The mountain road was impossible to travel on horseback, so Gu Yuanbai climbed up the mountain on foot with great interest.
The slope of this mountain is quite gentle, but Gu Yuanbai still overestimated his own bottom, the mountain has not yet climbed to the halfway point he has already pale, hard in the heat of the day out of a head of cold sweat.
Chu Wei was the first to notice that he was not right, anxious to help him to rest under the tree, Gu Yuanbai's fingers trembled slightly, he received his fingertips into his sleeves, calmly calming his rapid breathing.
Inhale, exhale. A sidekick served herbal tea, Gu Yuanbai glanced at it and whispered, "Use plain water with a bit of salt."
He should be suffering from heatstroke, dizziness, blackness under his eyes, tightness in his chest and a little nausea, at the very least a mild degree of heatstroke.
Gu Yuanbai placed his hand on his belt and pulled it off to take off his outer robe in the midst of Chu Wei's shocked gaze, Chu Wei abruptly turned his back, the corner of his clothes drew a semi-circle on the ground, and his alabaster ears were so red that they were almost dripping blood.
Gu Yuanbai cleanly stripped his clothes down to just his lingerie, and he loosened the sash so that the collar was no longer so tight. Tian Fusheng and the eunuchs hurriedly circled the clothes on his arms and legs, the people around him were sweating profusely and waving their fans, the cool breeze, the wind poured in from his limbs and chest, Gu Yuanbai was only a few moments more comfortable.
The lining was white, revealing the wrist and half of the calf was even whiter than the lining for a few more points, through the white jade general glistening luster, surrounded by green thick, to him into a foil.
褚卫过了半晌才忍下羞意转过身，御医正在给圣上把着脉，宫侍、官员围在圣上身边，褚卫看得清清楚楚，有些年轻官员的眼中闪躲，已面色通红地不敢多看圣上一眼。
His Holiness was mighty and famous in the four seas, and I'm afraid that many people are just now remembering that, in addition to that majesty and dignity, His Holiness's face was also first class and stunning.
Chu Wei could not help but be a little displeased, and when he saw Chang Yuyan come up with a smile to the side of the saint's concern, such displeasure was even deeper. Impulsive for a moment, he went up and took away the folding fan from Chang Yuyan's hand without any explanation, seemingly covering a corner of the saint, "Your Majesty, there is a stream not far away, do you want to go there to find some coolness?"
Gu Yuanbai smiled bitterly and said, "Take a break before you go."
Finding the beginning of the emptiness of the master, to now have seven years, Gu Yuanbai thought that his body and bones are no longer not afraid to climb a mountain, did not think that the sun is a little bit bigger, there has been a heatstroke.
He also wanted to go by the stream to cool off, but he was too lazy to move, if Xue Yuan was here, I'm afraid that he would have already carried him, a lazy person, over.
Gu Yuanbai was lost in thought for a moment, and as Chu Wei looked at his expression, he was inexplicably a bit flustered, and for the first time, he lost the rules and said, "Your Holiness?"
Gu Yuanbai was abruptly awakened, his eyes reimagined into this lush and verdant apparition in front of him, looking back, smiling at Chu Wei, "What is it?"
Chu Wei lowered his eyes, hiding those small thoughts that were not bright and open, "I will go with Lord Chang to fetch some stream water for His Holiness."
Chang Yuyan had been standing by the side looking at Chu Wei with a smirk, only then did he speak out, "Lord Chu is right, it would be better for His Holiness to use some cool water to wipe away the heat."
As soon as the two of them said that, the surrounding officials followed suit and wanted to go, also wanting to show His Holiness their loyalty. Gu Yuanbai nodded in agreement, and the number of people surrounding the place suddenly decreased by half.
While these people were carrying the water, Dong Ling Wei found another nice shady spot, and Gu Yuanbai rested a few breaths and stood up to head to the shady spot. On the way, he passed a large tree with gnarled roots and branches so thick that it couldn't let in any light. Gu Yuanbai was about to pass under the tree when a gust of wind came, accompanied by a sudden pleasant sound.
Gu Yuanbai's footsteps paused, and he raised his head in response to the sound, meeting the long wooden pieces dangling from between the mismatched branches. As the breeze moved, debris collided under the carved wooden pieces, and feathers fluttered lightly with the wind, the sound crisp and clear.
It's a Jimondo made of stone feathers.
Chamfondo is similar to a wind chime, which was used by the ancients to detect the wind and pray for blessings.
What's up with that on the way up?
Gu Yuanbai was curious, "Zhang Xu."
The head guard leapt to reach Jim Fengduo, Gu Yuanbai got his hands on it and then looked around, before he could see anything, he heard another wind bell ringing in front of him, and after taking a few steps forward, he also saw the gently swaying Jim Fengduo in another tree.
"How come there are so many Chamfondos," Gu Yuanbai wondered, "Is it possible that they are hung on the trees by the priests who live here in seclusion?"
As soon as he spoke, a gust of wind blew violently. The Jimbo Duo of the tree in front of him rang out violently, and more Jimbo Duo in front of him, one after the other, played together in the gale of falling leaves.
Dings, crisp sounds weaved in and out of the trees, and there were actually hundreds of them.
Gu Yuanbai was mesmerized by his hair, and he simply closed his eyes directly. The loose sash drifted out of a graceful arc with the wind, and as the gale rose, the rattling sound of Jim Fengduo sounded like it was wrapped in the wind as it danced and sang.
Float upwards, through the canopy, through the clouds.
The hot air was swept away, Gu Yuanbai did not know when to bring up a smile, in such a voice it seemed as if his body was relaxed, as if he was blown by the wind and flew up. Tian Fusheng beside him was suddenly surprised and said, "Your Holiness, there are words engraved on the Zhanfengduo in your hand."
Gu Yuanbai opened his eyes and looked at the place Tian Fusheng was pointing to, but it turned out to be a small piece of gravel with blurred words carved on it, and he got close enough to recognize the line that read, "I hope he doesn't suffer from the pain of the medicine".
Gu Yuanbai's heart suddenly jumped faster.
He didn't even know what he was thinking, all he knew was that he told Zhang Xu to take down the Chamfondor on the tree in front of him again, he searched for words on the Chamfondor, and it didn't take much to find a line that read, "Hopefully he will no longer shed tears."
Gu Yuanbai looked at this line of characters for a long time, the strokes of these characters all used a great deal of force. Writing on stone wasn't the same as writing on paper, and the handwriting carved into the stone was vaguely familiar, yet unfamiliar.
The fluttering flowers and grasses of the Brahmaputra, one by one, the Chamfondor was removed, and one by one the words above were reflected in the eyes.
"May he live long and without sickness."
"Look for him to eat more."
"Look for him to have no pain in his legs and feet on rainy days."
Gu Yuanbai walked forward with the ringing of Jim Fengduo's bell, and the people around him followed behind, looking at the corners of his lips that were sometimes pursed and sometimes tinged with a smile.
"Look for him to sleep until morning."
"Hopefully, what he carries will not be a burden."
"Expect him to use some tipple, but only a little."
Another gust of wind blew in the forest, and Gu Yuanbai seemed to sense something as he raised his head, looking toward the front of the mountain path.
At the top of the mountain road appeared a tall figure dressed in Confucian robes, he looked at Gu Yuanbai and wanted to smile, but before the smile unfolded, he saw that Gu Yuanbai's lining was not right.
His complexion changed and he suddenly came running from the top of the mountain, his flowing and wanton Confucian robe was instantly brought out by him with the momentum of ten thousand horses and thousands of troops. Gu Yuanbai's eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, watching this person getting closer and closer, his face getting clearer and clearer, and finally being picked up in a hug, toes off the ground and being carried around in several circles.
The surrounding people thought it was an assassin attack, and before their swords were drawn, they heard the head of the guards say in dismay, "Lord Xue--"
The Zhan Feng Duo in Gu Yuanbai's hand swayed along with it, and the silk threads tangled together. The scenery in front of him spun around and around, and the next moment, Xue Yuan was running towards the top of the mountain with him in his arms.
Drumming heartbeats rang in his ears as Gu Yuanbai grabbed onto Jim Fengduo and lifted his head from his arms.
A firm jaw with stubble that looked as if it had just been shaved, he still had the residual dampness from his shower, and his throat was locked and so much darker.
Three years.
He has grown into a mature man's form through weather and time.
The sharpness between his brows sank, as if he had been locked up without stretching. There was a tiny scar on the side of his face that had begun to scar.
Xue Yuan is already standing.
It seems that young can be used to describe him, and it seems that it can not be used to describe him. He is still very strong, holding Gu Yuanbai ran such a long way breathing did not change at all, as if there is no change, but it seems to have changed a lot, but Gu Yuanbai does not know where the change is.
The words on the distant envelope steeped through time and space and distance to the front, the figure in front of me gradually became staring, the body was hot, the palm was hot, it was a living, breathing person.
It's someone I haven't seen in three years.
Gu Yuanbai's memories were all of him from three years ago, but as soon as the current Xue Yuan came out, he forcefully shattered the impression he had left in Gu Yuanbai's memories from three years ago, leaving only this one person in front of him, unfamiliar and familiar.
Gu Yuanbai didn't like to treat life negatively, even though the three years of separation were bitter and slow, he had always faced life optimistically and positively, looking for the joy that would exist even if he was separated. But at this time, he had never understood so clearly: Xue Yuan was different.
They have missed each other for three years, and there should be some changes that the other party cannot participate in. Even Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but feel a little frustrated at this time.
The embrace lurched, and Xue Yuan looked down at him, pressing Gu Yuanbai's head into his arms, and said in a deep voice, "It's fine, it won't be uncomfortable anytime soon."
The eyes darkened, and the scent between his breaths gradually awakened memories of still familiar temperatures, familiar embraces and smells.
Gu Yuanbai shook the Zhanfengduo in his hand, and all his thoughts settled down.
He was led through a corridor and finally placed on top of a bamboo bed, the bamboo mat refreshingly cool. Gu Yuanbai's hair was folded underneath him, and the loose sash on his body was undone by a pair of large hands, the last of his clothes falling apart.
Footsteps were far away and close, the door to the room was closed, the pattering water in the basin sounded, and the handkerchief was wrung out and gently wiped over Gu Yuanbai's forehead and eyebrows.
Xue Yuan laughed softly, "Close your eyes."
Gu Yuanbai closed his eyes.
Warm hands grazed from his neck to his abdomen, and Xue Yuan pulled his pants off to look at them, murmuring and whispering, "Missed me."
Gu Yuanbai slapped down his hand.
Muffled laughter rose, and his legs were carefully rubbed, the already recovered body completely dispersing the last of the summer heat, cool and silky, the sweat in his hair gone with it.
Gu Yuanbai's expression slowly relaxed, and the clothes on his body were once again put on. The circled sleeves and legs of the pants were lowered, Xue Yuan hadn't served anyone to dress for three years, but he was hardly rusty when he served again.
Xue Yuan asked, "Is it still hard?"
Gu Yuanbai shook his head.
Xue Yuan laughed a little, leaned down and hugged Gu Yuanbai, hugging him uncontrollably several more times, "Missed me to death!"
Mouth full of love words one sentence after another, talking and kissing Gu Yuanbai's face passionately, saliva smeared all over his face, words blurred, "Yuanbai, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much."
Thoughts so strong that they took shape dripped with thick liquid, and drop by drop they were about to drown Gu Yuanbai. Xue Yuan hugged him to his body and kept talking about missing him in his left ear, and passionately telling him about his love in his right ear.
Those strange feelings that had just risen were dissolved and dissipated in his thoughts and love.
Someone outside the door looked dramatically at the door, his voice anxious: "Your Holiness!"
Tian Fusheng's voice rang out, "Aiya Chu adults, you and small to the side to come, if you want to ask what with small said, small one by one to listen to you say."
After a while, the door of the room was knocked again, and Chang Yuyan, with a smile on his face, tried to say, "Your Holiness, I have brought water."
Gu Yuanbai pushed Xue Yuan's head away, "Get lost."
Xue Yuan's expression immediately became soothing, "It's been a long time since I've been scolded by His Holiness, Your Holiness, it's not enough, rebuke me a few more times."
Gu Yuanbai: "...... Put me down."
Xue Yuan complied and carefully set him down, his fingers meticulously smoothing out every wrinkled fold on Gu Yuanbai's body and smoothing out every loose strand of Gu Yuanbai's hair.
His palms were all tinged with an unwillingness to give up, a heavy attachment pressed against them, and when they finally left the top of Gu Yuanbai's head, it was as if they were pulling out a flora and fauna love wire.
Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but reach out and stroke his hand between his brows and eyes, where it had long since unfolded, but there were still traces left behind from a long frown, "What kind of difficulty can make you leave such deep scars within three years?"
Xue Yuan lowered his head to let him caress him, so comfortable that he closed his eyes, sniffing, his eyelids twitched, holding the saint's hand, "Is it true that the saint doesn't know?"
Gu Yuanbai: "Huh?"
Xue Yuan opened his eyes, his dark eyes were like adult beasts, the waves of sugar were buried under the surface, he sighed tersely, finally at this moment he showed a completely different appearance from the past.
Deep, blazing.
"Because of someone, someone you and I know by heart," he, "my sweetheart."