Listen to the king's order

The cold wind howled, and the four horses ran non-stop between the mountains.

To go to Tianshan, start from Xinwu, pass Shenchuan, and cross the Langhe River.

The extreme north of the Tianshan Mountains, the further one goes in this direction, the worse the weather will be.I couldn't find even a dead leaf on the trees along the way, only the bare branches trembling in the cliff.

The terrain in the Northern Territory is high and dangerous, and there are strong winds blowing all day long in winter. Qinggong is useless here at all.Even someone like Jiang Qichen with extremely deep inner strength could only support walking for two hours, let alone bring along Mu Feng who had no inner strength at all.As a result, the four of them unanimously chose to ride the horse.Only in this way, the person who is extremely afraid of the cold will suffer more.

They have been walking non-stop for a day, and they have already reached Shenchuan.

Mu Feng's hands hidden under the fox fur had long been frozen and stiff. He was holding the rein tightly, and it was extremely difficult to even move his fingers.The reins left a notch in his palm, scratching his flesh, but it was sticking to his palm with frost.

The north wind was bitter, and it whizzed past Mu Feng's face like a knife, turning his exposed skin blue from the cold, even a little cracked upon closer inspection.With one free hand, he tightened the fox fur that was blown loose by the wind, and Mu Feng let out a sigh of relief trembling, but the breath turned into frost.

Except for him, the other three are all wearing thin coats, which move with the wind and are not stained by frost.

The winter in the Northern Territory is extremely long, and the night is always longer than the day.Right now, they had just arrived at a wild mountain forest, and the sky had already darkened.

"Call-"

Jiang Qichen grabbed the reins and stopped the galloping horse.

With the horseshoe clacking, he stood on the horse and stared at Mu Feng's frozen face carefully, and said in a deep voice: "There is a ruined temple in front, it is getting late now, between the mountains and fields, if you go further, you may not find it." It's settled."

Mu Feng nodded silently, and galloped after Jiang Qichen.Along the way, he repeatedly refused Jiang Qichen's request to stop and rest. Although he was in a hurry, he also knew that he was not made of iron.If he missed this place, he might have to sleep in the open in the mountains tonight. Jiang Qichen and the others had internal strength to protect his body, but if he slept in the open air for one night, he might sleep here forever.

Jiang Qichen and Jing Xing arrived at the ruined temple first, and they got off their horses neatly. Jiang Qichen handed the reins to Jing Xing: "Take it to the back and tie it up."

Mu Feng pulled the rein with stiff hands, and the fire dragon stopped slowly in front of the temple.The body that had been frozen for a long time was soaked in chill even in the crevices of the bones, Mu Feng turned his neck and moved his slightly stiff body.

Under the fox fur, an idle hand gently moved the palm that was attached to the rein.

He frowned, grabbed one end of the rein and wanted to pull the rope out of his palm, but the rein soaked in frost would definitely pull a layer of flesh.

Gritting his teeth, Mu Feng was about to move but was held down by a hand on his forearm.He looked to the side, but saw that Jiang Qichen had walked under his horse at some point and was looking up at him.

"Brother Qi Chen?"

Jiang Qichen didn't say a word, just lifted a corner of his fox fur and held him by the reins, his black and blue hands were frozen.

Covered with warm palms, gentle internal energy slowly flowed into the body.The frost on the reins turned into a wisp of white mist in an instant, and was quickly blown away by the wind.

Mu Feng felt that his stiff hand softened in an instant, and as soon as he loosened his grip, the rein automatically fell from his palm.He smiled slightly, and said softly: "Brother Qichen, you still have a way...err..."

With force in his hands, Jiang Qichen pulled Mu Feng off the horse, interrupting what the man hadn't finished speaking.

The fire dragon kicked the horse's hooves leisurely in the cold wind. Just as Mu Feng stood firm, he was stroked by Jiang Qichen with both hands, and he spread his palm half-forced, only to see a glaring red mark across there.

Mu Feng withdrew his hand and said nonchalantly: "Well, brother Qichen, let's go in quickly." Then, he threw the rein to Dona from a long distance away: "Dona, go, tie it up."

Jiang Qichen stared deeply at Mu Feng's back, and sighed tremblingly, as if trying to suppress something.

The dilapidated temple is not big, it looks like it has been abandoned for a long time, the ground is full of dust and weeds, but at least the bricks and tiles are complete, and the temple door can block the raging cold wind outside.

Jing Xing picked up a slightly spacious area, gathered strength in his palms, and then waved his arms, and the ashes and grass on the ground were swept aside immediately, and it was even cleaner than a broom.

Without saying a word, Duona carried some hay from the outside and spread it on the ground, then picked up some firewood, took out a fire pocket from his sleeve, and lit it.

Mu Feng looked at the two with a smile on his face, then bumped Jiang Qichen with his elbow, and said in a low voice, "Brother Qichen, I remember that there is a saying in the Central Plains called 'Men and women match, work is not tiring', isn't that true? use."

Jiang Qichen paused, always felt that something was wrong, but after careful consideration, there seemed to be nothing wrong, so he nodded.

"Well, I've also heard a word called 'husband sings and wife follows', and I think it's quite appropriate, what do you think?"

"..."

"Hey, brother Qichen, where are you going?"

Seeing that Jiang Qichen turned around and walked out of the temple gate without saying a word, Mu Feng ran to Jing Xing, who was busy at the side, with a strange expression, and said seriously, "Brother Jing, I just meant that you and Donnafu were singing together. The main U-turn and left?"

Jing Xing, who was concentrating on cleaning, deflected the palm of his hand and forcibly split off a petal of the lotus seat of the Bodhisattva. He glanced sullenly at the fierce-looking woman in black over there, and the veins on his forehead twitched again and again. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Brother Lu Ming, have you lost your memory or lost your mind..."

"Ah?" Mu Feng was stunned for a moment: "What did you call me?"

Jing Xing: "It's nothing... Get out of the way, I'm afraid I can't help but slap you..."

"..."

Mu Feng moved to Duona's side again, carefully looked at Duona's face with the light of the rising fire, and couldn't help sighing with a "tsk tsk": "Oh, it's not easy to marry..."

The door of the ruined temple opened a small crack, and a gust of cold wind rushed in, shaking the newly lit flames from left to right.

Jiang Qichen came over with a ball of quilts in his arms, and carefully spread them on the hay that Duo Na had just laid.

"Huh? Brother Qichen, you went to buy this this morning?"

The moving hand paused, and Jiang Qichen gave a soft "hmm": "It's colder in the mountains at night than in the daytime. We have internal strength protection, but you can't bear it."

"...This is still for me, Brother Qichen, it's you who are considerate in handling things."

Mu Feng unceremoniously lay down on the small "bed" that had just been made, with his legs crossed lazily, the fire light reflected on his smiling handsome face, which made Jiang Qichen's heart warm for some reason.

He hurriedly took another quilt, wrapped it around Mu Feng's body, and then sat down cross-legged at his feet.

Mu Feng enjoyed it happily. The bonfire created a slight warmth in the cold ruined temple. He squinted his eyes and waved to Dona: "Dona, go and get my wine."

"Third young master, what are you going to drink at night?" Dona froze in adding firewood, unceremoniously even raised his eyebrows, looking even more fierce.

"Tch, you only want to drink at night, okay?" Mu Feng swayed his legs under the quilt: "A beautiful day, beautiful women and good wine. Right now, the first three things are all there, and the only thing missing is good wine."

Jing Xing twitched the corners of his mouth, and said teasingly, "Where does this ruined temple have such beautiful scenery? It's such a beautiful woman... You won't talk too much, will you..."

"Mmm...not so..." Mu Feng shook his head meaningfully, and his eyes fell on Jiang Qichen: "Brother Qichen is well-deserved."

"..." Jiang Qichen was at a loss for words for a moment, so he waved his hand to Donna: "Bring it to him, to warm up."

"Hahaha!" Mu Feng smiled loudly, looking at the figure who turned around and walked out, he tasted it: "Brother Qichen, Dona is almost becoming your servant, listen to you, not mine."

"That's because she knows what's good for you."

Mu Feng sat up from the grass bed, met Jiang Qichen's fiery eyes, folded his hands on one of his knees, tilted his head, and said softly, "Brother Qichen, are you saying that you are good to me?" ?”

Jing Xing turned his back as if struck by lightning, he was ashamed to look...

Xin said, Brother Lu Ming just lost his memory, why did he even act wildly!

Jiang Qichen's body froze, but it was because he felt the chill coming from Mu Feng's body.He put his hand under Mu Feng's fox fur, and pressed it against the man's icy cold back, a warm current swept across Mu Feng's limbs and bones.

Cold and hot, Mu Feng couldn't help shivering under Jiang Qichen's hands, and then he saw Jiang Qichen's lingering gaze, and the man said softly to himself: "I will treat you well, and I will always treat you well."

"Third Young Master, your...wine..."

As soon as Dona came in with the wine, she saw her young master nestling on his lap, staring at him with winking eyes... Well, just winking eyes... She instantly felt that her world view had collapsed, For the first time, there was a look of surprise and uncertainty on the face that had always been fierce.

Mu Feng coughed in embarrassment, but in his heart he was really grateful for Dona's sudden interruption, how should he answer these words...

He got up from Jiang Qichen's body and cut off the constant internal force coming from behind him.With a wave of his hand, Dona put the wine jar in his hand stiffly.

His slender fingers tapped on the altar twice, and Mu Feng crossed his legs beside Jiang Qichen, and said with a little satisfaction: "Brother Qichen, the strongest wine in the Northern Territory - Zui Sanqiu. It is said that one drink can make you drunk for three years." Year, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Qichen shook his head slightly: "I don't drink."

"Okay." Mu Feng tore off the seal on his own, and the rich aroma of wine came to his nostrils immediately. He sniffed lightly as if intoxicated, hugged the wine jar and drank it.

After drinking strong wine, his body instantly became hot. Mu Feng drank half of the pot in one go, and finally felt that his body gradually began to warm up.He raised his head from the wine jar, a stream of wine juice flowed down his lips, just about to wipe it off with the back of his hand, but saw Jiang Qichen pointing at him, the man looked at him intently, the warm fingertips touched him The slightly cool lips wiped away the pungentness from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Feng was startled, then subconsciously shrank back, raised the wine jar and wanted to drink more, but was stopped by Jiang Qichen holding his wrist.

Jiang Qichen said resolutely, "Strong alcohol is harmful to your health, so you should not drink too much."

"I haven't had a good drink yet, take another sip..."

The hand that was holding him remained motionless, as if it weighed a thousand catties.

Mu Feng shook his arm: "Just take a sip."

Jiang Qichen said firmly, "No."

"Okay." Mu Feng held the wine jar in front of Jiang Qichen: "I don't need to drink it, you can drink it."

"I……"

"drink!"

Jiang Qichen took the wine jar from Mu Feng's hand, his brows were slightly frowned, and his expression moved slightly.

Seeing this, Jing Xing hurried up to stop him: "Master, you can't drink, you still have..."

Jiang Qichen interrupted Jingzhi: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine jar and drank it down in one gulp.

"Haha, brother Qi Chen is a good drinker!" Mu Feng shook the empty wine jar, and threw it far away. The wine jar hit the wall and was split into pieces. The sound was like a thunder in the silent mountain forest.

Jiang Qichen's eyes darkened, he turned around quickly, and said softly, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

"Ah? But..."

"Third young master! Stop making trouble!" Duona stepped forward, pushed Mu Feng down, and pulled the quilt to wrap him up: "Ancestor, I beg you, don't act like a monster here... ..."

"Where do I have... um..."

Dona quickly tapped Mu Feng's dumb acupoint: "Go to sleep."

Mu Feng looked at him angrily, and there was a hint of "I really regret bringing you out" in his eyes, and then he turned around with a lot of movement, which can be considered peaceful.

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Lu Lu likes to pretend to be garlic, and is frantically probing on the verge of losing his virginity——

Today I went to Haidilao with my roommates, celebrated my birthday early and celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival, I am very happy~

I also wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, reunion and family happiness!

Ps: The new article is being deposited, but because I am a bit busy at school, the progress of depositing the manuscript is very slow... I am a person who does not save the manuscript and does not want to open the article, mainly because I am afraid that everyone will be anxious...hhhhh, shameless, Maybe no one is watching hee hee.

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