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Chapter 272

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    After paying homage to the Buddha, the monk did not keep Xiang Ziyu, but took him to the steps, "Go down the mountain, the almsgiver, no one will be kept in the temple."

    "Okay." Xiang Ziyu nodded, bid farewell to the monk, and went down the mountain. I don't know if it was because of the lightness of the descent or the elixir, but the journey was extremely relaxing.

    When they reached the seven thousandth floor, they saw the hidden guards resting on the steps. When Xiang Ziyu came down, they had recovered most of their strength, so they followed Xiang Ziyu down the mountain.

    ? In the twilight, the sun in the west was cut off, and it was extremely bright red. The spurted blood stained the layers of white clouds, spreading outward layer by layer, from deep to shallow, from magnificent to shallow.  Overlapping, like blooming roses.

    "Miss, the sun is setting, and I don't know if the emperor has climbed it yet?" Hua Lu dragged her cheeks and looked at the clouds in the west, bored.

    Huarong looked at the stairs extending upwards, but did not speak.

    "Miss" Hua Lu wrapped her clothes, "The sun is setting, and this mountain is much cooler than the bottom, otherwise"

    Hua Rong knew what Hua Lu meant, and shook her head, "Wait a minute, I can hold on, didn't I bring some cloaks?"

    Hua Lu made a "hmm" sound, and saw that Huarong was determined, so she didn't say anything more, "Miss, are you hungry? Why don't you have something to eat?"

    As he spoke, he took out the packed pastries from the small satchel on his waist, "Miss, have some?"

    Huarong glanced at it. Although her stomach was growling a little, she lost her appetite when she saw the food. "No, you can eat. I'm not hungry."

    "Miss, you haven't eaten much all day. How did you suffer?" Hua Lu insisted on taking a piece and stuffed it into Huarong's hand, "Miss, it's good to eat a piece. You're not hungry, and the little prince is not too hungry."  I'm going to be hungry!"

    Huarong touched her lower abdomen, twisted the pastry, thought about it, took a bite, made it a little smaller, and ate it tastelessly.

    "Eunuch!" Huarong rolled her eyes at the sky, and called Deshun, "Have you sent someone to pick up the emperor?"

    Deshun patted his sleeves, and stepped forward to answer, "If you go back to your mother, someone has already been sent to pick it up. The emperor should be back soon. Your mother will wait for a while."

    Paused, thought for a while, and offered to propose, "Why don't you go down the mountain to rest first? The sky is getting darker, and it's cold on the mountain. I'm afraid I can't bear it. If you can, I have to take care of the little prince and go down the mountain first."  Rest, the old slaves just wait here."

    Huarong touched her lower abdomen, she was a little embarrassed, looked at the road up the mountain, and bit her lip.  Smiling and shaking his head, "It still doesn't work, Huainan should be back soon."

    "This" Deshun was a little worried.

    Huarong shook her head lightly again, "I'm fine. If something really happened, I wouldn't be unreasonable."

    "Okay then." Deshun compromised, and then ordered the little eunuch beside him, "Go and get a blanket for your empress."

    ?Because I know that the road up the mountain is far away, so the equipment is relatively complete.

    Huarong gently stroked her lower abdomen, looked at the road up the mountain, and murmured softly, "Wait a little longerwait a little longer, your father will be back in a whilehe will be back in a while"

    Suddenly, Huarong's eyes widened suddenly, a few black dots appeared on the stone steps in the distance, and Xiang Ziyu's excited voice was blown in the wind.

    "Ronger!"

    "I'm back! I'm back!" Huarong cheered happily, "The emperor is back."

    The emperor is back?  !

    The lazy and slack people all stood up at once, straightened their backs, stretched their necks and looked up.

    The few black dots in the distance became more and more clear.  Gradually outline the outline of the person.

    "Hua Lu, help me up." Huarong reached out to Hua Lu who was beside her. Her legs were swollen and she had climbed so many steps. There was no way to recover as quickly as others, so she had to rely on the help of others.

    "Okay!" Hua Lu responded, and quickly supported Huarong to get up, and looked up together.

    As it was approaching, Xiang Ziyu didn't put on airs, and ran down in a hurry, making the people under him tremble with fear.

    "Rong'er!" Xiang Ziyu yelled and hugged Huarong into his arms, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

    Huarong shook her head lightly, "No. Are you tired?"

    "I won't be tired when I see you." Xiang Ziyu showed affection as if there was no one else, and the maids, guards, and eunuchs who were standing sparsely looked away, pretending to be indifferent.

    Hua Rong smiled and patted Xiang Ziyu's back lightly, "Did you make a wish?"

    "Yes." Xiang Ziyu said seriously, "It will get better."

    Huarong let out a "huh", and the short sound was actually a bit crying.

      "Thank you for your hard work." As she said, tears rolled in her eyes. She couldn't imagine how much hard work and strong will it would take to walk up the 9,999 steps.

    Xiang Ziyu twitched his heart, "What are you talking about? For you and the child, I am willing to do anything. It's okay, don't you see that I have come down well?"

    With tears in her eyes, Huarong nodded vigorously, "Yeah."

    "Don't cry." Xiang Ziyu gently rubbed Huarong's hair. Every time Huarong cried, he felt very uncomfortable and irritable. He always thought that he didn't take good care of her, so he let her  cry.

    Huarong sobbed for a moment, barely stopped the swirling tears, raised a bright smile, and held Xiang Ziyu's hand, "Let's go home."

    Xiang Ziyu looked at her, nodded with a smile, "Okay. Go home."

    The monk in the temple said that sincerity leads to spirituality, so he is willing to pray to heaven all the time. If the mother and child are safe, it doesn¡¯t matter if he believes in Buddhism. If he can¡¯t, he will destroy this temple, this so-called heaven and earth.

    "What are you thinking?" Huarong tugged Xiang Ziyu's hand, obviously feeling the hostility emanating from Xiang Ziyu.

    "No." Xiang Ziyu returned Huarong with a tender smile, "Let's go, go home."

    Helping Huarong to go down the mountain, the rush up the mountain, I never took a good look at the scenery on the left and right. After going down the mountain, I had time to find that the scenery on the left and right is so beautiful and beautiful.  One piece is full of emerald green vitality, and the bottom is a piece of withered yellow. Every hundred steps is a scene.

    After admiring the scenery along the way, we went down the mountain. It was already dark, and we held up lanterns and lined up like a long dragon, which was quite interesting.

    It's hard to travel at night, so I can only stay in the best inn nearby for one night, and return to Chang'an tomorrow morning.

    "Rong'er, how is it?" Xiang Ziyu entered the room carrying a copper basin filled with hot water.

    It was unheard of for the emperor to serve hot water. When he served it, the shopkeeper of the inn was shocked. After asking repeatedly, he handed it to Xiang Ziyu tremblingly when Xiang Ziyu became impatient and went crazy.

    Tsk!  This is completely different from the emperor in the script.

    But there was a reason for it, who let his favorite girl sit in that room and was willing to do things for her personally, he would like to do this on weekdays, but at the last hour, he wished he could do everything by himself.

    Deshun said that the emperor was reluctant and did not want to have any regrets.  Hua Lu retorted that the emperor cherished every little thing he had with the young lady.  But no matter how you say it, Xiang Ziyu can't let go of Huarong.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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