After eating, the two of them changed into their traveling clothes and put on comfortable hiking shoes and set off.
Mu Zi didn't like climbing mountains, but if she was just wandering around in the mountains, she was still gladly looking forward to it.
The two of them hiked forward, and since they weren't in a hurry, it was very leisurely.
The leveled concrete path only stretched forward a short distance before it reached the end, and further in, there were dense woods and shrubs.
A trail was tucked away, almost on the verge of being covered by vegetation.
"Could there be wolves in the mountains? Or snakes?"
Mu Zi followed Murong Cheng into it and realized that the woods were denser than she had imagined, and the sunlight above her head was blocked out for most of it.
She subconsciously clutched her satchel to her chest, worried that the little crow would be taken by some animal.
Murong Cheng teased her from the side, "You're the one who wants it to be free, and you're the one who's worried about it dying, why don't you ask the crow's opinion?"
Mu Zi blankly glanced at him without any good reason and walked forward with her head stuffy.
After walking for a while, the trees gradually became less dense and lush, the bright sunlight dotted between the forest shade, falling a pillar of illusory beauty.
In the air, filled with the light fragrance of grass and trees.
Along the way, no fear and no danger, Mu Zi was attracted by the scenery of the forest, and slowly forgot to be alert to danger, a pair of soulful black eyes looked around with novelty, even the occasional mushroom that popped up in the fallen leaves, she could stare for a long time.
"Murong Cheng, look!" Mu Zi pointed to a bush, "There are so many fruits here."
She was very happy and had a smile on her face, she was cute and naive, like a child who was ignorant and naive.
Murong Cheng stood not far away, looking at Mu Zi who was picking wild berries, his eyes showed fascination.
He wasn't wrong, ever since he met her, his heart has never been free. She was like a demonic spirit, sometimes innocent, sometimes charming, seemingly possessing some kind of demonic magic, locking his soul firmly in place.
He really loved her.
Murong Cheng felt unbelievable that he had sunk to such a level for a woman.
At that time, her wedding news came suddenly, and he was caught up in the power struggle of the Huo family, both going to kill and defending himself against being killed.
At the wedding, he watched her drape herself in white sand and approach Mu Zenin step by step.
At that time, he asked himself if he wanted to snatch that woman over.
But it was difficult for him to protect himself, after snatching her, how would he protect her? Or, for the sake of her peace of mind, give up the Huo family's soon-to-be territory and power, and stay away from the fight?
No, how could he be willing to give up what he had fought for so long?
Thinking like this, he again feels that he doesn't love her that much.
Just seeing the two kissing each other with the blessing of the guests drove him crazy with jealousy.
He couldn't have her! He can't let anyone else have her!
Deeply jealous of the torture of Murong Cheng, selfish and brutal, he did some tampering, so that Mu Zenin suffered a lot, almost no life ...
Now going around in circles, she still belongs to him after all.
Murong Cheng approached Mu Zi, lifting her hair that fell on her temples behind her ears, Mu Zi was oblivious, lowering her head to put the mountain raspberries scattered on the ground into a canvas bag.
"This is mountain raspberries, there are many more ahead." Murong Cheng led her forward.
There were indeed more wild fruits in front, Mu Zi was so excited, pointing at a tree of fruits, she said, "I recognize this, this is a lantern fruit right?"
After picking a lot of them, Mu Zi began to worry again, "But we can't eat them all, will it be wasted?"
"Leaving it on the tree will only rot." Mu Rong Cheng rubbed the top of her hair and said, "You can squeeze it into juice, or have mom make it into jam."
Mu Zi sniffed and grinned, genuinely and smiling in a brilliant and bright manner, her bright eyes became more and more radiant.
Murong Cheng's heart was slightly hot, pressed her against the tree trunk and kissed her.