Dongning Marquis Mansion.
Front Hall.
Jiang Ning strode over carrying a steaming bamboo steamer, with Qingyi in plain white following close behind.
The moment he stepped into the Front Hall.
He saw that only Xiao Doubao was sitting on a stool inside, her little legs swinging in midair.
Jiang Yiming was watching over her at her side.
"Uncle!!" Hearing the footsteps, Xiao Doubao turned her head, and her eyes immediately lit up.
The next moment.
She leaped straight off the stool.
Thud—
Her short little legs took the impact of the landing, buckled, and she dropped to her knees, her hands bracing against the ground as well.
Jiang Yiming, beside her, was instantly startled and hurried over.
In an instant.
He saw a figure appear before him.
At that moment, Jiang Ning had crouched down as well.
As for the bamboo steamer in his hand, he had already set it on the dining table nearby.
Steam billowed from it, like a few wisps of cooking smoke.
"Uncle!!" Looking at Jiang Ning, Xiao Doubao's eyes immediately filled with tears after her fall.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Ning could not help but smile.
He then scooped Xiao Doubao up in his arms.
"Uncle, it hurts..." Xiao Doubao spread her hands and held them out before Jiang Ning.
Her chubby little hands were covered in gravel and dust. Tiny stones had visibly pierced her skin and embedded themselves in it.
He raised a hand and brushed over them. Xiao Doubao's palms immediately became spotless, but the tiny wounds remained plainly visible.
Clearly, she had scraped her skin when she caught herself with both hands.
"It won't hurt in a moment!" Jiang Ning said, gently rubbing Xiao Doubao's little palms.
In an instant.
The wounds on her palms vanished, restoring them to normal.