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She had to pick wild fruits, prepare knives, and water to boil. There was no ice cube, she could only boil some tea and cool it in the lakewater behind the mountain. If she were to make some cold tea, she would have to run all over the place.

"F * ck, I have to buy a roasted pig's feet even for my own money!" This was the first time Nangong Waner was truly dissatisfied with his current life after transcending over.

Everything had been prepared, Nangong Waner reckoned that the man on the other side would be out hunting by this time, and the girls would probably have to put up a "show" as well. It was time for her, Nangong Waner, to show off and take the first pot of gold in the ancient times.

"Elder sister who looks like a Heavenly Immortal, you lack materials on the mountain. How about a cup of fruit tea to replenish some water on your skin?" Nangong Waner tried his best to promote her, while the other girls tried their best to either caress their forehead or look forward to it. Nangong Waner felt that it was a pity, "It's such a pity for these tender beauties, a broken sleeve wouldn't be able to catch the love cannonballs you release."

In addition to selling tea, Nangong Wan'er would also sit under a tree and admire the scenery. She would wave her fan with one hand and hit a melon seed with the other. "She squinted at the beautiful scenery ahead, sighing to herself," "What a beauty.

In front of them were Chu Xiuhan and Zi Ye, the guard he was carrying. Chu Xiuhan was currently sitting on the ground, ready to hunt. Such a simple picture could actually be made up by Nangong Waner who had read too many books in Diao Feng's painting: Man has love, Man has intentions, Qin Se and Ming.

Nangong Waner thought that this ancient folk's style was also so open, and when he thought about it, he became infatuated with himself. He looked at Chu Xiuhan and then at Zi Ye, "This little wife is also very pretty!" Nangong Waner did not hide anything and looked at Chu Hanxiu and Zi Ye, who were not far away.

From afar, Chu Hanxiu and Zi Ye seemed to have felt her gaze and turned their heads at the same time. Nangong Waner was momentarily startled, "Wow, how can you be so handsome?" Then, he carefully measured Chu Xiuhan's appearance, nose, cheeks and mouth. She turned her head and looked at Zi Ye, who was standing beside Chu Xiuhan. Zi Ye's body was a lot thinner, if not for the same solemn expression, he would have had the temperament of Young Noble Rise. If not for Long Yang's good looks, Zi Ye would have definitely been her husband's first choice.

Nangong Wan'er's eyes were wide open as she smiled heartlessly at Chu Xiuhan. Zi Ye, who was standing beside her, made a mental comparison. "Just as Chu Xiuhan was about to be laughed at by Nangong Wan'er, he saw her squinting her eyes at Ziye and making a hand gesture towards him. His face immediately turned cold as he said in a deep voice," You should go make dinner. If you can't, come back and sleep late.

As if struck by lightning, Zi Ye paused for a moment before continuing, "My lord, the back mountain …" "No bears..."

Chu Xiuhan looked at Zi Ye with an indescribable anger in his eyes, yet his expression was calm as he leisurely said, "If we don't try, how would we know? "Let's flip the entire mountain …" With that, he pulled out a dagger from somewhere and began to dismember the wild boar he had just killed this morning. Zi Ye knew that his master was furious. He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that it was just because that pretty village woman looked at him and told him to go over the mountain … How pitiful …

When Prince Zhan looked back at where she was, all the noble ladies became excited. They couldn't help but patch up their makeup and pretended to look back at him carelessly, trying to find out what he had said. Eyes... However … The Prince Zhan raised his blade and pointed it at a wild boar. The wild boar's stomach was cut open, blood and internal organs flowed onto the ground, and Prince Zhan's two beautiful long hands … He held the knife and stabbed it into the wild boar's body, stirring up the boar's blood and cutting it into pieces …

"Ugh …" Many ladies began to vomit, their faces pale. There were also many noble ladies who could not stand this bloody scene and fainted.

Nangong Wan'er had been trying her best to figure out what was going on and felt embarrassed afterwards. However, it only lasted for a moment," We are all sisters. We are all sisters. "Nangong Wan'er kept comforting herself. But it was still a bit awkward. Looking at Chu Xiuhan, who was dismembering the wild boar, he felt a bit embarrassed. He wasn't in the mood to look at the "Pig Slaughtering Painting" and ran back to his tent like a wisp of smoke.

Prince Zhan on the other hand, slowly put away his blade, washed his hands, and returned to his own tent.

"Hahaha, looks like I really am a genius in business." Nangong Waner counted the pieces of silver and copper coins in his pocket back and forth. Although fresh fruit tea was sold for one or two silver each day, it was much more expensive on the mountain than in the city, as resources were scarce. The noble ladies all spent lavishly, and Nangong Waner had made the stunt of offering free refresher cups, selling them for twelve cups on the first day.

"Little Silver, Little Silver, I love you two so much ~" Nangong Waner was planning to push out more sugar and mung bean water tomorrow, but she felt a little sleepy when she thought about it. She carefully laid beside the entire bed, arranged the pile of silver that she had been given. "Go to sleep. Little Silver, remember to call more friends tomorrow to look for Big Sister." After speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

That night, Nangong Waner's sleeping posture was extremely indecent, he was rolling on the bed until he landed on top of the silver, in his dreams, he frowned slightly and shouted softly: "Aiyo!" His sleepy eyes felt as if they were surrounded by a person. However, after a day of fatigue, his body was exhausted. His eyelids could not be opened. With a flip, he fell asleep again.

Chu Xiuhan was standing in Nangong Waner's tent coldly, looking at Nangong Waner's rolling back and forth, in deep thought. He only stood there quietly, and when Nangong Waner was almost awoken by the silver and cried out, Chu Xiuhan saw Nangong Waner raise his eyelids in a daze. Then Chu Xiuhan immediately disappeared.

On the second day, when Nangong Waner woke up, he felt refreshed and refreshed. Last night, the person who was hurt by the silver did not seem to be her.