Chapter 650: The First Sight of Me!

Yan Yu knows how to act.

No, it's not a complete act.

Before, and even now, she sincerely hopes that the King of England is still alive.

They have eaten at the same table, they have stroked the fur together, he is a prince without airs, he always empties his private treasury because of the officials' pleading.

He loves to eat her family's food, loves to wear the wolfskin knee pads she gave him, has rewarded her with a gold medal, and never mentions her pretending to be a boy.

Every time they meet, he will smile and call her: Xiao Wai, come here!

Yan Yu shouted until her voice was hoarse.

Tears flowed silently.

"Put out the fire, cover your mouth and nose with a wet cloth! Your Highness, did you hear us? We are outside, hold on!"

"Don't be afraid, it will be soon, soon!"

"Xiaoer will definitely save you, he will!"

"I killed the bad guys who chased me. Those who ran away, it doesn't matter. I will kill them again if they come again. I am very powerful. I will shoot one arrow at a time, and I am very accurate!"

"Wait until you come out, Xiaoer will shoot you!"

"Your Highness, did you hear me? Did you hear me?!"

In the dark rain, there was only Xiaoer's shrill voice.

It penetrated the stone mud and drilled into the cave.

The King of England was drowsy and his body was soft without any strength.

He wanted to say, Xiaoer, don't shout, I am listening to you, you are yours, if I want to call you, it is me, I will not bother with you.

Also, you are a little girl, how can I reward you for such ability?

He was so sleepy that he just wanted to sleep, but he knew vaguely that he couldn't sleep.

Waiter, don't learn from your grandfather. He can speak properly, but he has to pinch his throat, which is thin and sharp...

The King of England moved his fingers with difficulty, and then there was no movement, and he fell into chaos.

...

Yan Yu was the main force in digging stones.

She was the lightest, and her outer cotton coat had been taken off and thrown aside. At this time, she was wearing a single coat that was much shorter and squatted on the top of the stone pile and dug it with her hands.

The cloth wrapped around her hands was tattered and bleeding faintly.

Finally, a stone was moved away, and a little light black smoke floated out.

Yan Yu was stunned.

Screaming.

"It's through! It's through!

...

The hole is too small, only Yan Yu can get in.

She climbed in without hesitation.

She first found the location of the King of England according to her memory, touched the cloth on his body, confirmed that it was the King of England himself, and calmly stretched her arm in front of the King of England's mouth and nose.

It's not that she doesn't want to use her hands, but her hands are injured, numb, and not sensitive.

There is breathing!

Yan Yu's eyes lit up.

She rubbed her chest and put her little head over it.

There is a heartbeat!

In the dark, she was trembling with excitement.

Alive! The prince is still alive!

Tear!

The inner clothes can't be torn anymore, so you can only tear the trouser legs.

Yan Yu shook off the dust on it and gently covered the mouth and nose of the King of England.

Then she shouted: "I found the prince! The prince is fine!"

"Dig quickly, the prince is still alive, still alive!"

"God bless, God bless! "

The people outside seemed to come alive all of a sudden, noisy and talking at once.

The light-transmitting hole grew bigger little by little.

When the King of England opened his eyes, he saw this scene.

The waiter dragged him with his back to the only light in the darkness.

The light and shadow were hazy and flickering.

Just as he was about to speak, something fell into his mouth, all dregs, and he could only spit it out with force...

It hurt to roll over the rocks, and bumps and bruises were inevitable. The King of England realized belatedly that the waiter had put a cotton coat under him and tied him up with a cloth strip.

From the cave After being dragged out, the King of England finally saw the light of day.

His mind was relaxed, and dizziness struck again.

Before fainting, the King of England was still thinking about a question.

Why did the waiter drag him backwards?

The feet went out first, and the head was behind.

Who taught her to drag people like this!!!

...

This time, no one objected when Yan Yu said she wanted to change places.

Because of them, the prince almost died in the cave. The guards felt very guilty and felt inferior to Yan Xiaoer.

The King of England was in a coma, and Yan Huaiwen was awake. This Mr. Yan was favored by the prince, and how the King of England treated him was all up to him. In their eyes.

Mr. Yan was wounded in the head and bled a lot. Although the bleeding stopped for the time being, he started to feel hot after the bumpy ride and heavy rain.

On her pale face, there were two blushes, her eyebrows and eyes were like clouds, gorgeous but not vulgar, suppressed by the cold and frosty indifference, and her eyes were dark and deep.

When he looked at her, it was as if she was dazzled by a bone mirror.

This person didn't speak, but no one could ignore his existence.

Yan Xiaoer took over the team very naturally.

She was Mr. Yan's nephew and the godson of Eunuch Wang. She was the last one to kill the enemy and saved the King of England. Life.

She also gave several instructions, all of which were appropriate and everything seemed to be going smoothly.

Yan Yu counted the number of people and rearranged them into groups.

She also ordered people to get materials nearby and tie up a few simple stretchers.

She initially judged that the uncle should have been hit on the head and had some concussion, although he had been trying not to say anything.

What was more troublesome was the fever.

She suspected that the wound was not treated properly and became inflamed.

The heavy rain made the situation worse.

The injury on the head of the King of England was better than that of the uncle, and there was no fever at present, which was really good news, but he had not cleared the nicotine, so he was still sleeping.

Several other guards in the cave were also poisoned to varying degrees by the nicotine. The most serious one was already dead when he was dragged out.

The few who were rescued are now as soft as dough and can hardly walk.

Yan Yu believes that the reason why the King of England was able to escape was probably because he was originally injured and had been lying unconscious on the ground.

The low position and steady breathing rhythm mean that the amount of air that needs to be exchanged is also low. It can be said that he is blessed with a long life.

Among the team of more than 30 people, six of them cannot move on their own.

Those who have knife and arrow wounds on their bodies, as long as they can still walk, are not qualified to say that they are injured.

Yan Yu treats them like good people.

No one dares to say a word of disapproval.

Look at Yan Xiaoer's two hands, bloody and fleshy, with small stones buried in them, the flesh on both sides of the wound is turned over by blisters, the flesh is white and bloody, and there is also dust that cannot be cleaned, mixed together, hideous and dazzling.

It is hard to imagine that this is a child's hand.

"How long have the scouts been there?" Yan Yu sat cross-legged on the stretcher of the King of England.

As a prince, his specifications must be higher than those of ordinary people, and his simple stretcher is the widest.

The King of England lay on one side, and she was small anyway, so she sat cross-legged on the other side.

The longbow, quiver, and knife were neatly placed in front of her, so that she could reach them if something happened.

Fortunately, the King of England was dizzy now, otherwise he would not know what he would think if he turned his head and saw these.

Or, feel especially safe?

Yan Yu thoroughly implemented her uncle's instructions.

She didn't know that the King of England woke up once when he was dragged and had seen her.

Yan Yu remembered it very much, and she had to let the King of England see her the first time he woke up!

This should be yesterday's update, keep 2 first, and there will be one more later, don't wait, watch it together in the morning~

Didn't Zhai Zhai update 3 yesterday? I was very happy. It happened that the drama I was following before had ended, so I wanted to finish it, and I was very excited (*^▽^*)

Then I saw Shenma! What the hell! It's so frustrating, the hero and heroine are all dead, the supporting characters I like are all dead, the whole team is wiped out ah ah ah ah ah!!! The otaku is going crazy, the otaku is vomiting blood, the otaku is crazy~

Scriptwriter, come out, I will beat you to death!!!

Guideline drama title: "One Thought Across the Mountain"

嘤嘤嘤, my dears, the otaku is so pitiful o(╥﹏╥)o Save more monthly tickets quickly, and vote for the otaku when the monthly number doubles at the end of the month to calm him down! ~ (The otaku who is crying and criticizing)