He was locked in a box as a prank.
The man didn't dare let him die.
Every once in a while, they would open a crack and throw him some buns and fruits.
He shouted desperately.
No one responded.
"Mother! Save me, mother, where are you? Wuuuuu, Huan'er is so scared!" Little Junhuan was clapping and crying in the box.
His mother was locked in a room in the cold palace, banging on the door like crazy: "Huan'er, where have you been? My Huan'er!"
On a thundering night, he finally fainted in the box and lost consciousness.
When he woke up, he had already returned to his mother's room.
This experience became his eternal pain.
Every time he came to a dark and claustrophobic space, he felt difficulty breathing, blurred consciousness, and even engaged in self-harm.
He was careless when he went down to the stove this time.
"Your Highness, from what happened just now, it can be seen that you have claustrophobia. Don't go to such places in the future." Seeing the color on Duan Junhuan's face, Gu Yufei finally felt relieved.
"Come, have a bun and rest for a bit. There's no rush for the puzzle. Although I really want to win the competition, your health is the capital of the revolution, and it's the most important thing."
Gu Yufei handed over a red bean paste bun.
If something happened to Prince Duan and her, he would also be implicated.
"Thank you. Actually, I got this just now when I was inside." Duan Junhuan spread out his palm.
Inside is a puzzle.
“Oh my God!”
This was an unexpected gain.
The two now have four pieces of the puzzle in their hands.
"What does this mean? It looks like a flower, but also like some kind of pattern." Gu Yufei moved closer to Duan Junhuan, her breath blowing on his palm, making it itchy.
Duan Junhuan clasped his hands together and said, "I know what this pattern means. Come with me."
"So fast? You're amazing." Gu Yufei praised.
She felt that the valuable prize was getting closer and closer.
When the two walked out of the imperial kitchen, Fu Xiuqi and the others were no longer outside.
Gu Yufei and Duan Junhuan stayed in the imperial kitchen for an hour. It was now noon, and there were still two hours left before the end of the game.
Duan Junhuan took Gu Yufei forward.
Finally we stopped beside a well.
The pattern engraved on the well cover is the one you saw on the puzzle just now.
"It's really interesting. Do they want us to jump into the well?" Gu Yufei joked.
"Yes, that's what they mean. But going down doesn't necessarily mean jumping. There are many ways."
"Your Highness, you are not kidding, are you? The wellhead is so small. Once we go down, how will we get out?" Gu Yufei took a step back.
"Zhang Ling knows all my weaknesses, and he designed the puzzle pattern like this on purpose. From the beginning in the cold palace to now, including the well, they are all things I fear. He wants me to give up when I encounter difficulties." Duan Junhuan lowered his eyelashes.
Having said this, he bent down habitually again.
Inferiority, fear, discomfort, and other complex emotions came flooding over.
"Don't be afraid, at worst I can go down. I'm lighter than you, so you can pull me up. If you go down, I won't be able to pull you up." Gu Yufei sympathized with Duan Junhuan.
"I am a man, how can I ask a woman like you to take risks?" Duan Junhuan was afraid of wells.
Gu Yufei could see the fear in his eyes.
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