1949 Positioning, the stupid wolf

After posting the hundred posters, Feng Qingchen was exhausted. Just then, they came to a wooden house. Feng Qingchen sat on the ground and leaned on the Ninth Uncle to rest. It took her a long while before she had the strength to take out water and food from the smart medical bag.

"I hope they can find us soon. Otherwise, even if they don't starve to death, they will die of thirst." There are all kinds of treasures in this house, except for food.

Even if there was food, it would no longer be usable after so many years.

"Yes." Whether it is the Eighteen Riders or Xuan Shaoqi, they are not the kind of people who would sit and wait for death. Once they find themselves in this situation, they will definitely look for it everywhere. The only thing they are worried about now is the Snow Wolf.

"I hope Snow Wolf can be with someone, otherwise..." Feng Qingchen sighed softly, and the Ninth Prince held him on his lap: "Don't worry, Snow Wolf can follow our scent to find us."

"I hope so..." Thinking of the snow wolf's panicked scream before it fell, Feng Qingchen was really worried about it. You know, although the stupid wolf has a high IQ, it can't read.

Feng Qingchen felt a little drowsy after eating. He wanted to sleep on his sleeping bag, but the Ninth Prince held him in his arms: "Don't bother."

"It will be very tiring." After holding her for a whole night, the Ninth Prince's arms were sore.

"It's okay." The Ninth Prince covered Feng Qingchen with a blanket and said, "With me here, you can sleep peacefully."

After one month in the Imperial Mausoleum, Feng Qingchen had lost a lot of weight. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel bad for her. But they rarely had the chance to be alone, so even if they felt bad, they couldn't show it. It was a rare opportunity to be alone, and the Ninth Prince didn't want to miss it.

No matter how bad the conditions were, he wanted to give Feng Qingchen the best of everything.

"Okay then, call me when you're tired." Feng Qingchen yawned delicately, moved her body, and found a comfortable position in the arms of the Ninth Prince. Not long after, she fell asleep, and slept very soundly...

Since entering the Imperial Mausoleum, they have been living in fear every day. Even though they had not encountered any danger before, they were still living in the wilderness. Feng Qingchen did not dare to fall asleep at all and always remained highly alert. He would be startled at the slightest movement. Now...

Nestled in the arms of the Ninth Prince, Feng Qingchen felt very safe and naturally slept soundly.

Feng Qingchen slept peacefully, but Xuan Shaoqi and the Eighteen Riders couldn't fall asleep at all. They split up into groups of three or four. Xuan Shaoqi stayed with one of the Eighteen Riders. They walked around and found themselves always in different rooms, unable to find the direction or the way out, and even turned back.

What gave them the most headache was that every room was very bright. They could not tell the difference between day and night, nor did they know how much time passed. They only knew that they became hungrier and thirstier as they walked.

Hunger is bearable, but thirst is really uncomfortable. They urgently need to replenish water now, otherwise they will definitely die here.

"I can't walk anymore." These three people were lucky because they fell together and had someone to keep them company along the way.

"Look a little longer, maybe the young lady and the others are in the next room." The Ninth Prince was right. The Eighteen Riders would not sit and wait for someone to find them. As soon as they woke up and found that the walls of the house could be pushed open, they began to search one room at a time, but...

I'm totally lost!

"I'm so tired, let me lean on someone." The last man pounded his sore legs and leaned decisively against the wall. The moment he fell down, he remembered that he had to push the wall away again.

Sure enough, he fell into another room, but he was too tired to move. He just raised his eyelids and looked at this room full of crystals. When he raised his eyes, he was dumbfounded...

Paper?

There was a piece of paper on the wall, and there seemed to be words on it.

There is hope.

Now, his waist and legs no longer felt sore, and he quickly got up from the ground and walked forward to tear off the paper on the wall: "Hahaha, hahaha..."

God will not abandon me!

The other two came in, saw their companion laughing, and asked stupidly, "Are you crazy?"

Someone else responded in agreement: "No way, this house can drive people crazy. Are we going to take a madman away?"

"You're crazy, you're the one who's crazy, your whole family is crazy." The Eighteenth Rider, who got the paper, shook it proudly in his hand and said, "Look, what is this?"

"He's crazy indeed."

"Yes, but a madman won't admit he's mad."

"Bah! I can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. I'm not crazy." The man walked forward angrily and said, "Look, what is this?"

"Hey, the Ninth Uncle's handwriting?"

"This should have been written by the eldest lady." Another person pointed at the number and said weakly.

This word is so ugly.

"Yes, this is the writing of the eldest lady and the ninth uncle. They left a path for us. We just need to follow the instructions and find it." The Eighteenth Rider, who got the paper, was very proud and was about to push open the door, but was stopped by his companion: "Put the paper back before you leave."

They must have companions. If the paper is torn off, what will happen to the others?

"Oh, yeah, I almost forgot." The man slapped his head and slammed the paper against the wall with such force... it was impossible to tell how tired he was before that.

The other two smiled and shook their heads, thinking to themselves: Fortunately, they usually don't talk much in front of the eldest lady, otherwise, if the eldest lady knew that there was such a stupid idiot among their eighteen riders, she would definitely regret taking them from Young Marshal Si.

The same situation continued to happen. As time passed, Xuan Shaoqi and Shibaqi found the room with the note. They followed the instructions on the note and went to each room one by one. Soon they met each other in twos and threes.

"Seventh Brother, Ninth Brother, it's great to see you. I thought we were going to be wandering around this room forever and couldn't get out."

"Third brother is here too, that's great, I finally found you, let's go find the eldest lady quickly, I'm dying of thirst."

"Young Miss is really smart. This is a good idea. Otherwise, even if we were to spin until death, we might not be able to spin together."

As long as they find one, they will definitely find each other by following the note and will not wander around in these rooms until they die.

Seventeen people, you looked at me and I looked at their faces. Even though they were tired and hungry, their faces were filled with happy smiles.

Once they find the Ninth Uncle and the Eldest Miss, they won’t have to worry anymore.

Just as Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince were trapped in a honeycomb-like room, wandering around in the house, Madam Min once again contacted Liancheng's people.

There is no need to think about going out for the time being. Wang Jinling is watching too closely. Madam Min can only judge the current situation through some small things and then give orders.

This time her target is clear: Qin Baoer!

Qin Baoer was the fiancée chosen by Madam Min for the Ninth Prince, and she was also a woman raised according to her ideas. Qin Baoer was an extremely important chess piece to Madam Min, and it didn't matter even if the Ninth Prince didn't like Qin Baoer.

"Catch Qin Baoer!"

Madam Min knew very well how useful a stupid woman like Qin Baoer was!