Lanshan Snow

Qiu Bodeng stared vigilantly at the Tule wizard who was very close... The copper furnace was placed far away, the torch was dim, and the orange-red light cast it, casting a face profile deeper in the foreign land than in the Central Plains, and deep and cold eye sockets , Pale complexion... Gradually, tiredness dominates the eyelids.

The breathing that fell to the shoulders gradually became even.

very light.

Not much heavier than a curled up sleeping cat.

Wizard Thule opened his eyes.

He turned his head to look at the spoils he had circled.

The young master from Central Plains had already fallen asleep, his thick and curled upper and lower eyelashes covered each other in two rows.They are drenched with tears, and their owners sleep in the arms of those who wet them.

Shi Wuluo played with the two rows of long eyelashes with her fingertips.

A mammoth walks on a rocky beach next to a glacier.

Under the extreme cold, the water turned into ice wedges, which penetrated into the crevices of the rocks, stepped on by heavy elephant feet, and immediately cracked into several pieces.The wooden house on the elephant's back followed suit.

The Tule people are used to this kind of jolt, except for those on duty, everyone fell asleep.

But the young master of the Qiu family has never suffered this kind of crime.

In the past, the horse-drawn carriages and flying boats he rode in were all designed by hundreds of Tiangong shops.Not to mention walking on flat ground, layer after layer of soft cushions should be laid on the soft slump of the carriage cabin, trying to prevent any bulge of the wooden edge from being burned to him.

Right now, even if the wooden house is bumpy, he still sleeps on the wooden floor covered with a cloak.

He didn't sleep well.

She frowned delicately and unhappily.

If it weren't for being too tired, I would have woken up a long time ago.

Shi Wuluo picked him up and put him on her body... In his sleep, Qiu Bodeng vaguely felt that there was an extra layer of cushions under his body, which made him feel much better than before.He moved around, finally found a comfortable position, and then fell into a deep sleep.

The boy on his body finally stopped moving.

Shi Wuluo put his hands on Qiu Bodeng's back, pressed his fingertips on his thin bones, and went down section by section, like all possessive beasts, patrolling his territory.

The fingertips rubbed repeatedly at the last bone ridge.

here……

Has his imprint.

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When the group of mammoths was trekking in the snowfield, a letter came out of the snowfield in a secret way and reached an elegant courtyard in Xizhou.

To be more precise, it was the dark room in the courtyard.

This is a dark room that can change the color of all moralists suddenly.

The walls of the dark room are covered with pictures of secret plays that make people blush, with exquisite craftsmanship and various tricks.The painter was very careful not to draw the face of the protagonist, but judging from the figure, it is obvious that they are the same person.In addition to these paintings and many "other purposes" things, there is also a gilt iron cage, and a chain with a collar hangs from the fence of the iron cage, revealing some kind of extremely intimacy.

The only person who is incompatible with the darkroom is the person who paints before the case.

——someone who should never be here.

The dandies in Dongzhou have the heads of the dandies, and the heroes also have the heads of the heroes.

Coincidentally, they are a pair of cousins.

Among the aristocratic families, there are many intermarriages.The mother of the young master of the Qiu family was born in the Nanxue family.But unlike Qiu Bodeng's arrogance and extravagance, the Xue family's family education is extremely strict. Qiu Bodeng's cousin Xue Xiangcheng is already the head of the famous "Eight Monarchs of Dongzhou" at a young age.All of them are of the top grade when dealing with people, and people at the time praised him as "clean as bamboo and as bright as the moon".

It can be said that there is a sky and an earth with the young master of the enemy who is extravagant and desperate, in stark contrast.

However, right now, this gentleman with an excellent reputation is in the dark room, with his white sleeves folded up, drawing a picture of spring with the elegance he had when he participated in the casual conversation--the Dongzhou family can tell by looking at his figure Who is the person in the picture.

The fine brushwork is turned lightly, and the spring breeze is proud.

Xue Xiangcheng is indeed satisfied.

... What's the use of the enemies no matter how hard they watch?As the so-called "one hundred secrets and one sparse", they never expected that someone in their own family would have evil thoughts about the young master.

It's a pity, I don't know if that old guy Qiu Tangyuan realized something in the end, facing the cold wave, he abruptly chose to drive the flying boat into the snow field.

Otherwise, within three days, people should be sent to the house.

Not bad though.

Qiu Tangyuan was probably out of his mind, he really thought that all the aristocratic families didn't reach into the snow field.Even if he enters the snow field, as long as he doesn't die, he can still find it. As for the dead...

The expression on Xue Xiangcheng's face instantly became extremely gloomy.

If it's dead, that's fine too.

What he can't get, others can't even imagine.

Throwing the brush into the bamboo tube, Xue Xiangcheng took a step back to appreciate his painting... He has been spying on the enemy's cousin for a long time... His cousin, his cousin who is like a pearl.He is clearly the most qualified to be arrogant and domineering, but he has never encroached on others in the slightest.

Arrogant and soft, bright and flamboyant.

Wouldn't it be better than those hypocrites who talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, use pens as knives, and eat people invisible?

It's ridiculous that the world likes to call hypocrisy "noble" and naivety "absurd".

Xue Xiangcheng felt that it might be because, the more beautiful things are, the easier it is to arouse the darkness in people's hearts—look, isn't there a wolf like him around his poor little cousin, wandering around deliberately, licking his fangs?

Xue Xiangcheng's satisfaction did not last long.

As a secret letter was sent into the darkroom, all pens, ink, paper and inkstones were swept to the ground.His rage swept across the entire dark room, shaking the paintings on the wall to rattle.

The confidant who sent the letter lowered his head almost to the ground, and didn't dare to take a look at the meticulous paintings on both sides - the one he accidentally saw last time had his eyes gouged out, and he became a human gu.

"Tule..." Xue Xiangcheng laughed back in anger, "How dare a group of barbarians spoil my good deeds?!"

His face was contorted with gloom.

There is still a little Xiangjun demeanor.

But soon, he calmed down, flicked the cinnabar on his sleeves, thoughtful.

"The flying boat from Dongzhou is coming soon..."

He lifted the hem of his clothes, stepped over the threshold, and returned to his usual handsome appearance.

Gentle and refined, with a smile on his lips.

"Yes, it's time to pick up my aunt."

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The mammoth herd reached the glacier's delta the next afternoon.

There are several conspicuous stone houses on the delta, which are the footholds of the Tule tribe. They are full of frozen meat and full of spirits.As soon as the Thule people arrived here, they started to build fires, boil water, slaughter reindeer, and boil mutton.They add a special kind of moss to the broth to remove the fishy smell.

Has been almost busy, Qiu Bodeng was woken up by the sound of knocking on the door.

Woke up, still a little dazed.

I didn't realize where I was.

He didn't sleep well.

At first, he felt that the bed was hard and shaking, which made him feel unbearably uncomfortable. Later, the bed finally became comfortable, and he began to dream again.The strange thing is, it's not very cold... It's just like the water seeping into the crevices of the stone under the action of an ice wedge, freezing and expanding...

The gaps in the bones were filled with that breath.

When I woke up, there was still a tingling tingling that said it was painful or not.

Qiu Bodeng blinked, and his vision gradually became clear. The polished oak, the rings of growth rings, the flickering fire...

Memories of last night came flooding back.

His legs were red and white, and his slender fingers grabbed tightly into the thick black robe, and when he realized whose clothes he was holding, he immediately flung them away.

He sat up abruptly, stretching his back... There was no one in the cabin except him.

The figure with a strong sense of oppression is not here.

The copper stove was still burning.

The best fir spruce stuffed inside crackled.

Qiu Bodeng slowly relaxed. Only then did he realize that the bunk under his body was no longer his smoke cloak, but several thick layers of silver wolf fur. , I don't know when it was changed.As for who replaced it...

Qiu Bodeng didn't want to think about it at all.

He sat blankly in the wooden house, biting his plump lips to make teeth marks one after another.He wanted to go home, he didn't want to be... In short, he didn't want to stay in the snow field anymore.

But he didn't know what to do.

... The enemies protected him too well.

From the time the flying boat had an accident, everything he had experienced was something he had never encountered before—he even said that he never thought that those things would happen to him.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

The knocking was still ringing.

He could vaguely hear the commotion of the camp outside, Qiu Bodeng came back to his senses, frantically looking for clothes - he found them in the corner.

...was wrinkled.

Sharru knocked on the door with its long nose for a while.

There was no movement inside.Its black and bright eyes looked at the other people who were preparing to spoon the soup in confusion, and began to knock on the door again. Others had already started to scoop up the meat, but the people inside were still silent.It shook its head, turned on the spot, and rushed towards its owner.

The Tule people shouted at it, "Hey, Shaerlu, don't go to Lord Shouwu!"

"Sharru! Just stay here!"

"..."

Amidst the laughter, a sharp-eyed Thule warrior saw Master Shouwu approaching, and hurriedly poked the brothers around him to make them calm down.Fortunately, Lord Shouwu only glanced at them, and went directly to the wooden house.They looked at me and I looked at you, showing the look of "as expected of Mr. Chief Witch who has been single for many years".

really.

The little beauty didn't want to get off the back of the mammoth all the way.

One or two Thule warriors who bet on the success of the beauty with the mood of "gambling big" began to undo their sabers helplessly.

Just as they were about to hand over their sabers, Lord Shouwu actually got out of the wooden house again, stood in the snow, and spread his arms, as if... as if he was going to pick someone up?

Before they could react, the wooden door was pulled open again.

The handsome young master of the Central Plains changed into the clothes of the Tule tribe, grabbed the collar with one hand, and the rope ladder on the saddle of the mammoth with the other, and slowly came down.The rope ladder was equipped according to the height of the Thule people, and when it was nearly one person tall from the ground, it disappeared.

The beautiful young master stepped on the last rope ladder, looking down at the ground covered with moraine.

Then he looked at Mr. Chief Wu who was about to pick him up.

"No," said the pretty young master fiercely, "go away."

That being said, looking at the jagged and sharp stones on the ground, he spent a long time mentally building up, but he still didn't dare to jump down.

Probably seeing that he really didn't want to be hugged down, and he was holding on to the soft rope so tightly that he didn't dare to let it go, Shi Wuluo took a step forward, half-kneeled in the gravel beach, bent forward, and bent his straight back into a bow. The mountain he treads on.