The smell of gunpowder spread, Zhou Zhan inhaled catkins and kept sneezing. He lowered the car curtain and said through the curtain: "Fifth brother, please forgive me."
Zhou Yu looked at the flickering car curtains with gloomy eyes and rode forward.
The sound of horse hoofbeats faded away, and Zhou Zhan stopped sneezing and looked at her with a straight face.
Shen Moran said innocently: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Zhan's breathing was steady and his emotions could not be seen.
"You know he is a villain, why do you want to argue with him? If he points his finger at you, it will be easy to hide and hard to defend against."
Shen Moran was taught a lesson and reflected that she was a little complacent. However, seeing Zhou Yu deflated made her happy and she couldn't help but want to poke fun at him.
"Then I'll pay attention in the future. However, judging from his reaction, I'm afraid he hasn't given up on coveting his cousin. When the time comes, you can send more people to secretly escort my cousin."
Zhou Zhan raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know I'm secretly raising someone?"
Shen Moran's eyes were so beautiful when she smiled.
"Your Highness just said it himself..."
Zhou Zhan took a deep breath, this princess was really cunning and weird, and he got her way without paying attention.
The road becomes narrower and narrower as we go, and the road between the two mountains gradually becomes surrounded by green mountains. At the end of the road is Jingshan Temple.
The more than 1,930 steps of the Sincerity Staircase in front of Jingshan Temple are extremely steep and require walking to climb up. Two teams of people stopped in front of the mountain gate.
Because he was praying for Emperor Yao, Zhou Zhan refused to go up the mountain in a sedan chair and walked up the stairs step by step. After walking twenty or thirty steps, he was out of breath from exhaustion.
Yinyue made a move to carry him up.
"No, I'll rest for a while and then go up."
Zhou Yu also stopped and waited for Shen Mingshu, recalling the last time the two of them went up the mountain together. At that time, Zhou Zhan could not even walk steadily, and the sedan he was sitting on could now climb dozens of steps.
"I'm hurting fifth brother. Fifth brother doesn't have to wait for me."
Zhou Yu looked at Shen Mingshu, who was also out of breath, and said, "It's okay, Mingshu walks slowly, let's go together."
"Your Highness..."
Shen Mingshu felt warm in her heart and looked at him affectionately. If she remembered correctly, at this time last year, her husband was still confiding in Shen Moran. Although she has become Princess Zhan now, she is not sure about Zhou Moran. Does Yu still miss her?
Zhou Yu's eyes twitched almost invisibly, but without giving her a response, he turned around and continued walking forward.
"Your Highness, please wait for me!"
As soon as Shen Mingshu took a breath, she hurriedly caught up.
Zhou Zhan and Shen Moran looked at each other and did not leave in a hurry. They waited until they had rested enough before continuing to walk up.
After walking and stopping along the way and climbing more than 1,900 steps for two hours, Zhou Yu had already settled in, played around in the temple, and went to the back mountain.
Shen Mingshu could no longer walk and was resting in the meditation room.
When he came back from the back mountain, Zhou Zhan and his party just reached the top.
Zhou Zhan was supported by two guards. His chest was heaving violently and he was out of breath. He looked like he was about to die.
"Your Highness, we are here!"
While giving him some relief, Shen Moran took a water bag, poured a small glass of water, and brought it to his mouth.
After a period of chaos, Zhou Zhan finally regained his composure. Zhou Yu was a little disappointed, adjusted his expression, stepped forward and said with concern: "The meditation room is ready, help the seventh brother to rest in the meditation room!"
Shen Moran looked like she was about to cry, her eyes were red and she responded, Yin Yue squatted down and ran quickly with Zhou Zhan on her back.
Zhou Yu followed them expressionlessly, looked up at the plaque of Jingshan Temple, took a deep breath and stepped across the threshold.
Bing Yangzi's acting skills were good. The abbot of Jingshan Temple personally came to check his pulse, but he declined politely. He leaned on the bed with a pale face but spoke unambiguously. As soon as he fooled the abbot away, Zhou Yu stepped in again through the threshold.
"Is the seventh brother okay? The master in charge of Jingshan Temple has good medical skills. The seventh brother..."
Zhou Zhan coughed a few times, held his hand, and said weakly: "Don't worry, I won't die yet... Ahem! Our trip this time is to pray for our father. If we can exchange for his health, we will sacrifice our lives." Killed my life..."
Seeing that he was coughing too much, Zhou Yu interrupted: "Then seventh brother, let's take a good rest and make sure to take good care of ourselves."
Zhou Yu put his other hand on the back of his hand. On the surface, they looked like brothers and sisters, but in fact, Zhou Yu wished that Zhou Zhan would die of illness quickly, so that it would be easier for him to act.
Shen Moran said happily: "I send you to His Highness King Yu."
Zhou Yu let go of his hand, nodded to Shen Moran, turned around and went out.
Shen Moran walked to the door, closed the door, returned, and stood in front of the bed.
"He's gone, let's get up and drink a glass of water."
The meridians are retrograde, pretending to be sick in this way will have an impact on the body!
Zhou Zhan sat cross-legged on the bed and adjusted himself for a long time. When he opened his eyes again, he was no different from usual.
Shen Moran asked curiously: "Who taught you Kung Fu?"
The Protector had gone to the northwest when he was a child. He was in the palace at that time, so how could he have the opportunity to learn martial arts!
There are Changying and Jiuer guarding outside, and there is a hidden moon on the roof. When you open the window, there is a steep cliff behind you, so there is no possibility of anyone eavesdropping.
"My inner strength was initiated by my mother and concubine. Later, my uncle found a master to teach me. At first, I pretended to be sick to survive in the palace, and later it was to cover up my martial arts practice at night."
Looking out from the window, the peach blossoms in the back mountain were in full bloom. Shen Moran stood by the window and was fascinated until a pair of big hands were wrapped around her waist.
"Would you like to go over and see the peach blossoms?"
Shen Moran glanced under the window and looked at his side face suspiciously. The cliff was steep. How to get over?
Zhou Zhan's lips curled up, he held her waist, jumped up, and jumped out of the window. Shen Moran hugged him tightly with both hands. Although she was scared, she did not close her eyes.
The two of them landed firmly. Shen Moran glanced back, stroking his chest and excitedly said: "Your kung fu is so great! I wonder how it compares to A Luo!"
Zhou Zhan's newfound pride was brought back to its original state by her.
As if angry, he pointed his toes on the branches and led her through the sea of flowers on the branches.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Shen Moran's fear at the beginning turned into excitement, and she reached out to catch the petals that had been blown down by the wind. Deep in the peach forest, inaccessible, there were a few unknown wild flowers blooming on the pink grass.
It's like a fairyland.
When he landed on the ground, his feet were soft and he couldn't use any force. Shen Moran's body fell forward due to inertia.
The fall on the grass didn't hurt, but Zhou Zhan was disgusted and deliberately refused to help her. Shen Moran suddenly turned around and stretched out her arms and legs to wrap around him in retaliation. He was unprepared and the two of them fell to the ground one after the other.
With a muffled groan, Shen Moran was hit so hard that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Zhou Zhan snorted.
The man above is still laughing!
Shen Moran was annoyed, pushed him away, grabbed a handful of flower mud and threw it at him.
Zhou Zhan covered it with his sleeves, and Shen Moran became playful and grabbed another handful. Zhou Zhan was chased by her, and the two of them were playing among the flowers.
There were no other sounds except the chirping of birds. There was no need to pretend to be sick or to be virtuous and generous. In such a fairyland, it was rare for the two of them to relax until Shen Moran tripped over a tree root and exclaimed as she walked down the short slope. Get out.
"Aran!"
Zhou Zhan ran over and looked down. The slope was not high. Shen Moran got up dizzy. The ground was soft. She was not injured, but...
"Your Highness, come here quickly!"
There was a trace of nervousness in the female voice. Zhou Zhan thought she was afraid and hurriedly jumped off the short slope.
"What's wrong? Is your foot sprained?"
Shen Moran pointed to the stone niche halfway up the slope. The stone niche was not big, only half a person tall, and there was a person sitting on it.
Zhou Zhan stepped forward to check, and found that the man had his eyes closed, his skin was slightly darker than ordinary people, his short hair was scattered on his shoulders, his beard was unkempt, and his clothes were eroded by wind and rain and were somewhat tattered.