Chapter 14 Snowy day and night

"Well--"

A murmuring voice sounded in the mountain temple.

The young prince could not open his sleepy eyes.

In a daze, I just felt warm all over my body, but the place where I lay was a little hard, and my whole body ached with an indescribable discomfort.

In my mind, I vaguely remember the scene that just happened:

In this blizzard, he followed Lu Chenran's footsteps all the way forward. At first, he could vaguely see his shawl hunting in the cold wind. Later, the rolling snow blurred his sight. Inadvertently, he fell Fell into the snow crust.

The young prince who grew up in Shangjing is no stranger to snow, but in his impression, snow should be delicate and weak, just like a lady from the south of the Yangtze River who is as weak as water.

However, the increasingly severe snowfall in the north changed his impression of snow. The sound of the rustling wind filled his ears. He did not sound like a young lady, but like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes of life. The snow blowing on his unmasked face was like a blunt knife cutting flesh. General, raw pain.

He admitted that he had underestimated the snow in the north, and he should not have followed the footsteps of the fox fur master without any preparation.

When he climbed up from the snow shell, Lu Chenran's figure had disappeared into the windy and snowy night.
  Later, he met the mountain tree charm who transformed into Lu Chenran. In a few words, his eyes were charmed by it. When he realized it, his body had fallen into a deep sleep.

Later, in his soul, he could clearly see the tree charm transformed into himself, walking into the mountain temple, sitting next to Brother Lu, talking and laughing.

At that moment, the young prince's heart had sunk to the bottom of the valley. When he heard that Song Mei suggested that Brother Lu should follow him up the mountain to dig for rare treasures, the young prince's heart felt like falling ice.

At this moment, there is only one thought in my mind.

--Oops!
  "Brother Lu, you must not follow that Song Mei."

If Brother Lu agreed, he would probably end up in the same fate as himself. He only wished that he could not warn him.

just,

next moment,
  His breath caught:
  The snowy moon in the sky, not yet full, was shaken by the scattered starlight, and instantly spread across the sky, lingering on the body of the young man in fox fur, and then the light of fireflies bloomed, like a ray of rays, shining on this The drunken night dispelled the lingering haze.

In the dark temple, the young man in fox fur is holding a torch, his sharp eyes are clear in black and white, looking up to the sky and the earth, and the aura of awe fills the entire temple.

The cold wind howls, the long hair is flying, like a fairy or a ghost, everything is like a silent picture.

In the courtyard, outside the dry well.

It's a blazing fire.

"Then Song Mei burned out just like that?"

This is the last picture in the young prince's mind.

inside the temple.

Lu Chenran stretched out his hand and untied the young prince's collar.

The thin shirt was soaked with snow water, and her body was cold and wet.

His hot breath blew on Li Zijun's face, and her ears and temples rubbed together. The young prince's body softened a little, and a blush rose from her ears.
  "You can't tell, but the young prince's chest muscles are quite big."

"."

Lu Chenran said to himself.

Just when he was about to untie the extremely tight belt on his waist, the soft breath from the snow fox flowed into the heart of the little prince along the seven orifices, and then the little prince was hit hard. sneeze:

"Ahhh-"

Li Zijun woke up, his eyes looking at the man lying on top of him.

Four eyes facing each other.

Lu Chenran's hand was placed on her chest at an inappropriate time.

"Brother Li, Mr. Lu is just"

He wanted to explain that although they were all men, such behavior was still offensive. What's more, the man in front of him was really handsome, and he didn't want the young prince to think that he had a habit of cutting off his sleeves.

Li Zijun's eyes looked at the bucket placed on the bonfire, then turned his head and said calmly: "Brother Lu, there is no need to explain, I know everything."

"Thank you Brother Lu for saving your life."

"."

There was silence in the temple for a while.

Li Zijun let Lu Chenran put his hand on his chest, feeling the heat coming from his palm, and he didn't know what it felt like.

"Well, Brother Lu, can you move your hand away? I'm a little frustrated."

Brother Lu is a strange person and an expert.

She didn't have the slightest doubt about the character of the person in front of her. How could a person who could stand firm and unmoved in the haze of evil spirits and remain calm in the face of danger not be a gentleman?
  This experience in the north has completely made this young prince from Shangjing want to win over this young man in fox fur who came down from the mountain.

Lu Chenran smiled casually and realized that his behavior was somewhat inappropriate. He stood up and said softly:

"Brother Li, I'm afraid your body is going to lose its temperature."

"."

Li Zijun sat up straight, then held his ankles with his hands that were purple from the cold, and took off his boots.

The snow-white socks have been soaked by the snow water, and the jade-like skin is semi-transparent, with a few crystal water droplets condensed on it.

Her long hair was spread loosely, sticking to her cheeks along with the snow, and her cattail-like eyelashes were lightly blinked with a little bit of frost.

Then, she raised her head and looked at Lu Chenran, with a slight embarrassment between her brows, and pursed her lips:

"Brother Lu's life-saving grace will never be forgotten by Zijun."

"It's just - I wonder if Brother Lu can avoid it. I really don't like bathing naked in front of others, so I hope Brother Lu can forgive me."

"."

Lu Chenran was stunned for a moment, then turned around silently.

This reminded him of the university dormitory in Blue Star. Northerners always bathed in large bathhouses, but most southerners were shy and liked to bathe alone.
  But the mountain temple only had one room. After thinking about it, he sat with his back next to the clay sculpture, coughed lightly and said:

"Well I don't look at it."

"okay."

From the other end of the clay sculpture, the voice of the young prince came.

细细簌簌——

Li Zijun struggled to take off his clothes one by one, and the bands of bandages slowly fell from his chest to his ankles. She held the piece of jade on her chest tightly and used all her strength to walk towards the bucket. The warm water stretched out and stepped into it.

slam-la-

The scorching temperature warmed her stiff body. Li Zijun sat silently in the water, feeling a slight warmth on her body.

The snow outside the window was still falling, and soon it accumulated a thick layer.

In his opinion, Brother Lu was very upright and did not do anything ungentlemanly. She slowly closed her eyes.

The majestic figure of Ruosong and the burning breath lingering in his ears vaguely echoed in his mind.
  It snows day and night, and the blizzard is like a waterfall.

She shook her head vigorously. In this confusion, the vague figure that had just risen slowly dissipated. Li Zijun had a more determined will in his heart than anyone else.

Compared with the fate he has been carrying since he was a child, what is that young man in fox fur whom he only met on the road for a few days?

Make good friends, lay the foundation for the future, and just become close friends.

After she clearly understood the position of this fox-fur boy in her heart, her tense heart couldn't help but relax a little. She breathed a long sigh of relief and silently said in her heart:
  "Li Zijun is a man, and he is more of a husband than a man."

A gentleman is like jade.

(End of this chapter)

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