Although the little guy is dressed simply, he has red lips and white teeth, and his exposed hands are also white and tender. He doesn't look like a little swindler at all.

Seeing that Chunzhi was unmoved, Li Mengqing floated in front of her anxiously.

"Sister Chunzhi, it's me, Qingqing. Quickly bring the master to see mother."

But Chunzhi, an ordinary person, couldn't see her and just stared at the little dwarf.

Lu Qi: ...

She looked at the big white goose and wanted to eat it quickly.

The little hand waved, indicating Chunzhi to squat down.

Chunzhi inexplicably followed her wishes, and she came closer and whispered:

"I will help you open your third eye for a short time, so that you can see the soul of your young lady. Remember, don't shout loudly."

Who knows if there are any minions of the Reborn Girl here.

Not only do we need to rescue the person, but we also need to let the mother and daughter reminisce and discuss a revenge plan. We cannot let certain people disturb them.

For some reason, she felt an extremely unpleasant aura in this mansion.

It was the kind of hatred that was engraved in her bones that inexplicably made the word "enemy" emerge in her mind.

It is still unknown where this aura comes from and whether it is related to Li Mengjia, so we must be cautious.

Chunzhi couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she saw her serious face.

The lady's soul?

I heard that when a person dies, his soul leaves the body. Does this mean that the young lady is gone?

But the lady was clearly still breathing, she just couldn't wake up.

The little devil didn't want to waste time, and before she could figure out anything, he waved his hand.

When Li Mengqing heard Lu Qi's words, he happily floated in front of Chunzhi.

Chunzhi thought she was crazy. How could she listen to a little kid?

She felt sorry for Dahuang and was thinking of taking her to the backyard to bury her. Suddenly, her vision went dark and the familiar pretty face of the girl appeared in front of her with a smile on her face.

She was delighted and was about to shout "Miss" when she suddenly realized something was wrong.

The young lady is only 13 years old. Normally she shouldn't be that tall and I could look at her at eye level.

My heart was pounding, and I couldn't help but think of the little man's soul.

He looked down in disbelief.

The feet are not touching the ground.

No feet on the ground!

She covered her mouth tightly, tears streaming down her face, but she dared not make the slightest sound.

This lovely young lady went to seek Buddha at such a young age.

If Madam knew, how could she bear this blow?

Li Mengqing felt distressed, "Sister Chunzhi, don't cry, stop crying, Qingqing is not dead yet, the master can help Qingqing."

"Sister Chunzhi, has mother woken up? Hurry up and bring the expert to see mother."

Chunzhi, who was crying uncontrollably, suddenly stopped crying, "Miss, you are really not dead?"

In her opinion, only when a person dies will he or she be without feet on the ground.

Miss clearly...

"Miss, where is the master? Chunzhi should go find him."

She wiped away her tears.

No matter what, as long as the young lady can be saved, I will let her do anything.

The little guy straightened his body again, tilted his little head back, looked at the sky at 135 degrees, and echoed silently: Here.

Seeing her proud little look, Li Mengqing, who was originally sad, laughed out loud at an inappropriate time.

The little guy is quite cute.

"Sister Chunzhi, this is the little master. She is very powerful. She brought my soul back."

Haruji looked incredulous again.

so small?

So simple?

And there is hair, although it is a bit sparse.

Shouldn't the head of a master be shiny and bright?

This was obviously not the time for her to be confused; saving the young lady was the most important thing.

"Miss, the lady just woke up. I wanted to find Da Huang and go to the kitchen to get some porridge for the lady."

"I'll bring you here right away, little master, please come this way."

Inside the room, the young woman was lying on the bed with a sick look on her face, staring upwards with empty eyes.

Today is my daughter's birthday, but she is still unconscious.

This lively and lovely girl had been in a coma for a year for no apparent reason, and her mother was powerless to do anything.

I prayed to God and worshipped Buddha, but to no avail.

God, if Mu Ling is wrong, please punish Mu Ling. My daughter Qingqing is innocent, she is just a child.

I, the believer Mu Ling, am willing to exchange my life for yours so that my daughter can wake up.

"lady."

"Chunzhi, where's the porridge?" Qiuhe asked.

In order to save Da Huang, she was beaten by the evil servant. Now she is guarding the lady with a bruised face, fearing that those evil people will break in.

Seeing the plucked goose in her hands, my heart ached.

Dahuang, you died such a tragic death.

That bitch Zhao Xianglan deserves a horrible death as she even spared a goose.

She hurried over to block the lady's view.

If my wife saw it, she would be sad again.

She whispered, "Chunzhi, give me the rhubarb. I'll go bury it. Go get some porridge. Madam must be hungry."

"No, I want to eat the goose stewed in an iron pot."

The crisp little baby sound came from behind Chunzhi. She turned around, revealing a chubby little body.

At this moment, her little face was tense, and her little fat formed a smooth arc.

The little man with red lips and white teeth stared at Qiu He with an unhappy face.

Qiu He:......

Chunzhi pulled Qiuhe over, whispered a few words in her ear, and then handed the goose to her.

"Go quickly, don't delay the young lady's business."

After giving the order, she hurried into the inner room.

The woman seemed not to hear the sound and continued to stare blankly at the bed curtains in anger.

"Madam, the young lady is saved. The young lady is saved."

Hearing this, the woman's dull eyes immediately moved and she struggled to get up.

But she was too weak, and she collapsed again after trying to stand up halfway.

Chunzhi hurried to help the man.

Lu Qi stood beside the bed, tilting his little head and looking at the haggard woman.

She never liked to procrastinate, so she said bluntly, "Look, your daughter is right here. She will only be here for a quarter of an hour. Don't let anyone else see her."

"You two should discuss how to take revenge first. Tell me when you're done. I'll help her return to her body when the time is right."

"Okay, that's enough for today. I'm hungry."

???

Tao Muling was confused.

"Chunzhi, you just said Miss..."

"Qing'er???"

The little devil flicked a talisman to make himself appear, and Li Mengqing's figure gradually appeared.

"Mom, it's Qing'er."

Li Mengqing threw himself into his mother's arms. Although he missed her, both of them were filled with joy.

Chunzhi wiped her tears, carried the little girl to the outer room, leaving space for the mother and daughter.

"Young Master, please wait here. I will bring you some food."

"The goose needs to be stewed, which will take some time. Can we eat something else first?"

The little devil nodded seriously.

The Marquis's Mansion is large and wealthy, and as the mistress, the food should not be bad.

But when she saw the light rice porridge with no oily side dishes, she was dumbfounded.

"The Marquisate went bankrupt?"

Haruzhi was a little embarrassed.

The Marquis's family is not a good place to be. They have been demanding Madam's allowance during this period of time. They even went so far as to make it even worse, saying that Madam was not feeling well and should eat light food.

She had to fight hard to snatch this rice from the big kitchen.

"Master, these are all we have in the hospital right now. Please fill your stomach first."

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