Female martial arts fanatics only love to fight, while men fight for their lives.

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After a tiring journey, one always has a deep sleep. Xiao Zhengze had already drunk some tranquilizing soup, so he fell into a dream very quickly.

Dig up those past events that have never been forgotten one by one and savor them carefully.

That was a critical moment when the imperial sister was fighting for the throne. As a person who had protected the imperial sister from disasters since childhood, he was closely protected this time because of the imperial sister's love.

The late emperor had many children, and although they seemed harmonious on the surface, they were actually constantly fighting and competing with each other in private.

Their mother regarded the elder sister as her greatest hope for the throne, but neglected his safety too much. He was plotted against while still in his mother's womb, and his body was not healthy until he was born and grew up.

In the cruel harem, a sick and weak child was destined to be abandoned, but he had a good sister who pitied him and didn't want him to lose his life in the palace. At the most dangerous time, she took on the pressure and sent him to Yunwu Mountain to save his life.

But he was young and ignorant at that time, and he just thought that being thrown into the wilderness meant being abandoned by his relatives, and his heart was filled with resentment and despair.

Yunwu Mountain is just as its name suggests, with lush vegetation on the mountain and clouds and mist all year round, making it impossible to see the road ahead.

The people who served him were refused to accompany him, and the owner of the mountain only allowed him to climb the mountain alone.

The countless steps disappeared in the mist and bamboo forest, and in the gloomy weather, it was like a nightmare from which one could not wake up.

A wild beast might emerge from the fog at any time, with tiny water droplets on its fur, and open its bloody mouth towards him.

Although he was frail and had been the target of assassination several times in the palace, he was still a precious prince of the royal family. He was always accompanied by servants and rode in a sedan chair when he went out.

Letting him climb the mountain alone would be like asking for his life.

"I won't go! My sister thinks I'm a burden and wants to poison me with a bowl of medicine! Why should I be buried alone in the wilderness?" He said without thinking and acted like a spoiled child surrounded by servants, cursing at the guards who were sent to him by the sister's order.

"You bunch of dogs must have made a mistake! Whose people are you? Madam Xin Yun? Or the line of Prince Zheng?!"

Only his crying voice echoed in the silent misty mountain. No matter what the servants thought in their hearts, they defended him with their mouths.

"Yes, yes... The master is not in good health, how can he come to such a hellish place..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ruthless guard glared at him and said, "Your Highness's orders are not to be questioned! I am loyal to you, and letting you follow me is the biggest concession I have made."

After saying that, he turned to Xiao Zhengze, whose eyes were red, and said in a gentle but firm voice, "Your Highness, it's time for you to go up."

Seeing that he couldn't change her mind, Xiao Zhengze confirmed again, "Is it the idea of ​​the royal sister... and mother?"

The guard nodded. "His Highness told you to follow the stairs of Yunwu Mountain all the way up. Don't be afraid. There are people up there to meet you and protect you."

Xiao Zhengze, who had seen the hearts of people in the palace, didn't believe it at all. He only knew that he had been abandoned.

In his mother's eyes, he would be a burden to his sister if he were alive, but she didn't want him to die in the palace and cause trouble, so she had to use this excuse to let him die quietly outside the palace.

"Okay," Xiao Zhengze forced the tears in his eyes not to fall, raised his pointed chin, and said proudly, "I understand, go up, right? I'll go!"

He threw away the hands of the servants who were supporting his body, and strode up the stairs in his fox fur brocade robe.

The servants were carrying luggage and trying to catch up, shouting, "Your Highness! Clothes, clothes!"

"There are also incense sticks with carved flowers! Your Highness! Your favorite black jade belt! ..."

Xiao Zhengze stood on the stairs with empty hands and yelled down, "Get out! Get out!"

The guards stopped the servants who were about to follow, and when they saw that Xiao Zhengze really didn't take anything, they couldn't help but say, "Your Highness! You should take some..."

Xiao Zhengze lifted his clothes and walked up a few steps. Hearing this, he refused to look back and said loudly,

"My sister asked me to go up the mountain, so I will! You can go back and tell her that my brother has fulfilled her wish! I hope she gets what she wants and reaches the top of the mountain soon!"

He quickened his pace, panting as he climbed up, shaking off the cries of the servants behind him.

With an inexplicable breath in his chest, he just looked up at the foggy road ahead and climbed up step by step.

My breathing became heavier and heavier, and the water vapor entered my lungs, slowly becoming colder and colder. My body was covered with tiny drops of water until my feet and legs were sore and weak. There was silence all around me.

But the road ahead seemed endless, so he began to breathe like a broken gong and looked around with his knees supported.

The guards and servants had long since disappeared, and the mountain was silent, with only the occasional dripping sound of water drops condensed from the clouds and mist.

Suddenly, the bamboo forest around him shook. Xiao Zhengze's heart began to beat wildly. He looked towards the source of the sound without blinking.

He just thought that a man-eating tiger or wolf would appear and take away his miserable life.

Unexpectedly, a black shadow flapped its wings and landed close to him. It looked at him a few times with its small eyes, as if afraid, and flapped its wings again but did not fly up again.

A bird with wet feathers.

Xiao Zhengze smiled silently, pulling his fox fur robe tighter. He no longer minded the lack of soft stools and hot tea, only the wet bamboo leaves on the steps.

He was so tired that he just sat down on the spot, facing the same path he had taken, and cleared his mind.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, he just knew he was exhausted physically and mentally. He had never been so alone in his life of just over ten years.

With nothing left, he felt like a lonely ghost, and that he would die in this deep forest sooner or later.

His tender skin and flesh were eaten by tigers and wolves, his limbs and internal organs were dragged to pieces everywhere, and no one would know where his body was even after hundreds or thousands of years.

No one will remember that there was once a prince of the royal family named Xiao Zhengze.

He died alone in the dense forest and no one knew about it, while his royal sister wore a yellow robe and sat on the supreme throne.

As he thought about it, he couldn't bear it any longer. Since no one saw him, he simply gave up and curled up into a ball, crying.

The mist soaked his hair and fox fur, and his tears wet his face, which were then wiped away by the sleeves of his brocade robe.

The whole person looked like a puppy that had fallen into the water, trembling slightly pitifully.

He heard more fluttering sounds falling beside him, but who cared about those birds?

At least they still have wings and are free, but where should he go?

But this time it was not a bird. He saw a pair of blue-black cloth shoes out of the corner of his eye. There seemed to be a stove beside him, and hot air flowed through the air onto his skin.

He raised his tearful eyes, and saw a steaming girl appear in front of him without him noticing──

She was wearing a simple coarse cloth dress that even exposed her collarbone. Her hair was braided into a long braid that swayed in front of her chest.

There were the same water drops on her hair as on his body, but her head was still steaming...

Fair skin, eyes as bright as stars with a friendly smile,

Her face was still flushed as if she had just worked out, and it was hard to tell whether the wetness on her cheeks and hair was sweat or mist.

The cuffs were rolled up to reveal the entire upper arm, without any accessories, but even the fingertips had a healthy red color, which made him envious.

She propped herself up on her knees, tilted her head, bent down with a smile, looked at him and asked like coaxing a child, "Whose poor little thing is this? Why are you sitting here crying? Are you lost, kid?"

Xiao Zhengze had never encountered such a scene in his life. He was stunned for a moment, hiccuped and was unable to speak.