"Hmm?" Long Yang turned to look at her, raising his eyebrows at the sight of her excited little face.
"This." Lu Liangwei took out his dagger and brandished it. "Your Majesty's dagger is sharp enough that chopping a few branches should be easy."
Before Long Yang could realize what her so-called idea was, in a flash, she had already retrieved a stack of branches, each as thick as a baby's arm, as well as a bunch of vines.
As he watched Lu Liangwei busying herself on the ground, Long Yang seemed to have thought of something. He walked over, squatted down beside her, and started to help.
Before long, a simple stretcher was ready.
Long Yang stared at the stretcher on the ground and asked hesitantly, "A raft?"
Lu Liangwei nodded. "You could say so, but I call it a simple stretcher." As she spoke, she dragged the stretcher over to where Chu Yi lay and beckoned Long Yang over. "Your Majesty, please give me a hand."
