Ye Shuang sailed on the East China Sea, and did not know the direction, but only cared about moving forward.

From birth to the present, he has never left Peach Blossom Island for half a step, and all his knowledge of the outside world is just hearsay. Therefore, he has no destination, and he has no place he desperately wants to go, he just wants to leave Peach Blossom Island, as for where the destination is, Ye Shuang doesn't care.

Ye Shuang didn't stop for a moment, passed by a few small islands on the way, met a few fishing boats, and met the first stranger in his life.

He felt so fresh and happy, and he had never been so happy in his life.

He rowed harder, wanting to be faster, faster, and eager to set foot on a new land and see more people in the next moment.

But his ship was so small that even with all his might, he was exhausted and panting, and it was still moving so slowly.

When I looked up, the scorching sun was in the sky, and it was already noon.

Ye Shuang put away the oars, planning to rest for a while, eat something, and replenish the body.

As soon as he took out the dry food and ate a few bites, he heard the faint sound of silk and bamboo behind him, and when he turned around, he saw a large and richly decorated ship cleaving the waves in the direction where he was, and the speed was amazing.

Ye Shuang's mind turned, and he had a plan, and immediately lost the dry food, tied the burden diagonally to his body, and then rowed the oars to get as close to the big ship as possible.

When the big ship approached, Ye Shuang threw away the oars in his hand, stepped on the side of the ship, jumped over, and landed on tiptoe on the deck of the big ship.

There is a heavy building on the ship, in order to prevent someone from finding him rubbing the boat, Ye Shuang flashed into the building.

The building was empty, and everyone gathered on the upper floor to play music.

Ye Shuang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but before this breath was finished, he heard the sound of footsteps on the deck, and in a panic, he turned around and entered a room on the left.

Fortunately, there was no one in the house.

Ye Shuang finished the half breath he had just held back, and looked out through the crack in the door, and saw two people in similar costumes, holding long guns, walking through the passage.

Ye Shuang had never seen such strange outfits, and he couldn't tell who they were, he just hid here, waited for the boat to dock, and then left quietly, which was convenient for others and himself.

Ye Shuang inspected the whole room and found that the furnishings here were very simple and clear, and there was nowhere to hide.

While she was worried, Ye Shuang raised her eyes and saw the big bed with low curtains in front of her.

If you want to come to this blue sky and daylight, no one will come to sleep, so he should not be found hiding in the quilt.

Ye Shuang got on the bed, rolled to the inside, and saw that there was still a gap between the bed and the wall, so he untied the burden on his body and put it into the gap, then lifted the brocade quilt spread on the bed, covered his head and lay in.

The bed is very soft, and there is a faint aroma on the brocade quilt, which makes the leaf frost uncomfortable.

When this is comfortable, the spirit relaxes, and as soon as the spirit relaxes, people are a little tired.

At first, the upper and lower eyelids were still fighting, but after fighting, they fell in love with each other like glue, and they could no longer be separated.

Ye Shuang couldn't bear to beat the mandarin duck with a stick, so he thought that he would only sleep for a short time, and the boat would drive so fast, maybe as soon as he woke up, the boat would dock.

This night's sleep was very sound.

And when Ye Shuang was still asleep, the door was pushed open.

A slender man in white staggered in, seemed to have drunk too much, and walked crookedly in the direction of the bed.

The man came to the bed, tore open the curtain, and his body was unstable, and the kimono smashed on the bed.

Ye Shuang woke up instantly.

But he didn't dare to move.

He hid under the covers, his eyes wide open, and his ears pricked up to listen.

There was no movement, only the faint sound of heavy breathing.

Fell asleep so soon?

Ye Shuang poked out half of his head boldly, and the smell of wine almost didn't stun him, so he hurriedly pulled the quilt up a little more, covering his nose, revealing only a pair of eyes, dripping and turning, trying to figure out what was going on.

What catches your eye is the face of a young man, one of the most beautiful in the world.

Ye Shuang lived so long that he had only seen five men: himself, his father Huang Yaoshi, Wang Weng who sent supplies to Peach Blossom Island, the fisherman he met just now, and the drunk and sleeping man in front of him.

He originally thought that his father Huang Yaoshi was the best-looking man in the world. But as the book says, there are indeed people outside the sky, and the man in front of him is so handsome that Ye Shuang can't find the right words to describe him, as if all the beautiful words can be used on him, but they can't summarize his description.

Ye Shuang stared at the face of the man who was close at hand, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, this person is so good-looking, so he can see that the sky is angry and resentful, so that he wants to peel off this skin and stick it to his face.

He wanted to touch it, but before he could reach out his hand, a series of footsteps came from the door.

Ye Shuang raised her head slightly, and through the fluttering bed curtain, she vaguely saw the figure of a woman, coming from the willows.

Ye Shuang immediately retracted his head back into the quilt, and then quickly squirmed under the quilt towards the crack of the bed where the burden was resting, and after touching the edge of the bed, he quietly turned sideways and sank himself into the narrow gap, and then turned dexterously, then lay under the bed, and easily fished out the burden.

Ye Shuang lay there motionless, holding her breath and concentrating.

Suddenly, a woman's coquettish voice sounded in her ears: "Little prince? ”

Little Prince?

It turned out that this person was from the royal family, no wonder he was so extraordinary.

I heard the woman say again: "Little prince, the slave maid is ordered by the prince to serve you and rest." ”

After finishing speaking, there was a sound of Suosuo, thinking that the woman was serving the little prince's wide clothes.

Suddenly, the woman suddenly screamed, followed by another plop, thinking that the woman had fallen on the bed.

Tiny dust scattered down and fell on Ye Shuang's face.

Ye Shuang raised his hand and stroked it, but the bed began to squeak and scream non-stop, and the dust also fell on his head and face.