Her beautiful eyes suddenly opened, and her heartbeat accelerated rapidly, making her even more uneasy.
She also didn't know why the spiritual power she cultivated was purple-red like Feng Qingyang, which was an extremely rare color in Mingxuan Continent.
At first, she thought this was a symbol of elementless physique, but Feng Qingyang was only a fellow practitioner of the third element and was not the same as her.
Not only that, many times, when she was in danger, she always had a strange feeling, as if someone could telepathically communicate with her!
Is it Feng Qingyang?
Then, her uneasiness now also comes from Feng Qingyang!
What danger did he encounter?
Chen Xi's brows furrowed and she hurriedly made a hand gesture. While regulating the restlessness in her body, she urgently wanted to know the news about Feng Qingyang!
By the way, she can find Butler Tian.
She put on her shoes and strode towards the outer room. As soon as she reached the door, she suddenly hit a hard object head-on. Her forehead hurt, and a faint smell of blood came from above.
"Xi'er, why are you going somewhere in such a hurry? Are you injured?"
The old man's low cry passed through the astonished eyes of everyone and fell into Chen Xi's ears. Chen Xi stared at the old empress dowager in front of him and blinked: "Grandma empress, why are you here?"
Wow, this dragon-head crutch really hurts when it hits someone!
"Let's see you and Yang'er! Girl, I went to the Ai family last night and was worried that you two wouldn't be able to sleep all night. You..."
She frowned and looked at Chen Xi, who was wearing a plain white dress, and saw that her delicate face was as white as paper, and the blood streaks on her forehead and the corners of her lips were bright and dazzling.
The Queen Mother's eyes widened, and she slowly wiped the corner of Chen Xi's mouth with her hand holding the brocade handkerchief, frowning: "Girl, what's the matter with the blood on the corner of your lip?"
"Blood?"
Chen Xi raised her hand and wiped the corners of her lips. The blood that had not yet dried was thick and sticky on her fingertips, making her jade fingers a vivid red.
Only then did I remember that I was so busy worrying about Feng Qingyang that I forgot to wipe the blood from the corners of my lips!
Ah, the wind is clear!
Chen Xi's heart hit. Feng Qingyang was not in the inner room. The imperial grandmother must have come to visit him. How could she fool her?
The corners of her lips twitched and her eyes moved: "Royal Grandma, this is your most precious lunch break. You should go back and rest. Your Majesty and I are fine. Don't worry. You don't have to come over to see us."
"You still say you're fine? Look at your face. It's as green as a stone and there's no blood at all. Did you vomit blood just now?"
The Queen Mother glared at Chen Xi reproachfully, her eyes filled with distress and love.
Turning around, she unhappily asked Nishang and several little girls who were standing aside: "What's wrong with you? The prince and princess are seriously injured. If you don't just stay by the bed and take care of them, what are you doing in the yard?"
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Look at poor Xi'er, she's injured and has to get up by herself.
She took Chen Xi's hand with concern and led her towards the inner room: "Girl Xi'er, if you need anything, ask your servants to do it. If anyone dares to disobey, tell the imperial grandmother, the Ai family
I’ll help you teach these unscrupulous slaves a lesson.”
With a sharp look, Nishang and others were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground tremblingly and shouted: "I don't dare, slaves."
Chen Xi calmly grabbed the Queen Mother's footsteps, turned around, walked towards the soft couch, and said sweetly: "Grandma Huang, you are so kind to Xi'er and the prince. How many lifetimes has Xi'er had such a good grandmother like you?