Heming Mountain

cold winter.

A group of men in black rode their horses, and the sound of hoofbeats came from far to near.

When they reached the front of the mountain, the leader took the lead to pull back the reins, the horse neighed, and the front hooves kicked up high, which was enough to show his strength.

"He went in from here! Get off your horse and chase after him!" The leader pointed to the crack in the mountain pass ahead and said, "Go!"

Everyone got off their horses one after another, drew out their short knives and ran towards the mountain, leaving the horse panting on the spot.The boss secretly sighed, this is the number of times the mansion has sent people to chase and kill this guy, who knows that this guy is so skilled in martial arts, he thought this operation was safe, but this time he killed more than a dozen Brother, half the amount he brought out.The man was seriously injured, so they chased him on horseback for a long time.He gritted his teeth and followed his brothers to chase after him.

When he went in, he found a group of brothers standing in front of the mountain.He peeled away the crowd and saw that the mountain was surrounded by a valley.The mountain slopes down gently, and the lowest point is a lake. The lake is frozen, smooth and crystal clear, like a mirror, with a cold blue light.

The valley is very huge. It is the middle of winter at this time, and the snow in the valley is thick. It rises and falls with the mountains, but covers the edges and corners of the peaks. It is like a silver desert, which is very spectacular.There are trees in the valley, and the snow hangs on the trees. Perhaps it is because of melting and freezing, it actually forms lingling fine ice.The color of the winter sun has not faded, and it sprinkles down the world, shaking the ice crystals, and looking from a distance, there are stars and ice flowers.

"Boss, it's freezing cold now, and the terrain in the valley is complicated. As long as Bai Huanzhi goes in, he might not be able to get out."

"That's right, Boss, it's so cold now, there's nothing to eat in this valley except wild animals, he won't last a few days." Another man in black said, and the rest of the men in black echoed.

The leader thought for a while, he knew that the brothers were really powerless to search, and what they said was also reasonable.

He took a deep look at the valley and said, "Retreat."

The hidden white-clothed man outside the valley smiled mockingly when he saw the enemy walking away, then turned and limped towards the valley.

He pulled the white fox fur on his body, only to find that the white fox fur had already been frozen on his body by his own blood, and as long as he pulled it, the wound would be piercingly painful.This white fox fur was a gift he had just received, it was given by the Minister of Rites, the fur was of excellent quality, and what was even more commendable was that the fur was complete without arrow holes.He has seen a lot of good things, but this thing helped him cover the blood on his body when he was hiding, so that the enemies did not find it, which was equivalent to saving his life.

Behind him, the spotted red plums perched on the ground, melting the snowflakes on the ground, and then covered in snow and buried in the depths, disappeared like red plums, leaving only a little red, like cinnabar.

I didn't expect to escape here.Looking at the scenery in the valley, he felt emotional.

He trudged forward, leaving long trails in the deep snow.He sneered in his heart, there have been countless waves to assassinate him, since he was in power, there are many people who want him to die.It's just that the martial arts, resourcefulness and luck of those who come here are all inferior to him, so he can save himself from danger time and time again.

He walked to a safe place, sat down on the ground, and then whistled. The whistle was extremely clear, but the sound was also much muffled by the snow.He held on and blew a few more times, but the sound became smaller each time.The homing pigeon did not come for a long time, and he was a little desperate.He had many stab wounds on his body, and what's more, he would lose his life if he didn't get medical treatment as soon as possible. Moreover, he didn't wear much clothes, and he had traveled a long distance, and his physical strength was exhausted. He might not be able to withstand the low temperature.

His body gradually became numb, he clenched his fists with difficulty, felt his strength was weak, his body was stiff, before he had time to think about countermeasures, he passed out.

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The boy at the foot of the mountain poked his head out, and after confirming that there was no danger, he walked slowly towards Bai Huanzhi.He looked at Bai Huanzhi, who had not been in a coma for a while, and felt for his pulse, which was still beating weakly.Seeing that Bai Huanzhi's face was livid and his lips were purple, the young man took off the fur from his body without thinking, put it on Bai Huanzhi's body, then picked up Bai Huanzhi's hand, and walked towards the hut on the mountainside.

There was a fire in the hut, and it was warm. The young man put Bai Huanzhi on the kang, and then took out the stone knife to change the clothes stuck to his body.Although the blood had melted, some of it had dried up, so he could only carefully cut off the cloth.Bai Huanzhi, who was slowly regaining consciousness, felt the pain, frowned slightly and hissed softly.The knife in the boy's hand stopped, and then continued to use the knife to separate the cloth and flesh, but the movement in his hand was lighter.

Then he cleaned up Bai Huanzhi's wound, and applied crushed dry herbs on his wound. After dressing it up, he was already sweating profusely.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, threw the fur he was wearing on the stone table, went to get a bowl of hot soup from the stove, blew it warm and fed it into Bai Huanzhi's mouth.

At night, Bai Huanzhi had a severe fever and was shivering from the cold. The young man added a handful of firewood to the kang, drank a bowl of hot soup, got into Bai Huanzhi's quilt, and hugged him gently.Because of the wound on Bai Huanzhi's body, he didn't dare to use force, but Bai Huanzhi was greedy for his warmth and pressed against him with all his strength.

The young man has been alone in the valley for a long time, and he has never seen anyone else, let alone such a handsome man as Bai Huanzhi.He had seen Bai Huanzhi's body when he was changing his dressing. Bai Huanzhi had a long frame, broad shoulders and narrow hips, and he had a tight figure due to years of martial arts practice.Bai Huanzhi's hot lips gently rubbed against the young man's neck, and the young man's body became hotter, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out.His face turned red, his lower body reacted, and he passed the night with anxiety in his heart. In the morning of the next day, Bai Huanzhi's fever finally subsided.The boy let out a long breath, looked at the man on the bed, and left in shame.

Bai Huanzhi was in good health, but with such a serious injury, he woke up that night.The young man was cooking broth, and the aroma was tangy, Bai Huanzhi hoarsely said: "Here, serve me a bowl." After finishing speaking, he pointed to the broth in the pot.

The young man was startled, Bai Huanzhi thought he didn't understand, and said again: "I said, give me a bowl of the broth you cooked."

The young man reacted for a while, then took out a wooden bowl, filled it with soup and said, "Man, no... you... first, I saw..." A paragraph of words was stuttered, and Bai Huanzhi sorted it out. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Have you not seen anyone for a long time?"

The boy reacted for a while, and finally nodded.

Bai Huanzhi asked while drinking the soup: "Are your parents still alive? Do you still remember your name?"

"He Ming. Bai He Ming." The young man spoke these words fluently.

Bai Huanzhi's body froze, and he looked at the boy fiercely.

He suppressed his mind with a calm expression, and said: "There is a little finger-long scar on He Ming's back when he was young. You take off your clothes yourself and let me see."

Bai Heming looked at Bai Huanzhi ignorantly, and Bai Huanzhi said again: "Take off your clothes."

Bai Heming didn't know why, since he didn't have eyes behind his back, who knew what happened behind his body.He took off the fur and turned his back to Bai Huanzhi, but Bai Huanzhi turned Bai Heming around, and saw the well-tac-toe scar on Bai Heming's lower abdomen at a glance.He froze for a moment, then felt his scalp tingling and his heart beating wildly.He grabbed Bai Huanzhi's wrist and looked at the young man with red eyes.His lips trembled for a while before he choked up and said, "Heming, I'm the emperor's uncle..."

Bai Heming was somewhat familiar with this title, but he couldn't quite remember who this extremely good-looking man was.

"Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang...too many people have pretended to be you. Uncle Huang has been looking for you all these years when you were away," Bai Huanzhi wiped away his tears and smiled.

In order to seize the throne and seize power from Bai Huanzhi, many important officials in the court sent someone who looked somewhat similar to Bai Huanchu, and told Bai Huanzhi that he was the current prince.Bai Huanzhi told them that because the prince was not well taken care of by his nanny when he was young, when he was playing by himself, his back was burned by the incense burner, resulting in a scar as long as the little finger.After people heard this, they all came to Bai Huanzhi with scars on their backs and told him that he was the prince.But only Bai Huanzhi and the dead queen knew that before the prince was sent out of the palace, in order to facilitate their recognition in the future, Bai Huanzhi slashed four times on the prince's abdomen cruelly.

Therefore, those who pretended to be princes were all killed by Bai Huanzhi, saying that the scars on their backs were so new that they could not be older than a month.In order to deceive Bai Huanzhi, the people below came up with endless ways. At first, Bai Huanzhi took a little leisure time to accompany them in acting, but then he got tired of it. Why can't these old things come up with new ways, so he came up with a fake prince Then he killed a false prince, coupled with his thunderous means, spread the word that the Ninth Prince is a cruel and ruthless person, not suitable for power, otherwise the world will be in chaos.

Bai Huanzhi didn't care about that, his mother's clan was powerful, and he had the military power and the imperial power in one hand. He had made great achievements in governing the country and the country, and he was good to the people. The only people who didn't give face were the ministers who opposed him in the court.Those who spread rumors in an attempt to disrupt Chao Gang would kill one by one. After killing a few, the opposition to him on the surface could hardly be heard, but these people's actions in private were much louder.Relying on his own good cards, Bai Huanzhi spent most of his time governing the country and the people, looking for the prince's whereabouts, like playing a game of cat and mouse, and from time to time, he even found time to suppress the ministers who acted in private.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year's Day!