No dreams all night.

The next morning, An Hao was awakened by the messy footsteps running outside the tent.

"Hurry up, have you called 120? When will the ambulance arrive?"

"This person floated down from the upstream. It seems that he has been soaking for a day. I still don't know if he can be rescued when the ambulance arrives!"

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"Let's go, carry the stretcher over!"

There was a mess outside, only the last sentence, An Hao heard it.

It was the security team captain yesterday, named Zuo Yi.

When An Hao took care of himself and left the tent and looked in the direction of the noise, he only saw a few figures that had left hurriedly on the road she was going up the mountain, carrying a stretcher and descending the mountain road.

It happened that Xiao Feifei looked here, her face looked a little ugly. An Hao walked over, "What happened?"

"When Captain Zuo was practicing in the morning, he found a person from the pool under the waterfall there. He only breathed a sigh of relief and his body was soaked in water! Our team doctor couldn't handle it, so Captain Zuo beat 120!"

An Hao frowned. It was not a good sign that this happened early in the morning.

"Okay, okay, you should do whatever you should do! Today, no one is allowed to discuss this for me from now on!" Professor Mo, wearing a black charge suit, left the tent and his voice lit up. Everyone who was still whispering was suddenly dispersed and they all became busy.

An Hao nodded to Xiao Feifei, went back to the tent to raise her computer, and the two went to the work tent together.

Several people were already sitting on the chairs around the conference table and burying their heads for dinner. Seeing An Hao and Xiao Feifei coming over, Zhang Yu looked up from the bowl and pointed at an angle to An Hao, "The porridge and buns are there, just go and get it yourself!"

An Hao served a bowl of porridge and brought back two buns, and sat next to Murong Jing.

A small jar of transparent glass was pushed by one hand next to me, "Sugar, add whatever you want!"

An Hao thanked him, scooped a spoonful of white sugar and put it into the porridge, stirred it gently clockwise, and then picked up the bowl and took a sip.

The movements around paused at this moment, and the sound of drinking porridge and chewing buns was like pressing the pause button!

Everyone's eyes fell on An Hao's hand without exception.

The hands were slender and fair, and even the joints were exquisite and exquisite. The nails were slightly pink and luster. At this moment, with a little finger up, holding the light blue shredded ceramic bowl, giving them the feeling of a blue field jade cup. The natural elegance made everyone seem to see the square etiquette engraved in their bones, and they couldn't take their eyes off for a moment!

This is the second time they have had a meal with An Hao, but no matter when they meet, they will be shocked and feel that they have been so vulgar after so many years!

An Hao herself was actually a little helpless. Her etiquette in her past and present life was inherited from the eldest princess' mother. The royal etiquette has always been cumbersome and meticulous. She has been serving as the princess for eighteen years, and this aspect of etiquette has been engraved in her bones, and she turned around and was reborn and brought with her.

She still remembers that when she was just learning to eat when she was a child, An’s mother was shocked. Fortunately, the two of them didn’t think much about it, and just thought it was because of An Hao’s nature. After all, An Hao has been different from other children since she was born. Two big-hearted parents only thought that An Hao was born with premature wisdom, and An Hao just let it go.

Fortunately, everyone was stunned for only a few seconds. After An Hao put down the bowl and picked up the bun and started to chew, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and focused on dealing with the food in front of them.

Today, I have to go to the tomb as planned. How can I not fill my stomach?

Thinking of this, the sound of eating during the meal was deliberately lighter.

After An Hao finished eating the bun, he drank the porridge in the bowl and looked at Professor Mo who had just finished eating and was wiping his mouth with a tissue: "Professor Mo, what task do I have today?"

Mo Yunkong's face froze. According to his idea, he didn't know how many days it would take to complete the pictures. As a result, he completed the workload of several days on the afternoon of the day he came. At this moment, he really didn't know what errands to give to the girl opposite him. After pondering for a moment, he said: "We are going to the tomb today. I heard your supervisor talk about it. You have a deep research on ancient relics. Are you interested in going to the tomb to see?"

Although An Hao looked calm and peaceful on the surface, she maintained a strong curiosity about any unknown thing. She immediately jumped in her heart when she heard this, and her eyebrows were bent back: "Okay!"

"Then your clothes are not good!" Murong Jing turned his head and looked at An Hao's clothes, and suddenly said, "You'd better change into clothes that are convenient for movement, change your shoes to high-top boots, and tie your hair up. In short, how convenient it is! If not, I can lend you my clothes first!"

An Hao was slightly stunned. He glanced at Murong Jing, who was still cold and said these words, "Thank you, I have to take care of myself, let's go and change it now!" He said that, nodded to everyone, got up and left the tent!

"Xiao Anhe, people of this era dare to dig the graves of their ancestors. I really don't know what to say!"

On the way back to the tent, the little bell's voice of sighing sounded in Anhao's mind, but Anhao was sure that he heard the excitement hidden in this guy's tone.

"The times are trending, this is supported by the state!" An Hao lifted the curtain of the tent, chatted with Xiao Ling while changing clothes, and soon got ready for equipment.

Not only that, she also prepared a small backpack with a small dagger inside, a small camera with high-power clearness, a pair of gloves that looked very smooth on the surface, and a pair of black-framed glasses that looked ordinary and could not be more ordinary on the bridge of her nose. Then she carried the strap of the backpack out of the tent.

Everyone had gathered in front of the big tent. When An Hao walked closer, everyone's eyes lit up unanimously. After seeing An Hao's gentle and elegant outfit in front of An Hao, the style suddenly turned into a cool and handsome style. The change between the two actually made people feel that it was not abrupt at all.

"Anhao, where did you buy your clothes?" Xiao Feifei suddenly rushed over and reached out to touch the pattern on the cuffs of Anhao's jacket. She thought that the two of them were not very familiar, so she paused and put down her hand, "It's really beautiful!"

The envy is simply beyond words!

There are no girls who don’t like beautiful clothes, but Xiao Feifei’s temperament is obviously much more direct, and she doesn’t even care about the occasion. Fortunately, Professor Mo hasn’t come out yet, and the people around him are doing their own things, and they don’t think Xiao Feifei’s actions at her youngest daughter are so out of style.

"I embroidered it myself!" An Hao was more relaxed than others when facing Xiao Feifei, "You have no place to buy it!"

"Oh, it's so regretful!"

Xiao Feifei's disappointment was beyond words.

Murong Jing came over and heard this conversation, and his face broke down.

When did the relationship between these two people become so good?

However, after she turned her eyes to Anhao, her eyes were shockingly bright, and to be more precise, she was fixed on the patterns of Anhao's clothes at a glance.

It's really good looking and special!

If she remembers it correctly, this pattern is safe in ancient costumes!

It was the first time she had seen someone embroidered it since she studied ancient clothing.

Murong Jing's guess was confirmed a little more.

My heart suddenly became excited!

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