"You've lost your bet."

A heroic woman stood on the edge of the cliff with a long sword, looked down at the thick white mist at the bottom of the cliff, and said to herself, "You know you will lose, so why bother looking for excuses to frame me?" ”

The woman's eyes were full of two slightly contradictory emotions, angry but with some relieved tenderness.

She was dressed in a big fur as white as snow, as if she had blended into the wind and snow, or like a standing snowman.

Behind the snowman were many people kneeling, many of whom bowed their heads and did not dare to speak.

"I was going to kill her back then, why did you stop me?"

"You smiled and said that you want to bet with me, I'd rather not win this time, and ...... later"

She closed her eyes, snow falling on her long eyelashes, only to be melted by warm tears.

"It's so cold when the snow is so heavy, isn't it?"

The woman opened her wet teary eyes, as if asking the cliff: "Where have you been?" ”

……

The snow swirled in the sky, as if nostalgic for the gentleness among the clouds, and then reluctantly fell in the vast snowfield, on the galloping white carriage.

"It's good luck to fall off such a high cliff and not die."

"Why isn't this little? It must have been broken into a patty. ”

"Look at what, look at it again, get out of here! Tell you to let the wolf bite into a pile of bloody bones! ”

Yang Xi ignored all the disdain of the young man sitting opposite, and his words were full of resentment that came from nowhere. She nervously looked at the unconscious savior lying on the inside of the carriage, only to see blood oozing from the clothes on the right hand of the savior, and she subconsciously looked at the red blood that had dried on her hands.

"It stinks, it's all blood."

"Eldest sister, you shouldn't have asked them to come into the car."

The young man in a brocade robe pretended to shake his hand in front of his nose and complained to the woman who was treating the wound of one person.

The woman ignored him, but carefully rolled up the sleeve of the sleeping man's white coat, revealing the already scarred skin of his right hand, which was torn from top to bottom, and blood continued to gush outward.

Yang Xi covered her open mouth with her hand in some horror, and the young man sitting opposite her was also afraid, and subconsciously retreated towards the long curtain at the entrance of the carriage.

Even the curtains of the car shook, and at the same time some cold wind drifted in, blowing some sparks on the stove in front of the young man.

Only the guqin placed in the center of the carriage and the woman with the wrapping were not surprised.

The woman's hair was tied in a long lilac knot, like a fluttering butterfly. In front of Ruyubi's forehead, a string of lilac crystal beads hangs, hanging on the wound that makes people who see it palpitate. Her willow eyebrows were lightly raised, and her slightly powdered face was like the moonlight shrouded in the silver glimmer at night, and it was like the outline of floating mountains and rivers on the white rice paper; The woman's red lips opened slightly, like a small crimson bridge reflecting the rippling water. She lifted the sleeping man's injured arm slightly, but the long hair behind her rose as she lowered her head slightly.

The rare color of the world gently sprinkled the gold sore medicine on the man's flesh and blood little by little, until the red blood gushing out of the scar gradually became less terrifying than before, and then carefully bandaged it with a wrapper, layer after layer.

After the wrapping cloth was wrapped, the forehead with the string of lilac crystal beads was covered with fine sweat. But she didn't wipe herself, but slowly pulled down the sleeves of the sleeping man's white clothes, and then took out the silk scarf she used from her arms to wipe the hot sweat off the sleeping man's face, and the fine sweat on her forehead fell in several places. When she looked carefully at the sleeping man's face, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart, and she couldn't withdraw her hand for a long time.

This unconscious man looked like an old man.

She watched infatuatedly, but she didn't know that she was fascinated.

The young man on the side looked at the eldest sister who seemed to be stunned in surprise, shook his hand in front of the woman, and asked worriedly, "Eldest sister?" Eldest sister? Eldest sister, what's wrong with you? ”

Only then did the woman come back to her senses, and she withdrew her tender gaze and at the same time withdrew her hand, placing the silk scarf in her hand aside.

She replied in a clear voice like a silver bell: "It's just that I remembered some things from the past. ”

"Eldest sister, you don't have to be afraid. They can't get you back, as long as I'm here, I'll protect you! The young man patted his chest with his hand and said, he thought that the eldest sister was worried that he would be caught up by the people at home.

"Big sister!" Yang Xi opened his mouth and said, "Don't be afraid, my father used to be a head hunter, whoever wants to arrest you, I can let my father help you!" As the saying goes, if you have a favor, you let us get in the car and saved my life-saving benefactor, I am worried that I don't know how to repay you. ”

The woman shook her head, and she said a little tiredly, "No need to repay, we'll be fine." ”

"Whoever asks for your reward is as if it were useful to find you." The young man sneered, "I can't even handle the horse bandits, and you still help us, and you won't let me meet you next time, thank God!" ”

"You!" Yang Xi was angry, but it made the young man proud and stuck out his tongue at her.

"Alright. Xiao Yan, let's be quiet, don't wake him up, you know how much it hurts when our medicine works, and it is just right for him to be sleepy and not aware of the pain at this time. ”

"It's good if it really hurts him, how do you know if our Muliang gold sore medicine is good if it doesn't hurt once?"

"If you talk any more nonsense, get out of the car and go back by yourself."

The young man suddenly stopped talking, but Yang Xi, who was sitting on the opposite side of the carriage, looked at him with a slight curl of mouth, and was so angry that he glared at Yang Xi viciously.

Yang Xi was even more proud, with a look that made you owe it again, and was finally governed.

"Little-" The young man was about to speak and scold the little girl, but he blocked his throat and remembered the words of the eldest sister, so he forcibly swallowed it, turned his face and told himself not to look at her again.

"I've taken care of his injuries and healed in a few days. But he must have suffered serious internal injuries when he fell from the cliff, especially ......" The woman pointed to Yang Xi's head, then handed Yang Xi a bottle of gold sore medicine, and then instructed, "You can take this gold sore medicine, and reapply it to him every three days, and the trauma will heal after a long period of rest." As for internal injuries...... Remember, don't let him be too tired or frightened, or he will lose his life or become stupid. You have to remember, especially not to give him any fright, remember? ”

Yang Xi took the gold sore medicine, nodded hurriedly, and looked at the woman's appearance seriously.

Seeing her gaze, the woman asked suspiciously, "Is there anything on my face?" ”

"You look like you're alone." Yang Xi replied. She had secretly looked at the big sister of the fairy in the picture several times since she entered the carriage, and until this time, she still felt very similar.

"Really? But this is the first time I've seen you. ”

"Me too. But ......," Yang Xi said in a hurry, she hesitated for a moment, but still said it, "You are like a painting in a friend's house of mine." ”

"Painting?"

"No, no, no! It's a person in the painting! Yang Xi explained in a panic. She realized that what she said was not accurate enough, and quickly changed her words, "It's really like! You're slightly older than the person in the painting, though. ”

"I see." The woman smiled, and she said with relief, "No wonder you kept looking at me after you got in the car." ”

The young man who had been listening to the conversation between the two wanted to speak and stopped, but he didn't dare to speak. He felt that this little lady was just saying that the eldest sister was like a painting, and said to himself: "Phew, sycophant!" What a shame. Then he thought to himself, "But this seems to be better than me directly praising the eldest sister as the number one beauty in the world, although it is a big truth, but this kind of language is neither exaggerated, but can be praised vividly, wonderful!" I'll try ...... next time too."

"That friend of mine has to stare at that painting every day!"

Yang Xi said, but found that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little strange.

The woman with a string of lilac crystal beads hanging on her forehead sighed, her beautiful face facing the car window, and the curtain of the car blown by the cold wind kept blowing, and the wind and snow outside could be seen from the gap, and the wind and snow not only froze the landscape, but also froze her smile.

Yang Xi was a little confused, looking at the woman with a sad face in confusion, she didn't know what she had said wrong, and she didn't dare to say more at this time.

Seeing this scene, the young man pursed his lips and thought: "I still can't learn from this little girl, I still praise the eldest sister as the best beauty in the world!" ”

At this moment, the snow outside the carriage has faded slightly.

The white horse stepped leisurely on the snow, a little cold wind blew slightly from the sunset exposed in the sky, lifted the curtain of the carriage, the golden light shone on the face of the woman sitting in the carriage, and a string of lilac crystal beads hung in front of the forehead like jade. And because the carriage was traveling on this uneven mountain road, even if there was a layer of soft snow on it, it was still inevitably bumpy. The lilac crystal beads swayed back and forth, making the woman's gaze uncomfortably restless on the curtain at the carriage in front of her.

The curtain of the car also flickered, and some light continued to penetrate through the gaps, flashing the snow road ahead. She was finally able to shift her gaze to the unconscious man. In another moment, the woman had some delusions of déjà vu again, as if she had seen the same unconscious person in the same carriage in the same carriage somewhere and at a certain hour.

Like in the past, there was a young man who was frightened, and it was also in the snowy season, in the carriage ahead, the unconscious young man held her hand tightly, as tight as the eternal wisp that was tied between his arms when he was born.

Once upon a time

The young man patted her chest and said that he would accompany her to find her father.

Once upon a time

The young man also said that he would never hurt anyone again.

Once upon a time

The boy hugged her and promised that he would send him away.

"That person ......"

She thought so, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and she looked at the man who had been wiped off the hot sweat but was still unconscious, and greeted her in her heart, "Long years, how many years have passed, are you okay?"

She looked out the window at the snow and sun, and couldn't help but sigh: It's really like a painting.