This hurricane gradually weakened, and Han Changmu took advantage of the wind to grab the baggage and wrap it around his wrist.
Then he slowly calmed himself down, stabilized his body, held the rope tightly, endured the severe pain all over his body, and began to climb up the cliff.
Seeing this scene, Xie Mengxia breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
The cold wind gradually subsided, and Han Changmu climbed up step by step, and his speed gradually became faster.
Xie Mengxia only stared at Han Changmu, but did not see the flying claws hanging on the rock and the long nails nailed to the ground. They were blown loose by a hurricane. After being pulled by Han Changmu like this, they were already shaky and unsupported. Can't stand it anymore.
With just a mistake, the two ropes were released simultaneously, and Han Changmu fell quickly without any precautions.
"Jiuchao." Xie Mengxia screamed miserably and stretched out her arms to pull Han Changmu.
The snow flew up and fell crazily with Han Changmu. He adjusted his posture and tried his best to grab everything he could.
Finally, he grabbed a dead branch sticking out of the cliff next to him.
Xie Mengxia let out a long sigh of relief. Before he could speak, the dead branch snapped and broke under the heavy load.
Han Changmu continued to fall downwards. Just for a moment, he stopped falling.
He was hanging at the bottom of the cliff, stunned. He lowered his head and saw the translucent filament wrapped around his waist. He suddenly understood and looked at the top of the cliff with a complicated expression.
Xie Mengxia originally thought that Han Changmu was going to die this time, but unexpectedly he stopped, as if being held by something. He shook his lips in shock and shouted: "Jiu Chao, Jiu Chao, how are you?"
Before he finished speaking, he heard a weak voice coming from behind: "Stop, shout, if you don't come to help, he, he will be really hopeless."
Xie Mengxia turned around and saw Yao Yao lying firmly behind the rock, holding a translucent filament tightly in his hand, and he could no longer hold it.
He rushed up and helped Yao Yao tighten the filament.
Yao Yao flicked her wrist, and another filament was thrown to the bottom of the cliff. She tied the other end to the rock and pulled the filament.
The long thread hung down by Han Changmu's hand. He quickly grabbed it and continued to climb up.
After an unknown amount of time, Xie Mengxia felt that her whole body was drenched in cold sweat. She turned around and saw Yao Yao's face was pale, paler than snow.
He simply had the feeling that every day seemed like a year.
Han Changmu slowly emerged from the edge of the cliff and climbed up the cliff with difficulty, breathing heavily.
Xie Mengxia was overjoyed, ran forward quickly, and pulled Han Changmu behind the rock.
A long trace was dragged on the snow, and the mud rolled.
Walking around behind the rock, Yao Yao was picking up the shadowless silk. Han Changmu looked at each other blankly, his lips twitching, but he didn't say a word.
Xie Mengxia stretched out the remaining shadowless silk, and Daqi smiled and said: "What is this? Why is it so strong?"
Yao Yao smiled and was about to speak, but his face suddenly turned pale, his eyebrows furrowed, and he groaned in pain.
A trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she fell down softly, unable to scream no matter how hard she screamed.
Xie Mengxia was immediately shocked, and his voice was so high-pitched that it almost changed its tone: "Ah Yao, Ah Yao, Ah Yao, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Han Changmu hurriedly took a pulse, his head covered with cold sweat, and said in a deep voice: "Originally, she had been using her internal power to suppress the poisonous blood, and it only lasted so many days. Just now she used her internal power to save me, and the poisonous blood attacked my heart."
"Then, then, what should we do?" Xie Mengxia was spinning in circles anxiously, and her heart suddenly hit the bottom of an invisible valley.
Han Changmu asked Xie Mengxia to hold Yao Yao while he took out a pill from his arms and dissolved it.
Xie Mengxia frowned: "Well, Ah Yao's mouth is closed too tightly, so he can't pour it in."
Han Changmu thought for a while, then pinched Yao Yao's cheek tightly, put two fingers into his mouth, and poured the medicine in through his fingers. After pouring the medicine, two bruises were clearly left on Yao Yao's face. mark.
Xie Mengxia clicked her tongue: "Jiu Chao, you are too violent, and you have no mercy at all."
Han Changmu looked confused and asked: "This is how the medicine is given. Is there any other way?"
Xie Mengxia was stunned for a moment, then yelled with an angry look on his face: "You idiot, you are the one who feeds me mouth to mouth."
Han Changmu shook his head seriously: "Your Highness, you are talking nonsense. You can't feed me mouth to mouth. If you don't believe me, you will faint. Let me feed you."
"..."
Han Changmu turned around to hug Yao Yao with an indifferent expression, but quickly smiled, got on his horse, and rode towards the top of the mountain as if facing a powerful enemy: "Let's go over the mountain and get to Gaochang Kingdom as soon as possible."
Xie Mengxia had a depressed look on his face and followed him without asking any further questions.
As we walked towards the top of the mountain, the snow became thicker and the wind became stronger. The snow on the top of the mountain seemed to have never stopped. The wind was strong and the snow was swirling around us. The snow was almost up to our knees. Every step was hard. Extremely difficult.
The two dismounted and led the horse forward step by step.
The strange thing is that Li Yushan and his group were not seen along the way. I don’t know if they were all killed by wolves or if they hid somewhere else.
The cold wind was as cold as a knife, and the two of them walked against the wind. Their bodies were covered in hot sweat, their breath was filled with white mist, and even their heads were steaming with mist.
Yao Yao's fever persisted again, he was covered in cold sweat, his breathing became increasingly rapid and he became weak.
When dusk fell, the two people climbed over Tanhan Mountain with difficulty and found a leeward place to spend the night.
Just like yesterday, Han Changmu was busy taking care of Yao Yao, while Xie Mengxia was busy gathering firewood to light the fire.
Yao Yao's poisonous blood attacked her heart, and her illness became severe. In just one day, her face was as golden as paper and her breathing was weak.
Han Changmu felt his pulse and shook his head. They had no medicine anymore, and even if they had medicine, it wouldn't be right.
Snow fell on her body, and her body was heated by the high heat and turned into a puddle of water, soaking through her clothes.
Han Changmu hesitated again and again, just like that night, covered Yao Yao with a sleeping bag and a felt blanket, and helped her change into dry clothes with his eyes closed.
Amid the rustling, he noticed Yao Yao moving and quickly let go of his hand. He was overjoyed and almost cried: "A Yao, you're awake, just wake up."
Yao Yao's breath was hot, his eyes were blurred and bloodshot. He opened his eyes and looked at him, then lowered his eyes feebly: "Young Master."
Han Changmu brought water over, slowly wetted Yao Yao's dry lips, and hummed softly: "I'm here."
Yao Yao's voice was hoarse, and he spoke weakly and weakly, as if murmuring: "Don't leave me behind."
Han Changmu didn't understand what it meant. He was stunned for a moment and said firmly: "No, I will take you with me, A'yao, let's go together."
Yao Yao's eyes gradually became distracted, and his breathy voice sounded more like a hazy murmur: "I'm very good, very good."
Hearing such childish words made Han Changmu feel sour in his heart. He lowered his head, gently touched his hot forehead with his forehead, and coaxed in a soft voice: "Yes, Ah Yao is the best, I won't let Ah Yao go."
Yao Yao's eyes were filled with tears, and even the tears were hot and unconscious. She still murmured: "Don't hit me, I'm very good."
Like a needle piercing his heart, Han Changmu felt a dull pain in his heart, and he suddenly hugged Yao Yao tightly.
Yao Yao was in a daze, his whole body was hot, and he passed out again.
Xie Mengxia came in with firewood and happened to see this scene. He also happened to hear Yao Yao's painful murmurs. His face fell slightly and he was heartbroken: "How many beatings did A Yao receive in Yeting?"
When Han Changmu heard the noise, he hurriedly let go of Yao Yao, covered her with a felt blanket, and added a sheep fur coat, and said calmly: "I checked A Yao, she entered Yeting at the age of three, and she must have suffered a lot. ."
Xie Mengxia sighed: "In Yeting, one is bought from outside, and the other is confiscated into the palace after being convicted of a crime. Which one is A Yao?"
Han Changmu breathed a sigh of relief: "She was confiscated from her family and brought into the palace."
Xie Mengxia expected that who would be willing to send such a young child to the palace to be a slave? Even if the family was short of money and needed to exchange for silver, they would raise them a little older and the palace would not go there. Girls as young as three years old are sold, but they are always over five years old and are not likely to die young.
"Can you find out which family A Yao is from?" Xie Mengxia asked.
This is what Han Changmu is puzzled about. After searching for so long, he has never found out Yao Yao's origin or whose family she comes from.
His eyes flickered. If he couldn't find out something, maybe Xie Mengxia had a way to find out.
He frowned slightly and said in confusion: "It's strange to say that I have used the methods of the Internal Security Department, but I still can't find out her origin."
Now Xie Mengxia was in a good mood. He came closer to the bonfire and warmed his cold hands before wiping Yao Yao's forehead. It was still hot. He sighed: "This is strange. Even Ye Ting has a thin book." Chaos will at least be recorded. By the way, Jiuchao, have you checked the people who entered Ye Ting at the same time as her."
Han Changmu shook his head: "That's even more strange. Half a year before and after she entered Ye Ting, no one else entered Ye Ting."
"Then when she entered Ye Ting, was there anyone in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment?" Xie Mengxia always has a unique perspective on things, and he always asks questions that others don't expect. Quite shocking.
Han Changmu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Yes, the Ministry of Punishment imprisoned the Fang family and the Chen family at that time."
That shocking case fifteen years ago is a memory that no one can erase.
The Fang family and the Chen family were originally family friends, but Chen Yuying wrote a letter to impeach Fang Lingyun for treason. As soon as the scandal came out, the entire Fang family was imprisoned.
I originally thought that Chen Yuying would rise to prominence, but unexpectedly, she accompanied Fang Lingyun to the execution ground and was beheaded.
All the males over the age of fourteen from the nine families of the Fang family were beheaded, while the female family members and the males under the age of fourteen were exiled to Zhenzhou, where they were slaves for generations and were not allowed to leave for life.
Three clans of the Chen family were exterminated, the female family members were turned into official prostitutes, and the male members were exiled to Xizhou.
