The back garden of the palace was originally the liveliest place, and every year on the eve of the Spring Festival, when the plum blossoms are in full bloom, they are crumpled with laughter.

Now it was the most bleak and deserted place, with weeds on both sides of the path, and Merlin was in the depths, and from a distance you could see a strong crimson color in the distance, like a burning firework.

Covered in snow, the depths of the Merlin were muddy.

Ding Bao realized that the man beside him suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward, and looked up to see that the path in front of him had been uncleaned for a long time, and it was wet and stained with a lot of dirty snow.

"Why don't you leave?"

The man frowned.

"Let's look at it from another place."

Saying that, Cen Yao turned around and walked back, Ding Bao silently carried the hem of his skirt to follow, and when the cold wind blew, his hands and feet were frozen.

In the back garden, there is a ten-meter-high observation deck, also known as Diaoyu Tai, which originally had a huge lake under it, and the old emperor loved to fish, so he named it Diaoyu Tai.

It's been almost half a year, and no one has set foot here.

Cen Yao raised his feet and walked up the steps, and the old wooden planks made a "crunch" and "crunch" sound under his feet.

Ding Bao followed behind him and looked up, this is a hollow elevated road, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, made of solid wood, although the materials are of high quality, but because the construction is too high, it looks crumbling.

"Mother, let me hold you?"

Ding Bao raised his eyes and glanced at him, then frowned and shook his head.

"No, you don't."

She walked up slowly, as the height continued to rise, looking down, the hollow place let the place under her feet be like an attic in the air, the railing on the side of her hand suddenly seemed fragile, as if there was a hand behind her pushing her body outward, the things in front of her were slowly rotating, her brain was also dizzy, and her legs couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"Salesman, you have a fear of heights."

Baza's black voice sounded unexpectedly.

Ding Bao strained his face, held his breath and stopped looking down, carrying the heavy skirt with one hand, and holding the lever beside him with the other, looking up at the tall purple back in front of him, and continued to climb up step by step.

"I don't recommend that you continue to go up, your fear of heights is judged to be level six, which is a severe fear of heights, and the ten-meter high platform is too psychologically burdensome for you, for the sake of safety, you'd better go down now."

Ding Bao's face turned cold.

"I don't need you to teach me how to do things."

Bazahei heard her say this, and there was some emotion in his heart.

This woman is unreasonable and has no conscience, forget it, let her go, and change another one when she dies.

In this way, it watched Ding Bao continue to climb up, and when she was about five meters high, she was already far behind Cen Yao.

When the man noticed that the footsteps behind him had disappeared, he turned back and saw that Ding Bao had already fallen far behind him.

Spiraling up the stairs, he looked down, just in time to see Ding Bao's slightly pale face, red lips seemed to have lost their blood, look closely, you can see that her steps are trembling slightly.

How can you be so weak? It's so hard to climb a staircase.

"The body is too delicate......"

The man said to himself, then turned around and walked down, and after a while, he arrived in front of Ding Bao.

"Tired?"

Ding Bao looked up at the man standing on a high place, a layer of mist appeared in his eyes, and he didn't know whether he was tired or afraid.

In short, this look is too squeamish, and the undulating chest also makes people feel soft for no reason.