As bright as a star: Madam, she is an almighty little princess

In the distance, two military off-road vehicles drove towards the apartment, while a dozen military trucks behind them drove towards the virus station.

Ling Qi put on a protective mask and walked down the steps, with Pei Yanxing following behind her.

Under the moonlight, three uniformly dressed drivers got out of the car in front.

The three of them stood in front of Ling Qi wearing protective masks.

Then the three of them clenched their right fists against their left shoulders, bowed respectfully and saluted, "Eldest Princess."

Ling Qi nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

After saying that, she passed the three people and walked to the rear door of the car behind that had just been pulled away by Pei Yanxing. She bent down and reached out to slowly help Mr. Si who had leaned out. Pei Yanxing did the same as Ling Qi on the other side. mix.

An old man who was nearly 70 years old, with gray hair and an extremely strong body, was walking down slowly wearing a long gown.

Ling Qi helped the person stand still and said respectfully, "Master."

It was a respect he had never experienced before when facing Mo Shan.

The pair of particularly kind eyes on the mask, which did not look old, evoked a smile and nodded.

Pei Yanxing next to him also said respectfully, "Hello, Master."

Mr. Si had already noticed Pei Yanxing when he opened the door. He turned sideways, not paying attention to Pei Yanxing's abrupt address, and looked carefully up and down, "From the Pei family?"

Pei Yanxing nodded, "The grandchildren of the Pei family are here. Pei Yanxing, I have heard my grandpa talk about you a long time ago."

With a hearty smile, Mr. Si smiled and said, "How about Brother Pei coming in? We haven't contacted each other for more than ten years. We used to play chess together in the early years. I heard that Wan'er said that he was poisoned a few months ago and is recovering. how's it going?"

Wan'er?

Pei Yanxing was stunned for a moment, but he still answered Mr. Si's question politely and quickly.

But at this special moment, he didn't think of telling the old man about his elder brother's sudden death and coma, so he hid it, "It's good. Xiaoqi often goes to see his grandparents, so Master is worried about it."

This master's shout was so skillful that it caused Ling Qi and the subordinates beside him to look at him with complicated expressions.

Ling Qi pursed her lips and said, "There is no need to hide it from Master. Now that we have come to the capital, I have to bother Master to check on Grandpa Pei and Grandma Pei's illness."

After saying that, Mr. Si looked at the two of them, "What?"

Ling Qi recounted the things that the two elders were worried about.

Mr. Si frowned, "Bingxuan's child had a pretty good temperament in his early years. Although he is not as good as Bingyuan and Bingqing, he is not at this level."

"It's just power that makes you obsessed." Pei Yanxing explained lightly.

Mr. Si sighed, "It doesn't matter, it might as well have been dealt with earlier. If the branches and leaves are damaged, they can still be pruned. If the roots are damaged, no one can do anything about it."

"Master, it's cold outside, let's go inside first." Ling Qi helped him go inside.

Mr. Si waved his hand, "You don't have to covet me, my bones are still very strong."

"It's you two." Mr. Si put his hand on Ling Qi's wrist. "You started to have a fever today?"

Ling Qi nodded without denying it.

Mr. Si turned around and put his hand on the wrist that Pei Yanxing was supporting.

Pei Yanxing tried to dodge, but the old man held him down. His sharp eyes looked at the man more carefully.

For a moment, the three of them stopped at the elevator door.

Mr. Si looked straight at Pei Yanxing's exposed half of his face without blinking, then turned to look at Ling Qi again. The people on the left and right all pursed their lips.

The elevator door opened, and Mr. Si walked into the elevator without saying a word.

It was silent all the way to Pei Yanxing's apartment.

"Is the Grand Master here?" Ling Luye's childish voice came from the bedroom, and then he heard the patter of bare feet. A little head with an antipyretic patch on it came out of the bedroom door that was opened a crack. Get out of it.

"It's really Master!" The little boy's big eyes lit up for a moment.

Mr. Si took off his mask and smiled, bending down to him and clapping his hands, "Good boy, Aye, come here and let Grand Master hug you."

"Master!" Ling Qi frowned and shouted.

The old man waved his hand, "It's okay, the mask can't protect you from anything. You forgot, no virus can get close to Master easily."

Mr. Si has been experimenting with medicine since he was young, and the toxins accumulated in his body are even greater than those of Ling Qi. However, at the same time, these medicines are balancing each other in his body, and nothing has happened to him after so many years.

On the contrary, as long as it is not a highly toxic poison, Si Lao is generally not able to be affected.

Ling Qi's accident that year was largely due to the suppression of the old man's blood.

The poison in the old man's blood entered Ling Qi's body and fought with various poisons in her body for a long time. In the end, all the poisons were transferred to her lower abdomen. Fortunately, she saved her life.

Ling Qi was still a little worried. After all, her blood didn't resist the virus this time, but the old man had already taken off his mask, and it was too late for her to stop it.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Luye had rushed to Mr. Si's side, "Master, go and sit on the sofa. Aye is very heavy, and Master can't hold her anymore."

Mr. Si smiled fondly, bent down and pinched his little nose, "Okay, listen to little Aye, let's go."

The grandfather and grandson sat on the sofa. Since the old man was already in the virus circle, there was no need for them to wear them.

Ling Qi saw that Ling Luye was wearing thin pajamas and his feet were naked. She turned around and went to the bedroom to take out a small blanket and a pair of fluffy socks.

She sat on the sofa aside and put it on while deliberately scaring the little kid who was tired of the old man's lap with a straight face, "The fever hasn't gone away yet. Put it on. If the temperature goes up, you will have to get an injection."

Ling Luye pursed her lips and acted coquettishly, "Zai Zai was so excited when he heard Grandpa's voice. I'm not angry. Zai Zai doesn't need any needles."

After saying that, he looked up at Mr. Si and began to complain, "Master, Zai Zai needs injections and medicine every day, but it hurts so much that his butt is almost bruised."

"Oh, really?" The old man touched his little face distressedly, knowing that this was a symptom of the virus, so he deliberately teased him, "Did Aye take the injection obediently?"

The little kid lowered his head, pouted, and shook his head.

Then I heard an aggrieved little voice, "Aye has told herself to be brave, but it hurts too much. I didn't mean to cry. It's also very painful to take the medicine. I can't go to the kindergarten to play with my friends yet. I I can’t even reach my best friend using my phone watch.”

Pei Yanxing made tea and walked over just in time to hear it. Knowing that he was talking about his eldest nephew, he sat on one side and poured a cup of hot tea for the old man and Ling Qi. He said to Ling Luye, "Don't worry, Aye, Yue Chen is fine." , lie in bed obediently like you, and we can see you when you get better."

Ling Luye didn't believe it. He had been lying in bed for several days. "When will it be better? Aye doesn't want to take injections, and Xiao Chenzi definitely doesn't want to either."

The old man touched his head and asked, "Does Aye believe in Taishifu and mother?"