Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

When Li Xin is idle, he will walk along the edge of the oasis.

This is a very wonderful thing.

As if an invisible barrier shrouded the oasis. A thin line is separated, outside the barrier is the sky full of yellow sand and dead silence; inside the barrier is full of vitality, although it is not the fragrance of birds and flowers, it has a taste of a paradise at any rate.

When Li Xin squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, he couldn't help asking himself: Do you dare to go out? Walk into this piece of sand?

No matter how long the silence and hesitation, his answer is dare not.

After wrestling with this Gobi for nearly half a month, he has clearly realized its terribleness and also realized his insignificance. He struggled in the endless drying up, and his body was tortured violently. This piece of Gobi did not seem to have been seen, and he did not give any response.

He almost thought he was really going to die a second time.

With this kind of mood, no matter how much dried fish and water he prepared, he didn't feel that he was ready to enter the wind and sand again to find a way out.

Moreover, the most critical point is that there are only seven of them. Whether carrying food or water, there is an upper limit on the weight. Especially for water, it sinks by itself. The wooden kettle they made was even heavier, too heavy and could not hold much water. Even if everyone brought two or three pots of water, it wouldn't last long.

Therefore, in the process of making dried fish and containers, Li Xin gradually understood one thing.

Perhaps it is impossible for them to leave this Gobi on their own. His only hope is that maybe Li Shimin will send someone to search and rescue. Bao Hong may not fail to understand this. Catching and drying fish with enthusiasm may be just a little pastime they find for themselves, as if they are really working hard to accumulate hope of survival, so as to slightly relieve the anxiety in their heart, so as not to fall into despair.

Moreover, in the past few days, Bao Hong and others' enthusiasm for catching fish has dropped significantly. They have also begun to tire of this illusion that seems to be able to escape.

The shadow of despair began to loom over everyone, only Tang Jian had a good mentality. He started to teach Runniang to read and write on the ground with a tree branch. Although Runniang learned a lot of characters from Li Xin, they were not systematic, and Li Xin's level was no better than Tang Jian's seriousness. Confucian scholar?

The days passed day by day.

At the beginning, Li Xin felt that they would be found within half a month. Later, he felt that this time should be put into one month, after all, the Gobi Desert was so wide and almost endless. Later, he couldn't help but start to wonder-did Li Shimin send someone out to search and rescue them? Could it be that you gave up all of them very easily?

Yeah, it's been so long, and Chaozhong must have thought they were dead, right? Just to collect the corpse, there is really no need to spend so much effort. You can withdraw it by pretending to search, right?

Li Xin smiled mockingly.

Will Youlan cry after hearing about these things? Sure, his eyes were swollen from crying. Maybe I will go to the palace to ask Li Shimin to search again... Empress Changsun will help me comfort her, right?

I don't know if Wang Gui will cry for me secretly? Where is the old hooligan Cheng Yaojin?

Thinking of these people, Li Xin suddenly couldn't imagine how they would cry.

Maybe they won't cry.

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