Transmigrating to another world, starting as a mountain god

After a long while, the sword was sheathed, and Li Yuan stood silently in the wind and snow, savoring the vast desolation.

Shen Xuanxi also emerged from outside the bamboo forest once again.

"Young Master Li, in such wind and snow, how can you wear only a thin layer of clothing?"

Shen Xuanxi carried a thick cotton shawl as she walked through the ice and snow.

The red dress, though thick, was form-fitting and looked absolutely stunning.

She reached out and handed the cotton shawl to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

"Thank you."

He smiled slightly, his eyes clear.

When Shen Xuanxi saw Li Yuan put on the thick cotton cloak, her eyes trembled slightly, and she slowly bowed.

The two talked in the snow, gazing at the mountains and rivers, creating a rather picturesque scene.

After a long while, the heavy snow subsided somewhat, but the thick snow on the ground was already knee-deep.

Shen Xuanxi estimated the time, bid farewell to Li Yuan, and struggled through the snow to slowly walk out of the bamboo forest clearing.

Li Yuan stood there, watching her departing figure, tall and slender, as always, without seeing her off.

Watching that figure in a red dress stagger through the snow, Li Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly.

He blew a light breath, and his immortal power faintly emerged, transforming into a curtain of light that was hidden within the thick snow.

Shen Xuanxi walked forward through the snow, taking a step, but felt that the snow was not as deep as before.

With one step, the water barely reached above the ankle.

Even so, the biting wind still caused her red dress to flutter and her slender figure to sway.

It resembles a plum blossom standing tall and proud in the wind and snow.

The bamboo forest swayed slightly, and heavy snow fell down, about to hit Shen Xuanxi's head.

A little snow is harmless.

Li Yuan, who was standing in the clearing of the bamboo forest, subconsciously flicked his fingers slightly, letting the snow fall around Shen Xuanxi.

There appeared to be two sets of footprints on the path, one of which was partially covered by wind and snow, making it slightly blurred.

Li Yuan looked down and observed, and found that all the footprints were those of Shen Xuanxi alone.

'Did she see that I was thinly dressed and braving the wind and snow, and specially went to get me a cloak?'

Looking at that slender, bright red figure swaying slightly in the cold wind, he frowned and sighed inwardly.

"This bento is... to repay your kindness in giving me these clothes."

As Li Yuan spoke, he finally tied up Fu Shang and placed it on his back.

With each step, the snow seemed to fall on nothing, and I followed far behind.

The bamboo forest is dense, and the snow is three feet deep.

A figure in a bright red dress struggled through the snow, the cold wind hitting her face and her limbs feeling cold.

But deep down, I felt a slight sense of joy.

'Luckily, I brought some extra warm clothes today, otherwise... how could he withstand such wind and snow in his thin blue robe...'

'This young master Li is a kind person, but his habits are a bit eccentric...'

'O celestial beings of the mountains, forgive my greed, but I beseech you to bless Young Master Li with good health and prevent him from contracting a cold.'

Shen Xuanxi clasped her hands together, breathing out warm breath to warm her palms, and prayed in her heart.

Behind her stood Li Yuan, dressed in a long blue robe with a thick cotton cloak draped over his shoulders.

Hearing such a prayer, he paused slightly.

He stood silently for a moment, then slowly followed the bright red figure, sweeping away the cold wind and moving aside the falling snow.

Shen Xuanxi ahead felt the cold wind gradually stop, and her feet could feel solid ground beneath her feet.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She roused herself and walked out along the bamboo path.

Only after Shen Xuanxi successfully left the bamboo forest did Li Yuan stop at the edge of the forest, his gaze slightly complicated, as if he were confused.

A-Ling and several guards rushed forward and took Shen Xuanxi away.

No one could see Li Yuan standing at the edge of the bamboo forest.

The guards didn't ask any further questions about the cotton cloak that had been taken away and never brought back.

Once he sensed that Shen Xuanxi and the others had safely descended the mountain, Li Yuan turned around and slowly walked into the bamboo forest.

Each step was hesitant and slow, each step heavy and arduous.

A ripple seemed to stir within him, carrying an inexplicable emotion.

After a long while, Li Yuan stopped in the bamboo forest, raised his head slightly, reached out and caught a few falling snowflakes, his eyes calm.

"I am a deity, I should not have such ulterior motives."

He cut off those complicated thoughts from his mind, and his mind returned to a state of purity.

The wind and snow did not subside, and the harsh winter remained.

As the year draws to a close, everyone is celebrating.

However, in the luxurious and warm Shen Mansion, Shen Xuanxi was somewhat absent-minded while having a banquet with his family and relatives.

"Xuanxi, Xuanxi?"

A majestic and profound voice rang out.

Shen Xuanxi was slightly taken aback, then turned her head and smiled gently.

"Father, your daughter is here."

Shen Xiongge had a stern gaze and an upright expression.

"Although the end of the year is a time for family reunion, the factional struggles are now unpredictable and the Shen family is under great pressure."

"As the only direct descendant of the Shen family in this generation, although you are not yet married, you are already an adult in your early twenties."

"When Duoduo travels around the family, he makes many friends."

Shen Xuanxi's gaze was gentle, her eyes were lowered, and her expression was demure and obedient.

"Yes, daddy."

Shen Xiongge looked at the table full of dishes, but his heart was filled with sorrow.

"Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. You will come with me to pay New Year's respects to His Majesty."

"On the afternoon of the first day of the new year, you should take generous gifts and go to the palace to pay New Year's respects to the Empress Dowager."

"On the morning of the second day, on behalf of the Shen family, I visited each of the imperial nobles in the city."

"Then, I will go with my father to the Minister's residence! That old fox is the most cunning, I must go and sound him out!"

Shen Xiongge frowned deeply, even at the reunion table, he was still thinking about the Shen family's affairs.

Factional conflicts, though temporarily devoid of violence, can easily lead to the tragic end of an entire family if one loses.

He bears the weight of the entire Shen family on his shoulders, and now he is deeply embroiled in a vortex, daring not to relax in the slightest.

Shen Xuanxi took a small breath and parted her lips slightly.

"Your daughter understands, Father."

Shen Xiongge hummed in response, his expression remaining somber.

Madam Shen placed some food into her husband's bowl and said slowly to Shen Xuanxi:

"Xi'er, let's not go to the temple for the time being."

"After the year-end, everything becomes very busy."

"As the only direct descendant of the Shen family, you should step forward and manage some matters to make those guys understand that although the Shen family has no male heirs in this generation, it is still thriving."

"You were born with a gentle face, so you should keep a serious expression and not let others look down on you."

"When handling affairs, one should demonstrate the demeanor of the Shen family, be cautious in speech and action, and not give others an opportunity to take advantage of the situation and cause trouble."

Madam Shen was dignified and gentle in her voice as she gave her detailed instructions.

Shen Xuanxi slowly swallowed the food in her mouth before responding softly:

"Yes, Mother, I understand."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Xiongge continued:

"You should also visit some of the important officials in the court on behalf of the Shen family."

"Among those old guys, there are some who are blinded by lust."

"With your looks, if you proceed cautiously, it will be easy to extract useful information for the family from them."

"However, those old guys are all infamous, so be careful when you talk to them."

"Even if they are very hospitable, do not drink with them, and do not let them touch you."

"So that it won't get out and make the Shen family a laughingstock!"

Shen Xuanxi frowned slightly, her voice soft and gentle:

"..."

"Yes."

She glanced up at the stern-faced Shen Xiongge, but didn't hear him say anything more.

A pang of bitterness rose in Shen Xuanxi's heart.

I only care... will people laugh at the Shen family...?

What about the daughter's innocence?

Madam Shen shook her head slightly and offered her advice:

"Xi'er, don't overthink it."

"Your father is only concerned about the family's situation, not about your safety."

Shen Xiongge's gaze trembled slightly, shifting away as if he dared not look into his daughter's eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said:

"In times of life and death, it is only natural to sacrifice for the family."

Madam Shen sighed softly, rubbing her forehead.

Shen Xuanxi also lowered her head slightly, her slender body trembling slightly.

“Daughter… understands.”