Author: Feng Chuxiao

The way down the mountain is more difficult than the way up. Every step will slip, and a few careless steps will lead to a somersault.

When he reached the end, Lu Shege simply threw away the tree stick in his hand, took off his fox white fur, threw himself on the ground, and sat up.

"Brother Xiaohu, come and try to push me."

Sitting on the fox fur and sliding down the mountain, only Lu Sheige could think of it.

There is less snow on the mountain road on the back side of the mountain than on the south side, and because of the shade, a thin layer of ice has frozen in the snow.

If you sit on it, you can indeed slide down, but it is not easy to slide down smoothly.

The two tried many ways, but to no avail. Either they didn't slide far enough, or they accidentally sank into a place with deep snow.

In the end, Lu Xiangge came up with a way and asked a guard to take the oilcloth used to set up the tent and break off a wide pine branch.

The pine branch was placed on the snow, like an oversized broom. Chen Xiaohu carefully tied the oilcloth to the pine branch and turned it over. The oilcloth was facing down, and the other side of the oilcloth was lifted from the head of the pine branch. The person sitting on the pine branch

Pull with hands.

When sliding down like this, the smooth oilcloth rolled up in front will prevent snow from getting between the pine branches and the oilcloth, increasing resistance.

Chen Xiaohu didn't dare to let Lu Xiuge slide on the first pine branch, so he asked a guard to try it first.

Unexpectedly, this time it actually happened. The guard sat on the pine branch and pulled the oilcloth brought from the front with his hands. Several guards were helping and pushed it down, and the guard who was trying to sit down swung down.

Slide down the mountain.

With the first one comes the second one. The finished pine branch skateboard has been used for three times. All three went smoothly, sliding down the mountain smoothly following the traces left by the people in front.

A total of five pieces of cloth were removed from the tent. Lu Sheige put on the fox fur and sat on the pine branch.

She was a little excited and a little nervous. When Chen Xiaohu pushed hard from the side, the pine branches really slid down the mountain like riding the wind and waves.

The white fox fur and Lu Shege's black hair flew together, as if they were about to fly into the sky together.

The fifth piece of oilcloth was reserved for Chen Xiaohu. The guards had already tied up the oilcloth with help. They just waited for Chen Xiaohu to sit on it and push it down.

Chen Xiaohu was not in a hurry to sit down. Instead, he stood at the top of the mountain and watched for a while, watching Lu Sheige leave a long trail of snow on the snow.

The woman who had been an emperor for more than ten years was screaming like a child and rushing down the hillside.

There are no trees on this hillside, only some low bushes also covered with snow.

When Chen Xiaohu saw Lu Sheige nimbly bypassing a tree and avoiding a small snowdrift, slowly disappearing from sight, he sighed slightly and got on his pine branch skateboard.

Just like the Empress Dowager said, Xiang Ge is an eagle soaring in the sky. She has been trapped in this palace for more than ten years. It is time for her to go out and have a look.

This child deserves everyone but himself.

Seeing Lu Sheige's retreating figure, Chen Xiaohu clenched his fists and then unclenched them.

He can't clip her wings just because she is an eagle, he should protect her and watch her fly higher and farther.

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The closer to the seaside, the stronger the wind.

Maybe it was the cold, or maybe he was choked by the wind from rushing down the mountain, but Lu Sheige couldn't stop coughing after coming down the mountain.

Chen Xiaohu glanced at the woman who was coughing and bent over. He hesitated for a long time before walking over and handing her a bottle of warm water.

This water was left over from making tea on the mountainside. Chen Xiaohu put it in a silver can along the way and carried it in his arms. It was still a little warm.

After drinking water, the cough subsided a little.

Lu Sheige stroked his chest: "I screamed too loudly when I was going down the mountain. I might have choked on the wind."

"I'll carry you."

Chen Xiaohu took the kettle and handed it to the guard on the side. He squatted down with his back to Lu Xiange and said, "Come on, come up. Brother will carry you."

"Need not."

Lu Sheige hurriedly patted Chen Xiaohu's back, "Get up, I'm already so old and I'm not a child."

When she was young, she would let her brothers carry her on her back, but when they grew up, no matter how close the siblings were, they would just sit together and talk. What's more, Brother Xiaohu was just her cousin in the clan, not her biological brother.

Chen Xiaohu turned around and said, "Even if you grow up, you are still my sister. Let me carry you once."

His eyes were clear and pure, and his faint smile dissipated the sharpness between his eyebrows and made them gentle and calm.

It seems like the time when they were young is still in front of them, but they are no longer what they were before.

Lu Sheige finally raised the corners of his mouth and responded: "Okay."

The man's broad back is like a big mountain. Lying down on it and being carried on his back, it feels like you have returned to your childhood.

"Brother Xiao Hu, if you go back to Dongyang County, remember to burn some more paper money for me, my father, my mother, and my eldest and second brothers. I heard that the more paper money you burn in the earthly world, the richer they will be in the underworld. My parents are in the earthly world.

They are living a pretty good life, but we cannot let them go to the underworld and live a life not as good as others."

"Hey, I get it."

"Brother Xiaohu, I know the emperor's temperament. He is soft-hearted and kind. As long as you do your job well and have no second thoughts, the emperor will definitely use you.

"Um."

"Brother Xiaohu, when you return to Beijing, find a wife and have more children."

"Xi Ge..."

"Brother Xiaohu, I remember that when you were a child, my aunt said that I was going to find you a fair wife. My aunt said that you were evil and you had to find a fair wife to give birth to a fair and chubby grandson. Don't forget that."

"I...didn't forget."

Her mother has always said this, saying that the son he raised is not white because his father is black. When his son marries a wife in the future, he must find a white woman, and he cannot let his grandchildren continue to be black.

My mother said she disliked my father, but when my father's family was very poor, my mother never mentioned it.

My father was in danger in the mountains and broke one of his arms. My mother only cried in distress without saying a word of reproach.

What he wants is not a fair wife who can give birth to a fair and fat son.

What he wants is the person he wants to marry, the person he has held in his heart for many years.

Chen Xiaohu carried the man on his back and walked very calmly step by step: "Xie Ge, if I don't be your brother Xiaohu..."

Lu Sheige hurriedly cut off his words: "Brother Little Tiger, you will always be my Brother Little Tiger, and no one can replace you."

She was not a fool, how could she not know what Chen Xiaohu was thinking.

But just because she knew it, she couldn't say anything.

She couldn't help it at first, but now she doesn't want to.

Little Tiger Brother is very good, just like her eldest and second brothers, but that's all.

Well, sometimes it's just good, not love.

Just like Zhou Yang, even if he disappeared, even if he never appeared again, Lu Xiange knew that she would not want anyone in this world except Zhou Yang.

Did Zhou Yang say he liked her? No.

Did Zhou Yang say he would wait for her? No.
Chapter completed!