Journey to the Rose

The icebreaker has sailed some distance.

The lighthouse cast light again. Ruan Xi looked out and saw that the ice near the boat was broken piece by piece, and cracks appeared continuously on the flat river surface. Countless ice floes were floating on the river surface. Come and bump this helpless ship.

"Where are we going?"

Song Shumian frantically found a wrinkled and soft map drawing from his pocket, shook it, lifted his knees, spread the drawing flat on his thigh, and played the flashlight in an attempt to smooth out its wrinkles.

Ruan Xi replied: "Holy."

Focusing on the large land on the map, Song Shumian asked another question: "holy...a holy city...what is holy?"

"It's the one you imagined," Li Shen explained, "The people in this city-state are more godly."

"A believer?"

"No, it's the crazy kind of god."

Song Shumian was obviously not curious about why he was insane, but instead focused on Li Shen's words: "Why is it a city-state? Is it different from a city?"

"Of course, you haven't studied the history of 26 cities?"

Li Shen glanced at him in surprise, and guessed that this kind of young master who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth might be like this, and the cumulative time of studying and listening to the class for several years has not exceeded one hour.Thinking of this, Li deeply felt heartbroken and sighed.

"The teacher may have said it, but I didn't listen." After Song Shumian finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Li Shen with watery eyes, "Tell me about it."

Everyone knows that Li Shen can't stand omega's acting like a baby the most, he can't stand it at all.

So he stroked his chin, felt the new stubble that had not been shaved, and explained very seriously: "If we use city-states to describe this place in our conversation, it shows that this place is more autonomous and independent, but it It is just a city, and it is its own center. It can control its own sovereignty, not only in politics and war. Although it is independent, it also belongs to the large environmental system.”

"Independence...meaning, the cities on our land are actually equivalent to city-states?"

"Yes, you can say that."

"Then why do you say Holy City people are crazy?"

"This is..."

Li Shen was very pleased that he still remembered what he said, and was about to start science popularization, but he couldn't speak because of the bad taste of the people of Holy City.How could he talk to an omega about the mess on the bed?However, from another angle of rational analysis, doesn't Xiao Song have no glands, so he can't be considered an omega... right?

However, Xiao Song looks tender and fair, is he an adult?

He should be an adult, isn't he and Ruan Xi young?

Li Shen comforted himself like this.

Meeting Song Shumian's eyes full of curiosity, he could only bite the bullet and say, "You... really want to know that much?"

Although there are no melon seeds to eat, Ruan Xi has been standing aside watching the play for a long time.

Li Shen's face is obviously thicker than the walls of the curse city before it was weathered, but now he looks embarrassed, it must be because there are some shady secrets in the holy city.

After knocking on the railing of the icebreaker, Ruan Xi coughed, trying to divert Song Shumian's attention: "Are you hungry? Come over and have some snacks."

As he said that, he dug out a box of egg yolk crisps that he had been thinking about and was reluctant to eat from his luggage. After all, they were snacks, and they could not be bought anywhere on the road. Moreover, as we all know, the ducklings raised in Ablaze City are the best because of the light. The healthy ones, duck egg yolks are naturally the most delicious, and egg yolk crisps are also abundant in my hometown.

I knew that there would be no more pastries if I had this one, but Ruan Xi still generously broke the egg yolk pastry into two parts through the wrapping paper, handed it to Song Shumian, and motioned to give Li Shen a little, "Come on, get some Good. You and Li Shen are half of each other."

Song Shumian is not very interested in desserts, but he is also a child who hasn't eaten snacks for a long time.

As soon as he saw the egg yolk cake, his eyes lit up instantly, he rubbed his hands together, and said, "Okay!"

"Thank you!" Li Shen also took the other half of the egg yolk cake very bluntly, and cast grateful eyes on Ruan Xi.

"Ruan Xi," Song Shumian called him suddenly, "my leg hurts."

"Tired from walking?" Ruan Xi asked.

Song Shumian rubbed his legs, and grinned his teeth in pain where the light couldn't reach, "I don't know, it doesn't feel like soreness either. Can you show me when the sun is up?"

"Well," Ruan Xi couldn't figure out why with her hands, so she could only say, "I'll show you at dawn."

After "comforting" the two companions, Ruan Xi turned around, leaned against the bow rail, and moved a few meters to a place where there were few people. Sure enough, Lu Zhenghe also moved over, with the posture of loving and protecting her husband.

Pretending not to notice this detail, Ruan Xi touched Lu Zhenghe with his elbow: "Then tell me about it?"

"say what?"

"Why is Holy City insane? Li Shen was talking to Shumian just now, and he seemed to be having a hard time opening his mouth, so he stopped talking halfway."

"Oh," Lu Zhenghe smiled sullenly, his eyes shimmered, he didn't know what he was thinking, "I probably know what he is talking about. White lace suspenders...you forgot?"

"I remembered." Ruan Xi had a little impression of this thing, "Then why are you crazy?"

"A long time ago, the alpha of the Holy City wanted the omega to abide by the city's rules and keep them pure, and also asked them to wear white lace suspenders. Isn't that contradictory? They always demanded their spouses in an unreasonable way, and in a satisfied way Dress up your spouse the way you want."

"It's quite crazy," Ruan Xi commented, "It should be called the city of contradictions."

"However, after thousands of years, the new generation of Holy City residents have gradually undergone cognitive changes. They have begun to regard white lace suspenders as a way to reflect beauty. I agree with this very much." Lu Zhenghe emphasized the last sentence, secretly Glancing at Ruan Xi's aura face under the night, he looked at his outline again.

This is the embodiment of beauty, he thought.

"So... is that a special product of Holy City? This is what Li Shen and the others were discussing before?"

"Ah."

"What about black lace?"

"No one cares if you want to wear it. It's just that they don't like it."

"Who wants to wear it?" Ruan Xi was speechless, feeling that the veins on his forehead were about to pop out, "If you want to wear it, you can wear it yourself." After he finished speaking, he remembered something again and asked, "By the way, not all omegas who are required to enter the city are required to wear it." wear it?"

Hearing Ruan Xi's worry, Lu Zhenghe smiled and comforted him: "Of course not."

"That's good." Ruan Xi patted his chest, he understood the kind of weak beauty embodied in most omegas, but felt that it had nothing to do with his strong flesh/body.Walking down the bow guardrail, he watched Song Shumian take out the bread to replenish his energy at night, and beckoned Lu Zhenghe to come and eat.

Lu Zhenghe shook his head and said let them eat first.

The night was unpredictable, and none of the people on the boat dared to fall asleep. They could only cheer up by eating and chatting constantly. Besides, Wen Kai was still sailing alone, sailing forward for a while, and left the holy land. In the city area, Li Shen is about to go up to help.

At this time, the news from the cab came from the headset, it was Wen Kai's voice: "Report to the young master, we are approaching Holy City."

Lu Zhenghe supported the headset and replied in a low voice: "Okay. Please move on and be safe. Please notify me of any changes."

Li Shen hangs by the mast and smokes.

Lu Zhenghe wanted to kill Zi'er in the water.

After all, this is a night voyage, and even a spark can easily become a target. No one knows who is on the shore, on the river, or even on the ice floes.

"Destroy, and then come down." Lu Zhenghe ordered, "Don't be the leader in the middle of the night."

Li Shen took off the binoculars hanging around his neck, jumped down and stood up, "Yes!"

Seeing that his slightly long hair was dripping with water, Lu Zhenghe looked up at the sky and found that it was not raining, "Why is your hair so wet?"

"I washed my head with the water from the boat just now," Li Shen shook his head, wanting to dry his hair quickly, "I feel much more comfortable after washing my head, I feel my head is relaxed."

Lu Zhenghe nodded, "You probably washed your hair off."

Li Shen: "..."

Seeing that the goal of making people swallow more has been achieved, Lu Zhenghe stopped teasing him.He took out a comb and a hair dryer from his armed belt, raised his chin, and tapped his temples with his fingertips, "Give me a haircut."

In the army of the Northern Union, the training time is often tight, coupled with strict management, outside barbers cannot enter the camp, and comrades can only cut each other's hair.Sometimes Li Shen felt that his comrade-in-arms made it ugly, and refused to let him do it. He had to grit his teeth until the barber came in, and then he was picked up by Lu Zhenghe to lecture and criticize him because his hair had grown beyond the maximum length.Li Shen has been on the "Fengshen List" all year round because of hairstyle issues. He said that people like Lu Zhenghe who are insulated from love don't understand that hair is called amorous, and shaving it too short will block the peach blossoms.

"How short?" Li Shen gripped the fader tightly.

Lu Zhenghe was rarely in a good mood, and whistled: "Old rules."

After thinking about it, he suddenly feared that he would not be handsome enough to become a "potato", so he began to lose confidence in his appearance.But if you don't shave hard once, you'll have to spare time for a haircut next time.

Lu Zhenghe still waved his hand and said, "Forget it, make it shorter."

Li Shen waved the clipper and became excited: "Forget about shaving your hair, cut off three thousand threads of trouble!"

Lu Zhenghe: "There is nothing to worry about."

Li Shen: "Is love not enough to bother you?"

It's love again.

What's going on tonight, one person, one mouthful, one love?

Lu Zhenghe has a bit of a headache, when he thinks of Ruan Xi, he feels that all the responsibilities of his life are on it, nothing else, he always feels that he owes Ruan Xi something, he needs to take a lot of love, and a lot of good things return.

Li Shen thought that Lu Zhenghe would be expressionless, so he uttered two words as usual: Shut up.

But he didn't.

"Ruan Xi is fine," Lu Zhenghe said sullenly, "I'm not good."

Li Shen made an exaggerated hiss, as if a ghost had suddenly stepped on his toe.He scratched his face that was itchy from the night wind, and he didn't stop his movements: "Why are you so creepy when you say that?"

Lu Zhenghe shook his head, "The truth."

"You both know you're married, so why didn't you tag him?"

"Marriage is not everything."

"Do you still plan to give him inhibitors next time? Didn't Wen Kai say that you can't take them?"

"Although I'm married, I can't just mark him like that," Lu Zhenghe squatted down so dejectedly for the first time, his head was slightly buried on the ground, leaving only the back of his head for others to see, "I'm afraid he won't want to, The second is that I am afraid that the prophecy will take effect. You forgot what the prophecy said? It said that my omega will die before me."

Hearing this, Li Shen couldn't help scolding: "This sentence is a bullshit prophecy."

Lu Zhenghe agreed with this statement, and said disrespectfully: "Bullshit is not a prophecy."

"Okay," Li Shen brushed away the broken hair that fell from Lu Zhenghe's head with his hands, "Very energetic, very handsome! The young master is more manly now."

"Masculinity has nothing to do with hairstyle. Do you have a mirror?" Lu Zhenghe touched his head, it was quite short, a little shorter than the previous size, and it was a bit sticky.

"No," Li Shen pointed to the glass cabin next to the nail plate, "you can go and see it when the light from the lighthouse shines again."

"Okay." Lu Zhenghe said, ready to go there.

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When it was less than ten kilometers away from the border of holy city, Ruan Xi obviously felt something strange.

Although the lighthouse of Ice City has gone far away, and only faint light can be seen faintly on the huge running river, the basic situation of the whole river can still be barely seen.In the river basin facing Holy City, the width of the river gradually narrowed and became long and narrow, and the frozen water began to melt.

In addition to the icebreaker, there are many kinds of boats floating on the river, such as yachts, rafts, etc., as well as some small passenger boats.

Occasionally, there are still lights on a few small passenger boats, and the rafts are empty. Don't even think about it, there is a high possibility that people have drowned in the watershed.

Ruan Xi remembered that when Lu Zhenghe said that when he went to look for Liu Bo, there were not many navigable ships in the port, and this icebreaker was almost the last tool that could lead to Shengmen.Ruan Xi asked why Uncle Liu didn't go with us?Lu Zhenghe shook his head, saying that the old man is always willing to live and die with his homeland.

Looking down at the time, it is already past five o'clock in the morning, and there are still two or three hours before the winter is completely dawned.But apart from all the changes that Ruan Xi could imagine, there were also noises that did not seem to be made by nature from the dark shore not far away.

When his nerves were tense, Ruan Xi watched Lu Zhenghe jump off the main deck and strode towards the glass door of the cabin, and couldn't help scolding: "It's getting close to the ground, don't run around..."

Before the last sound had finished, a violent gunshot pierced the silence.

The sound of the body quickly lying on the ground came from the icebreaker, and the small boats floating on the river all around became restless, screaming and making noise, intertwined into a net, and threw it down from the sky above.

Gu Zirong was lying on the ground, with one arm firmly pressed on Song Shumian's shoulder, and took out the walkie-talkie to send a message: "Report! Someone sneered!"

Song Shumian looked back in panic, "Who!"

Holy · 42 He Di Lao Xiao Ruan.