There was a tent set up on the mountains near the village.

"Uncle Yan, the prince is sleeping with the princess underneath, but we are going to be cold here. It's too unfair." Yan Lin accused his master of the fire.

Yan Bottom did not raise his head and said, "Then let you change with Nie Zheng and serve the old lady?"

Mrs. Xiao’s return this time really disappointed Uncle Yan.

He was an old man who was with the King of Pre-Qin. When the old lady was still the Princess of Qin, she was not as outstanding as Feng Wuyou, but she was also understanding.

But when I came back this time, I became paranoid and insisted on doing my own way.

No matter whoever serves her, these people around Xiao Jinglan will regard this matter as a chore.

"I don't want it!" Yan Lin almost jumped up in fear and said, "Is it easy for me to win Nie Zheng once? And I don't think it's cold at all than serving the old lady."

Nie Zheng was the one who gave Feng Wuyou, and it was natural for him to come out.

But Yan Lin refused to rely on his word and said that the last time he went out was Nie Zheng, and it was his turn this time.

Nie Zheng naturally refused to give up, so the two decided to compete. As for the content of the competition...

This time it was a secret trip, so it was naturally impossible to compete so much. So at Yan Lin's suggestion, the competition between the two was: rock-scissors.

As a result, Yan Lin won. Until now, when he thought of Nie Zheng's resentful eyes when they left, Yan Lin couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Uncle Yan, what are we looking for?"

They came to this village called Xiaoye Village a few days earlier than Xiao Jinglan, but they did not enter the village, but went straight up the mountain.

These days, Yan Bo has been taking them around the mountains, asking them to pay attention to two strange-shaped trees.

There are so many trees on this mountain, how easy is it to find two of them? They have been searching for several days, but they still haven't found them.

Uncle Yan was about to reply, but his eyes suddenly raised.

A sound of footsteps rushed over and said, "Bo Yan, Commander Yan, a brother fell down the slope when he got up at night."

The vegetation on this mountain is very dense. Although it is already winter, there are still some evergreen shrubs that are very lush.

The Yan Wei did not see the situation behind the bush and wanted to go inside to solve the physiological problems, but unexpectedly, he fell into trouble as soon as he stepped over.

It was so dark that I could only hear the sound, and I couldn't even see it clearly.

Fortunately, there was another person with him, so he rushed back to ask for help.

Yan Lin and Yan Bo arrived there immediately. This time they were just here to find something. If they lost their brothers because of this, it would be useless.

"Put the rope..." The torch illuminated the slope, and then brought the rope, tied one end to the tree, and hanged the other end.

Yan Lin took the lead and crawled down with more than a dozen brothers.

The slope is not too high, and it will reach the bottom in about one incense.

"Sun Fei!" As soon as he finished, Yan Lin called out loudly.

This place is not a cliff. Although it is steep, it has a slope. If a person falls down, he will at most be injured and will not die.

They also called Sun Fei's name on it just now, but they didn't hear the echo, and they probably fainted.

Now that they were below, they screamed again, getting closer, maybe Sun Fei could hear it.

Sun Fei opened his eyes in a daze. When he fell down, he was not very lucky and hit a stone on his head. As expected, he fainted as Yan Lin thought, so he didn't hear the screams above.

But now the sound is so loud that he is not too heavy, so he wakes up.

Just as he was about to respond with a voice, the clearer scene in front of him made him open his mouth wide and he couldn't say a word.

"Sun Fei, what are you doing? You didn't hear me!" Yan Lin and the others took torches and followed the traces of rolling down the snow, and finally found Sun Fei.

He opened his mouth and cursed without hesitation, but saw Sun Fei turn his head to look at him, pointing his hand in another direction.

"Leader Yan, look..."

In the direction of his finger, there were two strange-shaped trees, which turned in the curve, as if they had died for a long time, but they were exactly the same as those drawn on the picture Yan Bo showed them.

...

"Do you still want to eat?"

Feng Wuyou's whole body was wrapped in a quilt, like a silkworm.

Xiao Jinglan was afraid that she would be cold, so he didn't allow her to take out his hands, so he took a small bowl and fed her bite by bit.

It is definitely a great pleasure to drink such fragrant shredded chicken porridge on winter nights.

Feng Wuyou drank two bowls before she felt that she had come back to life.

Shaking her head, she moved slightly.

But... Immediately I felt a soreness.

Feng Wuyou didn't have to look at it, and he must have seen it now.

He looked at the man holding a bowl in one hand and fed porridge in the other hand.

The sword eyebrows are flying, the bridge of the nose is straight, the lips are rosy than women, and a pair of eyes that are as clear as snow in the mountains...

But unfortunately, now there is a sense of flattery in his eyes, which completely destroys his temperament.

However, this bastard prince has no temperament?

Clothing scum.

Feng Wuyou silently concluded four words in his heart.

What kind of pads are you talking about? Is this pads?

Even after the Great Famine, there is no such food, right?

She is simply a pig, and she would actually believe Xiao Jinglan.

Because of Xiao Jinglan's illness in the Qin Prince's Mansion, it was Xiao Jinglan who was making trouble himself, but Mrs. Xiao was so cautious about Feng Wuyou that she was like a thief, and even knocked on their door in the middle of the night.

In addition, there have been a lot of things in recent days, and they have never had any skin relationships.

This time she came out with Xiao Jinglan, and she actually had some indulgence.

But, she forgot that in some matters, she must not be soft-hearted toward an unscrupulous prince.

A little softening will be the result now.

The body seemed to be run over by a train and reassembled. There was no place that was sore and no place that was painful.

"Or why, I will give you a massage." Xiao Jinglan bravely made a suggestion with Feng Wuyou's gaze.

But... it was immediately rejected by Feng Wuyou.

To put it nicely, who knows what it would look like if you really massage it.

Just like in the afternoon, she used the words "pad first" to coax her and couldn't resist. As a result, she was still so hungry that she screamed. Xiao Jinglan let her go and put on her clothes to get her food.

In the middle of the night, smoke actually floated. If someone saw it...

Feng Wuyou's face turned black, which was so embarrassing that he wanted to suffocate himself to death.

If she hadn't had the strength now, she would really want to fight Xiao Jinglan.

"You have already hit you." Seeing Feng Wuyou's thoughts, Xiao Jinglan pointed to his cheek.

Feng Wuyou immediately remembered that during the day, he seemed to have accidentally hit there.

But she didn't do it on purpose, can it be calculated?

That face didn't even have a red mark.

But Xiao Jinglan has definitely planned it for a long time.

Feng Wuyou glanced at the empty bowl on the table, and licked his lips. He actually wanted to eat it, but it was too late. It was not good to eat too much.

"Who made the porridge?"

Although Zhang Dacheng and Jinlian gave some things, there was absolutely no shredded chicken in those things. And it took a long time to cook porridge, but Xiao Jinglan quickly brought a bowl of porridge on the right temperature.

She didn't believe it if he said he did it himself.

There must be others who followed Xiao Jinglan. When everyone below thought that their absurd things might have been known to everyone below, Feng Wuyou felt ashamed and wanted to hide from the quilt and never come out for the rest of his life.

"The taste of this king." Xiao Jinglan avoided the heavy weight and hugged Feng Wuyou and the quilt, and said in her ear: "Are you full?"

Feng Wuyou pursed her lips, and the liar said he would cook for her, but in the end, he just put a spoon of salt in it.

Moreover, she had been hungry for so long.

Seeing Feng Wuyou's disgusting little eyes, Xiao Jinglan leaned over her cheek, pecked her gently, and coaxed him: "I'm afraid you're hungry today, so I asked Qianxin Qianyue to prepare in advance. Tomorrow, I will definitely cook for you."

Only if you believe him will have a ghost.

Although I really want to drive this unscrupulous prince out, there is only this bedroom in this yard. It’s winter again, and it’s so cold outside.

No matter how angry he was, he still gave him half of the quilt to prevent him from being frozen.

"What the hell are you here to do?" If you really elope, you will definitely not bring Qianxin Qianyue with you. Is there anything Xiao Jinglan wants to do in this village?

"Elop." Other things are just by the way.
To be continued...