Xiang Ziyu smiled like the rising sun melting ice, turning into a pool of spring water, which was more tender than the spring breeze.

Hurry up and hurry, arrive at Nanshan on the fifth day, and like in the painting, create Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk. The mountains continue into the stratus clouds, and the flowing water is rolling. Occasionally, egrets fly over the clouds, and Yao is a mountain song in Kyushu.

Went to Nanshan, it was never idle, but all the places that could go were all gone, Nanshan is a city in the mountains, not as good as Chang'an, the streets and alleys are not necessarily novel, only the surrounding mountains are by the mountains, and the waterfalls that flow into the river. It's a one-of-a-kind sight.

Every time Hua Rong went to a place where it was convenient to make a painting, Xiang Ziyu would play a flute on the side, and they would be a pair of fairy couples who were free from each other.

On the last day, the two went to climb the ladder, the ladder continued upward, from the bottom of the end at a glance, layer upon layer, people were afraid, the temple on the top of the mountain was effective but the incense was not vigorous, except for the remote terrain, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps were not for anyone to go up. Just standing below can dissuade some people.

When Xiang Ziyu and Hua Rong went, the steps were empty, but the steps were as clean as washing, and after climbing a journey, they saw two monks holding brooms and sweeping the fallen leaves and dust layer by layer. He looked calm and didn't seem to be tired at all.

A little bit higher, about two thousand floors, Hua Rong was a little unable to hold on, supporting his bulging abdomen, sweating and panting.

"Why don't you take a break?" Xiang Ziyu hugged Huarong and helped her to the side to rest.

Looking back, the trained guards walked freely, at the front of the large army, the remaining paralyzed, tired, only two thousand floors, some people began to crawl with their hands and feet and nets, not caring about the disgusting gaze of the people on the side, it was really tiring.

"Sister, how's it going?" Hua Lu took water from her backpack and handed it to Hua Rong.

Hua Rong took it, slurped and drank for a while, touched the water at the corner of her mouth, and slowly panted more evenly, "Maybe... Black doesn't always have to climb on it. ”

Rubbing his legs, which were sore and painful, and swollen, and gently rubbing, the sore feeling spread all over every pore of his body, criing out for pain.

"Slaves and maids are not going to do it either." Hua Lu touched the sweat, and sat down one step below Hua Rong, her face flushed, "Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine levels, what kind of person can go up here?!" Sister, you can't see the top of the mountain just by standing below, let alone the temple above! ”

Hua Rong sighed, "Otherwise, how can you be sincere, if you can't go up this way, how can you pray for God's blessing?" ”

"Yes." Hua Lu nodded, touched her legs and feet, and gasped several times.

Xiang Ziyu raised his eyes and looked up, the stone steps of white marble could not be seen at a glance, and they led to the sky.

Looking back at Hua Rong's tired and paralyzed appearance, a few touches of distress passed in his eyes, he didn't want her to come up, but she was stubborn, no, she just followed, he knew that Hua Rong wanted to pray for the child, so he insisted on coming up.

"Rong'er." Xiang Ziyu sat aside and gently wiped Hua Rong's sweat, "Two thousand layers, it's enough, you're still pregnant, don't go up again." ”

"But..."Hua Rong rubbed her sore legs, "what if this ladder really works?" ”

If the ladder really works, and she gives up halfway, wouldn't it be a waste, if the child is born safely, it will be fine, but if... If the child had a case, wouldn't she hate herself to death?!

"It's fine." Xiang Ziyu Wan'er smiled, "I'll go up for the rest." Then pray for you and your child. ”

Hua Rong looked at Xiang Ziyu in a daze, "It's only two thousand layers, and there are more than seven thousand layers, you... You... Can you stand it? Otherwise, I'll be with you and be each other's company? ”

Xiang Ziyu shook his head, "It's okay, I used to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and I was not inferior to you at all, I used to practice climbing stairs like this, and it was only seven thousand floors, so it was not a problem." You are waiting for me here. ”

"But..."Hua Rong glanced up at the ladder leading to the clouds, her eyes full of worry.

"Nothing." Xiang Ziyu smiled and dropped a kiss on Hua Rong's forehead, "Even if you can hold it up, the child may not be." As a father, it is only natural for me to pray for him. It's only seven thousand, it can't trap me, don't worry. ”

Xiang Ziyu is like this, Hua Rong is not good at doing anything, just holding Xiang Ziyu's shoulder, solemnly telling him to be kind, come back early, she is here waiting for him to come back.

"Okay." Xiang Ziyu said with a smile.

Leaving a large army to take care of Hua Rong, only a few young and strong secret guards were selected to go up with him.

"Sister, can your emperor do it? After all, there are more than 9,000 steps, and if you go up and down, you have to take your life. Hua Lu looked up, and felt dizzy and dizzy. Look down further, gotcha! More dizzy.

"Yes." Hua Rong nodded solemnly, with a confident look, "If he can, he will definitely be able to, let's just wait here." ”

Hua Lu looked at Hua Rong and then at the endless ladders, although there were worries and doubts in her heart, she didn't have anything anymore, sister can! I hope I can go up, and I pray that my sister and the prince are safe.

But this ladder is too high, and halfway through, Xiang Ziyu, who is in good health, is a little unbearable.

But when he thought of Hua Rong and the child, he gritted his teeth and stood up for a while.

When they reached more than 7,000 floors, all the strong guards were almost tired and lay down, their legs were as heavy as lead, and they didn't take a step as if they were in a swamp and geography before the colonel was even worse, they were directly tired and dizzy, if it weren't for the support of the people on the side, I was afraid that they would close their eyes and roll down directly.

Xiang Ziyu was not much easier in comparison, sweating, his legs were sore, and he was almost supported by one breath.

"Your Majesty..."

I crawled a few more on the Internet, and finally there was one who couldn't hold it, and whispered a sentence, I had a heart but no life to accompany me.

Xiang Ziyu paused, looked back, tired like an old cow that had ploughed thousands of miles, panting, weak and weak, one by one directly lying on the steps, crawling with both hands and feet, some even couldn't climb, and they could kill if they moved.

There are more than 2,000 floors up, if you give up at this time, don't go 7,000 floors in vain, unwillingly, just thinking of Huarong and children, Xiang Ziyu has to climb up even if he uses his life.

This ladder wishing spirit is not working, Xiang Ziyu is not sure, he is prepared, I don't know, after all, it is just a rumor in the rivers and lakes, no one knows whether it is true or false, and it is rumored to be more and more divine, but it is always a hope, a hope that can support him.

When people are faced with a desperate situation, as long as there is a little hope, even if there are thousands of hardships and thousands of tortures, they must rush and seize it.

Xiang Ziyu is this kind of person, for him, Huarong and children are his weakness, and this ladder is also his only hope, whether it is true or not, he is willing to try. Even if the consequences are unsatisfactory, he has no regrets.