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Chapter 199: Ome as Empress (1)

Tangxi just woke up and found herself lying in the carriage, which was still bouncing.

There were also the cries of several children in my ears, as weak as a chicken, pitiful and helpless.

Tangxi was dizzy.

Shaking his head, he tried his best to support his limp arms, trying to sit up.

But as soon as his body softened, he almost fell down again.

Fortunately, a pair of hands caught her in time, helped her up, put her on the seat and sat down.

"Are you okay?" The immature child's voice sounded, with a hint of coldness in the plain.

Like a clear spring, it quenches the heat in my heart.

Tangxi bent her lips towards the source of the voice, and said in a childish voice, "Thank you."

As soon as the words fell, she couldn't help covering her mouth, and she couldn't hide her composure.

Lying on the grass, I was a loli all my life in the last world, so why not start as a child in this life?This is too extreme!

[Dangdangdang, this fairy is here~] Sansheng came late, and gave a lady's gift with her skirt up. Seeing that Tangxi was covering her head and looking uncomfortable, she hurriedly explained.

[This body is a child, it is burnt heavily and has no sense of survival, so it can walk so fast, but because of this, there is no major damage to this body, so I didn't replace it with a new one for you! 】

"Oh." Tangxi responded sternly.

The original owner left, but the fever hadn't subsided yet, and the horses and carriages kept jolting, making her dizzy, and finally she tilted her head, fell on a support, and fell into a coma.

The support was a shoulder, and the owner of the shoulder was the one who kindly helped Tangxi up just now, and he was also a child.

But when he took a closer look, he was astonished.

That little doll has exquisite features, carved in powder and jade, like a little fairy boy, at such a young age, she can see the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix in the future.

But he didn't feel childish at all.

Sitting upright, a pair of big black grape-like eyes are abnormally calm, and there is a gap between heaven and earth compared to the crying children in brocade clothes and fancy clothes opposite.

He was quietly contemplating how to get out.

But when he felt his shoulders sinking, his train of thought was interrupted.

He couldn't help frowning his dark eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look, a little surprised.

It was the child who was sick and dying of burning.

However, although he sympathizes, it does not mean that he is willing to be relied on by others.

The little fairy boy's face full of baby fat bulged, and just now he showed a bit of childish displeasure, raised his fleshy little hand, and pushed Tangxi's head away.

The little hand also patted the unstained shoulder.

Then continue to meditate.

Within a few seconds, his shoulders sank again, and when he turned his head, it was that familiar head again.

Xiao Xiantong continued to frowned, and continued to push her away without hesitation.

Then sit a little farther away.

But the space of the carriage is too small, no matter how you move it, it will only be a little distance, and you can't pull it away.

Little Fairy was even more worried.

I couldn't help but glanced at Tangxi before continuing to meditate.

The contemplation time will be a little longer this time, and no one will disturb you during this period.

Finally he came up with an idea, his shoulders sank again, and Tangxi's little head rested on his snow-white shoulders for the third time.

Little Fairy Boy: ...

There was a row of black lines hanging from his head, even with his mature mentality, he couldn't help grinding his teeth angrily, and was about to raise his hand to push for the third time.

But this time he failed to push.

Tangxi seemed to have noticed something in a dream, and spontaneously pulled the little fairy boy's shoulder with his head, pressing there heavily, unable to move it away no matter what.

Xiaoxian was confused as a child.

If he hadn't watched the little boy start to have a fever until he passed out, he might have thought it was just a faux pas.

(End of this chapter)