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95. Chapter 95 Beggar Mother and Daughter

It was obvious that she was very polite when talking to Xiao Ting.

Qingwan was startled, not knowing why she had made the prince unhappy again. After wondering for a moment, she decided not to worry about this problem. Children's tempers always come and go quickly.

Come on. If you are worried here, maybe the other party's anger will have dissipated before her worries come to fruition.

Besides, she really didn't know what she had done to make the other person suddenly unhappy. After thinking about it, she finally came to the conclusion that the guy's own reasons had nothing to do with her.

Qing Wan turned around and was about to get in the car when she suddenly heard a cry coming from the roadside. The sound was not loud, just like a child whimpering. Looking over the sound, she saw the roadside opposite.

Lying on the bed were two beggar-looking mother and daughter.

Then I saw that the little girl was eight or nine years old, with a pointed oval face and very big eyes. However, her face was too dirty, so she couldn't see her specific appearance for a while. But she could tell that the other party was crying.

Very sad.

The woman lying on the ground seemed to be in her twenties. Although she was also covered in mud, her beautiful facial features and facial contours were vaguely visible. Especially her slender fingers, she must have come from a good family before she fell into trouble.

Qing Wan suddenly thought of something, took back her steps, and walked towards the two people.

Seeing someone approaching, the little girl couldn't help but stop crying and looked at her timidly with her big black and white eyes.

Qingwan squatted down, approached the other party, and said softly: "Little sister, what happened?"

The little girl glanced at the woman lying in front of her, and her tears that had just stopped fell again. She sobbed and replied: "My mother and I came to the capital to find our father, and we ran out of money on the way.

, my mother and I had to beg all the way to Beijing. But my father was not found, but my mother was sick. Sister, is my mother dying? I called her many times and she didn’t respond? Sister, I am so scared!

"

"Don't be afraid, your mother is just hungry and fainted."

Qing Wan handed over a white handkerchief to wipe the other person's face. While comforting the other person, she told the maid behind her: "Kudhao, go buy some hot buns and ask the store owner for a bowl of water."

"yes!"

There was a bun shop next to it. Daukao responded and brought over what the other party wanted after a while.

Seeing that Qing Wan was planning to help the woman on the ground by herself, Lu Yi, who was following behind, flashed a complex and unknown emotion in her eyes, and then took a step forward and said, "Miss, let me do it?"

"It doesn't matter."

Qing Wan did not move away, but continued her previous actions, helping the woman to sit up. Regardless of whether the other woman would soil her clothes, she took the bowl from Cardamom's hand and fed the woman herself.

Go down.

After taking a few sips, the woman woke up faintly. When she saw Qing Wan and the others, they showed confused expressions for a while, and then she heard the childish and crying voice of the little girl behind her: "Mom, are you awake?

Mom, I’m so scared! Xixi is so scared!”

Only then did the woman's eyes regain a trace of vitality. She raised her hand with some difficulty, held the little girl in her arms, patted her back gently and comforted her: "Good boy, Mom is here, Mom is fine. Xixi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

…”

Seeing that the other party was awake, Qing Wan could not help but flash a knowing smile in her eyes, and then she let go of the other party, stood up, and handed the bowl into Lu Yi's hand.

The woman finally comforted her daughter in her arms, and then she raised her head again and looked at Qing Yuan and the others: "Did you save me?"


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