The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

I was suddenly kidnapped and brought here by a horse thief, and I had to find a way to get out, but I was tied up all over and couldn't move, what should I do?

Lin Nuanxi bumped into Nazhen beside her: [Nazhen, how are you? ]

[Miss Nuanxi, I'm afraid. ] Nazhen Dawa is just a teenage girl, and of course she will be afraid when she meets the vicious gang of horse thieves.

She is just a civilian, even if she is killed here, the Tibetan government will not pay much attention.

[Don't be afraid, those guys dare not do anything to you. ] Lin Nuanxi's firm tone conveyed a reassuring sense of security: [Let me figure out a way. ]

Looking around the yurt, Lin Nuanxi's gaze was fixed on a lamp holder by the side of the yurt.

The top of the wax plug is a columnar sharp thorn.

A bright and sharp flash flashed at the bottom of her amber eyes, and Lin Nuanxi touched Nazhen again with her elbow.

[Nazhen, stand up against me, move lightly. ] Lin Nuanxi looked at Nazhen and meowed over there.Nazhen cleverly realized what she was doing and nodded.

The two cooperated with each other and moved carefully, Lin Nuanxi's back hurts, and she tried her best to get the lamp holder.

Sitting back in place, Lin Nuanxi used the mirror on the opposite side to reflect her bound wrist, and fiddled with something patiently and slightly carefully with sharp thorns.

The cloth fan outside the yurt was lifted up by a big hand, Lin Nuanxi stopped the movement quickly, and firmly held the candlestick in his hand.

[Roble, what are you doing in such a hurry?Come over for another bowl! ]

[The two of them were bound so tightly that they couldn't escape! ]

Nazhen looked at the hand holding the cloth fan in fear, her heart pounding into her throat, if Roble came in now, then she and Lin Nuanxi would be in trouble.

Closing her eyes, Nazhen shook her body, silently begging for prayers in her heart.

Compared to Nazhen, Lin Nuanxi's complexion was extraordinarily quiet, her beautiful eyes were stained with the sharp aura of Beitang Yaori.

Fortunately, that hand hesitated for a while, put down the cloth fan and retracted it, and did not enter the yurt.

Lin Nuanxi let out a breath slowly, and continued with the movements in her hands.

[Patter! ] Feeling that her arm was loosened by a tension and soreness, Lin Nuanxi knew that she had succeeded!

[Miss Nuanxi, the rope is open! ]

[Shh——] Lin Nuanxi made a silent gesture and shook her head at her.

Lin Nuanxi is very clear about the situation outside.A dozen fat and strong men were simply not something the two little girls could handle.

Lin Nuanxi carefully opened a slit to look outside. There was a circle of men sitting around the campfire, and there were a few guards beside the horses.

Lin Nuanxi was silent for a while, then turned to look at Nazhen, sizing up the Tibetan robe on her body: [Nazhen, let's change our clothes. ]

Nazhen didn't know what Lin Nuanxi was going to do, but she nodded obediently, and changed clothes with Lin Nuanxi.

Lin Nuanxi straightened her hair in front of the mirror, with a calm face on her delicate face: [Nazhen, no matter what I say for a while, just listen and do as I say. ]

[ Um! ] Nazhen nodded again, feeling a little scared in her heart.

Lin Nuanxi patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, turned around and walked outside the yurt.

Nazhen heard all kinds of exclamations from the men outside.

[To be able to untie the rope by myself, this little hoof is not easy! ]