Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

Chang Sun Tao suddenly hugged Yu Qinghuan's arm, his face full of grievances and accusations: "Yan Yan, tell me, is this man a scoundrel?"

"Yes."

"Yan Yan, tell me, is this guy ugly?"

"Yes."

"Yan Yan, tell me, is this man mentally ill?"

"Indeed."

"Yan Yan, tell me if Cao Cao is the best man in the world."

"Yes."

"Then Yan Yan, please ignore him."

"it is good."

"Yan Yan is so good." Chang Sun Tao reached out and rubbed Yu Qinghuan's hair.

Yang Qian immediately threw something again: "Crap! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Changsun Tao glanced at him lightly: "I'm talking about you."

Yu Qinghuan sat cross-legged by the fire, watching Yang Qian and Changsun Tao bickering, and actually felt a sense of the quiet beauty of time.

Judging by the time, tomorrow should be New Year's Eve. Ever since she left Jingzhou and entered Beijing, she has no expectations for the New Year. However, this is the first New Year she and Changsun Tao have spent. She can't help but feel a little regretful for wasting time in this mountain forest. .

Furthermore, the poison in Changsun Tao's body has not yet been eliminated, and it might relapse at some point. She couldn't let it go, and was anxious to get out of this mountain range and rush to southern Xinjiang as soon as possible.

More importantly, she still has an unresolved knot...

Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was distracted, Changsun Tao poked Yu Qinghuan's arm with his finger and asked her, "Yan Yan, what's wrong? What are you thinking about?"

Yu Qinghuan took advantage of the situation and fell into his arms: "Cao Cao, tomorrow is New Year's Eve. It is the first New Year we have spent together. If we spend it here in the mountains, it will always be a little incomplete."

Changsun Tao pulled on his cloak and hugged Yu Qinghuan: "Yan Yan, go to sleep first. Maybe you can find your way out tomorrow."

Yu Qinghuan was also quite helpless. Finding the way was not her specialty, and she couldn't put on her wings and go out. Mingzhu couldn't move because Hui Hui was injured, and she refused to go out to explore the way.

Needless to say, Changsun Tao, Yang Qian's stupid fool is completely unreliable.

Since there was nothing she could do, she didn't force herself. She lay down on the spot, leaning against the fire and shrinking into Chang Sun Tao's arms.

With Chang Sun Tao in front of her blocking the cold wind, and a fire warming her behind, she didn't feel cold at all in this winter day. She fell asleep in a daze and soon fell asleep.

Feeling the touch of the little head in his arms against his chest, Chang Sun Tao felt that Yang Qian was redundant no matter how he looked at him.

Mingzhu curled up in a circle to protect Hui Hui, who was still injured, and slept next to Yu Qinghuan and the others.

Yang Qian was really depressed. Without the rabbit fur cloak to cushion him, and the girl holding him in his arms, he lay irritated on the uneven ground and didn't fall asleep for a long time.

As time goes by, the clouds dispersed around the fourth watch.

Changsun Tao, who always got up early, opened his eyes, searched out the memories in his mind, and pieced together the map of Cuiping Mountain bit by bit.

He added some firewood and looked up at the stars. He quickly found the direction accurately based on the stars.

He picked up a half-burnt branch and poked it into the soil. After the fire went out, he used the dark branch to carefully trace the hem of his clothes by the light of the fire.

He was very careful not to wake anyone up, and he worked for a long time before a map began to take shape.

But just when he was about to perfect the map, he felt sleepy and his eyelids were so heavy that he could hardly open them.

"Can't sleep, must not sleep." This was the only firm thought in his mind.

If I sleep, I won't be able to celebrate the Chinese New Year with Yan Yan. I definitely can't sleep.

Changsun Tao bit his tongue and forced himself to stay awake, but despite this, he was still so sleepy that he kept nodding.

Just when he was about to put down the last stroke, he leaned towards Yu Qinghuan and she fell asleep.

I don't know why, but recently he has been waking up less and less frequently, and the time he can stay awake is also very unstable. In terms of time, it is probably the longest night when he can't control himself.

Yu Qinghuan and Yang Qian were awakened by the sound of him falling. After confirming that he was okay, Yu Qinghuan lay next to him again.

"Miss Chu," Yang Qian's sharp eyes saw the message on Changsun Tao's clothes, "There is something wrong with your husband's clothes."

Yu Qinghuan opened his eyes with force, pushed himself up and took a look, and found that it was a map.

In an instant, any sleepiness was thrown out of the sky.

Yu Qinghuan stood up carefully, gently cut off Changsun Tao's clothes with a dagger and held it in his hand for inspection.

Her eyes suddenly lit up and she said excitedly: "I know how to get out!"

After saying this, Yu Qinghuan looked at Changsun Tao, feeling extremely sad in his heart - this man, if he had been awake, they probably wouldn't be trapped here.

He must also be blaming himself, why couldn't he stay awake longer, and then take them out...

Yang Qian was also very happy and was about to pack up and leave: "Finally I can leave this stupid place!"

Yu Qinghuan rejected him: "Wait until daybreak before leaving, let Caocao have a good sleep first."

Yang Qian complained: "Trouble!"

Yu Qinghuan handed over the map: "If you want to leave, you can go first by yourself!"

Yang Qian folded his hands depressedly, and then murmured in a low voice: "If I could see this picture, would I still be sitting here?"

Yu Qinghuan ignored his complaints and stretched out his hand to take Changsun Tao's pulse. After confirming that he was safe, he shrank into his arms again and slowly closed his eyes.

On New Year's Eve, every household in the capital is hung with festive red lanterns and silk. Looking from the top of the mountain, the red winds into a line that stretches to no end.

On this day, all members of the royal family will go to the Jie Fang Hall to attend the family banquet. The palace becomes busy early in the morning, and the chambermaid, Gong E, is so busy that her feet never touch the floor.

Just after noon, the carriages of the clan members filed in from Zhengyang Gate.

The walls had been brand new. Everyone seemed to have forgotten the shame caused by Yang Qian, and no one mentioned it again.

Princess Zhenli sat pouting on the carriage, her body swaying gently with the carriage. Today she wore a pomegranate red palace dress, with narrow shoulders and narrow waist, which made her figure extra petite and exquisite.

Seeing whether she was standing or sitting, the eldest princess could not help but remind her in a low voice: "Zhenli, you are the princess. Mother does not ask you to be a model in every action, but at least you are familiar with the rules of the palace. Heart, don’t let people laugh at you.”

Princess Zhenli curled her lips, but her expression was extremely firm: "Mother, Zhenli has been crazy once. Now that she has recovered, do she still have to abide by those annoying rules?"

The eldest princess patted her head and looked at her kindly: "Zhenli, who asked you to be born in the heavenly family?"

Princess Zhenli slipped into the arms of the eldest princess and said: "Mother, Zhenli would rather be crazy forever. You don't know how happy Zhenli was during those days in girls' school. She didn't have to pretend to be a dignified and elegant lady, and she didn't have to be prim and proper. The princess’s noble airs, how she plays as much as she wants, and how crazy she wants, are all expressions of her true nature.”

The eldest princess said: "That's not because someone is manipulating you."

Princess Zhenli's little face was full of worry: "I don't know how my uncle and aunt are doing."