mtl008 Chapter 345: Serious Lack of Spiritual Power
Chapter 345: Serious Lack of Spiritual Power
"Thank you for saving my life, young lady." The middle-aged man expressed his gratitude first.
Then he asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Girl, have we known each other before? What is the name of the father you are talking about?"
It is obvious that the middle-aged man does not understand what "father" is.
Wang Xinyao did not reply, her eyes still staring blankly at the middle-aged man in front of her.
His facial features are exactly the same as his father's, as if they were carved from the same mold.
She remembered that when she was a child, whenever she was in a bad mood or was wronged at school, she would hold her father's portrait in her arms and keep telling her father about her troubles.
After she started working, there were always one or two female colleagues who made fun of her for not having a boyfriend at the age of 28, and even called her an "old maiden" behind her back.
In fact, when she was in college, she had a good impression of her class monitor Liu Xiaojun.
Later, before Liu Xiaojun went abroad, he told her that he would marry her after he returned from studying abroad.
Just like that, because of this sentence, she foolishly waited for him for six years without any contact.
She was not completely in love with him, it was simply because she had agreed to it.
For her, anything she agreed to do was like signing a solemn contract, a promise that could not be broken.
However, at a class reunion six years later, she met Liu Xiaojun, whom she had not seen for many years.
It was not until that day that she was surprised to find out that Liu Xiaojun had married a female classmate a year ago.
The reason is simple. After Liu Xiaojun returned from studying abroad, the job he was assigned to was not satisfactory.
The female classmate's father was the vice governor at the time. After marriage, Liu Xiaojun rose to become the director of the provincial capital and the boss of her boss's boss.
She clearly remembered that when she left the dinner party and walked to the parking lot, Liu Xiaojun saw that no one was paying attention and walked quickly towards her.
Smiling, he lectured her: "Xinyao, you still don't have a boyfriend. Are you waiting for me? Don't take what you said when you were in school seriously. Find someone to marry!"
But before Wang Xinyao could say anything, the female classmate came running over.
She walked forward and took Liu Xiaojun's hand, as if swearing her sovereignty. "Xinyao, you're almost an old maid, why don't you get married? Don't harbor any more delusions about what doesn't belong to you."
After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Liu Xiaojun: "Why don't you leave quickly? Do you still want to rekindle your old relationship with an old girl?"
Wang Xinyao froze in place. When she came to her senses and wanted to refute the couple with all her anger, the couple had already driven away.
That time, it was her father's portrait that accompanied her through the most difficult days.
"Girl, girl..."
The middle-aged man's voice sounded again anxiously, "My wife is injured, and we can't delay any longer.
I have to take her to a safe place to recuperate for a while. I will repay you for your kindness one day!"
Wang Xinyao finally came back to her senses from her daze. Just when she was about to speak, Chen Jingyuan and General Xiong Yun, who had been using corpse-dissolving water to treat the corpse, were already striding towards her side side by side.
Those who were lying unconscious on the ground were all rescued by Xiao Xizi, Xie Xiaogang and others.
All the people who were rescued stood on both sides, as if forming a protective circle.
"Father, the Emperor...Mother..."
Chen Jingyuan's face was full of shock and disbelief, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
He could never have imagined that he would unexpectedly meet his father and mother in such a desolate place.
When Wang Xinyao heard Chen Jingyuan's call, she felt bitter in her heart. It turned out that he was the emperor of the Miao Kingdom and was not really her father, but just looked like him.
General Xiong Yun was also filled with excitement, his eyes red. He quickly knelt on his knees and kowtowed: "Your humble servant greets the Emperor and the Empress!"
The middle-aged man was none other than Chen Qingfeng, the emperor of the Miao Kingdom.
He first looked at Xiong Yun with a sharp gaze, and after confirming his identity, his eyes immediately fell on the young man kneeling in front of him.
The boy looked to be no more than thirteen years old, with a tall stature. At first glance, his facial features were different from those of his own son, but upon closer inspection, the charm between his eyebrows and eyes revealed a sense of familiarity.
Chen Jingyuan noticed the confusion in his father's eyes and immediately understood what he meant. He hurriedly poured water from the kettle and quickly washed off the disguise on his face.
"Father, Father, it's me, I'm Yuan'er!"
Chen Jingyuan's voice was anxious, with a bit of sobs, "Mother, what happened to her?"
"Yuan'er, it's really you! That's great, I finally found you!" Chen Qingfeng was also extremely excited. He hadn't heard from his son for several years. Now that he had found him again, one can imagine how happy he was.
He continued to comfort her, "Yuan'er, your mother is injured, but her life is not in danger. You know her health has always been poor, and coupled with the bumpy road..."
Hearing that his mother was injured, Chen Jingyuan's heart jumped into his throat. Before Chen Qingfeng could finish his words, he quickly stood up and turned to look at Wang Xinyao: "Sister, hurry up, help me save my mother!"
Wang Xinyao was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to check on Queen Wang Muyun's injuries.
"Miss, you are a doctor? Then I'll trouble you!" Chen Qingfeng hurriedly arranged for Wang Muyun to sit on a chair in the tea pavilion.
Wang Xinyao quickly took out the spiritual spring water from the kettle and poured it on Wang Muyun's injured arm, and the wound healed quickly.
Chen Qingfeng was full of surprise. He really didn't expect that the water his son mentioned as his sister's water would have such magical effects. He couldn't help but look at Wang Xinyao a few more times.
When he took a closer look, he suddenly felt that there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity between the woman's eyebrows and eyes, but he couldn't tell exactly where she was familiar.
Wang Xinyao once again concentrated on examining Wang Muyun's body carefully, but as the examination went on, her brows furrowed more and more.
She had never encountered such a patient before. The patient was breathing smoothly, but for some reason, when she touched him with her fingertips, she could not feel a pulse.
It was as if there was a hidden force secretly hindering the normal operation of the queen's meridians, and she seemed to be seriously lacking in spiritual power.
"Sister, how is my mother? Is there anything wrong?"
Perhaps Wang Xinyao's solemn expression made Chen Jingyuan panic, and his voice was filled with tears, anxiety and worry.
"Jingyuan, don't worry. The Queen's injuries are not serious. However, there are still some problems, and I haven't found the root cause yet.
Don't worry, let me think about it carefully!" Wang Xinyao comforted Chen Jingyuan in a gentle voice.
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingfeng's expression suddenly changed, and he said anxiously, "Miss, thank you for your hard work. I will take care of the follow-up matters myself, so I won't bother you anymore!"