The widowed sister-in-law is embarrassed, she criticizes the villain like he only wants to be a love

Heavy snow blocked the road outside the cave, and it was dark and cold inside the cave.

Most of Yan Shu and Jiang Ci's luggage were in the carriage. After the carriage fell off the cliff, the only thing left on them was their cotton coats.

Everyone lived together, and Yan Shu couldn't take out the quilt from the space to keep warm. He secretly took out a heat pad and applied it to his lower abdomen. However, this little bit of heat could not keep out much of the cold in the cave where the temperature was ten degrees below zero. He was so sleepy in the middle of the night that he fell asleep in a daze leaning against the cold stone wall.

While sleeping, Yan Shu vaguely felt a sudden warmth coming from his body, and the cold stone wall seemed to become soft.

She couldn't help but move closer to where the warmth came from, changed into a comfortable position and continued to sleep peacefully.

"Master, if you don't mind, please put on my cloak first." Ying Si handed over his cloak.

Jiang Ci stared at the sleeping woman in his arms with his deep phoenix eyes without blinking, and said softly: "No need, don't wake her up."

Ying Si glanced at Yan Shu. His master took off his only cloak and covered Miss Yan with it, and continuously transferred his internal energy to her. He himself was only wearing a thin gown. Although his master had strong internal energy, he could not stand being cold all night.

Alas, the master has fallen into the hands of Miss Yan in this life. Even after losing his memory, he still remembers to be good to her.

next day

Yan Shu felt warm and a little dazed, thinking he was at home in Xinyang Prefecture.

I wanted to stretch, but my hands touched something flat and hard...

The touch didn't feel right. Yan Shu closed his eyes and touched it again until a low cough came from above his head. Yan Shu sat up instantly as if he had been electrocuted, staring at Jiang Ci in astonishment with a pair of misty eyes.

"Why am I in your arms?"

Could it be that she took the initiative to throw herself into my arms after falling asleep last night?

Jiang Ci rubbed his stiff arm and said, "Maybe it was too cold in the cave, so you leaned over after you fell asleep."

Yan Shu:......

She looked down at the silver fox cloak on herself, and then at Jiang Ci's slightly thin black brocade clothes. Not only did she sleep in Jiang Ci's arms last night, but she was also covered with his only cloak. Does this mean that he managed to survive the cold last night?

Yan Shu hurriedly took off his cloak and handed it back to Jiang Ci: "You just recovered from your cold not long ago. You can't get sick again in this situation."

At this time, Shadow 4 and Shadow 7 walked in together from outside.

"Master, I just went outside to check. The mountain road a hundred meters ahead is blocked by collapsed snow. There are currently no more avalanches on the mountain wall above."

Jiang Ci said: "Clear a path, we need to leave this place as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Before going up the mountain, Jiang Ci asked Ying Qi to prepare a few more shovels in the town, which came in handy at this time. After more than 30 people cleared the more than 100-meter mountain road for two hours, they finally cleared a passage near noon. Everyone took out all the luggage from the cave and quickly passed through this dangerous area.

Walking is much slower than riding a horse. For the next few days, they kept traveling through the mountains. When they were hungry, they hunted, made fires and roasted meat. When they were thirsty, they put snow into bamboo tubes and melted it to drink. One night after they set up camp, they encountered a pack of wolves. The shadow guards killed the leader directly, and the remaining dozens of wolves saw their leader being killed and fled in panic with their tails between their legs. So they ate wolf meat that night.

Wolf meat is relatively tough, so Yan Shu personally prepared some sauce and marinated it for an hour before grilling it over the fire. It tasted much better than the shadow guards who just sprinkled some salt on it.

Jiang Ci originally estimated that they could get out of the mountains in five days, but because all the horses were lost, they ended up walking in the mountains for a full eight days and finally arrived in Nanyang on the evening of the eleventh day.

After resting for a night in a nearby town, everyone washed up, bought horses and a carriage at the town's horse market the next day, and continued on their journey without stopping.

Too much time was wasted on the mountain, so after the group got on the official road, Jiang Ci ordered his men to speed up their journey. They then changed to water transportation and after two days they finally arrived at the foot of Mount Taihua.

at the same time

Located in the bamboo forest at the back of Jialanyuan in Taihua Mountain, there is a small fenced courtyard. Inside the simple thatched bamboo house, an old man in shabby smoky grey monk's robes sits cross-legged on a simple bamboo couch. The old monk has a beautiful snow-white beard, kind eyes, a gentle complexion, bright and wise eyes, and his whole body temperament reveals a pure and untainted appearance.

Next to him was a small square table also made of bamboo, and opposite him sat a handsome young man wearing a black brocade robe.

"You seem to have something on your mind when you come to the mountain this time."

The man opposite picked up the teapot on the stove and poured a cup of tea for the old man himself.

"This is Wushan Snow Tea, which is grown in abundance in Wushan, Nanyang. Please try it."

The old man was in no hurry to ask. He calmly picked up the teacup and blew on it gently for a moment. After the tea was warm enough to drink, he took a sip.

Qingming's eyes lit up slightly, and he praised: "It is indeed a good tea."

The young man sitting opposite said, "Recently, I have been troubled by a strange dream, and I have no answer to it, so I came here to ask Master for help."

"Oh? Can you tell me your dream?"

The man was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "In the past month, I often dreamed of the same person. In my dreams, we experienced many things and loved each other. When I learned that he wanted to seek revenge for his family, I tried my best to help him, but in the end I was surrounded by the enemy on the battlefield. He led his troops to break through and rescue me, and in the end we both died in front of a cliff."

The old monk hesitated for a moment and asked: "Do you know the person in the dream?"

"We have met each other a few times, and I do have some admiration for him, but we have never experienced what happened in the dream. Yet, everything in the dream was so real, as if it was something we had experienced in our previous lives."

The old monk's gaze fell on a bamboo forest outside the fence garden. He pondered for a long time before saying calmly, "All things are born and are predestined."

Xiao Yan carefully pondered the eight words Master Hongyi said in his mind.

"Master, do you mean that he and I still have a connection?"

Master Hongyi smiled and said, "We have a distinguished guest. Please go down the mountain to greet him for me."

Xiao Yan looked at the old monk with a puzzled look. He and Master Hongyi met in the capital. At that time, the old emperor was seriously ill and the King of Qi rebelled. He took advantage of the riot in the capital to escape back to Nanyang. When he was chased by the guards in the camp and was brought to a dilapidated temple, several of his men died while protecting him. When he was about to be taken away by the guards, a white-bearded monk suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the dilapidated temple and rescued him. It was his fate that was not to end, and thus he became connected with Master Hongyi.

Although the two had a good relationship, he was not a monk of the Jialan Temple after all. Given Master Hongyi's personality, he would definitely not let an outsider go down the mountain to welcome the distinguished guest.

Although he was very curious, Xiao Yan did not ask too many questions. Having known each other for three years, he had some understanding of Master Hongyi. There must be another reason why the old man asked him to go down the mountain to welcome guests.

"Okay, I'll go right away!"