Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

The moment the body soars, Ji Rao wakes up for a moment.

He was stupidly listening to the wind on the edge of his ears, and felt that he had fallen off the cliff, which was a stupid thing that had never happened before.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a cave.

There was a fire nearby, crackling.

Jirao tried to sit up, but when he moved, his head seemed to be filled with sand.

Then he found out that he was dizzy, and so was his leg.

Reluctantly, he sat up and found that his clothes were gone and replaced with a coarse linen dress. My legs were bound with sticks and herbs. I think I fell off the cliff and broke my leg.

But why does this hole look familiar?

He suddenly remembered that in the original text, Song Qing jumped off the cliff in order not to let languid and collect his clothes. Fortunately, he was caught by a tree and was saved from death. Later, he was picked up by the leading character who escaped and was injured. In the cave, Song Qing couldn't endure the fragrance of love. They had a spring night together

If you remember correctly, the cliff that Song Qing jumped on at that time seemed to be Fumo mountain

Creak, creak.

The sound of shoes stepping on the leaves came from the cave entrance. Ji Rao turned her head and saw a tall figure.

"You are awake."

Ji Rao saw that person's moment Leng Leng, in the heart faintly has a guess, "who are you?"

The man put the firewood, hare and fish down, went to jirao and squatted down in front of him. His eyes were as bright as the whole starry sky, so that people could relax when they saw it.

I have to say, this man is really good-looking. Different from the languid demon, the song and Qing Dynasty's purity is that kind of traditional sense of good-looking, sword eyebrows and stars, beautiful peerless, as if the carved face has a faint smile, like the bright moon in the night sky. But if you look closely, you can accurately detect the king's aura emanating from him, which is caused by the small environment, and can not be developed overnight. Even if he wears such ordinary clothes, his broad shoulder and narrow waist figure can completely hold his aura.

This face, such a big golden finger! Is he

"In the banquet hall."

Ji Rao

It was really him.

Now he took the plot biased, although it was unintentional, but did not let Song Qing with the banquet court "a room charming", also reached his expectations.

"Where are my clothes?"

Yan Ting's suspicious blushed, "I found you in the stream the other day. At that time, your clothes had been scratched and were still soaking in the water. I was afraid that you would suffer from cold, so I changed them for you. Your leg is broken. You need to take good care of it. Don't walk around these days. "

Jirao inhaled her airtight nose and fell into deep thought.

The protagonist is worthy of the protagonist's acceptance. He fell down and was forked by a branch. He fell down and threw himself into the water. Now it's cold. Soak in the water for a night, no matter what kind of aphrodisiac you have, it's all frozen and soft.

"Cough." Coughing, the Banting turned to fiddle with the fires.

Ji Rao stood up and looked outside. It was dusk. "How long did I sleep?"

"Two days." The banquet court took out a dagger from the strap tied on his leg, skilfully peeled the rabbit, dissected the abdomen, and pulled out the viscera. He took time to ask, "do you want a rabbit or a fish?"

"Rabbit."

He hates to be picky.

"Go and make a fire." Yan Ting raised his chin and pointed to the two flints on the ground.

Master Ji, who is well respected and well behaved, can't do these things. He hasn't lit a match for a long time.

The banquet court turned his head and looked at it, but he couldn't move his eyes.

The man's fingers were long and white, with distinct bony joints and flint twirling on the tip of his fingers, which made him feel blasphemous. Such a good-looking hand should not be such a rough job.