My nemesis ascended the throne

The weather is not beautiful, the light snow all the way turns into heavy snow, and the heavy snow is like goose feathers.

The horseshoes fell on the snow, and the snow became more and more dense, and the horse neighed behind him.

There was no fierce battle, but except for the sound of horseshoes, it was quieter than the sound of falling snowflakes.

Feathered arrows are getting denser and denser.

In the end, it was replaced by a crossbow that was faster than a bow.

The horseshoes are getting faster and faster.

Zhao Rong's sword flower blocked many fierce attacks, but he was outnumbered and powerless.

The horseshoes became more and more anxious, trampling the snow into slush.

There was heavy snow, and after a while, it covered the footprints of the horseshoes.

Ahead is the Daguan Mountain in the outer suburbs of the capital, which borders Tongzhou. The mountain road is usually very steep. The imperial court even set up a fence to prohibit grazing and hunting, not to mention the time when the mountain is covered by heavy snow.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, reined in the horse's reins, and hurried towards the mountain road.

Xie An didn't know what he meant, "Are you crazy? Walking up the mountain in a snowy day, looking for death?"

Zhao Rong did not explain to Xie An.

With the rein in his hand, the horse's hoof made a bend, and went to the valley. With every step of the horse's hoof, snow fell rustling down the narrow mountain road to the cliff.

Xie An closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes covered with falling snow trembled lightly following the voice.Zhao Rong wrapped his arms around his waist and laughed softly, "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

In such a moment of besieged on all sides, it is extraordinarily reassuring.

The mountain was blocked by heavy snow and there were few people. The two of them gradually entered the deep mountain together.

After a while, more than a dozen horses caught up.

They couldn't find any trace of the horseshoe, because the huge snow completely covered the traces left behind, including the bloodstains.It still looks like a vast expanse of whiteness.

The terrain of this mountain forest is complicated, with nine twists and turns, once entering this mountain, it is like a bird entering the forest and escaping from the sky.

These killers didn't give up, they didn't turn around.

There is a dilapidated temple in the col, and a maroon horse is tied beside the temple, and the horse neighs.

A bonfire was lit in the temple, and the flames flickered.

Xie An waited for the two of them to dismount before realizing that Zhao Rong was injured.There was a feathered arrow on his back, the wound was bleeding, and half of his clothes were red. Fortunately, there was a heavy snowfall outside, but they could cover their tracks in a short while.

Xie An opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He is quite knowledgeable about people's good and evil, Zhao Rong's martial arts is not impossible to avoid, but he dodged, the arrow is probably stuck in his back.

That's why I suffered it.

Xie An looked at Zhao Rong with complicated eyes.

He thought of the story Zhao Rong told.

The son of a rich family.Losing it all and gaining it all back.

He has a benefactor.

What he took back was Tongzhou's family business?

Speaking of which, this Zhao Rong was somewhat similar to the experience of the one in the palace.Xie An was born in a wealthy family these years, and he knows very well that the fight for power and profit among rich and noble families is similar, whether it is a big royal matter or a small business matter, the fight is not always life-saving, the tragic events are mostly similar, but the happy events are different.

Indistinctly, through the faint light of the fire, he looked at Zhao Rong's eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly saw the appearance of Rong Yan, calm and calm, tearing him apart.

His palms trembled, and the flames jumped, and when he came back to his senses, Zhao Rong still looked like Zhao Rong, with wounds on his shoulders, half of his clothes were torn off by himself, and he was dealing with the wounds on his body.

Xie An was startled.

What was he thinking about?

how is this possible.

How could Zhao Rong have anything to do with that person in the palace?

Xie An secretly scolded himself for being suspicious.

Just looking at Zhao Rong's unflattering face, he said angrily, "I'll help you."

Zhao Rong glanced at him with a smile in his eyes, "Okay."

Xie An glared at him.

Zhao Rong raised the corner of his mouth.

This is not the first time Xie An treated Zhao Rong's wounds.

Only this time, the somewhat tense atmosphere between the two has changed.

It became a little tangled and ambiguous.

The wind ruffled his hair.The long black hair lined the snow-colored face, his head was slightly lowered, and his thin white fingers touched his skin with a slight coolness, and Zhao Rong's heart moved slightly.

Xie An had never dealt with such a large wound, so he glanced at him worriedly, "Did I pull it out?"

Zhao Rong twitched his lips, "Pull it out."

Xie An's eyes were closed, and he was inexperienced, so he just pulled it out casually, blood splashed on half of his cheek, and he smelled a strong fishy smell.

Xie An couldn't bear to see such heavy blood, the night when Rong Yin was forced into the palace, only red was left in his eyes.

He blinked his eyes, his throat was dry, and his eyes were filled with blood mist. He suppressed the discomfort and carefully touched Zhao Rong's wound.

Xie An didn't realize the severity of the wound until now.

The arrow was very long, half immersed in the flesh, it was hard to imagine that he walked all the way without making a sound.Half of the wound fell on him, Xie An, and he probably fainted to death.

Xie An looked at Zhao Rong, and saw that his brows were tightly wrinkled, and a thin layer of cold sweat was seeping from his hairline. Even when he just pulled out the arrow, he didn't hear him shout.

Rather a person.

Xie An didn't even realize that he had fallen into a demon, he stretched out his sleeve, as if to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead.He stretched out his hand halfway, and was tightly held by one hand. Only then did he realize what he had done, and he was ashamed and embarrassed. The blood splattered on his face covered a large area of ​​blush.

Zhao Rong raised his lips, "Do you feel distressed?"

In the snow at night, in the Old Temple of the City God, his eyes seemed to hide the stars in the sky.

"Go away."

Xie An pushed the person away with all his strength, Zhao Rong was injured, coughed twice, and fell into the snow, but he looked chic and let out a low-pitched laugh from his throat.

Seeing him lying on the snow, Xie An was worried that he would catch the cold, and seeing this man's stubbornness, he curled his lips and simply ignored him.

They didn't bring any medicine when they came out, only the torn part of the clothes was tied to stop the bleeding. Zhao Rong put on the clothes, picked up the dead branches and leaves on the ground, and added a few more to the campfire. cluster.

It's just a simple movement, but it actually looks a bit dignified when he does it.

The flames reflected Zhao Rong's unattractive face, he looked outside, "At this time last year, there wasn't such a heavy snowfall."

At this time last year... there was no such heavy snow.

But he remembered that the moon at this time last year was the same as this year.The moonlight shines on Rong Ren's cold blade.

It was at this time last year that his world turned red blood.

Xie An laughed lightly, then covered his eyes.

In the gap between the fingers covering his eyes, it seemed like a drop of tear fell into the snow, and then disappeared.

The author says:

Xiao Xie doubted Zhao Rong's purpose, but did not doubt Zhao Rong's identity. In the eyes of this silly child, the pig's trotter palace is lying dead, how could he come out to be a demon [cover face]