The carriage moved forward smoothly, and soon after coming to the bottom of the mountain, Murong Chong got out of the carriage first, and then stretched out his hand to help her, Wanzhang was stunned, and immediately thought that since the other party was just appeasing herself, she still didn't want to refute his heart. So he calmly covered his hand and got out of the car steadily with Murong Chong's support.

It seemed that the eyes of those subordinates behind her were a little scorching, but Wanzhang didn't think much about it, and now her brain was completely filled with the beautiful scenery in front of her, and she was even a little admired.

Although it is a small hill that does not have a climate, once you put on a snow suit, it is precisely such a hill that looks delicate and exquisite. The animals are gone, the people are gone, the air is quiet and fresh, and the smell of snow is peculiar.

Wanzhang took a few breaths of snow hard, and suddenly felt refreshed, her favorite among the four seasons is winter, because only in winter, standing on the top of Gaoliu Mountain, will she feel absolute quiet, and she can feel the true appearance of this world with her heart, although she knows that under the white vastness, there are all kinds of greed, hatred and hatred, but at this moment, all are dormant and all asleep.

Murong Chong ordered all the people to wait at the bottom of the mountain, and only he and Wanzhang went up the mountain. There is also an advantage of the mountain, that is, it does not take much to climb to the top of the mountain in one breath, but even so, there is always a little fever after walking all the way with twists and turns, and the two entered the hexagonal pavilion on the top of the mountain, Murong Chong took off his cloak and sat down with her to rest by the beauty.

After sitting for a while, the fatigue of Wanzhang just dissipated some, and he couldn't help but stand up and walk to the pavilion to look at the snow on the distant mountain, the scenery here is wonderful, not only can you see the snow-capped mountains in the distance, but also can see the cedars on the top of this mountain standing chic and upright, thin but not dry, has been wood for bones, with snow as skin, is indescribable fairy appearance.

"The scenery here is so beautiful."

It's just that although the scenery on the top of the mountain is beautiful, and the north wind is really a bit of a muscle, but after standing for a while, Wanzhang felt the chill in the mountains and refreshed people's bones, silently hugged his arms, and his face was red from the cold.

I blame myself for being so negligent, I didn't even know how to come out without a cloak when I went out, it must be that I have been taken care of too much in the Jin Kingdom in the past few years, and I have become so dressed to reach out. While blaming himself, he suddenly felt a warmth on his body, and turned around in surprise, it was Murong Chong who took his dark cloak and draped it on himself, and carefully helped her tie the belt, Wanzhang was stunned, or a little snow blind, and he couldn't see clearly whether the person in front of him was Murong Chong or Xie Yan.

"Don't freeze."

Suddenly recalled that when he was in the Jin Kingdom Palace, Xie Yan had also helped himself put on the cloak so carefully and gently, and he didn't notice it when he fell into the memory, because of this action, the two were in a very close face-to-face state at the moment, Murong Chong's chin was almost against her forehead, and his eyes gradually rose from the cloak belt, and finally cast his eyes on her stunned face.

Seeing that she was looking at herself blankly, but not so much looking at him, I am afraid it was more like thinking about someone else through him, the face with fine fluff was clear and white, the cheeks were slightly red, and the topaz drop-shaped eyebrows on the forehead were delicate and dazzling.

Wan Zhang didn't know the situation yet, as soon as she returned to reality from her memories of Xie Yan, she saw Murong Chong's face getting closer and closer to her, but she had always been slow about this matter, even if she had reached this point, she had not reacted, and she only wondered what he was going to do, until the distance between her lips like petals in the snow and her was finally minimal, and even the other party's breath swept to her face like a feather, she was still just dullly open her eyes and didn't ask about the world.

Murong Chong clearly knew that as long as he lowered his head a little more, he could touch her and feel her. What kind of intelligence is hidden under this extremely innocent expression, and will there be a little panic in these eyes that are always calm and unfazed?

However, those eyes were too pure and innocent.

Suddenly, he also understood why Xie Yan was reluctant to take a step after being with her for three years. For people like them, this woman is too rare, not because of her ability, but because of her ......

She's clean.

He paused, his lips hooked, and he took her shoulders and slowly pulled the distance between them.

Sure enough, she still looked at herself with an expression of ignorance, and she didn't even know what had almost happened just now.

I could only deepen my smile helplessly, and the hand that was put down from her shoulder was stunned for a moment, and then lifted it up to help her gather the cloak, and then somehow grabbed her shoulder and led her to look into the distance.

The two looked into the distance, silent, each with their own concerns, but from the back, they looked like a mountain, a pavilion and a pair.

When he came back from enjoying the snow in the mountain pavilion, he felt that he had a little headache and brain fever that night, and he thought that it was just a cold, and he would be able to sleep well, but he didn't expect that the next morning, not only did he not show signs of improvement, but he also added symptoms of cough and dizziness. I touched my forehead in a daze, the temperature was so high that I was startled, I wanted to call someone, but I found that my throat was as dry and hoarse as fire, and I had no strength in my whole body, so I could only collapse on the bed.

If it weren't for Murong Chong to see him, probably he would have died of illness and no one would care about him here.

Murong Chong knocked on the door three times and no one answered, so he could only push the door in by himself, glanced around but did not see Wanzhang's figure, and finally with a sudden glance of his eyes, he noticed her lying on the bed with a red face, realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly walked to her bedside to ask.

"What's wrong with you? Why is it so hot? Don't scare me, Zhang'er, Zhang'er......"

However, Wan Zhang's throat was already dry and he couldn't speak, and even his eyes were already a little dilated, and the other party's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately called someone to invite the doctor.

Wanzhang still had a little reason left at this time, knowing that he was finally saved, and he didn't have to die young before the great cause, so he finally opened his eyes. The corners of his mouth smiled slightly, and finally lost his last breath, and fell asleep in a strange and familiar embrace.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how long he had been sleeping, although his throat was still dry as if he was about to smoke, but his fever had improved a lot, and he had a little strength, and he wanted to struggle to sit up.

But before she could sit up on her own, a gentle but nervous woman's voice reached Yunzhang's ears, and she turned her head in a daze, only to see a Peugeot woman in her early twenties walking towards her, taking the first step to help her up softly, and said with a smile:

"The girl finally woke up, and the slave went to bring medicine to the girl."

Before she could react, the gentle woman who called herself a slave smiled at her, turned around and went out to get the medicine.

After a while, the woman came back with the medicine bowl, and Wanzhang looked up at the door with great difficulty, but saw that just after she entered the door, she turned around and nodded back, and another black shadow pressed at the door, and Murong Chong also walked in.

She subconsciously wanted to get out of bed, it was always inappropriate to see him like this, and it would damage her image too much.

"Girl, don't move!"

However, the seemingly weak maid was actually very capable, seeing that she seemed to have the intention of getting out of bed, she hurriedly put down the medicine bowl and rushed over to stop her. The maid finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to bring her the medicine to drink.

"Let the slave and maid serve you to drink the medicine."

However, there are also capable maids who can suppress her, that is, the master of this mansion, Murong Chong, who just came in with her.

"I'll come, you can step back first."

Murong Chong stretched out his hand and said lightly, intercepting the medicine bowl in her hand halfway, regardless of the sudden surprise on her expression, the maid who walked out with her head bowed for a long time calmly walked to the side of Wanzhang's bed and sat down.

"It's finally awake." Pretty fingers scooped up a spoonful of medicine and handed it to her mouth, "Drink the medicine." ”

"I ......"

Wan Zhang obviously couldn't react for a while, let alone accept his kindness as smoothly as she could, but it looked like she had boldly refused the medicine personally fed by the former King of the Mountains of the Yan Kingdom. Murong Chong was obviously not a person who would take care of others like this, let alone be rejected, and his expression was obviously stiff.

Wan Zhang hurriedly opened her mouth when she knew her mistake, and now even if it was poison, she had to drink it softly.

The other party's expression finally looked better, and the phoenix eyes that showed a cold light just now also softened, and patiently fed her medicine one by one, seeing that she was so obedient and well-behaved, her mood seemed to be very good, and her eyes were like a spring breeze.

In contrast, Wanzhang was really on pins and needles, although he knew that he was not feeding himself poison, nor was it fake, but he always felt that he would have a short life if he drank it, and finally drank a whole bowl of medicine with the pitiful delicate spoon without a drop, and then leaned on the bed and closed his eyes deeply.

However, Murong Chong didn't plan to let her rest just like that, even if he saw her close her eyes, he still turned a blind eye, and said to himself: "It's me who didn't take care of you." But Zhang'er, your body ......," he seemed to smile, "when you get well, you have to exercise hard." ”

When Wanzhang was half asleep, his right eyelid jumped, and he thought that he was really sick, so he heard it wrong, otherwise, he ...... just now What did Murong Chong call himself?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I heard him call himself like this before he fainted, although he tried to comfort himself but he just heard it wrong, but he had already opened his eyes and wanted to see who the person in front of him was, could it be Xie Yan who was wearing Murong Chong's skin.

However, the person sitting next to her should still be Murong Chong, no matter how gentle and caring she is, she is still decisive in her bones, she does things first and then plays, and she is well versed in the way of blackness. Ignoring Wan Zhang's opinion, he said:

"In the future, let Ah Li take care of you, she has been in my house for a long time, and she is careful and proper. You've just seen that. ”

"Ah Li......"

Wanzhang said stunned.

It seems that Murong Chong really felt that he didn't take care of himself, and in addition to taking care of him personally, he also sent a maid to take care of her. Wan Zhang lowered his eyes, although what he did was indeed considerate and warm, but he really didn't dare to think anything wrong about him, except for the tasks assigned by the master.

This person is destined to never be able to see through himself.

However, Ah Li is really gentle and demure, usually doesn't talk much, and Liu Wu is completely two personalities, Wanzhang has no reason to refuse, so he also promised to leave her, in the Eastern Jin Dynasty has always been taken care of, she is now used to the life of a young lady, how do you say that......

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.