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Chapter 270

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    Xiang Ziyu smiled like the rising sun melting ice, turning into a pool of spring water, more tender than the spring breeze.

    Hurry up and hurry up, and arrived at Nanshan on the 5th. Just like in the painting, the good fortune clock is beautiful, and the yin and yang are at dusk.  The high mountains stretch into the clouds, and the flowing water makes good news.  Occasionally, egrets fly by, and Yao is a folk song swaying Kyushu.

    When I went to Nanshan, I never stayed idle, but I went to all the places I could go. Nanshan is a small city in the mountains. It is not like Chang'an. The streets and alleys are not necessarily novel. Only the surrounding mountains are surrounded by mountains and rushing waterfalls.  into the river.  It is a unique sight.

    Every time Huarong went to a place to do a painting, Xiang Ziyu would play the flute and play music for her.

    On the last day, the two of them went to climb the ladder. The ladder went up continuously, and you could not see the end from the bottom.  The nine hundred and ninety-nine steps are not accessible to anyone.  Just standing below can dissuade some people.

    When Xiang Ziyu and Huarong went there, there was no one on the steps, but the steps were clean. After climbing for a while, they saw two young monks sweeping the fallen leaves and dust layer by layer with brooms.  His demeanor is calm, and he doesn't seem to feel tired at all.

    Going up a little bit, at about two thousand floors, Huarong couldn't hold on, supporting her swollen belly, sweating profusely, panting.

    "Why don't you take a break?" Xiang Ziyu supported Huarong, and helped her to rest aside.

    Looking back, the trained dark guards walked with ease. At the forefront of the large army, the rest were paralyzed and exhausted. There were only two thousand floors.  The disgusting gazes of people are really tiring.

    "Miss, how's it going?" Hua Lu took water from her backpack and handed it to Hua Rong.

    Huarong took it, drank it for a while, touched the clear water at the corner of his mouth, and panted slowly and evenly, "Maybeyou may not be able to climb to the top even when it's dark."

    As he said that, he rubbed his legs, which were sore and painful, and his edematous legs. When he rubbed them lightly, the sore feeling spread through every pore of his body, screaming for pain.

    "I can't do it for slaves either." Hua Lu rubbed his sweat and sat down on the first step below Huarong, his face flushed from panting, "Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, what kind of person does it take to walk up there?"  ?! Miss, you can¡¯t see the top of the mountain just from below, let alone the temple above!¡±

    Huarong sighed, "Otherwise, how can we say that sincerity leads to spirit, if you can't make it up this road, how can you pray for God's blessing?"

    "That's true." Hua Lu nodded, touched her legs and feet, and gasped several times with a sizzle.

    Xiang Ziyu raised his eyes and looked up. The stone steps of white marble, which could not be seen at a glance, led all the way to the sky.

    Looking back at Huarong's tired and paralyzed appearance, there was a little distress in his eyes. He didn't want her to come up, but she was stubborn, so she insisted on coming up. He knew that Huarong wanted to pray for the child, so he insisted on coming up.

    "Rong'er." Xiang Ziyu sat aside and gently wiped Huarong's sweat, "Two thousand floors, enough, you are still pregnant, don't go up."

    "But" Huarong rubbed her sore legs, "What if this ladder really works?"

    If the ladder is really effective, and she gives up halfway, wouldn't it be a waste, if the child is born safely, it's fine, but if if the child happens to happen, wouldn't she hate herself to death?  !

    "It's okay." Xiang Ziyu smiled, "I will go up for the rest. Then I will pray for you and the child."

    Huarong looked at Xiang Ziyu in a daze, "There are only two thousand floors, and there are seven thousand more, youyoucan you bear it? Or, I will be with you as a companion?  "

    Xiang Ziyu shook his head, "It's okay. I used to ride horses and archery, and I'm not inferior to you at all. I used to practice climbing stairs like this before. It's only 7,000 floors, no problem. You can wait for me here with peace of mind.  "

    "But" Huarong raised her eyes and glanced at the ladder leading to the sky, her eyes were full of worry.

    "Nothing to worry about." Xiang Ziyu smiled and kissed Huarong's forehead, "Even if you can survive, the child may not be. As a father, it is only natural for me to pray for him.  Qiqian can't trap me, so don't worry."

    When Xiang Ziyu said so, Hua Rong couldn't say anything more, but just held Xiang Ziyu's shoulder, and solemnly told him to be careful and come back earlier, she was here waiting for him to come back.

    "Okay." Xiang Ziyu said with a smile.

    ?Leaving a large army to take care of Huarong, only a few young and strong guards were selected to go up with him.

    "Miss, do you think the emperor can do it? After all, there are more than 9,000 steps. If you go up and down, you will die." Hua Lu looked up and felt dizzy and dizzy.  Look further down, too!  Even more dizzy.

    "Yes." Huarong nodded solemnly, with a confident look on his face, "He said yes, he will definitely do it, we just wait here."

    Hua Lu looked at Huarong and then at the endless ladders. Although she had worries and doubts in her heart, she didn't say anything else. The lady said that she could do it!  I hope I can go up, and I hope that the lady and the prince are safe and sound.

    ?But the ladder is too high, half way up, Yao is in good health and Xiang Ziyu can't bear it.

    But thinking of Huarong and the child, he gritted his teeth and stood firm for a while.

    When they reached the 7,000th floor, all the strong guards almost fell down from exhaustion, their legs were as heavy as lead, and not taking a step was like walking hard in a swamp.  What's more, he fell down tired and dizzy, if it wasn't for the support of the people beside him, he might have closed his eyes and rolled down.

    Xiang Ziyu was not much more relaxed in comparison. He was sweating profusely, his legs were sore and difficult to move, and he almost supported himself with one breath.

    "The emperor"

    I crawled a few more times on the Internet, and finally I couldn't hold on, so I called out in a low voice, and I wanted to but I didn't have a life to accompany me.

    Xiang Ziyu paused, looking back, all of them were as tired as old cows who had plowed thousands of miles of land, panting, weak and weak, one by one directly lying on the steps, crawling with hands and feet, some even crawled  If you don't move, you can kill yourself.

    There are still two thousand floors up, if you give up at this time, let alone go seven thousand floors in vain, I am not reconciled, just thinking of Huarong and the child, Xiang Ziyu has to climb up even if it takes his life.

    Xiang Ziyu was not sure whether the wish on the ladder would work, and he was prepared to say that he didn¡¯t know. After all, it was just a rumor in the world. No one knew whether it was true or not.  sustain his hopes.

    When a person is facing desperation, as long as there is a little bit of hope, even if it is hard work and torture, he must go to it and grab it.

    Xiang Ziyu is such a person. For him, Huarong and children are his weaknesses, and this ladder is also his only hope. No matter it is true or not, he is willing to try it.  Even if the consequences are unsatisfactory, he has no regrets.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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