After being picked up by the prince, Xiaojiaohua is wild and sassy

"Little Flowers" Picked Up in Chapter 1

Late at night in winter, the dark forest.

The young man with red lips and white teeth whistled and walked forward, halfway, when he tripped suddenly, he rushed forward a few steps before he managed to stabilize his figure.

The muscles of the young man's whole body tensed instantly, and his loose eyes suddenly became sharper. At the same time, his fingertips touched the dagger at his waist.

He has walked this mountain road nearly a hundred and eighty times, and he will not get lost with his eyes closed. He is 100% sure that there is nothing in this location when he went up the mountain.

Holding the dagger's cold gauntlet with his fingers, Zhong Liting's tense nerves were only relieved by three minutes.

He shouted in a low voice: "Who?!"

There was no sound in the silent mountain forest, so quiet that there was no sound of breathing.Zhong Liting frowned, and then relaxed.He took out the torch from his pocket and blew it on, and with the faint light of the torch, he vaguely saw that the person who tripped him on the ground turned out to be a person.

Zhong Liting couldn't help but lifted the fox velvet cloak on the back, knelt down, lit the fire pocket and took a closer look.

It was really a person, he looked like a child, he looked like he was only about ten years old, and he was curled up in the snow in a small and thin ball, covered in snow, his face was ashen, and his face was dirty. The color of Xi's small face was the same as that of the snow, and he hardly even breathed up and down, no wonder he didn't notice it.

"You won't die, right?" Thinking of this, Zhong Liting stretched out his hand and put his fingers together to feel the pulse of the man's neck.

The muscles and bones of the tentacles were a little cold, and the pulse was weak, but still beating.When he went to feel the pulse, the child still moved, and it seemed that there was still a little bit of consciousness remaining.

"Life is great." Zhong Liting muttered to himself.

In such a cold day, such a child, buried in the ice and snow, can still survive, but judging by the stiffness, if no one cares about it, he might not survive until dawn.

Save or not?
Zhong Liting frowned slightly, hesitating slightly.

This place is not too close to the camp. If it wasn't for the hot spring in the mountain, he wouldn't have traveled so far in the snow.

The snow-covered roads are slippery, and it is night. It would be too risky to bring more people.

Besides, this is still a child of unknown origin.

Zhong Liting thought over and over again, but still planned to do what he could.He straightened up, put away the fire bag, untied the cloak tie on his body with one hand, threw the thick cloak on the man in the snow, and sighed softly, "... I wish you good luck, little girl. "

I hope such a big little thing can last until dawn.

Zhong Liting was about to take a step forward, but as soon as his right leg took a step, his left leg couldn't move anymore.

He turned his head.

I saw the tenacity of the little girl on the ground who didn't know where it came from. She didn't even open her eyes, but she hugged his left leg with her survival instinct.It was like grasping at the last straw, the child's five fingers were gathered together, and he hugged tightly.

With a strong desire to survive, Zhong Liting moved his legs lightly, but failed to save his legs.

Zhong Liting bent down, tapped the back of her stiff and cold hand lightly, "Release."

He has principles, if he can't be saved, he can't be saved.

"Brother..." The whisper-like childish voice slid past the young man's ears by the wind, as soft as a feather, and Zhong Liting paused again.

He is the eldest son, with a bunch of half-siblings, but no one really calls him that.

"Is this relying on elder brother?" Zhong Liting's handsome eyebrows raised with compassion, and finally bent down.

"Come on, my brother will do a good deed that day."

……

"Well……"

The itchy fingers from the cold made the person on the camp bed gradually wake up from the drowsiness. She struggled to sit up from the hard bed, rubbed the itchy fingers, and the dull pain in her body gradually became clearer with the gradual awakening of consciousness , but it can't resist the real burning pain in the stomach.

Hungry and thirsty, his empty stomach writhed in protest to her.

Raising one hand to hold her stomach, the little girl forced herself to look around, with a clear daze in her eyes.

very strange environment.

Where is this place?
Why is she here?

The little girl licked her dry lips, trying to find something in her mind, but in fact, she couldn't even remember her own name.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps and conversation outside.

The little girl retracted into the quilt with some fear, and pulled up the quilt to cover her head.

"Huh, I'm exhausted from today's training. Those sandbags must be more than two pounds?"

"It's only two jun."

"Is that all??? Brother Ting, you are boasting too much."

The little girl secretly lifted a gap from the quilt, Gululu's big eyes were fixed on the direction of the entrance, only to see that the heavy felt curtain was pushed aside by a hand covered in a little mud.

Immediately afterwards, two young men in black training uniforms walked in one after the other.

It seems that they have just experienced a high-intensity training. Dust and mud coexist on the bodies of the teenagers. In the harsh winter, there are beads of sweat rolling down the faces of the two of them on their foreheads, but they can't stop the high spirits between their brows.

"You are too good." Zhong Liting said, his eyes glanced at the mud-stained felt, "Gou Weiling, keep your paws away from my curtain!"

Wei Ling: "...you can just wash it up, hehe..." As he was speaking, he suddenly found that the little girl who had been lying in the room all day and night woke up and was staring at them, his voice couldn't help but raise.

Immediately, Wei Ling couldn't help being filled with righteous indignation, "You picked up the dirty girl, what's wrong with your blanket if I touch it!"

Zhong Liting followed the sound and looked over, "Huh? Are you awake?"

The little girl stared blankly at the two, "Me, me?"

"Who else is here besides you?"

"Well," the little girl replied slowly, "...waking up."

Zhong Liting couldn't help laughing, "I'm awake, I've been occupying my bed for a day and a night, little girl, what about your family? Why did you pass out on the mountain alone?"

The voice was as clear as spring water, exceptionally pleasant to the ear, but the little girl froze for a moment, then shook her head blankly.

What mountain?Why is she on the mountain?
Zhong Liting and Wei Ling looked at each other in surprise.

Wei Ling patted his head and said, "Did you get some kind of fright? Where is your home? Someone can send you back, or someone can send a message that your family camp come to pick you up."

It could be seen that although the clothes she was wearing were dirty, they were soft in texture, not the kind of satin that ordinary people would buy and wear.

The little girl seemed a little nervous, watching them without speaking.

The tent fell silent, and Wei Ling couldn't help urging, "I'm asking you something, you girl..."

"You're still young, don't scare her." Zhong Liting raised his hand to stop Wei Ling with a warm smile, "If you don't say anything, I can only send you to see the official."

Wei Ling: "...???"

Who is scarier among them?

The little girl closed her eyes and tried hard to think, but the concept of home was blank in her mind: "I, I don't remember where home is..."

Wei Ling: "Huh? Are you kidding me?"

At such a big age, even my own family can't remember, how about playing with them?

The little girl thought hard for a while, and then suddenly hugged her head. There was a sharp pain inside, which made her unable to stop sobbing, "It hurts..."

Wei Ling blinked, and couldn't help scratching his head: "...Brother Ting, isn't your girl crying? I, I didn't say anything."

"It's not mine, it's picked up." Zhong Liting hadn't heard the sound of crying for a long time, so he clicked his tongue and raised his eyebrows, "Why are you crying, don't cry, just talk if you have something to say."

The little girl pursed her lips, suppressing the tears in her eyes, grabbed the quilt under her hands, and said anxiously: "I really don't remember..."

Zhong Liting took off the purse from Wei Ling's waist, stepped forward and took the little girl's hand, spread it out, wiped it clean, and poured half a bag of pine nut candy into her palm without blinking, "I'll give you candy... No Cried."

Many of the young soldiers in the barracks were greedy and their teeth were broken.Zhong Liting thought for a while, and picked up some more, leaving only two for the little girl.

Wei Ling said weakly: "...Mine."

Zhong Liting didn't hear it, and unceremoniously put the rest into his arms.

　Note: One jun is equal to thirty catties
　　
　
(End of this chapter)