Little Qian'er vaguely remembered that it seemed to be because she had stuffed a cloth in her mouth to sleep with a wide-open mouth, and when she woke up, she was able to smack her little lips together.
The cloth had fallen onto her chest.
The fishbone that had been with her for so long had also disappeared without a trace.
Had it heard Little Qian'er's prayers, knew she was about to stop breathing, and took pity on her, sparing her?
Or had it broken and been swallowed into her little belly? How had the cloth fallen off?
Uh, could it be that she had dreamed of that grand noble again, who had taken it out?
The little girl was dazed, but because of this, she was happy for several days...
At this moment, the daydreaming little girl's thoughts were interrupted by a strange noise behind her, and she stopped her wild speculations.
She maintained a beaming smile, not daring to move, and turned around foolishly to look.
