Princess Xiangrui in Huanzhu

He Xi noticed that Qing'er was thoughtful and couldn't help but ask softly, "Qing'er, what's wrong? Something was wrong with you after you saw Ziwei." Her eyes were full of concern and a hint of worry.

Qing'er suddenly came to her senses and smiled at Hexi, indicating that she was fine.

"It's okay, Xier, I was just a little dazed just now and felt..." Qing'er frowned slightly. The feeling was very strange, as if everything should not be like this.

She tried to describe this feeling, but it was hard to describe. She just felt that Ziwei should not be like this. However, she couldn't say exactly what Ziwei should be like. Ziwei at this moment gave people a strong sense of disharmony, which made Qing'er feel confused.

Ziwei should have been a woman who puts love above all else and is willing to risk everything for it, but now Ziwei exudes the beauty (? ) and carefreeness of a dead man.

Qing'er thought to herself that maybe she was not feeling well, so she thought too much. She shook her head lightly and smiled helplessly.

In fact, Qing'er didn't know that this was because she had broken free from the constraints of her original trajectory, which caused her to feel strong discomfort and separation.

The person who felt this most strongly was Qing'er herself. In the original novel, she was a highly-regarded and vivid character, so her feelings for the protagonist were even more profound.

Ziwei and Xiaoyanzi may be the protagonists of the story, but it is difficult for them to notice this change. But Qing'er is different. She is both a bystander and an important member, so she will naturally have a stronger sense of this contrast.

He Xi noticed that Qing Er's expression gradually eased, so he didn't pay too much attention to it. Maybe, as Qing Er said, it was just discomfort caused by overwork.

"Qing'er, let Changshou come and take a look at you. There must not be any harm to your health." He Xi said with concern.

Qing'er smiled and nodded, indicating her agreement: "Okay, I understand, Xi'er."

Qing'er smiled, and her gentle and beautiful smile seemed to be able to dispel all the haze.

He Xi was about to speak when the carriage suddenly shook violently, as if something was blocking its way. Then, a stern shout from the guards came from the front.

"What happened?" He Xi frowned, feeling a little unhappy. She hated bullying the most, and she hated it even more when servants used her name to bully others.

"Princess, there was a grandfather and grandson blocking the road ahead, and the coachman almost ran into them." A guard replied.

After hearing this, He Xi immediately prepared to get out of the car to check, but Qing'er beside her held her tightly.

"Xi'er, the situation outside is unclear. You are pregnant now, so you must not take the risk of going out!" Qing'er advised with a worried look on her face.

At this time, the maid outside the car seemed to have heard their conversation and echoed: "Yes, Princess, this can be handled quickly, you don't have to get off the car yourself."

Although He Xi was very curious, he knew that now was not the time to be curious, so he nodded and sat down again.

As time went by, the noise outside became louder and louder. He Xi couldn't help but be curious and carefully lifted a corner of the car curtain to see what was happening outside. It didn't matter when she saw it, her eyes lit up instantly.

I saw an old man fallen to the ground right in front of the carriage, and a young boy about fifteen or sixteen years old was standing next to him, looking at the old man with a nervous expression.

"Grandpa! Grandpa, how are you? It's all my fault. If it weren't for me..." the boy said regretfully.

"It's okay. I'm not very agile. I don't blame you. I'm just afraid that I might have offended you." The old man looked at the carriage not far away with fear.

He was just an ordinary citizen. This carriage looked so luxurious. If it hit a nobleman, his family would be in big trouble.

Thinking of this, the old man felt a pang of fear in his heart. If he had known this earlier, he would not have gone out today.

The old man was old and had poor hearing, so he did not hear the conversation between the coachman and the guards, but the young man heard it clearly. They said that the person sitting in the carriage was a noble from the palace.

"Xi'er?" Qing'er widened her eyes, looking at He Xi in disbelief as she got out of the car so quickly, like a flash of lightning.

"Princess!" The maid beside her was terrified. More and more people were gathering around her. How could the princess get off the car? What should she do?

However, He Xi didn't seem to care about these things. She walked straight towards the grandfather and grandson not far away.

He Xi stared closely at the chair under the old man. To be precise, it was not an ordinary chair, but an object with a strange shape. There were two nearly circular wheels at the bottom of it, and the whole thing looked like a simplified version of a wheelchair.

He Xi was shocked. Could it be that someone else had traveled here? Was this person a friend or an enemy? She pointed at the strange chair and asked in a trembling voice, "Where did this wheeled chair come from?"

The boy looked at He Xi warily, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness. He held his grandfather's hand tightly, trying to overcome his inner fear, and replied: "This...I did it myself."

He knew that if they angered the person in front of him, they would be in big trouble.

He Xi suddenly blurted out, "The king of heaven covers the tiger of earth." His eyes were fixed on the young man, as if he wanted to see through his eyes to his soul.

The boy showed a puzzled look on his face, obviously not understanding the meaning of this sentence. Very good, He Xi breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that he was not a time traveler, but a native of this world.

She said, if a few more come, the world will be pierced like a sieve.

Since he is not a time traveler, where did this wheelchair come from?

"Did anyone tell you to do this?" He Xi asked, his tone full of curiosity.

The boy shook his head and scratched his head a little embarrassedly.

The boy liked to tinker with these things since he was young, but no one at home supported him except his grandfather.

This time, he saw that his grandfather had difficulty walking, so he made this wheelchair. He wanted to make it more convenient for his grandfather, but he didn't expect that it would hurt his grandfather instead.

Thinking of this, the boy's face turned ugly. Maybe he really was not doing his job properly.

"I did all this on my own initiative. I'm sorry for offending you, sir. Please forgive me." The young man's voice was low and regretful, like a child who had done something wrong.

However, after He Xi heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she said excitedly: "You did it yourself!"

Although this wheelchair is not a novelty, it is a rare item in this era.

More importantly, the person who could make such an item was just a young boy from a poor family. This undoubtedly shows that this boy has extraordinary talent and potential, and his future is limitless.