Chapter 712: Mountain Climbing

Zi'an's mood has indeed relaxed a lot, which is the same as she said just now that A Jing and Rou Yao don't love each other now, but they have a good life, and it's uncertain whether they will have feelings in the future.

For a lifetime, the years are so long, she can wait.

Moreover, Lao Qi did have feelings for her, but it was not as strong as she expected.

Around the end of Shenshi, he left the city.

Zian asked Xiaosun to wait in the carriage, she and Murong Jie were going to climb the mountain.

"Why do you want to climb a mountain?" Murong Jie naturally accompanied him, but he was also curious about why she wanted to climb a mountain.

"It's rare to come out. Naturally, I want to visit the suburban scenery. I don't want to see the bustling capital city. Why don't I come here to breathe some fresh air."

Seeing her bright smile, Murong Jie breathed a sigh of relief, took her hand and said, "If you want to see the bustling, I will accompany you, if you want to enjoy the scenery, I will accompany you too."

Zi'an's eyebrows are emotional, everyone likes to hear good words, especially women, no matter if they are sincere or not, their ears are always comfortable.

And what Lao Qi said is not false, at least, he thinks so now.

"I like to climb mountains. When I get old and can't climb anymore, I still want to climb." Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief, and walked along the road. The mountain road is still flat, so walking is very comfortable.

"Why do you like mountain climbing so much?" Murong Jie asked, then smiled, "I'm old, if you want to climb, this king will carry you up."

Zi'an is naturally happy in his heart, "I have liked it since I was a child. I always feel that when I climb to the top, I can see scenery that I couldn't see in the past. I used to like to watch the sunrise. Since I came here... I have been married since I got married. I have never tried mountaineering to watch the sunrise again.”

Murong Jie looked at the regret in her eyes, and suddenly thought, "You want to watch the sunrise, so I will accompany you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, don't we have to watch a good show?" Zi'an laughed.

Thinking of Rou Yao, she still feels distressed, Rou Yao really deserves a love that belongs to her.

Murong Jie's black eyes were stained with a smile, "I'm looking forward to it because of what you said. In the past, I didn't like to watch such excitement."

Zian suddenly stood up and looked at him with black eyes.

"What's wrong? Can't walk anymore?" Murong Jie asked when she saw her stop suddenly.

Zian shook his head, only smiled and said, "Your words are a bit strange today."

"What's so strange?" Murong Jie was taken aback.

"In the past, when you talked to me, you were always the king, the king. Why do I come and go today?"

Murong Jie was stunned, smiled suddenly, stretched out his hand to cover her eyes, and kissed her forehead, "I don't know, maybe, I just want to be an ordinary couple with you, you are not a princess, and I am not a prince."

When he let go, Zi'an's eyes sparkled. Is this a response to what she said today?

"Zian!" Murong Jie suddenly became serious.

Zi'an hummed, and continued to hold his hand.

Murong Jie said softly: "I am not a man who understands style and gentleness, thank you for always being tolerant."

"You have always been very kind to me." Zi'an bowed his head.

The dust on the mountain road stained the toe of the satin blue shoe, and looking at his, it was the same.

She suddenly liked this feeling very much. The two walked forward, stained with dust along the way, just like this road of life, they will experience many things, but in the end, they will not let go of each other's hands.

Murong Jie's lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

He actually wanted to say that he didn't think he was good enough for her, and he hoped that they could be better, but he didn't know how to do it.

He couldn't say it, and he didn't think he would ever say it in his life.

Zian changed the subject and talked about Bei Mo.

Talking about walking, it took about half an hour to walk, but it took at least half an hour to get to the top of the mountain.

Along the road, a woodcutter who was cutting firewood went down the mountain with a bundle of firewood on his back, and rested on the side of the road.

Murong Jie saw a rock next to him, so he said to Zi'an: "You are tired after walking for so long, take a rest first."

Zian felt that the scenery here was very good, so he sat down as he said.

Seeing the woodcutter sitting on the ground, she took out a piece of pancake from his arms and ate it.

The two had just eaten from Xiyuan, so they were naturally not hungry, but seeing the woodcutter eating so deliciously, they couldn't help but twitch their index fingers.

The woodcutter probably also felt a little embarrassed, so he asked embarrassingly, "Master, madam, do you want pancakes?"

Zi'an smiled and said, "Thank you, but you don't have enough to eat, so I'll save it for you."

The woodcutter took out the oil-paper bag from his pocket, opened it and said, "Also, and, you can eat as much as you want."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked over, handing the oiled paper bag in front of Zian.

He was a little afraid of Murong Jie, because his eyes were always sharp.

This lady, on the other hand, looked very kind.

Zian was really attracted by the appearance of the golden pancake, so he took a piece.

When she wanted to put it in her mouth, Murong Jie stretched out her hand to take it, took a bite first, chewed and swallowed it, and didn't give Zi'an.

Zi'an smiled and said, "If you want to eat, just ask brother for a piece."

Murong Jie was lucky for a week and felt fine, so he said, "I'll just take a bite, you eat."

After speaking, he handed the pancakes to Zian.

The woodcutter handed the remaining pancakes to Murong Jie, "My lord, you can eat one too."

Murong Jie smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, I've eaten it, you can keep it."

Seeing that he didn't eat and didn't force him, the woodcutter went back and sat down to eat.

Because of eating other people's food, Zian started to exchange pleasantries with him.

Knowing that his name is Wednesday, he is from a village at the foot of the mountain. He has been married for six years, and finally his wife is pregnant this year and is about to give birth, so he works hard to earn more money and wait for the child to be born.

When speaking on Wednesday, there was a happy smile in his brows.

What a common man pursues is not great wealth, but a stable life, raising his wife and children, that's all.

Zian listened to him very fascinated.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, she always felt that such an ordinary life was not for her, but now, after listening to Wednesday, she yearned for such a life.

It is better to worry about two meals than to worry about one's own life.

After finishing speaking on Wednesday, he said goodbye to the two and went down the mountain with firewood.

The two continued to walk forward, reached the top of the mountain, cuddled together and looked at the clouds and mountains for a while, and then began to walk down.

When we walked down the mountain, the sky had already darkened, and the last ray of light in the sky sank in the west mountain.

Although he went down the mountain, he still had to walk a short path to get out to the official road, and it was so dark, Murong Jie said: "Let's go to the village to borrow a lantern, the path is rough, so as not to get injured."

Zian vaguely saw a village lying quietly on Pinggu in front of him, and walking a little further to Pinggu was the official road.

"Could this be Wednesday's village?" Zi'an asked.

"It should be. He said that his home is at the foot of the mountain." Murong Jie took a look, and the night had already fallen, and he couldn't really see what kind of village it was, but it was only about ten miles away from the stone village that had the zombie disease before.