"Miss, look, it's snowing." Lu Yi's exclamation made Murong Shuqing, who was flipping the pages at random, also raised his head. After opening the bamboo curtain, it was already silvery white outside. Murong Shuqing smiled and said, "Well, this is the highest mountain nearby. After this Fengshan Mountain is Fengcheng, which is very close to Linfeng Pass."
Before they went up the mountain, it hadn't snowed yet, and it was unexpected that the temperature difference between the top and bottom of the mountain was so great. There are many mountains near Fengshan, which are stacked layer by layer, and the construction of official roads is also very difficult. To reach Linfengguan, taking Fengshan is the fastest and only way.
Lu Yi was about to ask Ziyuan to come to enjoy the snow, but when he turned around, he saw Ziyuan closed his eyes with a pale face. Lv Yi immediately came to her side, held her hand worriedly, and asked, "Sister Ziyuan, are you not feeling well?"
Ziyuan leaned against the wall of the car, shook his head with a smile, and said in a weak voice, "It's nothing, maybe it's too bumpy and a little dizzy."
Murong Shuqing said lightly, "Then take a rest in front."
Ziyuan replied in a low voice, "Miss Xie."
The carriage stopped in a relatively wide open space near the top of the mountain. Murong Shuqing got out of the car first. The snow did not stop, but it was much smaller. Then he picked up a slowly falling snowflake and watched it gradually melt in the palm of his hand. , Murong Shuqing took a deep breath, the cold wind and snow made her cough slightly unbearably.
The most exciting is Ice Soul. This kind of weather is what it likes and is most used to. Since entering the north, it has been in a passionate mood, especially when it snows today, it runs even more happily. After a long circle around, the ice soul finally quieted down for a while, stopped beside Murong Shuqing, and kept rubbing her cheek with her forehead. Murong Shuqing dodged helplessly, the heat coming out of Ice Soul's nose made her so itchy, and in the end she had to pat it on the head and feed it with the ginseng that Lu Yi handed over to make it honest.
"Miss, you add some clothes, it's so cold." Lu Yi shivered while adding clothes to Murong Shuqing, while watching the ice soul eating happily. In this cold weather, it has short hair and is not afraid of cold at all. Really enviable.
Lu Yi has always lived in the south, and was not able to adapt to the weather in the north for a while. She already wore a padded jacket with three layers inside and three layers outside, but she was still gearing up for it. Murong Shuqing patted her face that was red from the cold, and said with a smile, "Go to the carriage, don't catch a cold."
Lu Yi hurriedly shook her head, tucked her neck into the sable scarf that Murong Shuqing had given her, stretched out her hand and followed the falling snowflakes, and said happily, "This place is so beautiful, I want to see it." She had never seen such a world before. A snow-white scene with no other colors, pure and single. It turned out that being spectacular is also a kind of beauty, which made people feel inexplicably awe-inspiring. She felt that she was so insignificant in this world. Lu Yi took a step forward unconsciously, wanting to blend into the whiteness, but she forgot that she was already standing on the edge, and at this step, she almost stepped into the abyss.
Murong Shu quickly grabbed Lu Yi's arm and took her away from the edge of the cliff, "Be careful, there are peaks and peaks around Fengshan, it's not a joke to fall from here."
Lu Yi was still in shock. She looked at the place where she was standing just now. The stone she stepped on fell without making a sound. She couldn't help swallowing. She took a step back and hid behind Murong Shuqing, nodding blankly. He replied, "Oh."
Murong Shuqing chuckled, it seems that this time the little girl was frightened, but she understands the feeling very well, that is, she wants to approach the silver-clad world that seems to be close to her as if she is uncontrollably.
"Sister Ziyuan, are you feeling better?" Lu Yi saw that Ziyuan didn't speak, but just watched them quietly. If you feel uncomfortable, you should rest more in the carriage. It's freezing cold today, sister Ziyuan. Like myself, I have never been to the north, and I wear so little, no wonder I am sick.
Lu Yi calmed down the heart that was about to jump out of the fright just now, took a deep breath, and walked out from behind Murong Shuqing, just thinking of getting a dress for Ziyuan from the carriage, but Murong Shuqing grabbed her Hand, Lu Yi looked at her suspiciously, only to see that she was just pulling herself, but her eyes were looking at the mountains in the distance. After a long time, Murong Shuqing said with a sigh, "It seems that we don't go down the mountain so easily."
As soon as Murong Shuqing finished speaking, more than 20 men in black jumped out of the mountain road that was quite empty.
The mountain road, which was not very wide before, became crowded. Mo Can stood behind Murong Shuqing, silent, not looking at these men in black. A pair of eyes that were colder than the wind and snow in the sky lingered among the mountains and mountains, but No one dared to ignore his existence. The ice soul felt the murderous aura of the man in black, and the nose kept spewing rough air, and Yan Yu seemed to have been prepared, standing side by side with the ice soul, his expression unchanged.
The situation suddenly became tense, Lu Yi consciously retreated behind Murong Shuqing, she didn't know martial arts, she protected herself to the maximum extent, and not causing trouble for the young lady was what she should do now. Ziyuan was still standing beside the carriage and didn't move. Lu Yi thought she was frightened and said to her anxiously, "Sister Ziyuan, come here quickly."
Zi Yuan didn't move for a long time, but her usually gentle and smiling eyes were sharply staring at Murong Shuqing who was still enjoying the snow and listening to the wind. Her strange eyes made Lu Yi feel terrible, and unconsciously grasped Murong Shuqing's eyes. sleeves.
Murong Shuqing turned her head and held Lu Yi's hand. The slightly cold palm could not bring Lu Yi any warmth, but the strength of her clenching could make her feel at ease. Soothing Lu Yi's uneasy emotions, Murong Shuqing glanced around at the men in black who surrounded them, before moving his gaze to Ziyuan, and said lightly, "You have chosen for so long that you decided to do it here, look. Come and be fully prepared.”
Ziyuan shook his head and smiled: "I was so careful, but you still saw it." There was helplessness in his tone, and he couldn't tell whether it was admiration or excitement.
Completely different from Ziyuan's clear and soft voice, it came out of Ziyuan's body, and Lu Yi opened her eyes wide, "Sister Ziyuan..."
"She's not." Murong Shuqing explained in a low voice.
As if to confirm her words, Zi Yuan Su raised her hands lightly, and a piece of face as thin as a cicada's wings was lifted.
Beneath the skin was a pale and ordinary face, a bloodless face with almost no expression and featureless facial features. If there is one special place that must be mentioned, it is those eyes, which are ruthless and sharp.
"Where is Ziyuan?" She once went back to the book and asked Feng Yi. He only said that Ziyuan disappeared suddenly, and did not mention to him to find her. Ziyuan is not such a person who did not explain, which made her Suspicions arose; moreover, Ziyuan was accidentally injured two years ago, and her right hand was almost useless, but she was reluctant to mention it, so few people knew about it.
When she was attacked that night, when she checked Ziyuan's right hand, she found that something was wrong. This woman's disguise technique was considered to be the pinnacle.
"Dead." The woman threw out a word indifferently.
Her words made Murong Shuqing frown, and Lu Yi turned pale in shock. Murong Shuqing did not lose his temper, and still said calmly, "She is not dead, and you hid her nearby."
"Why?" There was finally a provocative smile on the woman's face.
"You do things carefully and strive for perfection, so you will definitely keep the purple mandarin duck, learn more from her, and don't let yourself reveal flaws. If you don't succeed, she will not die." She was very nervous. , I hope her guess is correct, this woman will keep the purple mandarin duck just in case.
The woman patted her palm with a nonchalant expression, as if human life was worthless in her eyes, "Wonderful, she's just a girl, if she dies, she will die. ."
Ziyuan is not dead, her words revealed this information, but that girl must have suffered a lot. Thinking of the hardships Ziyuan will suffer, Murong Shuqing's always indifferent and elegant face was covered with frost, and her voice was not loud. , but asked clearly, "Where is she?"
Murong Shuqing's sudden change of expression was exchanged for the woman's unbridled laughter, but the laughter was a little stern. The woman finally smiled, and did not say where the purple mandarin duck was. The unchanging face returned to its original silence, but the sharpness in her eyes was replaced by indifference.
She suddenly closed her eyes and waved her right hand lightly. The man in black moved, and pointed long swords at Murong Shuqing coldly and mercilessly.
It was just that they were just about to rush towards Murong Shuqing, and before they could get close to her, the sudden arrows pierced through their chests, and the dense rain of arrows forced them back. The woman opened her eyes abruptly, only to see dozens of masked dark men standing above them, with bows and arrows in their hands pointing towards them.
The appearance of the dark clerk changed the situation in an instant. The men in black and the women were surrounded by them, Murong Shuqing was about to ask Zi Yuan where he was, when a melodious male voice laughed loudly: "I said earlier, if she was so easy If you deal with it, you won't be called Murong Shuqing."
Murong Shuqing looked up at the source of the sound. Behind the snow-capped rocks surrounded by the mountains, dozens of people instantly appeared. These people did not pretend to be wearing black clothes. They were just the dark blue cloths worn by ordinary householders, but they could appear so silently. In so many masters, it can be seen that it is also extraordinary. Among them, the most eye-catching are two men, one wearing a light blue brocade robe, with long hair pinned by a white jade crown, with a gentle, spring-like smile on his face; beside him is a man in a crimson cloth. The thin body, the breath of strangers, and those eyes can no longer be described as cold, as if looking at them, they will be sucked into the soul.
Murong Shuqing looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared with a wry smile. Everything in front of him really confirmed the old saying - the mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. It really couldn't be better today. After Mo Can noticed these people, he pulled her behind him. Murong Shuqing walked out from behind Mo Can, smiled at him, and stood side by side. When looking at the man in blue, he still smiled like that: "It's really difficult to see King Yan driving." Yu Hong After three years of farewell, she thought that she would never see him again, but who knew that she would still meet him today. If her opponent was him, she would not be sure. This man was too scheming.
Hong Ming raised his eyebrows lightly, she still remembered him, and when he saw him three years ago, he misunderstood this ordinary and innocent little girl. He smiled warmly and politely: "For Miss Murong, it's worth it."
He deserves to be a virtuous lord who is praised by all the people. He is always so gentle and courteous. If those eyes can be calm and kind, it will be a blessing for the people. Murong Shuqing replied indifferently: "King Yan is so hardworking and inspiring, it makes Shu Qing flattered. ."
"Miss Murong is really polite. It's not easy to meet you."
Murong Shuqing smiled and glanced around at the figure that was almost covered on the top of the mountain, and teased with a half-smile, "So today King Yan is in such a big battle, and he came out in person to chat with me and enjoy the snow?"
Hong Ming was not annoyed by her almost ironic chuckle, and casually stroked his sleeves and said with a smile, "Why not?"
They chatted naturally like old friends, and seemed completely unstoppable by the strange atmosphere and obvious murderousness around them, but it was a pity that some people didn't like them. ?"
This man's voice matched his appearance very well, like a cold wind passing through. In comparison, Murong Shuqing felt that Mo Can's condensation was more cute. The formation of human character is closely related to the environment and fortune. Murong Shuqing had no choice but to sigh. Could this bad luck have caused them to bump into each other? However, this person is really powerful. Hong Ming is also the king of a country after all, so he is really rude when he speaks.
Hong Ming coughed lightly and concealed the embarrassing atmosphere before he raised his signature smile again and said, "I am here today to discuss cooperation with Miss Murong."
"How do you want to cooperate? King Yan sees that my life is more valuable than death?" She would like to hear what they can do to cooperate under such a situation, or this King Yan wants to eat both ends
"I want to invite Miss Murong to Yan Rui as a guest." Hong Ming said politely.
"Then?" Murong Shuqing would not naively think that it was all.
"Let's borrow something from the Murong family."
borrow things? Hehe, Murong Shuqing laughed, he said it really implicitly, that is, put her under house arrest, and then control the Murong family. Murong Shuqing put the wind-blown hair behind his ears, looked at him calmly, and asked lightly, as if he was talking about business, "The so-called cooperation should be beneficial to both parties, if it is a unilateral benefit That's called coercion, I can't see where my interests lie?"
"You can enjoy all the glory and wealth in my Yan Rui, and live a long life." Or it would be a better choice to accept her. As long as she became his, the Murong family would naturally be his, and today, it seems that this is a better choice. The indifferent and chic elegant demeanor is actually another general style.
"What do you think of Miss Murong?"
What he meant and the spark in his eyes made it clear what he was trying to do. Murong Shuqing chuckled and shook his head, did they think they could trap her by taking possession of her body or giving her a name! Patting the snowflake on his shoulder, Murong Shuqing refused, "Your cooperation conditions are not very attractive to me."