The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Hai Weilan felt pain all over her body, it was hot, like countless sand and gravel rubbing against her body, it was very uncomfortable.His throat was also tight and dry, as if it was about to smoke.

"Squeak..."

Vaguely, she felt a fluffy thing rubbing against her cheek, a little itchy.She drove the thing away, and when she moved her arm, she felt a burning pain.

The brain was stimulated by the pain and quickly woke up.When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of small black eyes.With gray-brown fur and a big tail, it was the little squirrel who had led her the way before.

Seeing her wake up, the little guy immediately turned around, wagging his big tail and yelled, "Squeak..." The voice was high and cheerful. [

Following its cry, footsteps came from far and near, "Girl, are you awake?" The voice of a young man.

Hai Weilan followed the prestige and saw a strangely dressed person.The reason why he is strange is that he is wearing animal skins all over his body, and the tailoring skills are extremely bad, it can't be called sewing at all, he just draped it on his body with hemp rope.

Looking up, it is a very handsome face, only 27 or [-] years old, with a badly shaped animal skin hat on his head.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, the man laughed, "Maybe the girl doesn't remember what happened before?" He showed two rows of neat and beautiful teeth.

Hai Weilan blinked her eyes, she remembered that she dragged Yue Shubo forward to follow the little squirrel, and then saw a figure, grabbed the man's leg and said something, then fainted.

"It was you who saved me?" As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice was as dry as cracked silk, so unpleasant that even she herself was startled.

The man nodded, "Exactly!"

"Where's Xiaoyue?" Hai Weilan asked anxiously.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized, "Is that young master you mentioned? He's over there!" He pointed and pointed.

Hai Weilan looked along his fingers, and saw a person lying on the wooden bed next to him, it was Yue Shubo, although his breathing was weak, he was still alive, and her high-hanging heart relaxed slightly.

This is the time to look around, this is a very small wooden house, only one.There is a bed at the bottom, which is the one where Yue Shubo sleeps, and she is lying on a table, covered with her cotton cloak.

There was a poorly made chair beside the table, and there was not much else in the house. . . .