In order not to let others see it, Qinghuan just cautiously explored the lake, so as not to denounce her.

Finally, she found the outlet, under a tree next to the lake. She probed with her hand and found a wire fence inside.

This is not easy to do, how do you open the iron net? Because there are no lights, I can't see the inside clearly. She sat by the lake, thinking anxiously.

Soon, a disciple hurriedly passed by with a lamp and didn't notice Qing Huan sitting by the lake.

When they got closer, they both found each other, and they were both startled. The disciple was visibly frightened even more, and fell as soon as his leg went limp. The basket he was carrying rolled down the terrain and was sucked into the spout and stuck.

"Oh, who are you? Sitting here in the middle of the night, it's scared to death. After the man saw Qinghuan clearly, he expressed his dissatisfaction.

Qing Huan ignored her, but tilted his head to look at the falling basket.

The little disciple then realized that the basket in her hand had fallen, and she crawled to the edge of the lake and looked inside with a lantern.

It turns out that the basket is just stuck there, just find a hook to hook it out.

"Look at you, it's all your fault, I lost everything." She continued to complain, "Don't go, watch my stuff here, I'll go get the hook." ”

Qing Huan didn't know what she was talking about, there was nothing here, only a basket stuck underneath.

But she nodded, and the man ran away before she could respond.

In a few moments, the man returned with a hook.

"Well, take the lantern and shine a light on me." The man didn't care whether Qing Huan agreed or not, he had already handed the lamp to her.

Qing Huan took the lantern and lit it for her. I saw the man lying on his stomach by the lake, hooking the basket with an iron hook.

But there was no place to hang on the surface of the basket, and after a few more times, the man simply hooked the iron net and pulled it out together.

It turned out that this iron mesh was not welded to death, which was the only valid information that Qing Huan obtained.

The man took out the basket and put the net back. Then he got up and patted his clothes, and said, "Where are you?" Don't go back soon, it's scary to sit here in the middle of the night. ”

After saying that, she lit the lantern and took her things and left. Qing Huan stood up and went back as well.

She already had an idea in her mind.

The next day, during the day, she quietly packed up a little of her things.

In fact, there is nothing to take, the luggage she brought before has already been taken away by Leng Yue, and there are only two sets of clothes to change into.

The biggest trouble is that there are no silver taels.

Qing Huan couldn't find anything valuable all over his body, how should he live after escaping? This gave her a headache for a few days, and she tried to steal something of value from the room where she slept, but it was too big to take away.

There was nothing in Fucang's study, and I didn't know where his money was.

After thinking about it, Qing Huan took a fancy to the pendant on the folding fan, which was a piece of fat white jade. Although she hadn't touched it, she looked pretty good.

When something is available, how to take it off becomes a problem again. According to Qing Huan's observation, the folding fan is a weapon for whisking, and he always carries it with him, and he puts it next to his pillow when he sleeps at night.

For this reason, she tossed and turned for several days, and all kinds of methods were thought of one by one, and they were rejected one by one.

There is only one way that lingers in her mind: the beauty scheme.

But Qing Huan is not sure, first of all, she is not sure whether Fu Cang will be tricked, she doesn't know if Fu Cang likes her, or if Fu Cang cares about her. That alone was enough to make her hesitate.

In addition, she thinks that the beauty plan is beyond the scope of what her dignity can accept, and it is difficult to take two steps.

After struggling like this for a few days, after finding other alternatives to no avail, Qing Huan had to choose this method.

At night, Fu Cang was half-lying on the bed as usual, playing with his folding fan while talking to Qing Huan.

It's nothing more than trifles, what he did today and what he wants to do tomorrow. In fact, she knows all this, after all, she follows the fluctuation all day long, so she never listens.

Today, her attention is all on the pendant.

So, usually she only sits in the corner of the bed, the farther away from Fu Cang, the better, today, she took the initiative to lean towards Fu Cang's side and leaned at Fu Cang's feet.

This distance is actually very short. But for Qing Huan, it's a long time. This distance crushed the last dignity in her heart, and the beauty plan was a very humiliating thing for her.

And now, she has to face up to her cowardice and lose face in order to survive.

She was also very worried in her heart, this kind of beauty trick might not work at all.

If Fu Cang didn't react at all, she would lose.

But, Fucang is not stupid. Qing Huan's small step was the first time in more than four months that Qing Huan took the initiative to approach him.

So Fu Cang got up and hugged Qinghuan into his arms.

Although she was best prepared in her heart, Qing Huan's body was still very stiff, and she tried her best to suppress the idea of trying to get out. There was one last step left, and she had to endure.

Fu Cang hugged Qing Huan tighter, put his head on her shoulder, and said to her ear, "Have you thought about it?" ”

She didn't react, nervousness had taken over all her feelings.

Fu Cang smiled lightly: "I don't force you." ”

Then the whole room fell silent, and Fu Cang just quietly hugged her. It seemed that it had been a long time before Qing Huan took the last step.

She pulled out her hand, touched the pendant on the folding fan, and quickly took it back.

Fu Cang understood and handed her the folding fan.

Qing Huan didn't take it, but stretched out his hand again and stroked the pendant.

"So you like this?" Fu Cang chuckled in her ear as she took the pendant off with her hands.

The length of the rope on the pendant can be adjusted, and after seeing that Fu Cang adjusted it, he put it on his neck for Qing Huan.

Qinghuan pretended to excuse himself and refused to accept it.

"I'll let them have another one to hang up tomorrow." Fu Cang said lightly, still to put it on her.

Qing Huan touched the pendant around his neck, he didn't expect it to be so easy. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't think of what was wrong. She held back the ecstasy in her heart and prepared to get out.

And Fu Cang didn't intend to let her go, he put his hands around him, and didn't have the slightest intention of letting her go.

After the most difficult period of time, Qing Huan didn't care anymore, so she stiffly let Fu Cang hold her.

Until the end, Qing Huan was about to fall asleep, but Fu Cang still didn't let her leave.

She tried to push the hand of the brush, and heard him say, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep." ”

Just sleep like this?

"You sent it yourself."

Qing Huan panicked and struggled to escape. Fu Cang struggled with her for a moment, then let go of his hand and laughed.

"Go to sleep." He was as complacent as if he had succeeded in his treacherous scheme, and he slept as if nothing had happened.

And Qing Huan took a long time to calm down and gradually fall asleep.