little disappointment in his eyes - the peach cakes inside were hard to buy, and he was not willing to eat a single bite, so he brought them to Han Yuan, intending to share them with each other.

But now...

If I had known earlier, it would have been nice to have eaten it on the bullock cart just now.

"Well, I know. Fortunately, it's wrapped in oiled paper, so it's not too dirty. It shouldn't be a big problem if it's boiled in water until it turns into a mush."

Han Yuan threw all the wet snack residue mixed with rainwater into the earthen pot.He picked up a wooden stick and stirred it, and wiped his hands on the straw pile beside him.

"Bai Jiaoran."

"what?"

"Take off your clothes."

Bai Jiaoran was taken aback.He hesitated moving his fingers to the skirt of his shirt.But he didn't ask, let alone protest - what Han Yuan said must be reasonable.Tell him to take it off, and he will take it off.

Maybe it was too cold, but his fingers were shaking so much that he couldn't untie the tie two or three times.

A pair of warm hands covered him.On the fingers, there is still some sweet fragrance of peach cakes.

"It's not impossible to dry the clothes at body temperature, but the clothes are soaked in water and are too wet. At least they should be hung on the fire to evaporate some of the water vapor."

Han Yuan patiently unbuttoned the outer robe for him, shook it off, and dropped water droplets on the ground.

"Also, since you want to warm up by the fire, you should be closer to the fire. Whichever side the wind blows from, you should sit sideways—with your back facing the wind, your waist will get cold; Dare to get too close."

As Han Yuan said, he also took off Bai Jiaoran's inner robe, and hung it up to dry in the same way.Then he threw a few pieces of firewood into the fire, and pointed to another place,

"You sit here. Warm and sheltered from the wind."

"Then where do you sit... ah!"

Before the question was finished, it turned into an exclamation.Bai Jiaoran grabbed Han Yuan's fingers, looking a little embarrassed.

"The last one, let's not take it off...Scholars shouldn't expose their bodies at will..."

"Ok?"

Han Yuan raised his eyebrows.Bai Jiaoran seemed to have just realized——Han Yuan had already stripped his body.

He subconsciously looked at Han Yuan, and for some reason, his face turned red.

Han Yuan is different from ordinary scholars. He has been used to work since he was a child and has great strength.So his muscles are strong, his shoulders are broad, but his waist is narrow, he is an out-and-out male dog waist.When he was wearing clothes, he seemed very thin, but now it seemed that the muscles rolled with his movements, and the lines were distinct.

The light from the fire came from behind him, dyeing his body a golden red.Even his face with sharp water chestnut angles looks extraordinarily deep.

He didn't speak, but stared at Bai Jiaoran with a half-smile.

"I, I didn't mean you..."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care if you talk about me."

A smirk appeared on Han Yuan's lips,

"I don't believe in any sage books. No matter how nice the words are, it's useless. It's only a bit of skill if you can do things that others can't do."

Before the words finished, Han Yuan had already tore off Bai Jiaoran's obscene clothes neatly.

Then he put the obscene clothes on himself.

"what?"

"Ah, what? Sometimes, warming yourself by the fire is not as fast as drying clothes with your flesh."

"Then, why don't you let me dress myself..."

"Nonsense, didn't you shout cold?"

Han Yuan walked around behind him and sat down on the spot.With his legs spread apart, he was holding Bai Jiaoran in front of him.

"Closer to me, it won't be cold."

As he said that, he wrapped his arms around Bai Jiaoran, and suddenly pulled back.

"what……"

Bai Jiaoran was caught off guard and fell directly into his arms.Two arms wrapped around his body vigorously, and a warm whisper came from his ear,

"Closing together like this, won't it be cold?"

【Han Bai】The Fourth of That Night

It's not just cold.

Han Yuan survived the hard days day by day, and his physical fitness is excellent.I have been busy for half a day just now, my muscles and bones are all active, and I am almost sweating.At this moment, she is sitting behind Bai Jiaoran, wrapping him in her arms, with her bare chest directly pressed against his back.Bai Jiaoran could feel the heat coming from behind - it was strange to say, Bai Jiaoran never knew that his body was so sensitive.He could even feel the slight rise and fall of Han Yuan's chest when he breathed.

"What about you?"

A voice sounded behind his ears, breathing gently on his neck.Bai Jiaoran trembled in horror, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

At the same time, I had a strange feeling, and...

Bai Jiaoran's face turned red.His lower abdomen tightened, and he quietly moved forward a little, so as to stay away from Han Yuan's naked body.

"Run why run! Hugging to keep warm, which saint's rule has been broken?"

Han Yuan's tone was a little impatient,

"My chest, do you think everyone will rely on it? It's just because I'm afraid of you