The northern desert is bitter and cold, with many cliffs.

Seeing that there was a cliff of the same height as this side on the opposite side dozens of zhang away, Mo Mingxuan's eyes flashed with a faint light, and he looked at his brother without saying a word.

"Trust me." Bai Jingxuan looked at Mo Mingxuan and teased.

Mo Mingxuan snorted coldly, "You kid is here again?" ”

Bai Jingshuo laughed and said, "Hold on!" Then he jumped off the cliff.

The guards behind him stopped in surprise when they saw him jumping off the cliff without fear, and they all stopped and went around to the edge of the cliff to look down.

I saw Bai Jingxuan's pair of peach blossom eyes glance upward, and when they just fell two or three feet, his right hand suddenly grabbed forward, and an emerald green rattan was quickly wrapped around his palm like a life-saving rope by him.

He carried Mo Mingxuan on his back as if he was swinging, leaning on a rattan and slowly and elegantly swinging from the cliff on the left to the right against the background of the stars and the moon.

When Nan Zhiyan chased after her, she saw that under the bright moon, Bai Jingxuan's upright figure looked like a well-dressed and deep silhouette, like an omnipotent legend.

She squinted her eyes and saw Bai Jingxuan holding Mo Mingxuan on her back with one hand, and grasping the rattan that had fallen from nowhere with the other, not caring at all if she would fall down.

Gradually, the two of them became farther and farther apart, and when she saw him grabbing the vines and swinging to the foot of the mountain, standing firmly on the ground, she suddenly smiled.

"Send troops to burn all these vines immediately to prevent future troubles." Nan Zhiyan coldly ordered.

Watching the soldiers rush by, there was a thoughtful glint in her eyes.

Bai Jingxuan carried Mo Mingxuan all the way, the weather was cloudy and snowy, and the wind blew on his cheeks like a knife cut. Mo Mingxuan was only wearing a middle coat and was seriously injured. Bai Jingshuo put him down and took off his coat to dress him.

"I'm fine...... he struggled, and was gently held down by Bai Jingxuan: "What is there to be polite between you and me." ”

He turned his back on his back again: "You didn't do a lot of black hands on me back then, but now your conscience has found out?" ”

Mo Mingxuan only felt funny, but he was weak, and he fell asleep on his back.

When I woke up again, I saw that the snow was falling one after another, mixed with snow droplets, rustling and covering the sky.

Bai Jingxuan was dressed thinly, and he still carried him to the wind.

Mo Mingxuan moved slightly, and Bai Jingxuan immediately pulled his clothes for him and continued to move forward.

"Today, your status is noble, and you don't have to take this risk." I heard Mo Mingxuan's hoarse voice in my ears.

Bai Jingxuan smiled: "Are you going to say these words to my life now?" If it were me, wouldn't you be the same? ”

Mo Mingxuan was silent.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses. Mo Mingxuan cheered up and watched a group of horse teams coming in the snow, it was Jiang Ye.

"Eighth Prince, Master Mozhuang!" Jiang Ye turned over and dismounted, supporting them.

Bai Jingxuan took Mo Mingxuan on the horse and went straight to Qixia Villa.

When Mo Mingxuan woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the familiar curtain - he had returned to Qixia Villa.

He moved slightly, his whole body ached, and he couldn't help frowning, and he saw a white shadow lying on a couch in front of the window.

There was a warmth in his heart, and he struggled to sit up, but with a slight movement, Bai Jingshuo had suddenly woken up. He strode over and helped himself up, and said with great joy, "Are you better?" ”

Mo Mingxuan nodded, and his thin lips spit out two words: "Thank you." ”

Bai Jingxuan squinted at him, sat down in front of the bed, and said seriously: "Mingxuan, listen to my advice." There is no resurrection from the dead. Let the little one settle in the ground. ”

If someone else mentioned this, Mo Mingxuan would be furious—in fact, no one had ever dared to mention it to him.

And now Bai Jingxuan said it bluntly. Instead of the anger he imagined, he breathed a sigh of relief.