Zhao looked left and right, and saw that there was no one nearby, so he nodded and said, "If anyone comes, remember to inform me in time." ”

"The old slave knows, madam, please rest assured!" Feng's mother said.

Zhao took a deep breath and walked towards the back mountain.

There is a maple forest on the mountain behind the Temple of Mercy, and in autumn, the red leaves are like fire, and the scenery is beautiful, so there are often visitors who come to enjoy the scenery and have fun, and it is also a bit lively.

But at this time it is still winter, the red leaves have already fallen, only the bare branches are left, and there are no plum saffrons, and naturally there are no tourists coming, it seems to be very desolate and quiet, the cold wind blows the branches rustling, and it adds a bit of bleak taste to this maple forest.

The snow on the mountain is not as good as the snow on the ordinary road, it is not easy to melt, and no one cleans the maple forest in winter, and it is a thick layer of snow.

Zhao Shishen walked in the snow with one foot and one foot shallow, and her already weak body was even more out of breath, she couldn't help but scold Fan Jian in her heart, is this going to die! I have to see her at this time!

After walking some distance further, Zhao felt that he could no longer walk, so he snuggled up to a maple tree, stroked his chest with his hand, and gasped.

It was at this moment that she heard the sound of "creaking" footsteps on the snow, and the sound was coming towards her from far and near.

Zhao knew that this was most likely Fan Jian's footsteps, but in this desolate and silent maple forest, hearing such footsteps, she couldn't help but panic in her heart, and her heart couldn't help but lift.

She followed the footsteps, and soon saw the figure of a man walking towards her place.

The figure of the man was getting closer and closer, and the more Zhao looked at it, the more familiar it became, and finally when the two of them were not far away, she was sure that this person was the Fan Jian she was waiting for, and she was relieved, leaning on the trunk of the tree, and almost slipped on the ground.

Fan Jian approached the Zhao family and called out "affectionately": "Wen Pei......"

When Zhao heard Fan Jian's call and looked up at him, his heart couldn't help but be in a trance. With such an affectionate voice, Cen Biao has never spoken like this......

Although she knew very well that Fan Jian might not really be very affectionate to her, such a voice still made her have a moment of longing and fall.

And Fan Jian had also seen Zhao's face clearly at this moment, seeing that her face was sallow, her lips were white, her cheeks were so thin that there was almost no flesh, her eyes were even deeper into the eye sockets, and the heavy dark circles under her eyes made her look like a skeleton, which was very terrifying.

He couldn't help but be surprised! Is this still the Zhao Wenpei he knows?!

Although the Zhao family is already a half-old, she has always been well maintained, and she has always been very charming, even if it is a concubine, her appearance is actually not much worse than that of many people's main house ladies.

Seeing each other on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, she was also radiant, why did she become this terrifying look of no one and no ghost in less than a month?!

Because it was too unexpected, the surprise and frowning brows on Fan Jian's face were not concealed, and they were all shown on his face.

Zhao Shi saw his expression in her eyes, and felt cold in her heart, she couldn't help but smile sarcastically, and said, "What? The way I am now, does it scare you? ”

Fan Jian came back to his senses, quickly put away the expression on his face, put on a distressed expression again, walked quickly to Zhao's side, and said, "Wen Pei, what's wrong with you?" ”