Travel through ancient times to suppress villages

Chapter 218 Winter Night (1)

With a sigh, Ling Xiaodao put away his own reading of the Book of Songs all morning, feeling a little tired, so he said to Ruo'er: "Ruo'er, after writing the words, you can go and play! Mother is a little tired, I want to sleep meeting."

Ruo'er nodded obediently, grabbed the brush and practiced calligraphy on the white rice paper more carefully; Ling Xiaodao patted her on the head, smiled, turned around and put on the bed, pulled the quilt over her body.

Under the pillow, there was a sachet given to her by Shangguan Yunyan before he left, and the oozing sandalwood fragrance permeated the room. Ling Xiaodao took a deep breath, hugged the fragrant embroidered pillow and closed his eyes .

She fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night. The meal Zhu Siyu sent in the evening was placed on the table. The weather was too cold, and the rice and vegetables had already frozen.Ling Xiaodao stepped out of bed, didn't care about eating or drinking, randomly searched for a cloak, opened the door and stepped out.

Outside the house, the sky was gray and there were no stars; all around, there was still light snow falling, the nearby houses and the towering mountains in the distance were all pale and pale, the whole scene was gloomy and desolate Darkness, just like Ling Xiaodao's mood.

How long will this day last?How long will it be?The thick cotton shoes creaked on the bluestone ground covered with snow particles; Ling Xiaodao tightened his clothes, and unconsciously walked towards the mountain gate.

Inside the wooden houses on both sides of the mountain gate, the lights were dappled and the light and shadow were dim. The man who guarded the door opened the door, saw Ling Xiaodao, and hurriedly leaned over and cupped his hands, "Sister-in-law, it's late, do you want to go out?"

Ling Xiaodao smiled slightly, nodded, and said in a low voice: "I can't sleep, I want to go out to see the scenery, open the door!"

Hearing this, the man rushed to the high mountain gate in a hurry, grabbed the door bolt, and with a strong force, pulled out the log that was against the door, and with a "creak", opened the door a gap.

Ling Xiaodao waved at him, and stepped out; just as her figure disappeared outside the door, the man guarding the door rushed into the wooden house, woke up another man, and whispered: "Sister-in-law went out again in the middle of the night, Hurry up and report to Brother Yan, don't let anything happen to you."

Hearing this, the man got up from the bed with a gulu, put on a shirt and rushed out the door, towards the house where Yan Fei lived.

While running, he complained in a low voice, "Sister-in-law really likes to go out to see the scenery in the middle of the night, regardless of whether others are worried or not."

But outside the mountain gate, the grassland was covered with white mist, the snow particles melted and condensed into ice, and the temperature was colder than inside the cottage; Ling Xiaodao stood unconsciously at the entrance of the mountain road at the end of the grassland, looking to the southwest.

The sky was dark, the mountains were hidden in the mist, gray and gray, extending into a straight line; she was thinking, what was Shangguan Yunyan doing behind the vast mountains?It's so cold, did he fall asleep?Still, fighting, fighting... Is he still alive.

(End of this chapter)