Feng Wange straightened his sleeves and said casually.

Qian Moling's gaze turned to Qian Tiaoxi, with a hint of doubt.

"Xi'er, why is she bothering you, is there some conflict between you?"

"Actually, it's not a big deal, but I met it when I went to the Four Kings' Mansion to thank you a few days ago, and there was a little friction."

"It's good that it's not a big deal, Pei Yuan's old boy feels sorry for his baby daughter, and he is as spoiled as an eyeball."

Qian Moling admired Pei Yuan a little, and when it came to the way to spoil his daughter, he was thousands of times more than himself.

Qian Tianxi suddenly felt a little unwell, and her beautiful little face was instantly entangled together, and it was terrifying to be white.

Feng Wange and Qian Moling noticed her strangeness at the same time, and hurriedly walked to her side, subconsciously supported her body, and said distressedly: "Xi'er, is it that the cold poison has attacked again, but there are still a few days before the middle of the month, and it is not because of the injury in the Three Kings' Mansion last time, so it was advanced." ”

"First help Xi'er to rest on the soft couch in the flower hall, and I'll go to contact Rong Ze, how is this good?"

Qian Moling opened her mouth tremblingly, her face became extremely ugly in an instant, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, she suddenly ran out of ideas, and ran towards the outside of the flower hall, and there was no figure in an instant.

With the help of Fiber Dyeing, Feng Wange slowly walked to the soft couch in the flower hall with the help of Qian Tingxi, frowning and wishing to wring out the water.

Xianyun hurriedly brought a cup of hot tea from the table on the side and served Qian Tianxi to drink it.

"Xi'er, do you feel better?" Feng Wange asked with great distress.

Qian Tingxi was lying on the soft couch, his eyes were half-closed, he felt that his internal organs were shrouded in a thick cold air, his face was pale, his lips were slightly purple, and the pain of eating bones hit his whole body.

"Xi'er, don't scare your mother, why can't you even speak?" Feng Wange was almost crying.

"Miss, how are you?" Fiber Cloud and Fiber Dye spoke at the same time.

In the past, whenever her cold poison attacked, it would not be so serious that she couldn't even speak.

"Xi'er, if you talk to your mother, don't fall asleep, you must stay awake. Your father will immediately find Rong Ze to help you suppress the cold poison, you have to grit your teeth and hold on. ”

Feng Wange sat on the soft couch and carefully held her in her arms, but after a moment's effort, countless beads of sweat appeared on Qiantingxi's forehead, and all the hair on her forehead was wet.

Xianyun went to get a clean handkerchief, half-squatted beside the soft couch, and carefully wiped the sweat beads on her forehead for her young lady, tears were about to flow out of her eyes.

Fiber Dye instructed the maid on the side to hurry up and boil hot water, and then fill the bath bucket with hot water, and immediately let his young lady soak in hot water to relieve the endless pain caused by the attack of cold poison.

After a bit of scrambling, Qian Tianxi finally calmed down a trace of panic, his phoenix eyes opened slightly, and he glanced at the few people around him with a reassuring look.

Because she was already groggy and unconscious at the time of the last cold poison attack, she didn't have much clear feeling.

The sudden onset of the cold poison caught her off guard, and the pain that devoured her heart made her feel strange and difficult.

"Mother, don't worry, my daughter's life will be long, and I will definitely be able to accompany you to old age."

Feng Wange watched the person in her arms try her best to suppress the pain of her body, but came to comfort herself, and her eyes turned red. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Grace of the Concubine: The Demon and the Evil King, Too Good at Flirting with the Claw Book House" for the first time.