Seeing Xiaobao grow like this, Ringbell couldn't help but applaud in his seat. In addition to the applause, she was so excited that she involuntarily drank a bowl of soup from the feast.

Before she could make another sound, she began to feel a little uncomfortable, her throat was swollen, and then, she couldn't even cough out, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

However, everyone was paying attention to Xiaobao's wonderful and counterintuitive tricks and tricks to subdue the seven big men, and no one noticed the abnormality of Princess Bell at the moment.

The bell had to be kicked with his feet to get people's attention.

However, sending out a distress signal like this had no effect, and she kicked a few more times with the strength of Saburo desperately, but the tables and chairs were very sturdy, and there was no movement at all.

Seeing that the breath inhaled was getting less and less, to almost none, the exhaled breath was quite happy, and the feet were already weak and weak......

Ringing instinctively: I was about to finish the game.

When there are many people, there are often mistakes and negligence, and the bell has become a victim of the vacancy in the lively crowd.

Baoyu only knew how to care about Qingwen's movements, although he was sitting next to Ringing, his eyes were wide open, and he was more involved than anyone else, and he didn't notice that Ringbell was in danger.

At the last moment of his dying breath, when he was almost out of breath, he thought of a bowl of hot, fragrant jajangmyeon. It is served with four plates of side dishes, including shredded red and white radish, red snow in the snow, slender bean sprouts, and a plate of pickled garlic.

Four dishes of red, white, green and yellow side dishes were buttoned to the freshly fried noodles, and a pair of wooden chopsticks were mixed and mixed vigorously, and the mouth that could not breathe in was already full of saliva.

This bowl of fried noodles had to be cooked for her by her grandmother, and through this noodle, she experienced the life of non-royal people.

Who would have thought that a dignified royal princess would not think of glory and wealth at the last breath, not about the flowers and candles in the cave room, but about the most common civilian meal in the capital - fried noodles.

A little girl who can make her life happier with just a bowl of fried noodles, why bother, she has to be ambitious and ashamed of the country?

That's the fate......

Bell closed her eyes with tears in her eyes, and she waited for the last one—the peace that would return after death.

Xiaobao is not as everyone can see, he is teasing a few big men. He's sincere, he's genuine!

It's just that his kung fu is his daughter's exercise - drunken flower boxing, which inevitably makes him use soft charm to soften the fighting spirit of these big men, and he has to use his light and elegant figure to solve the heavy burden of the big men's hearts.

No, it's not a solution, but an intensification, intensifying what happens when the big men face a charming pseudo-girl is a psychological struggle, as well as the senseless struggle generated by the psychological struggle and finally being forced to Liangshan by moral judgment......

At this moment, seeing that several big men are about to confess when they are being rectified......

Xiaobao is more confident.

Qingwen next to her suddenly opened her nostrils wide, and inhaled repeatedly and hard.

No one paid attention to Qingwen, and at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Xiaobao.

However, there was still one person who quickly discovered Qingwen's strangeness, and this person was Baoyu.

Baoyu stood up vigorously and ran towards Qingwen, because he felt Qingwen's nervousness from Qingwen's snorting action, and this nervousness also showed that something important was happening.

The vigilance level of this happened was relatively high, so that even Qingwen, who was not alarmed on weekdays, behaved abnormally.

Qingwen looked at Baoyu coming over and said, "No, there is no one in this room who is breathing." ”

Of course, Baoyu chose to believe Qingwen at the first time, and he hurriedly looked around, only to find that the body of the bell next to him had slipped out under the chair.

The man, with a pale face and closed lips, seemed to have closed his breath.

Baoyu pulled Qingwen away, and the two clumsily pulled the bell under the table and lay down.

At this time, everyone was cheering for Xiaobao, and no one paid attention to the scramble under the table.

Qingwen followed the first aid method learned in the group drill, and exhaled mouth-to-mouth to the bell.

Baoyu said, "Is your royal ban here to help?"

Qingwen said ashamedly: "There is no spiritual power left, I supported Xiaobao just now." ”

Ringing slowly woke up with Qingwen's help, and the first thing he said was: "Another bowl of fried noodles." ”

Before he could finish speaking, he spat out.

Qingwen pressed the temples of the bell and said, "Don't worry, I'll serve you food." ”

Here, Xiaobao has forced the big men into a corner, and the so-called corner of the wall is the spiritual defensive corner that the big Han has built up when his tolerance for Xiao Bao's soft charm has reached the limit.

This corner seems to be invisible, but it can squeeze the seven big men. Unless the big men have immunity to Xiaobao's performance, otherwise, the big men will not be able to withstand such torture, and sooner or later they will be able to recruit anything.

Xiaobao was very proud, mainly because he found that when he was about to succeed, Qingwen actually quit and didn't even play the role of assistant, which shows that the credit has to be his own.

If it were someone else, he might not care if there was help from others in his success, or whether he left traces of others, but for Xiaobao, he cared very much.

He hopes that the drunken flower boxing he has learned with great difficulty can really be his personal skills, not because of the assistance, guidance, or hints of others.

This means a lot to Xiaobao.

In Xiaobao's opinion, whether Qingwen deliberately avoided it when she understood her own careful thoughts, or whether she was simply a two hundred and five, she just walked away randomly. Anyway, Xiaobao is a great contributor alone, and there is nothing to do with Qingwen this time. Thinking of this, Xiaobao felt very cool.

Here, Qingwen was already wiping the soiled clothes for the bell, and even forced and forced the several main meridians of the bell with qi and blood almost unconsciously.

Qingwen secretly said to herself: "Alas, you can also repay the favor of the ancestors of the Great Zhou Dynasty by taking care of the bell and helping her wash her veins." ”

The bell that woke up not only did not look dumbfounded, but on the contrary, after a few meridians were washed, there was a sense of domination in the heart, as if she could dominate many matters in this world, and it was a matter of no small matter.

Because she is a royal bloodline with a mission.

Such a bell seems to have been slightly upgraded in intelligence, and when she saw Xiaobao drunk Huaquan to force confessions from seven big men, she felt a little shallow and a little lacking in confidence.

Surprised by the changes in his knowledge and ability, Ringing chose to remain silent, and for the first time, he had a sense of stability in his heart.