It's early spring. It should be the time when all things revive and new buds bloom. Unfortunately, on the snow-capped mountains of Linfengguan, the snow all year round makes this place without the four seasons. It will always be a cold winter that invades the soul. Off the beaten track.
People don't like the severe cold here, it doesn't mean that other creatures don't like it either. As far as the eye can see, on the vast land of twilight snow, a black shadow that is as fast as lightning is running wild with reckless joy, and the snowflakes stirred up by its four hooves are splashing. Looking at it, it turned out to be a sweaty BMW with a dark body and a faint glow of blood red light between its fur. It held its head high, as if it was the only existence in this world, so reckless and free.
After it ran wildly in the snow for several laps, it suddenly made a long hiss and ran to a place with joy. There stood a woman wrapped tightly under a ferret robe.
In less than a moment, the horse ran to the woman's side, treading lightly on its front hooves, and the nose made a squeaking sound. The woman smiled and stroked its head, but it avoided it, until she took out several wrist-thick ginseng from the cloth bag behind her, and the horse turned its head towards her. But after biting the ginseng from her hand, it turned its head away coolly and ignored her. Even so, it did not run away, but stood beside her, and used its strong and tall body to help her block the oncoming gale.
The woman smiled lowly, leaned against the horse's back gently, and enjoyed a rare quiet time.
She discovered it a few months ago and was amazed by its wild and uninhibited free attitude when it ran wild in the snow. Since then, she has lived at the foot of the snowy mountain every night, and waited for it during the day, using ginseng to lure it to her appearance. place and talk to it. At first it was very impatient to listen to her nagging, and when it didn't show up for most of the day, it slowly came to this fixed place to wait for her.
The woman sighed lightly. It had been half a year since she had traveled to this different world. The days with it were her most peaceful and happy time. Chatting with the horse, suddenly snowflakes floated in the sky again. The weather above the snow-capped mountains is really unpredictable.
The woman patted its head and chuckled, "Ice Soul, it's snowing, I'm leaving."
The steed snorted impatiently, whether it was because she was dissatisfied with her self-inflicted name or because of her ranting.
She was unmoved, still calling it Ice Soul, and still instigating. Wrapping her robe tightly, she waved to Ice Soul, and the woman walked down the mountain. Ice Soul followed her from a distance, not close.
The woman walked a few steps and found a mass of things not far away. Thin snow covered it. She couldn't see what it was. She walked over, patted off the snowflakes, and gently lifted the thin blanket covering it to take a look. , took a breath in shock.
Under the thin blanket, a young man curled up. In his arms, he hugged a little girl of eleven or twelve years old tightly. Although the girl was already wearing layers of clothes, her face was still pale, and she seemed to be gone. Is comatose. The man was wearing only a single shirt, his lips were frozen purple, and his slightly fluttering eyelashes showed that he was still alive.
The flying snow came with the cold wind, and it got bigger and bigger. There was also thin snow on the snow, and it was almost impossible to see the way down the mountain. She raised her head and glanced at the cloudy sky, and the woman frowned slightly. If she didn't save the two, I was afraid that the coming blizzard would definitely kill them. their lives. It's just, how can she move them alone
She was still worried about how to save these two people, but the ice soul was already impatient. It has a natural sensitivity to climate changes, and naturally knew that danger was approaching. It ran to the woman agitatedly, lowered its front hooves, and hissed anxiously, trying to take her away.
The woman happily smiled and said, "Ice Soul, then you will have to work hard." After speaking, she immediately started to drag the two on its generous back. The woman grasped the mane of Ice Soul, the wind and snow was too heavy, she only panted and shouted loudly: "Ice Soul, hurry up."
The woman wrapped the sable robe more tightly, and was about to leave quickly, but before she lifted her foot, the robe was caught by something. The woman turned her head and saw that Ice Soul was still lying there, with a low humming sound in its throat, showing its dissatisfaction with the woman's inconvenience.
Before the snowstorm hit, the bone-scorching cold wind made the woman unable to speak. She raised her head again, and the sky and the earth were already covered with darkness. Without any hesitation, she immediately stepped on the back of Ice Soul.
After confirming that she was seated firmly, Ice Soul stood up with ease, and in the blizzard, a strong shadow like black lightning flew down the mountain through the blizzard.
The violent turbulence made Shang Jun regain some consciousness, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all because his limbs were stiff. He was sure that his sister was still in his arms, and his heart finally settled down. The chaotic consciousness in Shang Jun's mind gradually became clearer.
For the past few months, they have been living in hiding everywhere. Long Chimu is determined to kill them. There are pictures of them wanted everywhere in the whole country. Although they have changed their faces, they are still unable to stay in the inn. They can't stay in residential houses, and they often run into each other with chasing soldiers.
His internal injuries became more and more serious, and Xiaoer was also very ill because of the long-term fear and fear, and the wind meal was sleeping in the open. He had no choice but to think of climbing over the snowy peak, leaving Cangyue, and hiding in the east corner for a period of time, but he did not know the severe cold on this snowy mountain. , far exceeding his expectations.
After five days of trekking in the icy cold, he finally couldn't stand it any longer and fell into the snow. In a trance, he could only protect Xiao'er tightly and couldn't do anything. He remembered that before he lost consciousness, he saw a snow-white shadow, and he couldn't see his appearance, but only vaguely saw that the man had a pair of Mu Chunming eyes that could melt ice.
There is a whistling wind in my ears, is he on horseback? What is the warmth that hugs him tightly behind him? Did the person they saw in the trance save them? What is her purpose? Countless questions raged alternately in Chaos's mind, and finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and fainted.
The climate of Xuefeng is indeed changing rapidly. Although it is still very cold at the foot of the mountain, it cannot be compared with the raging snow and wind on the peak. The woman patted off the snowflakes on her body and wanted to let the ice soul rest at the foot of the mountain for a night before leaving, but as soon as they landed, it ran towards the snowy peak where the blizzard and cold wind became more and more insolent, and after a while, Its jet-black shadow has melted into the vast storm.
That's all, the woman laughed at herself, she was overthinking it, if it couldn't look down on the wind and frost, how could it stay on the peak for a long time.
Entering the inner room and seeing the people who had been placed on the two beds, she really had a headache. She was unhappy, and only brought two people with her. They were all martial artists who had been "robbed at a low price" from Shen Xiaoyun from Fengyulou, just to protect her safety. Now that she has saved two people, how can she take care of them, there is also a man.
Even so, people still have to be saved. The woman took out the quilt from the closet, held the little girl in her arms, and carefully helped her take off the layers of single clothes. The thin girl's thin figure made the woman slightly She frowned, and the child's hot body temperature urged the woman to dress her neatly.
Covering her with a thick quilt, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.
Asking Yu Feng to change the clothes of the man beside him, the woman stood up and planned to leave to avoid suspicion, but she was stunned when she swept across the man's face, so handsome. But what attracted her attention was not only his dazed appearance, but also his smooth neck, he had no Adam's apple!
"etc."
Yu Feng untied his hand for a moment, and although he was puzzled, he retracted his hand and stepped aside.
The woman walked to the bed and stared at the man's face carefully, with slightly thick sword eyebrows, her eyes were tightly closed, the shape of the eyes could not be seen, the bridge of the nose was arrogant, the lips were lustrous and rich, and the outline of the face was as perfect as a knife. , forming a clear and handsome face. The woman was puzzled, did she see it wrong
Turning slightly to the side, blocking Yu Feng's sight, the woman gently lifted his single shirt, and saw the cloth tied to his chest, layer by layer, tightly and firmly wrapped around him.
Sure enough, it's a woman!
Pulling the Khmer quilt and covering him, the woman turned around calmly and said, "Go and prepare some ginseng soup."
"Yes." Yu Feng immediately backed out, no longer looking at the man on the bed. They are not qualified to take care of the master's affairs.
The bamboo door was gently closed, and the woman brought the brazier to the front of the bed, then lifted the quilt and changed his clothes. When the clothes were gone, the cloth strips tightly tied on his chest became even more dazzling. The old and new scars on his body made the originally charming body hideous and terrifying.
The woman couldn't help but be moved, what kind of woman is this? Above the snow peak, only wearing a single shirt, even if he fell, he would not forget to protect the girl in his arms. There are also scars that ordinary people would not dare to think about, but he carried them all on his back. Behind him, there must be a story that cannot be looked back!
With a sigh, the woman picked up the clean cotton satin and put it on for him gently.
Just after tying the front, Shang Jun suddenly sat up and grabbed the woman's neck reflexively with his hands. The strength of the force was so great that the woman's face suddenly turned red. God, is he going to strangle her
In a trance, Shang Jun felt that someone was taking off his clothes. The body of a martial arts practitioner reacted faster than his brain. Before he was awake, his hand was wrapped around the other's neck. By the time he could see the face of the woman in front of him, she was about to faint because she was out of breath.
Shang Jun quickly let go, because he remembered those gentle eyes.
The woman stroked her neck and panted desperately. She finally knew the feeling of suffocation. His hands were so strong.
Although he let go, Shang Jun did not relax at all. He glanced at the environment around him. It was a spacious thatched hut. Xiao'er was lying on the bed not far from him, and then he looked down at the precious cotton satin on his body. There was also a thick quilt, and Shang Jun said uncomfortably, "I'm sorry."
The woman finally let go of her breath, waved her hand gently, and sat down on a chair farther away from him. She didn't want to try the feeling of suffocation again.
Shang Jun lifted the quilt, walked to his sister's bed, wanted to carry her away, and froze when he saw Xiao'er's comfortable sleeping face. He promised his mother and father to take good care of Xiao'er, but as a result, he let her wander with him, scared? The deep self-blame made him half-kneel in front of the bed, unable to move.
Looking at Shang Jun's helpless back, the woman thought for a while and said in a low voice, "If you want to leave, I won't stop you, but the little girl's body can't take it anymore, the doctor will be here soon, you can listen What does he say, and then decide whether to leave or stay."
Originally, she planned to let them leave when she woke up, but when she saw the slender body of the little girl and the scarred soul covered by the men's clothes, she hesitated again.
Shang Jun turned back, stared at the woman with deep eyes, and asked coldly, "What is your purpose?"
Purpose? The woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and at the same time felt deeply helpless. How much damage did he suffer, so that he no longer knew what trust and warmth were
Facing such a pair of eyes full of vigilance and suspicion, the woman smiled instead of anger, she looked him up and down, and then teased: "I think?? You are very handsome, dignified, and extraordinary in temperament, so I fell in love with you. ." The tone was relaxed, and it was not difficult to hear faint irony.
Shang Jun was stunned and froze there. Thinking of his own situation, he couldn't help laughing at himself, yes, he was just a woman. What purpose could she have? Penniless and endless pain, in addition to this skin and a bloody vengeance, what is there for him to be coveted by others? It's really overpowering! Overthinking!
Originally, I wanted to ridicule him, but seeing his self-loathing appearance, the woman couldn't bear it, so why fight against a woman who had already suffered so much
The woman said mildly: "This is at the foot of the snow-capped mountains in Linfengguan in the east, and few people pass by. The thatched hut is my temporary residence, and there are two guards outside. If you like it, you can take care of your wounds here; if you don't like it, you can Leave." That's all she could do.
Is it already Linfengguan here? Does this mean that they are temporarily safe
Is she from Dongyu? Looking at this woman who always smiled gently, Shang Jun felt a sense of guilt. She rescued them on the snowy mountain. He didn't say a word of thanks, and even strangled her neck. With his fists on his chest, Shang Jun said solemnly: "Thank you. The life-saving grace, Shang Jun will try his best to repay."
Is his name Shang Jun? Nice name. The woman was about to answer that she didn't need anything in return when Yu Feng's low voice came from outside the door.
"Master, the doctor is here."
Shang Jun immediately picked up the coat on the bed and put it on him. Seeing him tidy up, the woman said softly, "Come in."
The bamboo door opened, and an old man in his sixties came in. When he saw the woman, he hurriedly bowed his hands and said, "I have seen the lady."
The woman smiled back and said, "Let's see how this child is doing?"
The old man carefully diagnosed Shang Xiao's pulse, but Shang Jun focused his attention on the woman in white. Who is she? Although she was in a thatched hut, she used delicate things. The doctor was very respectful to her. There were also so-called guards outside the hospital. She was not weak in martial arts. , is definitely not something ordinary people can have, who is she? Shouldn't he stay here
Shang Jun was still thinking about it, but the old man got up, walked to the woman, and said worriedly: "The little girl was stagnant in her chest and couldn't be relieved well, and later she contracted the cold, and the yin and cold qi hurt the heart and lungs, so the outside of the cold is evil. Bunch, the sun can’t go beyond it, and the depression is hot.”
Hearing what he said, Shang Jun said anxiously, "How to treat it?"
Only then did the old man realize that there was another person, he glanced at him, and was immediately surprised by the good looks of Shang Jun. After a while, he came back to his senses, and while stroking his beard to cover up his gaffe, he replied, "Old man, wait a moment. Prescribe some prescriptions, first give her a fever and cold, but the little girl is weak, I am afraid that she will fully recover, and she will need to take care of herself and rest a lot."
Shang Jun held his sister's hot hand distressedly. Not only did he fail to find a way to be his father Xuehen, but even Xiaoer didn't take good care of him. The deep self-blame overwhelmed his already badly injured body, and a blush dripped from the corner of his lips onto the snow-white quilt, which made people startled.
Thinking of the dense scars on his body, the woman said softly to the old man, "You can show him too." I'm afraid he was hurt more than the little girl.
Unexpectedly, before the old man agreed, Shang Jun didn't turn his head, only said coldly, "I don't need it."
The woman looked at the hedgehog-like person and felt helpless in her heart. After bowing slightly to the old man, the woman politely said, "Thank you, doctor, go and prepare the medicine."
"Yes, the old man has resigned." Such a grumpy temper, but unfortunately for his good looks.
"It's work."