Seeing this, Shi Wei ran back to the shore in a few steps and shouted, "Whoever told you to go, come back quickly!" ”

The eunuch seemed to be deaf, completely ignoring Shi Wei's reprimand, and only cared about the hasty stroke.

In a few moments, the ship was more than ten meters away.

Song Zelan, who came later, was also very surprised, and shouted with Shi Wei.

Both of them were a little hoarse from drinking, but the boat sailed farther and farther, and soon returned to the pier.

Then, to Shi Wei's surprise, the eunuchs on the side of the trestle seemed to have received some order, and in the blink of an eye, the boat was empty, and there were no people left.

"It's really infuriating that this eunuch dares to embarrass us here, and when I see my mother, I will ask my mother to punish them well." Song Zelan said indignantly.

As soon as he heard her mention Empress Song, Shi Wei suddenly realized.

Those lowly eunuchs, if they didn't have the order of their masters, would dare to throw him a courtier and a marquis's daughter on this isolated island.

And they did, apparently on someone's orders.

The corners of Shi Wei's mouth raised a sneer, and he sighed: "I think Miss, don't complain, don't you see, those eunuchs dare to leave us here, naturally on the orders of the queen." ”

"The Queen?" Song Zelan was taken aback and said blankly: "But why did she do this?" ”

Shi Wei didn't answer, just sneered.

Song Zelan is not a stupid person, she looked at Shi Wei's meaningful sneer, and quickly understood the reason.

When she suddenly realized it, Song Zelan's face turned a little crimson.

The reason why Empress Song threw them on this isolated island was not to deliberately create a chance for the two of them to be alone.

Lonely men and widows living together on an isolated island, such an ambiguous situation, isn't it a wonderful time to spark.

"Aunt Qiong Yao also wore it, and she also became the dog-headed military ......advisor of Queen Song," Shi Wei secretly complained.

"That'...... So what do we do now? Song Zelan asked in a low voice.

Shi Wei glanced around, but saw that this artificial lake was not big, nor small, and the distance between the shore was at least more than 100 meters away.

If it is separated in summer and autumn, this point is a sharp stab from him, and he will swim over in a few strokes.

It's just that the weather is cold at the moment, although the lake is not frozen, but it is also cold and biting, he is not a winter swimmer, and he will never dare to enter the water in this weather.

After thinking for a while and having nothing to do, Shi Wei had no choice but to say: "It's freezing this day, I guess Niangniang won't trap us for too long, let's just wait for a while, someone will definitely come to pick us up before dark." ”

"Well, that's good."

Song Zelan was a little relieved, afraid of being too close to Shi Wei and embarrassed, so she went to the other side to pretend to enjoy the scenery.

Shi Wei went up to the stone platform and looked down on the imperial city condescendingly.

The two of them didn't speak to each other, each with their own thoughts, and they stayed up for a few hours, and their faces were red from the cold.

The more he survived like this, the heavier the shadow in Shi Wei's heart became.

Unconsciously, night fell, but there was still a deathly silence on the other side of the trestle, and there was no movement.

Shi Wei realized at this time that Queen Song's patience was far more than him, and she was thinking of simply killing him on this isolated island if she didn't bring him and Song Zelan together.

"Ahh

Shi Wei looked down, but saw that her face was frozen like a crisp apple, her hands were clasped together, and her feet were jumping around alternately, trying to increase her body temperature, but she was still shivering.

"This Queen Song's heart is really ruthless, and she is not afraid of freezing her niece and nephew."

Shi Wei couldn't bear it, and he felt frozen and stiff, so he had to touch the stage with the light of the remnant glow.

When Song Zelan heard him come down, he trembled and asked, "Shi Gongzi, is there a boat to pick us up?" ”

"There's not even a ghost, it looks like they're planning to hang us out for the night." Shi Wei complained angrily.

Song Zelan suddenly looked disappointed, as if she was hit by this news, she was shivering even more violently, and Shi Wei could even hear the sound of her teeth slamming.

A cold wind swept across the lake, carrying the icy cold of the lake to the face, and the cold air penetrated through the most slit of the body like a cunning worm, and pierced the skin like a needle.

Shi Wei's scalp was numb in pain, and he said in a trembling voice: "This can't be done, if there is no fire to keep warm, you will have to freeze to death this night." ”

"That, that, what to do." Song Zelan's tongue was knotted, and the words she said were quite funny.

Shi Wei listened to it interestingly, and couldn't help but laugh.

"You're like this, you still have the heart to make fun of me." Song Zelan complained with a wry smile.

Shi Wei snorted, looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he had an idea.

Enduring the pain, he began to break dead branches from nearby trees and gather dead grass from the trees.

Song Zelan followed behind his ass and said blankly, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Do you still need to ask, if you don't want to freeze to death on this isolated island, you have to make a fire to keep warm." Shi Wei replied without replying.

Song Zelan was in a trance, and there was hope for a while, so she hurriedly collected the dead branches from Shi Wei.

A moment later, the two of them gathered a pile of dead trees and rotten leaves in a sheltered corner under the platform.

Song Zelan gasped and put down the last handful of withered grass, his face was full of hope, but suddenly it changed.

There is firewood, but what about the fire, how can you light the firewood without fire.

A young lady like her, of course, doesn't bring anything on fire when she goes out.

As for Shi Wei, he was only here to see the queen's illness, where would he have expected to be trapped here, and it is estimated that he would not bring fire folds.

Song Zelan was deflated all of a sudden, and pouted: "There is no fire, and there is no firewood, and what firewood is still collected, all your efforts are in vain." ”

Shi Wei ignored her, he squatted down, found a sharper dry branch, and sharpened it against another thick branch.

Song Zelan was puzzled by his actions, and she was stunned for a while with her mouth open before she understood, and she said with surprise on her face: "Shi Gongzi, is it possible that you plan to drill wood to make fire?" ”

"If you don't help, if you know it, the two of you have a better chance of succeeding together." Shi Wei said without raising his head.

Song Zelan was dumbfounded on the spot.

For her, the daughter of the Houmen, who is plain in brocade clothes and food, when has she ever made a fire by herself, the so-called "drilling wood for fire" is just a legend in the book for her.

Now, when she saw with her own eyes that the man in front of her really wanted to use the method only in this book to make a fire, she couldn't be surprised.

She even thought it was a little ridiculous.

Another cold wind swept by, and even though she was in a sheltered corner, the remaining wind was enough to make her shiver.

Song Zelan shivered, the biting cold dispelled all her disdain, and after hesitating for a moment, she couldn't squat down to help.

On the isolated island at night, two young men and women, each holding a piece of wood, tossed around, like two primitive people.

I don't know how long it took, Song Zelan was already tired and panting, and there were even a few cracks on the back of her hands.

Her daughter's body was weak, she didn't have the strength to toss, she didn't even have the strength to stand up, and she didn't care about her image, so she sat on the ground.

Looking at Shi Wei, who still refused to give up, Song Zelan gasped and persuaded: "Forget it, save your energy, how can you get out of the fire." ”

"I don't believe in this evil, and if I don't drill out of the fire, I will write Shi Wei's name upside down in the future!"

Shi Wei was also exhausted, but he stubbornly refused to stop, and the wooden stick in his hand was moving like crazy.

Song Zelan looked at him silently, and there was a look of admiration in his eyes for his persistence.

However, this admiration did not affect her disappointment, and she did not believe that Shi Wei could drill into the fire at all.

"Shi Gongzi, don't-"

Just as she was about to persuade her, a miracle happened.

In the midst of the debris, a little spark swished to light up, and then ignited the surrounding sawdust.

"Haha, I said it would work."

Shi Wei shouted excitedly, and hurriedly put the flame that was easy to drill out into the lower end of the pyre.

With the explosion sound of "crackling", the withered grass at the bottom was successfully ignited, and the spreading fire soon burned the branches above, and the fire became bigger and bigger, and the surrounding area was gradually brightened.

Finally feeling the warmth of the fire, the two young men leaned as close to the fire as possible, eager to bake the whole person on the fire, the warm flame dispelled the chill around them, and after a while, they finally stopped shivering.

Their bodies warmed up, and their spirits gradually perked up, and then they all raised their heads and looked at each other.

The flickering light of the fire illuminated their young faces, and Song Zelan saw a face stained with ash, apparently from the fire that had just been lit.

"Shi Gongzi, your face." Song Zelan smiled and gestured.

Shi Wei wiped it with his sleeve, but he didn't get it.

Song Zelan stretched out his sleeve and gently wiped the ash stains on his face.

Shi Wei let her wipe her face, but involuntarily quietly peeked at her face.

She was so close, her mouth was spitting out the breath of orchid, and the pretty face under the firelight had a different kind of beauty.

Unconsciously, Shi Wei looked a little distracted.

"Well, no ......"

Song Zelan lowered her sleeves and was talking, but suddenly saw Shi Wei's eyes staring at her.

"What, do I have ash on my face too?" Song Zelan subconsciously raised his hand and touched his face.

Looking at her dazed appearance, Shi Wei's heart fluttered, and it was a ghost who stretched out his hand and gently stroked her face on the pretext of helping her wipe her face.

Song Zelan seemed to feel that he was doing it on purpose, and a sense of shame suddenly arose in his heart, and a hot feeling arose.

Despite the shyness in her heart, she didn't refuse, just lowered her head and let Shi Wei caress her face.

Shi Wei touched it, but suddenly found that the originally white and pretty face in front of him had turned into a big flower face.

He suddenly realized, stopped his hand in time, and looked down, only to find that his hands were covered with dust.

Looking up at her again, looking at the face covered with charcoal black and blank eyes, Shi Wei couldn't bear it anymore, so he laughed out loud.

(To be continued)