His threatening words were like the cold wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains, like a knife lying on his neck that made people frightened and frightened.

I didn't look back, and my steps were faster. The sound of jade pieces tied on my hair colliding with bells became louder and louder, as if indicating my inner anxiety.

My purpose is only the mountain opposite, and the mountain is my home. I am eager to run over and land on it, as if only on it can my safety be guaranteed.

"Stop." Qi Jingque called me, as if he knew where I was going, and warned me: "That's not where you should go. I will not blame you when I stop."

"I don't know you. You are not my husband. You scare me." I opened my mouth and poured it in, and spewed out white smoke. It was not an exaggeration to say that water turned into ice on the mountain.

"Hmph." Qi Jingque snorted coldly and reached out to grab me. I jumped like a conditioned reflex, but I didn't expect that my body would actually jump out a small distance.

It was because of this small distance that I successfully opened the distance from him. I turned my head and looked at him with long narrow eyes. His eyes were red, and he ran, sat with his hands and grabbed him.

With only one arm distance, he could catch me. I swallowed my saliva and ran faster and faster. I abandoned everything and had only one purpose, and went to the opposite mountain.

The seemingly not far from the mountain, but it is actually very far away.

I was covered in sweat, I couldn't feel cold, and I could only run and go up the mountain in my mind.

I don’t know how long I ran, but I finally ran to the mountain.

But the highest mountain has snow on it and nothing is there.

It is impossible to have nothing, it is impossible to have nothing on it. I searched on the mountain. There are only huge mountains standing upright and only snow-covered.

I sat on the ground depressedly, forgot about Leng, forgot about Han, forgot about shouting, and always felt that something had been messed up by me, and it shouldn't be like this.

On a sunny day, snowflakes floated.

Qi Jingque came on the snow, stood in front of me, lowered his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, and his thin lips slightly raised: "There is nothing on the bare mountain, what are you doing?"

I looked at him with my head raised and said with great firmness: "Impossible, I am familiar with this place. There is my home here, and my home is here."

"Your home is in my arms." Qi Jingque said, pulling me up, pulling me into his arms, and tightly imprisoned me with his arms, as if I broke free from his hands and ran to the mountain. It was the last time I escaped from his hands.

I twisted my body and struggled hard, but was locked in my arms by him. I felt a little impatient, but said with a look of silence: "Or break my legs and drag me away from here, or I'll stay here."

"This is not your home, you will freeze to death when you stay here." Qi Jingque's manic and depressing voice came from the top of my head, making my scalp numb. With the instinct deep in my soul, I wanted to stay away from him, as if I was approaching him, and it was myself who was hurt and burned.

"This is my home, and I will die here even if I die, so you don't need to worry about it." I became more and more sure that this place is where I stay. This place will definitely not be so desolate. There must be an entrance that I don't know. If I find that entrance, I can go home.

"You really asked me to break your legs?" Qi Jingque squeezed out his words from his teeth, cold and without any trace of emotion.

I held my head up, put my toes on my toes, and looked at him without any wits.

In the evening, his body lightened, and Qi Jingque broke me heavily to the ground, grabbed my calves, and used his hand slightly, staring at my eyes and asked, "I'll give you another chance."

"It's better to say that you threaten me than to give me a chance." I ignored his hand holding my calf: "You said you are my husband, my life, so who is my husband, who is the only one family, and my wife is not allowed to speak?"

"As soon as I woke up, I was on this snowy mountain in the snow. But when I saw a place, I felt familiar and like home. You threatened me with all my weapons. What should I do with such a husband?"

He pinched my calf's hand and slightly relaxed his hand.

I became more and more sarcastic and indifferent, and scolded: "If you are willing, you are called a prison for painting. Regardless of the wishes of others, that is called imprisonment. You must imprison me. This is your love, this is your love for your wife?"

Qi Jingque's fingers suddenly shrank and left my calves.

I covered my skirt with the hem, retracted my feet into the skirt, and sat in the cold snow, and found that the snow made me feel reliable and safer than the man in front of me.

Seeing my movements, he took a breath without hesitation, his face slightly straightened, and slowly squatted in front of me, gently wiping the sweat on my forehead: "I'm too anxious. The mountain is very dangerous, tigers and leopards, and traps. If you are not careful, you will fall into danger."

"You are my wife, my life. I care too much about you to watch you fall into danger, so I am more fierce."

What he said made me instinctively resist and don't believe it. Even if the emotions surging deep in his eyes were very sincere, I saw the meaning of deception and concealment in this sincerity.

"You said you don't remember me and don't know me, because you were injured." Seeing that I didn't move, Qi Jingque slowly moved his hand from my cheek to the back of my neck, hooked me hard, and hooked me into his arms.

He pressed the back of my head hard, and I buried my head in his arms. He kissed the top of my head, pious and careful, as if he was really my husband.

"You are injured. Only one medicine in the Snow Mountain Holy Land in the southern Xinjiang can save you. I will wait for you to travel thousands of miles. I finally saved you, but you don't remember me and don't know me anymore."

"My heart is sadder than anyone else, but I can't panic. I am your husband. If I panic, you will have no support."

His appearance is even more feminine and beautiful than a woman, with deeper eyes and more attractive than the husband written in the script.

However, for me, I only smelled blood in his arms, and I did not feel the safety he gave me.

His hand slapped my back and comforted me: "Just believe me, we will leave in a few days."

I had no way out and had nowhere to go, and I clenched my hand circle into a fist, almost breaking my palms, which made me pretend to faint.

As I pretended to faint, Qi Jingque wrapped my clothes tightly and picked me up. He warned me not knowing whom: "She is mine, and no one can take it away."

No one answered him, only the cold wind was blowing in his ears.

It took twice as much time as he came back to his cave where the stag roasted, and he put me on his soft skin, kissed the corner of my mouth, and murmured to himself: "In a few more days, we can go back. After returning, your identity will remain noble, exactly the same as in the southern Xinjiang."
Chapter completed!