The Paranoid Emperor’s Black Moonlight Shizun

Biyun Mountain, west suburb of Beijing.

Last night, there was a heavy snowfall in the capital. The original lush Biyun Mountain was completely white.

"Your Majesty, I can't move anymore." Qiu Yutong couldn't move anymore. He sat down on a big rock by the side of the road and gasped in his hands. "It's too cold this day. "

Xiao Xizi hurriedly handed over the brass stove: "Duke, Master, stove."

Qiu Yutong took over the stove and gently hissed, "It's hot."

Xiao Xizi scratched her head embarrassedly: "Yes, it may be that the silver charcoal is added a little bit more. The small skin is thick and thick, and I don't feel hot."

"You hold it first." Qiu Yutong returned the stove to Xiaoxizi, and looked up again, only to see a narrow and steep bluestone slab ladder winding up without seeing the end.

He glanced hesitantly at Lu Xiao: "Do you really want to go up? Listening to Songsi on the top of the mountain, it's still far away, and it is estimated that it will have to take an hour."

Lu Xiao whispered: "How do you know?"

Qiu Yutong choked for a while, and then said: "I listen to what others say."

"It turns out so." Lu Xiao nodded, as if accepting the answer, and no longer asked.

He hesitated for a moment and knelt down in front of Qiu Yutong. He gently pinched Qiu Yutong's foot in one hand and lifted off the satin white socks in one hand, revealing a slightly red and swollen ankle. He could not help frowning: " It's already swollen ... you can't go anymore. Only then I told you not to be brave, you have to go by yourself. "

Qiu Yutong said with joy: "Then let's go back?"

Lu Xiao said nothing, turned around, and took Qiu Yutong back.

"Your Majesty ..." Xiao Xizi's eyes widened in shock.

"Shut up!" Zhang Defu quickly pulled Xiao Xizi, and the two followed behind.

Qiu Yutong lies on Lu Xiao's back silly, his mind blank, and he hasn't responded yet.

Lu Xiao took his hand and tucked those cold hands into his neck: "Is it still cold?"

Qiu Yutong stammered: "No, it's not cold anymore."

The mountain road is made of large bluestone slabs. After the snow above melts, it re-condenses into ice, which is very slippery. Lu Xiao carrying Qiu Yutong, walking up step by step, the pace is very steady.

Qiu Yutong was lying on the broad and strong back, feeling very stable and warm, unconsciously, a little sleepy.

Lu Xiao whispered: "I have walked this mountain road in Biyun Mountain once ... No, it should be said that someone carried me once and walked once."

Qiu Yutong murmured hum.

"That was a long time ago ... I was only eight years old that year. I was frostbitten in the snow, and I couldn't travel long distances. At that time, the entire capital was hunting me down, and Jin Wuwei searched from house to house. I had to take me to Biyun Mountain to recuperate. Master Huikong of Biyun Mountain listening to Songsi Temple was the man ’s year-end friend. This place is so remote that no one can find it. "

"That day was very snowy, much bigger than today. I pulled him by the sleeve and barely walked for a while, and I couldn't move anymore. I also fell and knocked my knees out of blood. He thought about it, and then Let me lie on his back and say I want to carry me up the mountain ... But where do I dare, my whole body is very dirty, his clothes are white and snow-white, no dust, like a fairy.