Chapter 822: The Emperor Loves to Listen to Stories from the Palace (33)
Oh, eat slowly, don't choke. ”
Xiang Xing took a step forward, and his little hand covered Qing'er's back without hesitation, and gently followed her for her.
After taking the kettle handed by Xiao Nan, he handed it to the little girl.
Her series of actions made the men on the side stunned.
Although he could feel some sympathy and pity from her, for some reason, from his intuition, he inexplicably detected more-
Get used to it and empathize with it.
…… Empathy?
The first word couldn't help but wonder once again about his ability to observe words and colors.
She is the daughter of the prime minister, one of the most famous and noble women in the huge imperial city, how can she empathize with this?
Thinking about it, the man's thin lips pursed lightly, and his gaze at Xiang Xing became deeper and more profound.
Could it be that it was really as he originally thought?
This star is not the other star.
However, the idea of the first word was soon broken by the sudden situation on the scene.
"Ahh ——”
A terrible woman's scream suddenly came from the other side of the carriage.
The crowd couldn't help but follow the prestige, only to see a young woman dressed in coarse cloth, as if she had a sudden attack, falling directly to the ground, constantly convulsing and rolling.
But the people passing by around seemed to have seen some monster, and no one dared to step forward to help, but coldly avoided looking into the distance.
"When will this hard day come to an end......
When Qing'er Niang saw this scene, she cried even more sadly.
Seeing this, the first word seemed to be unable to hold back any longer.
He suddenly made a quick move, snatched back the kettle from Xiao Qing'er's hand, and threw it aside.
Then he grabbed her little hand again, and the other hand was suddenly clenched, leaving only the index and middle fingers.
Xiang Xing was stunned, only to see that he suddenly closed his delicate and slender eyes, and his thin lips moved, as if he had something to say.
In just a moment, she faintly felt that there was an extremely deep internal breath fluctuation in his body.
It wasn't until the man finished reciting the mantra that his two fingers quickly moved towards Xiao Qing'er's pulse.
What happened next couldn't help but make Xiang Xing dumbfounded.
First of all, she could naturally see that the first word was to input internal force into Xiao Qing'er.
And under the guidance of his inner breath, the twitching frequency of this little Qing'er's body has slowed down more and more!
Even the pale face was faintly ruddy......
It didn't take long for Xiao Qing'er to be extremely comfortable, and after exhaling heavily, she leaned into her mother's arms and fell asleep very peacefully.
When the crowd was stunned, they saw the first man get up quickly again and walked towards the screaming woman.
Doing the same thing also calmed her symptoms and allowed her to sleep comfortably......
“…… Wife! Wife! ”
Seeing that the woman was quiet, a tall and rugged man suddenly rushed over from the crowd of onlookers and embraced her into his arms.
Looking at the first word, his eyes were full of shock, "This, this son, you, what method did you use to stop my lady's illness??" ”
“……”
The first word didn't answer him, only got up coldly and returned to Xiang Xing's side.
Xiang Xing silently raised his eyes, looked at him, and then looked at the strong man with a confused face.
I can understand it in my heart.
When this young lady became ill, she saw this strong man in the crowd, watching indifferently with the people.
At this time, seeing that his wife's condition was stabilized, he came out to perform a flounder love.
Tut.