Feng Dong'er's courage was too small, Qin Sheng thought that she was afraid that she would escape, and she couldn't escape well.

"Take a good rest, heal your injuries and think about anything else", Qin Sheng's voice was tired, but he still carefully comforted Feng Dong'er.

"Hmm", nodded, and when she lowered her head again, Feng Dong'er was already asleep.

Qin Sheng, who was already dazed, took off the hairpin on his head and pricked it into his arm.

They were still on the water, and she couldn't fall asleep, for fear of an accident.

In the dark night, the stars in the sky are particularly beautiful, like the eyes of the Seventh Prince......

……

Qin Sheng, who realized what she was thinking, shook her head, she looked at the stars and thought about what the Seventh Prince would do!

After educating himself a few words in his heart, Qin Sheng once again looked at the distant night sky.

This time, the appearance of the Seven Princes smiling appeared in the night sky.

……

It is impossible to close his eyes, Qin Sheng is afraid that he will fall asleep.

But there was always the face of the Seventh Lord in the sky, and Qin Sheng could only sit up and look at the surrounding rivers.

Just after a moment of distraction, the shadow of the Seven Princes was reflected in the river......

……

It's really the Seventh Prince, and Qin Sheng wants to go away every minute.

She really wanted to beat herself, that fool of the Seventh Prince, what was there to think about.

Well, she admitted, he's not stupid.

But what if you're not stupid!

"Don't think about him", Qin Sheng gritted his teeth and expressed his dissatisfaction with himself.

As soon as she spoke, Feng Dong'er frowned, and there was some movement, which frightened her and immediately sat upright.

Whether it is looking at the stars and the moon, or looking at the rivers around her, Qin Sheng no matter what she thinks anymore, she recognizes it herself.

The wandering night was very bleak, and when Qin Sheng inadvertently turned around, he found a huge fire behind him.

Looking at the location, it should be the abandoned house where they are kept.

Those people really didn't plan to keep them alive, huh.

Shouldn't those people make sure that there is no one in the dungeon to set fire again?

Or are they sure that they are in the dungeon and they don't get out at all?

The fire is getting brighter and stronger, and in the dense jungle, it is getting stronger and stronger......

Qin Sheng didn't know how long the fire could burn, and when she was looking at it a little distracted, suddenly a black shadow flew over.

In the blink of an eye, a man's was already standing on the raft.

The Seventh Lord with a mask, the blue stars in the eyes of others, and the white clothes he likes to wear on weekdays have been dyed blood red.

Sen Liang's mask was stained with a lot of blood.

His whole being, like a Yama, roared in the dark night with a little bit of fire.

Qin Sheng thought that the Seventh Prince had always been clean, she got up and wiped the blood from the mask with a handkerchief.

There was a sudden weight on her wrist, and the man clenched her wrist, and his tone was heavy and hoarse, "Where have you been?" ”

When he asked, Qin Sheng only felt funny, "Where do I know where I have gone." ”

The man's breath was extremely cold, and the river under the bamboo raft was covered with layers of fine ice.

Feng Dong'er, who fell asleep, hugged her arms and trembled.

"Okay", Qin Sheng stroked the back of his hand with his backhand, "Aren't I fine, do you want to freeze me to death?" ”

She said a word to the fried prince, no matter how worried and nervous she was, the moment she saw that she was safe and sound, the seventh prince was relieved.

At this moment, he really wanted to hug her into his arms, and only when he sensed her temperature could he rest assured that she was safe.

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