Childe, my subordinates don't know! ”

Liufeng shook his head again and again to argue, "It's this little girl who rushed over by herself......"

"Yes, Childe, the slave can testify!"

Xiao Nan beside him also hurriedly echoed.

Looking at the two people who were helping each other, the first word couldn't help but shake his head and glared at the two of them.

pursed his lips and thought about it for a while, but he opened his slender legs, slowly walked to the little girl, and squatted down gently.

The man was about to reach out to take the little girl's pulse, but a young woman hurried from the side and stopped him.

"This son! My young child is terminally ill...... It's better not to touch it, it's contagious! ”

"It doesn't matter."

First didn't look up at her.

He only continued to reach out and easily grabbed the little girl's wrist, and began to check his pulse.

After a while, he was stunned, and his reddish-brown eyes glared in disbelief.

In the next second, the bottom of those delicate eyes was suddenly overflowing with a thick and complex color.

Seeing Xiang Xing's curiosity, he was very curious.

If it weren't for the fact that the atmosphere was so serious right now, she really couldn't help but want to go up and ask a few questions.

Soon, however, the man slowly raised his head and looked at the young woman.

He asked in a deep voice: "This lady, does your young child practice martial arts?" ”

“…… Yes? ”

The young woman was stunned by his question, and after a while, she shook her head slightly, "We are all like this, and our lives are relatively poor on weekdays, how can we have the leisure to let our children practice martial arts......

“…… That's it. ”

Hearing the woman's reply, Xiang Xing was even more surprised when he saw the first words.

And he paused for a while, but continued to ask, "Then, when did Qing'er get sick?" ”

"This ......"

This question seems to have asked the woman's sadness.

I saw a flash of sadness in her eyes, and she suddenly sighed heavily, shook her head and spoke.

"In our family, Qing'er's father fell ill first...... Then, Qing'er didn't know if she was infected by her father or what, a few days ago, after returning from picking wild vegetables from Mount Nasimmon, she also had symptoms of this infection. ”

"We are only shallow in our studies, and we don't know what this plague is, as long as there are such symptoms of paleness, black lips, and convulsions all over the body, it means that death is not far away......"

The woman spoke, wiping away her tears, and turned to point to a raging fire not far behind her, "No, her father has just been cremated...... I think my poor Qing'er will die soon......"

With that, she began to weep.

When the little girl saw her mother crying, she also cried with Wow.

First Ci obviously had never seen such a picture, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he suddenly heard the sound of clothes rustling behind him.

I saw that his queen, who also came over at some point, slowly squatted down beside him.

Immediately, he took out an oiled paper bag from his sleeve and opened it carefully.

What is wrapped there is her favorite and most precious dates and red bean cakes, which he doesn't even let him taste.

But at this time, she pinched a piece of pastry directly from the oiled paper bag and sent it to the crying Qing'er.

"Xiao Qing'er, you stopped the carriage when you were hungry......

She smiled shallowly at the little girl, her voice was soft and gentle, as moving as a silver bell, "This is for you to eat, don't cry." ”

“…… Thank you sister! ”

The sweet fragrance of the pastry rushed into Qing'er's nose in an instant.