Yueqianlan looks at Xiaojun Moyuan like this. The more he looks, the more he feels that he is like a beautiful and delicate ceramic doll.
Yue Qianlan didn't expect that Jun Moyuan was so beautiful and lovely when he was a child.
She tried to shake Jun Moyuan's arm.
In her hoarse voice, she called out, "ah mo Wake up. Someone is coming to save us
Who knows, Xiaojun Moyuan didn't respond at all.
Month thousand LAN can't help but some flustered, she tentacles to touch his forehead, found that the temperature, more hot.
Will this man be burned?
In a hurry, the moon looked up to the palace people who were still grinding and chirping at the mouth of the well.
"Come down and save people, your highness is dying If something happens to him, none of you can run away... "
Yueqianlan tried to use a loud voice, but only the soft and waxy voice could be heard. There was no deterrent sound at all.
She was so annoyed that she swore in secret.
The old day will torture people. It makes her back to three or four years old. It's better to be a little older.
At this age, she has no deterrent at all, OK?
The palace people at the mouth of the well dare not delay.
They also felt that what the little doll said was very right.
So they immediately took a rope and put it down.
And then the eunuch pulled the rope down a little bit.
Eunuch down to the bottom of the well, he quickly want to break off the small Jun Mo yuan holding on the thousand LAN body small hand.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break the hand of Mo yuan.
Although the body is small, the age is small, the power that small Jun Mo yuan holds a month thousand LAN can be big.
The eunuch's forehead was sweating, but he couldn't open it.
He some despairing low voice shout small Jun Mo yuan: "Your Highness, Prince your highness, you let go, let the slave take you out."
Little Jun Mo yuan didn't respond at all, and the strength on his hand didn't decrease at all.
The month thousand LAN looking at, small Jun Mo yuan by eunuch break red mark.
She looked at the eunuch fiercely: "amo's hands are all fixed by you."
The eunuch was scared and sweated.
He became a bit of a lunatic.
The palace people above the wellhead are waiting anxiously.
Shouting, asking about the following.
"What's going on down there? Do you want to get rid of the ink and bring your highness up quickly? "
"Yes, what are you talking about? When your majesty comes, we'll all have bad luck."
"Hurry up, your highness It's too late. " The eunuch was so anxious that he was about to cry.
He kowtowed to Moyuan and prayed: "Your Highness, I beg you to let go. If you let go, the slave will be able to help you out
Yueqianlan frowns. The situation is very critical now.
Xiaojun Moyuan couldn't afford to delay. She said in a low voice: "you should let the people on it quickly and throw down a few more ropes. One on your highness, one on me, and then another on both of us. Let them work hard together and pull up together... "
Eunuch Leng Leng, he some surprised look up to the moon thousand LAN.
He did not expect that a three - or four-year-old girl would say such a clear word?
Moreover, there seems to be some truth in the method she said.
When Yue Qianlan saw that he was distracted, she quickly said, "what are you doing? Hurry to do as I say..."
As soon as this sentence came out, there was some kind of oppression, and it was like a surge towards the eunuch.