The group entered the stockade, twisting and turning, Qiao Yipan followed fewer and fewer people, and in the end, there was only one big man who dutifully sent them to their destination.

In the dimly lit winding path, a cloth was placed on top of his head, and the raindrops fell on the cloth dripping, jumping and jumping into the arms of the people under the cloth, and the cold made people shiver.

The last man opened the tunnel and let the three of them in.

The tunnel is not big, there are no candles, and it is pitch black all around.

As the door to the tunnel closed, the tunnel was completely darkened.

Qiao Yipan blew on his mouth, and the cloth that fell off a corner because it was not suitable was blown up.

She strained her wrist slightly, turned a corner, and the rope was scattered on the ground.

A pair of thin hands suddenly attached to his eyes, Qiao Yipan smelled a familiar smell, his fingertips trembled, and he didn't move.

The man lowered his hand, and the flame in front of him was bright, and the shape of the flame was imprinted on the man's outstanding face.

He raised an eyebrow and saw that the inky fabric was still hanging from his fingertips.

Qiao Yipan was speechless by the surprise of her beauty, and was looking for something to speak, when she suddenly saw that the tattered ink-colored brocade clothes worn by the person in front of her were missing one piece here and one piece there.

The girl shut up, bowed her head slightly, and said the line that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time, "It's me who is late." ”

"Smack"

The piece of fabric was thrown back to her face by Yuan Shuyu, and she was full of disgust.

"What the hell, Qiao Yi hopes that you can read some other pursuits."

Qiao Yipan threw the fabric away, and was confident, "I've read the script, what else do you pursue?" ”

The other two people are squirming next to them, and they are untying the ropes, and they don't have to worry about it in the end, Tsing Yi ......

Not surprisingly, Qiao Yipan heard someone jumping out of anger and dejectedness, "I'll go, how can this rope not be untied." ”

Someone next to him volunteered, "I'll help you." ”

Listening to the sound like angelica, Yuan Shuyu looked at it as if he could hear it, looked back at it and frowned, stretched out his hand and didn't know what to do, and took it back like a good show.

Soon, "Holy, dead knot!" ”

When the lantern went over and looked over, Qiao Yipan finally knew what Yuan Shuyu was laughing at.

Angelica didn't know how to untie the rope for Tsing Yi, so he tied his hands.

The two of them were tied together, tied to death.

Angelica is tall, Tsing Yi is a little short, usually cooking has to jump the pot, the rope is tied to the waist of Tsing Yi can not be untied, Angelica bent down and looked at Tsing Yi with a smile in his eyes.

Chang finally sighed on the side, and really looked at the rope with a needle and didn't know where to start.

Yuan Shuyu came and whistled without hesitation, "Yo, mandarin duck knot." ”

Qiao Yipan gave him a blank look, when did he still make this joke.

"Yo, mandarin duck knot."

Tsing Yi looked at it with resentful eyes, and Qiao Yipan pointed to the knot in the hands of the two of them.

In the end, the rope was broken with a needle.

Zhen put away the needle with an unfathomable face and looked at Chang Jian quietly.

Chang has always been sensitive to the line of sight, and his sharp eyes are straight to the delirium.

He coughed and turned his head away from her.

Chang finally frowned, feeling inexplicable.

The rain outside is getting heavier, the air in the tunnel is getting damp, and the atmosphere is getting awkward.

Qiao Yipan took the initiative to come to this bandit's den with bad intentions, but now not only do the bandits not rob people, but they also meet acquaintances with unknown purposes.

Her simple and crude plan was on the verge of being aborted.

Especially if Yuan Shuyu returns to Beijing and goes to her grandfather and says that she is in the southwest, her grandfather, who is old and still admits defeat, can escort her to her hometown in the south with an axe.

And Yuan Shuyu, who had an unknown purpose, obviously had no intention of making the first move, holding the only lamppost in this tunnel and saying nothing.

Xu is atmosphere was too quiet, and the little Marquis Yuan, who was engraved in his bones, bowed his head lightly and asked.

"Did Miss Qiao eat it?"

"Eat."

The air was quiet again, and the little Marquis Yuan pulled his lips, unable to hold back anything. If he wants to boast to others about each other, he can talk about it for three days and three nights, and he really can't greet him with such greetings as what to eat.

Qiao Yipan was really unbearable.

"Has Yuan Gongzi eaten?"

"Eat."

The cold wind blew, and Qiao Yipan didn't want to end the topic, so he picked it up again.

"What did Yuan Gongzi eat this morning?"

Yuan Shuyu looked at her thoughtfully, with a faint smile in his dark eyes.

"Steamed buns."

Qiao Yipan smiled, "What a coincidence, we ate weeds this morning. ”

Tsing Yi, who put a large piece of pheasant and hare meat in the pot, smiled slightly, how can mushrooms not be considered weeds?

"Yes," Yuan Xiaohou easily picked up, "Miss Qiao is worthy of being a model in Beijing, if she suffers hardship, she will be a master." ”

Qiao Yipan modestly denied it, "How can it, it is not as hard as the little marquis of Shangyuan, Jin Gui, and he has suffered here with people for a trivial matter." ”

"Oh?" Yuan Shuyu shook the lamppost in his hand, the light flickered, and the look in the young man's eyes couldn't be seen clearly, "So, Miss Qiao knows about me." ”

Qiao Yipan, who didn't know anything about the affairs in Beijing, frowned at first, and looked at the little marquis of Shangyuan critically, waiting for Yuan Shuyu to politely turn his head.

"Tsk."

Yuan Xiaojun's movements froze in place, and his heart was weird and protruding.

"Don't you know?" Qiao Yi looked forward to the fact that this place was far away from Beijing, and the other party might not know about Jingzhong's affairs, so he began to talk nonsense.

In the narrow tunnel, the light of the light was not very bright, and the girl was rightly strong, and there was a little worry about him.

"Everyone in Beijing knows about you, and the prime minister has sent someone over."

"Really?"