Qingchuan History

Chapter 805

In mid-January, the northern land is colder than the northern border of the southern land. The cold ground is frozen, and the sky is covered with ice and snow.

But the sun is shining for thousands of miles. Looking around, on the thick ice surface and between the white rime, the sunlight is like pearls, and the glint is like a dream.

Jing Tingge used to ride a horse, and the moon was approaching in the cold, so he had to ride a car, with Xiuluan serving at his side.

Near dusk, when the team stopped, she came down with Xiu Luan's hand, but saw the tall trees in front of her, and the shadows of the trees were longer than the trunks, neatly and obliquely sprinkled on the snow.

——Is it because of the difference in the refraction of sunset light in extremely cold places?The whole picture is bright and warm lavender, against the light golden twilight in the daytime, not like the real world.

She also wears a purple dress and a dark purple cloak, standing in this illusion is just the finishing touch.

Murong Xun admired for a moment, got off his horse, and said to the side: "When I first saw you at the gate of the palace ten years ago, I thought, this little girl is like a cold evening."

Because he loves dusk in cold places, that's why he has fallen in love with her for many years for no reason?Jing Tingge had no reason to think about it, and thought it was ridiculous, so he laughed it off.

It is inconvenient to drive horses and carts in the snowy forest, and all rely on walking. Fortunately, the destination is not far away, only two or three miles.The huge stone fortress suddenly appeared on the endless white sky, and Jing Tingge was shocked.

"Stay here tonight."

After Murong Xun's words fell, a person came out from inside, Huo Qi, who probably went in first to make arrangements.Then there was another person with a broad square face, wide-set eyes, a large and slightly flat nose, and a large mouth, all wrapped in variegated fur.

It's the local aborigines.

The man approached without looking sideways, folded his hands on his chest and bowed slightly to Murong Xun as a salute.

Murong Xun also crossed his arms in return, but did not bow.

After the greeting, Huo Qi led the way in.The interior is dark and there are few windows, the floor is covered with thick fur, and a fire is burning in the corner, and the candlesticks are lit up one by one, so the whole house shows a simple and simple charm.

Because it is made of stone, the roof is uneven and more like an arch.It is divided into two floors, but the upper and lower floors can be seen clearly at a glance:
In the deepest part of the house, there is a high platform, which is integrated with the wall on the other side and is also made of stones. It is as flat as the ground, and there are two things like tents on it. They are both big and each is covered with fur.

"Where do you sleep?" Murong Xun asked.

Jing Tingge didn't expect that, and Huo Qixiu was beside him - even if they both should be counted, why not be so blatant?How do you explain to the soldiers who set up tents to escort them outside?

"Ms. Xiuluan chooses first." Huo Qi whispered behind him.

Jingting Gefang noticed that there were also two tents on the first floor, that is, on the fur-covered ground where they were standing.Looking at the entire high and wide interior, the four tents are like four independent huts.

So the master lives on the second floor, and the followers live on the first floor?
Xiu Luan understood the situation, "Which side do you choose, sir, it's fine for the servants to sleep on the same side."

Jing Tingge didn't hold back, "Qingchuan rules, the left is the respect, and the minister sleeps on the right."

The bed was confirmed, the luggage was settled, and it was already dark, but no one felt hungry.

"It's still early." In the extremely cold place, the winter days are short, and Ruan Xueyin said in a recent communication that there may only be two or three hours of dawn this month.

Murong Xun had already been here twice, nodded and said, "Go directly to the spring. Do you want to bring your painting tools?"

Danqing is what she is good at, and it is also called Shenguang, so she wants to describe and record it.

The painting utensils were specially packed, and they can set off when they are picked up. Four masters and servants and a team of ten guards walked out of the snowy forest and marched towards a gentle hillside. live--

The deep blue waters under the dark night starry sky come into view impressively, covered by deep snow and rime, curling up with steaming heat.

Jing Tingge and Xiu Luan opened their eyes wide.

It was not the first time that Murong Xun and Huo Qi saw each other, after years of separation, their eyes were still wide open.

The soldier Cheng Lietong opened his eyes wide.

The Creator's natural beauty in the world can always make different people completely unify their aesthetics at the same moment.

The lord acquiesced to everyone standing still and watching for a long time.

Then he and Jing Tingge took a few more steps and arrived at the water's edge.

The heat of the hot spring did not melt the snow beside the water. The two chose a big tree covered with rime, took out thick fur and spread it under the tree, unfolded the painting tools, and sat on the ground.

"Is there a hand stove?" Murong Xun knew that she was menstruating, and walking on the cold ground for so long would be uncomfortable.

"Yes. I'm covering it." Xiu Luan fit properly, and she stuffed it into the skirt as early as walking.

"There is one more." Murong Xun pulled out his chest like a magic trick, and handed it to her hand, "Cover it too."

The warmth suddenly entered the cold palm, and quickly penetrated the entire arm to reach the chest cavity.This is what it meant to send charcoal in the snow. Jing Tingge remembered what the children said to him on a snowy night in the Danfu courtyard.

"It doesn't happen every night, and it doesn't happen at night. Wait." Just listen to him continue, "If you don't have it for an hour or two, your body can't bear it, so come back tomorrow."

Jing Tingge nodded and stared at the sky.Although there is no divine light, the stars are penetrating, and there are much more than what you can see in the town. Xu Yin is much closer to the sky?

She didn't know whether the changes in the arrangement of astrology differed from region to region, and she felt that this should also be drawn, and that it should be done meticulously, so she could show it to Ruan Xueyin.

Garcinia cambogia, cinnabar, stone green, and flower blue, more than a dozen colors that were newly polished before departure spread out, instantly embellishing the dark snowy field brightly.

"Actually, if you can't wait for the divine light tonight and just paint the starry sky, you don't need to add water to adjust the color." Jing Tingge has already started to paint the outline of the night;

"Well, if you don't adjust it, it will freeze quickly." Murong Xun leaned against the tree trunk, tilting his head to watch her paint quietly, and there was a bright lamp above his head, which was also freshly hung.

"Are your feet cold?"

After half an hour, seeing that most of the painting was done, the divine light had not yet appeared, and she did not move because of her concentration, Murong Xun asked again.

Jing Ting Ge was deep in pen and ink and didn't answer for a long time. It was a long time before he heard it. When he moved his feet, he was already stiff. "A little."

He saw more than one thing, and stood up with his limbs moving, "Go and sit by the spring for a while."

Jing Tingge raised his head and wrote on his face, "Here is the spring."

Murong Xun pointed to the edge of the hot spring.

There were only a few steps in total, and she didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling; after sitting under the tree for a long time, even though there was fur to block the cold from the snow, given her physical condition on the third day of menstruation, she needed to keep her muscles and bones active.

Then he put down his pen, followed to the edge, and sat down again as he said, and saw this person stretching out his hands.

Stretching on the shoes, she was suddenly startled, and both boots were pulled off before she could react.

"What to do!" She whispered in a low voice, and turned around quickly.

Only the vague silhouette of Huo Qitong's embroidered waist can be seen, and the guards are even further away.

That's still—

She turned back and twitched her feet, no matter how lightly she exerted her strength, a pair of thick socks were also taken off!
The back of the foot was smooth, and the ten toes were curled up in the frozen air, to be precise, in his palm. Jing Tingge was dumbfounded, but was led to go down again.

The soles of the feet touch the spring water first.

Then the hot current penetrated into the gap between the toes, spread over the instep, and finally wrapped her ankle and even half of her calf.

Really, very comfortable.

The dumbfounded expression was still on her face, and the expression of momentary satisfaction could not be controlled.Murong Xun saw that her pretty face was full of splendor and was very funny, before he let go of his hand, he scratched lightly on the sole of her foot.

In the hot water, the itchiness was particularly evident, Jing Tingge almost cried out, suppressed him forcefully, pinched him with his hands in despair.She was not willing to wear the material that was too thick and pinched her hands, so she saw the opportunity and thrust into his neck!

The neck was also tightly wrapped, but she was at a tricky angle, and with one blow, the flesh was finally pinched in half—it was warm and a bit tough, but it should be the softest part of his whole body.

Naturally, he took a ruthless hand.

The soft flesh was close to the throat, Jing Tingge didn't think carefully, and instantly made Murong Xun cough violently.

There was a sudden sound of wind in the snow in the distance, and then there was the sound of footsteps, and they all ran towards the water.Huo Qi arrived first, seeing the situation here, he immediately raised his hand to prevent the soldiers behind from coming forward.

Jing Tingge will stop, not daring to turn back; Murong Xun is still talking, waving his hand to signal Huo Qi to retreat.

"It's a promise not to pinch randomly! What about these people." Silence fell around, Murong Xun whispered.

This "good agreement" also happened at that unspeakable moment, he was so bullying that she couldn't bear it, so she could only pinch his back.

Jing Tingge was reminded of the scene at that time by this sentence, panting and moaning, she stopped immediately, turned her face away and ignored him.

Murong Xun took off his shoes and socks by himself, and entered the hot spring with his feet. The two sat side by side for a while, and at this moment, a screen of bright purple light descended over the rime.

The light curtain, because it is really like a curtain, floats from top to bottom, almost falling to the ground.

"Paper and pen, color." Shocked, Jing Tingge patted the person next to him without turning his eyes.

Murong Xun is tall and tall, with long hands and long feet. When he falls backwards, he takes three steps for his upper body, and then he stretches his arms for another four steps. He reaches the painting tools in no time, and he gets everything ready for work in two steps.

Jingting Singer moved his eyes and hands together, drawing quickly.

"Would you like to color it?" Murong Xun reached out for cinnabar and flower green, ready to adjust purple.

"Don't adjust it for now. Didn't you say that the divine light is infinitely changeable and changes in an instant? I will trace the shape, and you will mark the color for me. I will fill it in when I go back, or I don't need to fill it in."

Because it was the first time, Jing Tingge was so excited that he painted several pictures until Murong Xun was so hungry.

——It’s really no easier than approving memorials or practicing martial arts to rule the army. She moves extremely fast and has high demands on her cooperators. After a whole night, he didn’t enjoy the scenery, and he was sweating all over his body!
Back at the residence, both of them devoured their meals and washed up, Jing Tingge got into the den and began to organize the paintings.

The long night in the cold region is extremely deep, and the big house on the stone base has only small windows on both sides, which are also covered with fur curtains at this time.A solitary lamp flickers on the first floor, echoing it is the tent of Jing Tingge on the second floor.

Transparent, blurred figures and the movements of picking up and putting down the paper are reflected on the thick tent from time to time.

Huo Qi was still on duty night arrangement, and Xiuqian was serving Jing Tingge, and he had already returned to lie down in the first floor tent.

Only the sound of paper carefully rising and falling occasionally resounded in the dim silence.

Then a big hand passed through the thick curtain, and the breath was close to Jing Tingge before he realized it.

She stared and made a "shh" expression, and gestured to let him go out.

"I'm not messing with you. I can't sleep, so I came to see you do your homework." Murong Xun said angrily, very lightly, as if he was more cautious than her.

"Just look at it, don't make any more noise." Jing Tingge could only reply angrily, gouged him out, and continued to bury his head.

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