At the end of summer, the temperature in the mountains was getting cooler at night, and Hua Mian sat by the water for a while and woke up from the wine, and only then did she react to whether it was not appropriate to promise His Highness Eleven to help her bring back the bamboo basket? If this is seen, it will not be nagged by the old men in the mission for a long time......

Thinking that the other party is the prince, no one cares if the prince is carrying a bamboo basket or a salted fish or a braid of garlic, right? Thinking of this, Hua Mian was slightly relieved, Sikong Yue has now officially become the mistress of the Beilin Jin Mansion and stayed in Liucheng, if there is anyone else in the mission who can restrict His Highness......

Hua Mian's mind flashed Sikong Xiao's face, no, no, no, it's impossible! He is the kind of person who will not take care of anything beyond the content of his own work, and as long as it does not threaten the safety of His Highness, he will not care what happens.

But when it comes to not caring, it feels like he sometimes pays attention to some strange details, which Sikong Yu is different from him, through the contact when he was in Flower Street, Hua Mian found that Sikong Yu is the kind of thing that no matter who it is, as long as it is noticed by him, even the extremely small details will be handled perfectly.

If it is in the company, people like Sikong Yu will be especially suitable to do the work of project manager, when I think of Sikong Yu wearing a modern women's position skirt, Hua Mian can't hold back a smile, yes, I have to wear a scarf and rimless glasses to cover the details, after all, Sikong 'Yu' is also a man no matter how beautiful he is......

Hua Mian was making up for happiness in her brain, and suddenly felt that her neck sank, and her eyes quickly darkened as if there was a sudden power outage.

Is this another dream? In my dream, the people I met in this world all wore the clothes of the previous world, and it was Xiaocui Xiaoyin who wore middle school uniforms over there, and His Royal Highness Eleven was also mixed in it, Sikong Yu was really suitable for wearing a skirt as he imagined, and Sikong Yue's royal sister style was simply drooling.

The people in the dream are dressed in a variety of costumes, and watching these people who are used to wearing long shirts and wide sleeves wearing modern costumes is like a cosplay show......

It's so cold, isn't it in the bed? Hua Mian shrunk her neck and stretched out her hand to pull the quilt, but she didn't think about it, but she pulled it empty, and she was so dishonest to sleep at night and kicked the quilt again? I pulled the quilt with my eyes closed, but I reached out and grabbed a handful of grass.

What the heck? Didn't you sleep in the carriage? Hua Mian slowly opened her eyes, and what appeared in front of her was not the ceiling with purple curtains that she was used to, but a very dilapidated roof, and the corner of the roof was even a little broken, and the sun was shining in.

Roof? Last night was not a post house rest but a tent, when did you sleep in the house? And I don't have any memory of sleeping in a tent, is it because I haven't woken up yet, or maybe the strength of the wine hasn't passed?

Hua Mian raised her hand to rub her eyes, but found that the two hands were trapped together, and the other end of the rope was hanging high on the beam.

What's going on here? Hua Mian sat up suddenly, the pain ached, and there was a pain in the back of her neck, which reminded her that she was not dreaming at the moment.

Hua Mian didn't shout out immediately, judging from the current situation, it should seem that she was kidnapped, what did she do when she was kidnapped? Tied to cooking?

At this time, Hua Mian was dressed in a dark cloth coat and did not wear an apron, and she remembered that she had specially washed off the thin layer of makeup on her face after dinner.