Southerners

Meng Huan helped people wipe away their tears, and sighed helplessly: "Okay, don't cry, shouldn't I be the one who should cry?"

Song Zhi blinked her eyes and asked, "Then are you crying?"

Now Meng Huan stopped asking, he said it was a bit embarrassing to cry, but he didn't cry... Finally he lowered his head, bit Song Zhi's lips, and said angrily, "Don't ask!"

While responding to Meng Huan's kiss, Song Zhi ran her hands down Meng Huan's shoulders and touched his chest, soft and ambiguous, with hints.

But Meng Huan grabbed his hand: "Don't make trouble, you are still injured."

Song Zhi raised her eyes in surprise, but she didn't expect Meng Huan to stop.

Meng Huan was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing Song Zhi's eyes, he felt that he couldn't hold back. He lowered his head and gnawed on his neck, and said in a low voice, "You'd better heal your injury quickly."

Song Zhi blushed immediately, and let out a low "oh".

He asked again: "Then today, aren't you going to accompany those beauties?"

"No." Meng Huan stroked the side of his face, "I'll accompany you."

Song Zhi thought, has he fallen to the point where he wants to compete with those beauties?

"What's wrong?" Seeing him in a daze, Meng Huan asked him.

Song Zhi shook her head: "It's nothing."

"Jealous?" Song Zhi was not honest, but Meng Huan saw it for himself.

Song Zhi: "No."

Meng Huan pulled his hand and kissed his fingers, and said in a low voice: "You don't like them, so I won't go to them in the future, I'll just accompany you, okay?"

Song Zhi looked up at him, but didn't speak.

Meng Huan said again: "As long as you are obedient, I only want you alone."

Reason made Song Zhi feel unbearable, but emotion made him accept it obediently. For a while, Song Zhi seemed to split into two people, and half of them were clamoring: Song Zhi, where is your shame?The other half has already dominated the body, making Song Zhi involuntarily acquiesce in Meng Huan's words, expressing that he will be good.

Because at some point, Song Zhi realized that her dependence on Meng Huan had reached the point where she couldn't control herself. He liked him, wanted to be with him, and hoped that he was just his own. Even though she knew it was just a wish, she kept it secretly. Unwillingly longing in the bottom of my heart.

So at this moment, Song Zhi buried her face in Meng Huan's chest, and gave a low "hmm".However, in the bottom of her heart, Song Zhi was not sure whether she could meet Meng Huan's request.

Meng Huan bent his lips, stroked Song Zhi's hair, and said, "Today in Chongyang, I'll take you to climb a mountain, okay?"

On Chongyang, it is natural to climb high.

"What mountain to climb?" Song Zhi asked.

"Xiangshan." Meng Huan said.

Xiangshan Mountain is located in the northwest suburb of Dadu. The main peak, Xianglu Peak, is commonly known as Ghost Sorrow. It is said that it got its name because the stalactites on the top of the mountain are shaped like incense burners.Xiangshan was first built in Jin, where the emperor of Jin built Da Yong'an Temple, also known as Ganlu Temple, and a palace next to the temple, named Tanshuiyuan.

Xiangshan has four distinct seasons. In spring, the mountain flowers are full of flowers, such as peach blossom, apricot blossom, magnolia, winter jasmine, forsythia, peony, etc., blooming sequentially.Summer is refreshing and pleasant, quiet and elegant.In late autumn, the red leaves are floating red, and in winter, they are covered with silver makeup.

At this time, it is late autumn, which is the best time to enjoy the red leaves in Xiangshan.

Meng Huan left as soon as he said he wanted to, because Song Zhi was injured and didn't ride a horse, so he ordered someone to prepare a carriage and horse, so he took him to Xiangshan.

The carriage came out of Taipingfang, drove westward along Heyimen Street, left Dadu from Heyimen Street, and then went north all the way to Xiangshan.

There are many tourists in Xiangshan Mountain, one is to climb to escape the disaster, and the other is to enjoy the red leaves.

The two got off the carriage at the foot of the mountain, then mixed with the crowd and walked towards the top of the mountain together.

Xiangshan is about 170 feet high, not too high, not too steep, and easy to climb. In late autumn, even when it is almost noon, the weather is not too hot. The cool autumn wind and the warm autumn day complement each other.

Maple leaves can be yellow, orange, or red, the yellow ones are like warm sun, and the red ones are like blood. On the one hand, they tremble and sway gently in the autumn wind, and on the other hand, they stretch their heads and arms under the autumn sun, lazily looking at the people passing by. pedestrian.

The golden sun and the red of the maple leaves blend together, making it hard to tell which one is more red. They are all big, bright and warm, and they are more magnificent than the soft spring flowers. It was as if the leaves had exhausted all their vitality to bloom once more before falling.

On the way, Meng Huan remembered that Song Zhi liked to eat lion candies, so he bought him a bag and ate them while walking.

But Song Zhi, in order to coax Meng Huan, ate the lion candy by herself, and at the same time, she reluctantly parted with the love and fed it to Meng Huan.

But Song Zhi didn't know that Meng Huan actually didn't like sweets.

After eating, Meng Huan felt that his mouth was so sweet that it was bitter, so he found a remote corner and kissed Song Zhi fiercely, and then he felt better.

Although Song Zhi also had the sweetness of lion candy in her mouth, that kind of sweetness was different from the sweetness of eating lion candy by herself.

There are many people in the upper reaches of Xiangshan, and there are people in even remote corners. Song Zhi felt that people were coming, so she quickly lowered her head, fed a piece of candy in her mouth, covered her red and swollen lips with her sleeve, and pretended to eat candy, but the tips of her ears were red. .

Although the touch of red is shallow, it is more beautiful than the red leaves that cover the mountains like flames and clouds.

However, at this time, Meng Huan suddenly stopped in his tracks and did not take Song Zhi away. Song Zhi looked up suspiciously, only to realize that the person who came was somewhat familiar.

"Dare to ask your Excellency?"

The visitor was wearing an old jacket that had been washed white, with a tired and sluggish expression, sunken eyes, and was so thin that he was out of shape. His waist was slender and tight, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind.He looked at Meng Huan, but did not answer Song Zhi's question.

Meng Huan narrowed his eyes vigilantly, pulled Song Zhi into his arms, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Why, are you going to arrest me and hand me over to the imperial court?" the man asked.

Hearing his words, Song Zhicai suddenly remembered that this person was the fugitive Hao Yan.

Shortly after Hao Zhen's death on March [-]th, Shizu ordered a thorough investigation of Hao Zhen and Ahema's crimes under the urging of many ministers in the court. Hao Yan knew about the incident and disappeared from there. When they found him, everyone thought he had already left Dadu, but they didn't expect that he was still here, and even came to Xiangshan to play.

Meng Huan smiled slightly: "Since you know, how dare you appear in front of me?"

After Chen Diaohua fled, he hasn't been caught yet. Meng Huan has been brooding over this matter all along, and he can't get angry with Song Zhi any more. Hao Yan happened to come to let him vent his anger.

Hao Yan said, "I came to catch up with you." He pointed at Song Zhi, "I also want to catch up with your little lover."

"Reminiscing about the past?" Meng Huan snorted coldly, "I don't think we have anything to talk about, and he has nothing to talk about with you."

Meng Huan glanced at Song Zhi, Hao Yan suddenly appeared, he should not be the only one, otherwise he would never have the guts to appear, after all ten Hao Yan is not enough for him to fight, he himself is fearless, but Song Zhi is here , I'm afraid it will be implicated.

Song Zhi seemed to know what Meng Huan was thinking, she tilted her head and whispered in his ear, "Master, don't worry about me."

Hao Yan smiled and said, "Why are you so nervous? Should I be nervous? If you yell, Hao Yan is here, and I will have to walk around today."

"So don't worry, I won't do anything to hurt you."

Meng Huan said calmly: "There is no need to talk nonsense, and there is no need to reminisce about the past. Let's just talk about it, what are you here for?"

The last time Song Zhi saw Hao Yan was on February [-]th when Meng Huan fell and injured her. Hao Yan helped the two of them into a sedan chair. At that time, Hao Yan was still a handsome noble son, but now she has fallen to this point.Song Zhi felt a little emotional because of this, and stood beside Meng Huan without saying a word.

Hao Yan didn't know what she was doing when she jumped out. These days, he kept his name hidden and hid in the metropolis. He never dared to show his face in front of his old friends for fear of being recognized.

Seeing Meng Huan in Xiangshan today was purely accidental.

Hao Yan didn't know how much of Hao Zhen's killing was due to Meng Huan's comparison, but no matter how much, Meng Huan was indeed involved. Their original relationship was not good. , the mood is a bit complicated.

He also found out that the scholar next to Meng Huan had such a relationship with him, so he followed him out of curiosity.

So Hao Yan waved her hand: "It's really fine, I'm just a little curious... In the past, compared to us playboys, you, Hazier, couldn't be called romantic, and you were surrounded by beautiful and boneless women. Why did you suddenly change your appetite? Men are also interested?"

Hao Yan was indeed very interested, only when Meng Huan suddenly changed his taste and tasted the taste of a man, his tone was really frivolous.

In this case, Song Zhi has heard too much, from the initial feeling of shame, until now, she has almost become numb.

Cleaners are self-cleaning.

As for Meng Huan's attitude towards him, he didn't want to think too much about it.

"What does it mean to be interested in a man?" Meng Huan narrowed his eyes slightly. Hao Yan's words made him very uncomfortable. He held Song Zhi in his arms in the posture of protecting a baby bird, and said softly, "I'm only interested in him."

Hao Yan was stunned for a moment, apparently very surprised by this answer, then he couldn't help laughing, and the louder he laughed, the tears almost came out of his laughter.

"No, Hazier, are you serious?"

Meng Huan frowned: "What does it have to do with you?"

Meaning, seriously.

Hao Yan seemed to have heard some happy news, and said with a smile: "Hazier, you have today too!"

"I wish you two today, life and death, you have to choose the same."

Leaving aside Song Zhi's identity as a Han, Song Zhi, a man, will never have any good results with Meng Huan.Hao Yan could see it, and they could see it themselves.

So for Hao Yan, this is indeed good news.

Meng Huan's face darkened: "You don't have to worry about my affairs, you should worry about yourself."

After Meng Huan finished speaking, he pulled out his saber from his waist, exerted strength with his wrist, and flew the knife towards Hao Yan. Hao Yan was startled, and hurriedly dodged. In the dirt beside.

Hao Yan exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Even if I told the truth, Hazier doesn't have to be so angry?"

He looked at Meng Huan's face with a smile, then looked at Song Zhi, and felt that he was in a good mood, so he stopped irritating Meng Huan, walked around the bushes, and soon disappeared.

Meng Huan did not pursue, gritted his teeth and picked up the saber, wiped it clean and put it into the sheath, pulling Song Zhi: "Let's go!" But he didn't pull it.

Meng Huan frowned and raised his eyes, looking at Song Zhi: "What's wrong?"

Hao Yan's words not only tortured Meng Huan, but also stabbed Song Zhixin bloody.

Life or death, you have to choose the same.Which couple would be willing to hear such a "blessing"?

But no matter how Song Zhi seized the day and night, no matter tomorrow, the fear and anxiety hidden in her heart always existed.

"Master," Song Zhi looked at him, her eyes reflected the red leaves on the top of Fragrant Mountain, and asked softly, "Do you have anyone else?"

The author has something to say:

Note: ⑴The Xiangshan in the Yuan Dynasty is different from the current landscape. Many of the landscapes we see now were built in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but not in the Yuan Dynasty. So except for the Ganlu Temple and the Tanshui Temple, I made up all of them.

⑵Baidu said that Xiangshan is 557 meters high, and one zhang in Yuan Dynasty is 3.12 meters, which is more than 178 zhang.

Just reconciled, but facing torture from the soul