"Why don't we go to Fengling to look for clues? Maybe the group is still there to ambush passers-by!" she said.

Luo Fengtang shook his head.

"Let's wait here."

"If my guess is correct, they will transport the looted materials away from this road before dawn," he said.

A trace of suspicion flashed across Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Listening to his words, it seemed that he knew the details of this group of robbers.

She didn't ask any questions and lurked down, her eyes fixed on the path at the foot of the mountain.

Time passed bit by bit.

The temperature at night dropped below freezing.

Hiding behind the rock, although the wind can't blow it, the rock looks like a big ice cube.

The cold air on the surface is also coming out continuously.

Squatting there motionless, the blood circulation slows down and the body becomes colder.

Her teeth chattered uncontrollably.

Damn, it’s so cold...

A warm cotton coat covered her from head to toe.

Turning around, he saw that Luo Fengtang was wearing an autumn coat.

"You'll freeze to death like this!"

Yang Ruoqing whispered, her voice a bit serious.

She took off his cotton-padded clothes and forced him to put them back on.

"Do you think you are made of iron?"

She raised her head and glared at him, raising her hands to close the hem of her clothes for him.

But he smiled, put his arms around her, and wrapped her in his arms.

Her face was pressed against his chest.

There was only a thin layer of autumn clothes between them.

In my nose, I breathed the familiar and pleasant smell of him.

In his ears, there was the sound of his strong heartbeat.

"This way we won't be cold anymore."

His voice fell from the top of her head.

He raised his hand to gather his cotton clothes and wrapped her whole body in his arms.

Her face turned red, and the corners of her lips curved into a shy yet sweet curve.

"Well, this is a good idea."

She responded with a smile.

Two arms went around his body and gently hugged his waist.

Her body pressed closer into his arms.

Her head still arched a few times in his arms.

She felt his body tense up instantly, and his heartbeat became even more frantic.

She pursed her lips and snickered.

"Qing'er..."

He buried his head against her shoulder.

"I am here……"

She stroked his back gently.

"I like you!"

He said softly.

Almost whispering against her ear.

Her heart felt as if a small stone had been dropped, causing ripples in circles.

"Silly boy, I like you too!" she said softly.

He chuckled, tightened his arms, and held her tighter.

On such a winter night, dripping water turns into ice.

The hearts of the two young men and women were like burning coals.

This warmth comes from the heart, and it comes from each other!

Everlasting life.

Time passed bit by bit, and suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the foot of the mountain.

When Yang Ruoqing caught the strange movement, Luo Fengtang had already let go of her.

After changing his intoxicated look just now, his face instantly returned to a calm look.

"Someone is coming." He said solemnly.

While neatly gathering his clothes, he grabbed the bow and arrow with the other hand.

He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the path at the foot of the mountain.

This large rock was chosen as cover because it was within the range of the bow and arrow.

Beside her, Yang Ruoqing also held her breath and squinted her eyes to focus on the sound of approaching horse hooves on the path at the foot of the mountain.

Soon, two figures leading a bay-red horse appeared in sight.

moon day.

A thin man carrying an iron bow walked in front to clear the way.

There was a fat man behind, leading a horse.

"strangeness."

Yang Ruoqing muttered.

He leaned into Luo Fengtang's ear and said, "Are these two robbers? My fifth uncle and second cousin can logically beat them!"

Luo Fengtang said: "Your fifth uncle and second cousin are unarmed. They have bows, arrows and knives!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, it makes sense.

Luo Fengtang continued: "Look at the saddle on that horse, which is obviously from the carriage and horse industry."

"They are definitely the ones blocking the road and robbing us!" he said.

He tightened the bow in his hand and prepared to shoot.

Yang Ruoqing pressed his arm and shook her head at him.

"Cat and mouse, let's change the game." She smiled and winked.

"ah?"

Luo Fengtang was surprised.

Before she could recover, Yang Ruoqing dug out a handful of moss and mud from under the stone.

Smeared it on his face.

"Qing'er, what are you..."

He was confused.

"We have to disguise ourselves and not reveal our identity."

Yang Ruoqing said, while quickly wiping a circle on her face.

Both of them looked like they were wearing seaweed mud masks, leaving their eyes, nostrils, and mouth outside.

Luo Fengtang couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Ruoqing patted his shoulder and whispered a few words to him.

He nodded.

She put away her bow and arrows, leaned over, and moved to the other side under the cover of night.

Here, Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and ran down the mountain in a swagger.

On the narrow path at the bottom of the cliff, two figures, one fat and one thin, walked over leading their horses.
To be continued...