Chapter 42: Trapped in the Mountains

Zhao Qingyan was frightened by this situation, she reached out and pulled the corner of Wen Qiao's clothes, and asked what to do next with her eyes. Wen Qiao was also a little surprised. He looked around, and estimated that there must be a dozen or twenty people. He should still be able to fight alone, but there is still Zhao Qingyan by his side, and the best way at this time is to run.

So, he grabbed Zhao Qingyan, took her arm and ran towards the man who came here with Zhao Qingyan just now. The man in front of him was frightened by his posture, and without thinking about it, he subconsciously gave way. Wen Qiao saw that the other party was so upright, so he also broke off the idea of kicking the other party away, and pulled Zhao Qingyan to run forward.

The people around were suddenly a little stunned, and it took a few seconds to react, and they immediately rushed up and chased in the direction where Wen Qiao left.

This road leads to the outside of the city, Wen Qiao took Zhao Qingyan to escape desperately in front, and finally got rid of the group of people chasing behind, but when they waited, they found that they had lost their way and could not find the way they came just now.

"Shizi, we seem to be lost."

Zhao Qingyan raised her head and looked at the surrounding Qianmo trail, as if it was late today, the moon was also hanging high overhead, and several cool breezes were blowing slowly, making her feel cold in her back.

The roads here were complicated, and there were no tools to guide them, so Zhao Qingyan and Wen Qiao had no clue, and they hesitated to walk around the neighborhood before deciding to wait until after dawn before setting off.

"Let's find a place to rest for the night, and after dawn someone will pass by, and then ask if there are any good Samaritans who can give us a ride."

Wen Qiao seems very calm and calm, as the son of the world, calmness is the quality he has been trained since he was a child. Listening to Wen Qiao's arrangement, Zhao Qingyan also nodded meekly, and walked into a small pavilion behind him, which was originally a resting place for pedestrians in the detention brigade.

However, the bamboo pavilion is not as good as the thatched house, and the weather is cold and cannot keep out the cold, so people can only endure the night breeze resignedly. Zhao Qingyan's body bones were already weak, and her physique after crossing over was a little special, she sat in the corner in embarrassment and shivered, and her thin red lips suddenly turned dark blue.

"Are you alright? Is there something uncomfortable? ”

Wen Qiao's attention has always been very good, he stared at Zhao Qingyan's little face in surprise, a pale and weak look appeared on that familiar face, and even the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

At this time, a strong cold wind blew over, making Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but gasp.

"I'm fine."

She is still as stubborn as before, and this kind of temperament also attracts his pity. Wen Qiao took off the plain robe on his body without saying a word, draped it over her body gently, and sat down beside her very naturally, as if he wanted to use his body to block part of the cold wind.

Looking at his wordless movements, Zhao Qingyan's heart suddenly swelled with a warm current, this world is still quite warm-hearted, if it is placed in modern times, it will be a warm man!

But after thinking about it, if she caused the son of the world to suffer from the wind and cold because of herself, Mrs. Cheng would definitely not let her go easily. She must not be greedy for a moment, she still wants to have a few more days of peaceful life!

"Thank you, but I'll give you back this robe, and if you get cold, you'll be in trouble."

Zhao Qingyan hurriedly took off the clothes on his body, forcibly stuffed them into the other party's arms, rubbed his arms and moved to the side, as if looking for an optimal angle to avoid the wind.

I didn't expect her to be so alienated, Wen Qiao suddenly felt bad in his heart, he restrained his expression and stood up, casually said that he wanted to find firewood to make a fire to keep warm, and left the bamboo pavilion after three steps and two steps.

Time passed little by little, the prince had not come back yet, Zhao Qingyan's stomach screamed twice without obeying the call, she suddenly blushed and rubbed her lower abdomen in embarrassment.

Recently, in order to be busy with the opening of the restaurant, she didn't eat much, and now she is trapped here hungry and cold, and she must find a way to live.

At this moment, she heard the sound of rustling in the grass behind her, and she had an idea.

In this kind of place, there is bound to be wild food, whether it is birds or animals, once she catches it, there is no way to live. Zhao Qingyan rolled up her sleeves and began to arrest, she lurked in the grass for a while, and then grabbed a white rabbit, and stood up with two ears stubbornly.

"Zhao Qingyan, what are you doing here?"

Wen Qiao, who was holding the firewood, approached curiously, but was startled by the rabbit in front of him, what is the origin of this woman, she can actually grab it with her bare hands!

"You ......"

He had obviously only left for such a short time, and this woman was able to hold such a big rabbit, even if she asked Xiao Lan to join forces with herself, she might not be able to do it.

"Less nonsense, hurry up and make a fire, we'll roast it into game."

Zhao Qingyan stretched out his hand to wipe the fine sweat that came out of his forehead, and the bright eyes flashed with excitement, a quarter of an hour later, the two of them surrounded a bonfire, with a burnt rabbit in the middle, Wen Qiao pinched the front legs of the rabbit and tasted it, Zhao Qingyan also pinched one hind leg and chewed slowly, and the air around him was bubbling with the fat aroma of meat.

"How the hell did you get it? Without knives and arrows, even hunters can't do it. ”

Wen Qiao looked at the torn rabbit in surprise, although there was no seasoning, it was the best game he had ever tasted.

Today's Zhao Qingyan refreshed his cognition again, whether it was Zhuangzi or a restaurant, as long as the things given to her could be completed perfectly, and even sometimes there were additional surprises, Wen Qiao was vaguely aware that he paid more attention to her, and his eyes would stop on her from time to time.

Zhao Qingyan secretly shouted in his heart that it was not good, could it be that he had already exposed his feet? If Shizi knew his true identity, they would definitely treat her as if she was suffering from hysteria.

No, it's best to hide from the world. Zhao Qingyan did not answer his question, but smiled and did not speak, bowing his head to taste the delicious food in his hand.

After eating enough, Wen Qiao went to a nearby stream to get some cold water to wash his hands and face, and he also found several stacks of hay, spread them on the ground of the bamboo pavilion with his hands and feet, and barely managed to get out of the bed.

"It's not pretty, but it's better than nothing, and we'll be here for the night tonight."

Wen Qiao didn't have the delicate spirit of a rich child, he took off his robe as a quilt, pulled Zhao Qingyan and lay down, and covered most of the fabric on her body.

Lonely men and widows stay in the same place for the night, plus the two are still sleeping together, if they are seen by others, it will inevitably cause a storm.

The man next to her was breathing steadily, and she also tried to adjust her heartbeat, trying not to show her clumsy side.

Zhao Qingyan's cheeks flushed, and she silently turned her back and curled up, trying to avoid head-on contact with Shizi.