Chapter 3 Prince of King Jing

Jiang Ting was happy and said that she was a well-thinking adult and couldn't be seen like a child, right? Therefore, she smiled and said to the child, "I'm so sorry that you are crying and playing here. I'm sorry to bother you. I'll leave right away. Please continue. Oh, I would like to remind you that although there are no big beasts in this forest, poisonous insects and snakes should be indispensable. If you want to cry, be careful. Don't be bitten and poisoned to death.

After saying that, Jiang Ting turned around and left very handsomely. Humph, dead child, dare to scold my sister, I won't scare you to death!

Sure enough, the little boy was really scared. Jiang Ting didn't take a few steps, but she heard an awkward voice behind her: "Hey, wild girl, don't go!"

Jiang Ting accelerated her pace without looking back and ignored the shouts of the little boy behind her. After hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, a proud smile appeared on her face.

"Hey, wild girl, didn't I tell you not to go yet?" The little boy rushed to Jiang Ting with a fierce questioning sound.

Jiang Ting had the intention to play with the spoiled boy. After hearing the sound, she hid lightly to the right and quietly stretched out her left foot and hooked it. The child threw himself into the grass on the ground.

Jiang Ting looked at the little boy struggling to get up from the ground with a proud smile on the corners of her mouth. However, in a blink of an eye, she looked at the child's dirty face covered with mud and grass and felt that she was quite boring. It's just an ignorant child. What's she angry with him?

With a trace of grievance in anger at the child, Jiang Ting smiled and decided to forgive his rudeness. She casually pulled out a veil and handed it to the child. She curled her lips uncomportunately and said, "Well, wipe your face with a veil. Your body is covered with mud. Remember not to jump from behind in the future. It's dangerous, okay? Little brother."

The little boy fell hard and stared at Jiang Ting with tears in his eyes. He obviously didn't expect that the wild girl who fooled him in front of him would suddenly change his attitude. Therefore, there is a momentary expression on his face.

But he really doesn't wear a handkerchief. And in his education, he was not allowed to wipe his face with clothes like a poor child. Therefore, although he was not happy, the little boy still took the handkerchief handed over by Jiang Ting and began to carefully wipe his face and hands.

And Jiang Ting looked at him wiping his face with a veil and suddenly remembered something. She hurriedly shouted, "Don't wipe it first. I just wiped my feet with it..."

In the middle of the words, Jiang Ting regretted it. At first glance, the little boy has a strong self-esteem and loves cleanliness. It's okay if she doesn't say it. Naturally, it's nothing if he doesn't know. But now she accidentally shouted out...

Jiang Ting quickly grabbed the handkerchief, took the child's hand and ran in the direction of the stream. She glanced at the stunned little boy with a hot face and took him to the stream before he came to his senses.

"This stream is very clean. Well, wash it quickly. I also have a clean handkerchief here that I can use for you. With that, Jiang Ting found another clean plain white cotton handkerchief from her purse and handed it to the little boy. She said very ashamedly under his angry eyes, "I'm really sorry, I really didn't notice just now. Don't be angry, ah."

The little boy who wanted to be angry was so sorry by Jiang Ting that he almost fainted. A wild girl not only made him fall, but also wiped his face with a handkerchief that wiped his feet! She even said sorry to him with such a hippie smile, thinking that it was over! How has he suffered such humiliation since he was born? The little man blushed with anger and pointed at Jiang Ting with trembling fingers, but he couldn't speak for a moment.

Jiang Ting looked at the child's angry look and felt that what she had done was really unnatural. Although she feels that her feet are white, tender and clean now, they are still feet after all. If someone tricked her to wipe her face with a handkerchief that wiped her feet, she would also turn her face. However, it's really not all her to blame. She really forgot...

"Well, little brother, do you want to wash your face first? Although my handkerchief is not dirty..." Jiang Ting accompanied her with a smiling face to persuade others to calm down. Because she now feels guilty of bullying stupid children and feels very sorry. But she really doesn't know how to coax children. Well, speaking of which, she is still a child herself. Can you fool around and put this matter over like this?

Her handkerchief was not dirty... The little boy couldn't help it anymore. His eyes turned white, and he fell back in anger and fainted.

"Hey, hey... why did you fall down? Behind that is the river..."

"Plop!"

Jiang Ting looked at the splashing water and shrank her shoulders. After seeing that the child was about to immerse himself in the stream, she hurried over and picked him up first. If his head sank into the water like this, he would have to drown.

Jiang Ting looked at her soaked shoes, socks and skirt with a bitter face, and couldn't help scolding: The monkey child was so untless that she fainted from this little thing. Well, she must be reprimanded when she goes back.

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Jiang Ting looked at the water dripping under her feet and sighed sadly again. She couldn't count how many sighs she had made along the way. Basically, she had to sigh after a few steps.

She really didn't expect that she would faint a child by saying a few words. Isn't it just wiping her face with the veil she wiped her feet? What's the big deal? Her feet have been washed with soap, which is clean and fragrant!

After sighing, Jiang Ting still walked to her camp behind her back. She was really not so cruel and threw a fainted child into the woods. Fortunately, she was not in good health when she was a child. Her father forced her to practice kung fu and made her body much stronger than ordinary children. At least, at this time, she didn't feel so tired after carrying a child half a head taller than herself and walking so far. Thanks to Dad for giving her a strong body!

When she came out, she was alone and her footsteps were very light. At that time, she hid behind the big tree, so she was not found by the guards around her. But now that she comes back, she has a big living man on her back, and her body is still dripping wet. No matter how she hides, she can't avoid those well-handed guards.

What's more, the child on her back is not only dizzy, but also seems to have some qi and blood deficiency, which needs special care and treatment. Since Jiang Ting rescued the person, she has to make sure that the child is not in danger to him. Although she is only a half-year-old child, she dares not be absolute. She still has to give people to the bodyguards to feel more at ease.

When she looked at the guards in consternation, Jiang Ting couldn't wait to drill a hole to hide. A girl's house not only sneaked out to play, but also made her whole body wet and came back with more than half of the boy on her back...

Oh, my God, please turn back the time. She will definitely not sneak out!

God didn't hear Jiang Ting's call, and time will never go back. Even if her face was red and bleeding, she still had to have the cheek to explain the matter. She silently put down the person and saluted several bodyguards around her: "Brothers, this person I saw when I went out to play just now. Well, he fainted and fell into the river. Let's see if you find someone to save him..."

Jiang Ting's voice became smaller and smaller, because she saw Jiang Yong with a gloomy face coming. She just sneaked out when her father went to talk to King Qing. Otherwise, how could she avoid her father's tight staring at people? Looking at Jiang Yong, who stared at herself dangerously, Jiang Ting sighed in her heart: Dad, your face is already very dark. If it goes on like this, it will be even more scary!

"Dad..." Jiang Ting's complaint in her heart dared not say it. She quietly cleaned up her wet dress and dared not look directly into his eyes with a guilty heart.

"Come here." Jiang Yong's attitude shows his inner anger at this moment.

Jiang Ting burst into her heart and secretly said that she had made a big mistake this time. Fortunately, she still remembered that she was only ten years old now, and her eyes seemed to be very aggrieved with tears. She rushed over and hugged Jiang Yong's thigh and said pitifully, "Dad, my daughter just felt bored, so she sneaked out to play for a while. Who would have thought that he would meet a guy who fell into the river in the forest. My daughter felt that she couldn't help but die, so she brought him back. Dad, don't be angry. My daughter doesn't dare anymore..."

Jiang Yong looked at her almost soaked dress with a darker face, bent down to hold her in his arms, and said to King Qing, who had just arrived with a stunned face, "My lord, forgive me. The little girl is not well-behate. I will take her to change her clothes first. That child, please ask King Qing to deal with it.

King Qing nodded with a stunned expression and watched Jiang Yong quickly take his daughter back to the carriage. He turned his head and looked at the bodyguard leader beside him and asked in a dry voice, "Miss Jiang went out to play, but the guards didn't notice it?"

The leader of the bodyguard shook his head with a blue face and replied, "None of those kids found it."

Qing Wang couldn't help taking a breath, and then he was deeply sorry. He looked at the empty space and said, "But he is only 11 years old! Surrounded by so many people, she still thought of a way to sneak out. Such a delicate mind, if it's a boy..."

A trace of regret also flashed on the guard's face. But he was more concerned about who the child Jiang Ting rescued was. Ordinary children can't afford to wear such a luxurious cloud satin. What's more, the dragon pendant he wears on his waist is not suitable for ordinary people.

"Your Majesty, what about this child?" The head of the bodyguard pointed to the little boy who had taken off his soaked clothes and wrapped in a fox-skin blanket. Although the weather is getting warmer now, the stream is still very cold. The child's face is pale and his lips are blue. Obviously, he has caught a cold. But now there is no doctor in their group.

"Oh, this child looks familiar." King Qing looked carefully at the clean little face in front of him, and then said, "Isn't this the son of King Jing? Why did he come here? Hold him to find Mr. Min. This child is the son of King Jing. You can't let anything happen to him here!"