Fu Li Luo Xi closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the carriage to take a nap, the wheels of the carriage creaked on the snow, and the crushed snow hit the car body like glass slag, making a sharp and piercing sound.

Fu Liluo suddenly woke up from his dream, and his glassy eyes flashed with a hint of anger.

"Miss, you're awake!" Manluo sat down beside her, helped Fu Li Luo tighten her light fur, and reached out to lift the corner of the carriage curtain: "It is estimated that there is still time to go to Ming'an Temple with half a burnt incense." ”

Manluo glanced at the carriages behind her a few times, her big eyes widened, and she squeezed into Fu Liluo's ear and bit her lip gently: "Miss, why haven't those carriages moved yet?"

Supporting her forehead with both hands, Manluo touched her cheeks in confusion, and the carriages behind her poked so many holes with crystal knives, why haven't they moved yet? Could it be that he and Mu Qi are too light?

"What's the hurry, wait until you get to that high slope and steep place...."Fu Li Luo's lips pulled a sneer, and swallowed the second half of the sentence back. Her eyebrows are rare to be a little tired, she sits upright and tilts her head slightly, her crow-blue hair pours down like a waterfall, only a little is pulled up, and her little face is like fine white porcelain reflected by the white jade bone hairpin on her hairpin.

Manluo looked at such an indifferent young lady, and a hanging heart was quietly put down.

Touching the flat belly, I suddenly felt a burst of hunger, took the brocade box on the side, and picked up a piece of shortbread to eat.

"Miss, do you want to eat?" the mangrove mouth was stuffed with a drum and a drum, while holding the brocade box and handing it to Fu Liluo, who had his eyes closed.

Waving his hand, Fu Liluo did not open his eyes: "Don't eat too much, although the rut cut of this carriage is made up with ice crystal nails, but it may be able to hold on to the bottom of the Ming'an Temple Mountain, if you sink and crush the ice crystal nails, we may fall off the cliff before the next few people." ”

Fu Li Luo's words in essence and drama are mixed, last night found that the wheel was made of hands and feet, in order not to attract attention, only a few ice crystal nails were patched at the crack mouth, although the ice crystal nails are hard but after all, they are caused by ice, and they will be broken when they can't be kept.

The reason why I closed my eyes and didn't speak, but my ears kept listening closely to the small sound of the wheels, just in case!

Manluo was startled! Quickly dragged the shortbread out of her mouth, her round face wrinkled like a small bun.

Bored and napping, when Manluo opened her eyes again, it was already noisy outside the car...

"Miss, are you there?"

Manluo looked at Fu Liluo, who lifted the curtain and frowned, and reached out to cover her yawning mouth.

Fu Liluo rubbed his eyebrows, got up and brushed his sleeves and smiled: "Come down, let's go up." ”

The two leaned down and got out of the car, and their eyes were greeted by snow-capped mountain peaks, and the official road was lined with hawkers and pilgrims.

Looking at it, on the right is the steep Tianshan Mountain steps, and on the left is the steep forest path, overlapping hands, Fu Li Luo already has an idea in his heart.

The three carriages that followed behind also stopped, and Yang Suqin and Chen walked down with the curtain, smiling strangely at Fu Liluo: "Why doesn't the eldest lady go forward?"

Yang Suqin's beautiful eyes tightened, staring at the crack in the rear wheel of Fu Li's camel, and she was very worried!

If she gave up the carriage and walked up the mountain, wouldn't her efforts be in vain! So whatever she said, she had to take the carriage up, and Yang Suqin pulled her red lips and said with a smile: "Miss, this step is steep and the snow is slippery, it's better not to walk up the mountain! If you accidentally fall down from that high step, you will break it!"

"yes!"

Chen's bewitching eyes on the side blinked, and he hugged his cold body tightly: "You see that this step is so steep, if you fall and fall, how can you call Lord Otsuka Zai!"

Fu Liluo raised his eyes to look at the Tianshan Mountain, on the rock wall of the white relatives, the red stars dotted with cold plums bloomed in clusters on the branches, the faint fragrance of plum blossoms was fragrant, and the cold wind blew through the scattered plum petals, floating in the air and dancing.

The clear water-like eyes were clear and waveless, and Fu Li Luo's delicate little face smiled slightly: "The plum blossoms bloom so well, I want to fold a few branches, Aunt Yang and Aunt Chen, please!"

After that, he pulled the mangrove's hand sleeve and walked forward...

Yang Suqin and Chen looked at each other, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed on their faces.

The two walked to the side, and Yang Suqin took the lead in whispering: "She refuses to take the carriage up, what can I do?"

She moved her hands and feet in advance of the rear wheel of the carriage, and when the carriage pulled the girl to the high slope, the rear wheel was bound to fall backwards, and with how powerful the girl was, she would definitely fall into the bottom of the mountain like a spiral, and the bottom of the mountain was full of dense little bushes and thorn bushes, and if you fell into that place, you would have to break your bones if you didn't die!

Yang Suqin thought to herself, her sharp fingertips sank deep into her palm, and her incomparably beautiful face suddenly became distorted.

Chen gently patted the back of Yang Suqin's hand, already showing comfort, raised his narrow eyes, glanced at the slender figure that was fading away, and then glanced at the steep and steep high steps, and a hint of a sinister smile appeared on his lips: "According to my sister, how easy it is for her to want that red plum!"

Pointing to the towering cliff with his finger, Chen's slender eyebrows were raised, leaning on Yang Suqin to hook his lips: "Sister, look, that plum blossom grows in such a high and dangerous place, how can she be broken by a weak woman! If you don't get the plum blossom in your hand, your life will be gone first! If you fall from that height, it is estimated that your bones will be broken!"

Chen's hand trembled a few times, raised his hand to hold his cool shoulder, and smiled with Yang Suqin.

Looking at the inaccessible stone steps, the delicate maiden and the maidservant were struggling to climb up.

Yang Suqin tightened the Jinpa in the palm of her hand, her eyes shot at the two of them like a sharp sword, and she sneered with her cold lips: "Yes, she insists on going up to seek death, and I have no choice, but the poor old man hurts her in vain, and in the end she still can't fulfill her filial piety!"

The two supported each other, covered their mouths and smiled!

"Mother, mother..."Gu Yunhua on the carriage poked his head out of the curtain angrily, and his pretty face turned white: "Hurry up!

Hearing Gu Yunhua's coquettish and dissatisfied shouts, Yang Suqin smiled and took Chen's arm, walked to the carriage parked on the side of the road, and waved a handkerchief at the impatient Gu Yunhua: "Painting, you bear with it first, and when you get to the temple, you will have a good cup of boiling tea, and then eat some light and delicious fasting rice." ”

Yang Suqin's narrow and sinister eyes moved slightly, her eyelids lifted and glanced at Hanmei on the top of the mountain, and sighed with a sneer: "Alas!

Gu Yunhua wrapped the hair brocade on his body tightly, raised his eyes to look at the master and servant on the high level, and his white little face was like a scorpion emitting a poisonous light: "There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break through! Gu Xi, you really killed yourself!"

The cold wind blew, and Gu Yunhua lowered the curtain to retract the light of the gloomy eyes.

The heavenly steps are high-looking, the red plum is bright, and the cold yin wind blows Fu Li Luo's steps are slight, and his little jade face poked out of his hairy neck sleeves like frost and snow, and tightly held the trembling little maid mangrove with one hand, and carefully held the icicle-like step corridor ring on the other side: "Be careful with your step, don't move first!"

Fu Liluo looked down, and unconsciously climbed five stone steps, his eyes as cold as ice knives stared at the three rolling carriages, and his misty eyes suddenly became deep and gloomy: "It's all your own fault, don't blame me!"

The snow light fell on the sneer on Fu Liluo's lips, adding a little coldness and coldness, and the figure on the snow slope was slender but had the tenacity to be unable to overwhelm it.

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In the dead woods, in the twilight of the snow, a few jackdaws stood on the branches of the dead trees and screamed at the carriage, rolling up the wind in gusts.

In the open and deep woods, except for pilgrims holding climbing sticks, there is only the sound of the wheels creaking and rolling, the sound is rough like the panting of an old cow, more like a blown sheepskin, heavy and dull!

Suddenly, there was a bang, like the sound of a car ring breaking.

Yang Suqin opened her eyes in shock, and hurriedly rolled up the curtain to check, only to see Chen's carriage tilted a little half towards the ravine on the right, and before she could make a sound, a gust of wind blew, and with a few terrible screams, the two small carriages in front of her fell towards her carriage like a snowball...

Yang Suqin screamed, reached out and grabbed the tassel pendant on the roof of the carriage, suddenly a sharp pain surged, and her forehead seemed to be pierced by something, Yang Suqin reached out to touch it, and the warm red liquid spurted out like spring water...

She roared like a madman, and the foal tied to the carriage was frightened and pulled and neighed vigorously, and suddenly a big leg was raised, and the reins were violently broken, and then a few screams, and the three carriages rolled like boulders towards the sharp and dense thorn bushes under the towering cliff....

"Oh my God...."

"Oh no, a carriage has fallen off a cliff..."

"Someone...."

"Oh my God! Aunt Yang, Aunt Chen and Miss have fallen...."

"Come on, someone, come on..."

The house slaves and pedestrians accompanying the house shouted loudly in panic.....

The three foals also ran down the snow trail in horror, and the two coachmen covered their bleeding foreheads and lay on the slippery trunk with their faces in shock!

Everything happened so fast! The crowd was stunned, their heads empty, and they knew nothing but the terrible screams in their ears and the smell of blood that lingered on the tip of their noses.

Together, they rescued the groom from the trunk of the tree, and followed the steep winding path to find the three carriages...

Two men in brocade clothes in the tea shop at the foot of the mountain were leisurely sipping hot tea, and more than a dozen guards dressed as small servants were waiting beside them.

On the table is a pot of white plum fragrant tea, and the tea is filled with white mist.

The man in blue indigo brocade looked at the two people on the stone steps of the cliff, lifted the tea lid, and whispered in the direction of the cliff: "King Dongyang, look at that place, there are two women who venture to pick the red plum!" took a sip of boiling tea, and looked at the man in dark clothes with a gloomy face, the man in blue smiled more and more: "Brother Wang has no intention of appreciating this beautiful scenery, could it be that he is still angry in his heart, and the strange saint did not assign Miss Gu Xi to you?"

"What King Yue said, Brother Wang can't understand a word!" The thin and handsome face of the man in Xuanyi seemed to be coated with a layer of twilight, his dark eyes condensed into a gloomy face, and the corners of his lips curled up with a sneer: "How can the holy will be guessed by you as a courtier!"

King Dongyang raised his head and drank a large sip of tea as he spoke, his face was as cold as ever.

Just as he was about to do so, a loud and noisy noise hit

Several people ran this way with their faces covered in blood, shouting in their mouths:

"The carriage has fallen off a cliff...."

Pedestrians stopped one after another, and unconsciously some people were talking.

"Who fell off the cliff?"

"I heard that it's a few carriages from Otsuka Jae..."

"Yes, it's the ladies of Otsuka Zaifu who came to offer incense..."

The two brocade-clothed men sitting on the wooden table were startled, suddenly glanced at each other, put down the cups in their hands suddenly, and rushed out with lightning speed....