"Look, I'm going to teach you how to use it. This is the remote control. Press it over there to change the channel. This is to adjust the volume."
She explained in detail. She was curious about the ancient people, but it was rare for her to teach them patiently.
Meng Xingchen, however, had one less task to do. He lowered his head to take the same stack of information from his backpack and read it.
"But, but, they were imprisoned and they still talked..."
Mo Li's voice was a little unbelievable, and she even felt uneasy as she sat there. She couldn't help but look back at Meng Xingchen from time to time.[
This made Han Xiaorou feel more and more like there was something going on between the two of them.
She coughed and said to her again: "Actually, it's just a recorded video. I'll take you to our set some other time and you'll understand."
She gave her the remote control and asked her to press it.
Unexpectedly, Mo Li stood up after pressing the next button, and even pulled Han Xiaorou up in excitement.
"Look, their clothes are similar to mine. Along the way, I finally saw my fellow villagers. If I find them, can I ask about the way back to the palace?"
As she said this, she went around to the other side to pull Meng Xingchen.
"Chenchen, do you think so? Do you know where they are?"
She pointed to the costume drama on TV with an eager look on her face.
Meng Xingchen and Han Xiaorou looked at each other and were both stunned. It was a very good and powerful costume drama.
"What's wrong? You can't find them either?"
Li Li waited for a while and noticed that their expressions were strange. She ran to the TV wall and stared at them without giving up.
Then he suddenly said to himself: "If I smash this open, I should be able to rescue them, right?"
This ancient princess turned out to be an activist. Before the two siblings behind her could react, they saw a blue and white porcelain vase placed by the stairs not far away.
She ran over, lifted it up without any effort, and actually threw it at the TV.
"Ah" Han Xiaorou screamed, standing barefoot on the floor, dumbfounded.
There was such a loud sound, accompanied by sparks flying and the sound of a vase breaking. Mo Li was startled and hid a few steps back. Unexpectedly, he stepped on his too-long skirt and fell to the carpet.