Tantai Jue's body trembled, and he subconsciously raised the curtain, just in time to meet Luo Xing'er's eyes, and the world suddenly became silent!
The flickering light of the lantern shone on this suddenly quiet place, shining on the faces of two equally astonished people.
Luo Xing'er was as stiff as if she had been struck by lightning. Even the red light from the lantern could not illuminate her face, only a hint of paleness was revealed. She stared at him blankly, her breathing became light, and she only hugged him tightly.
Child in hands.
Tantai Jue was also stunned. Her dark eyes reflected her face. She wanted to speak, but her lips felt stiff. She didn't know what to say.
The atmosphere solidified little by little in the silence, and the air became thinner, making people feel tense.
The two of them looked at each other strangely, as if they were in a deadlock, and neither of them spoke.
Until a timid and delicate child's voice was crying: "My hand hurts... mother... it hurts!"
Luo Xing'er suddenly came back to her senses, lowered her head in embarrassment, picked up Bing'er's little hand, and found that her palm had a large layer of skin worn out, and a lot of blood spilled from her little hand. However, because she was frightened by this atmosphere just now,
Don't dare to cry out in pain.
Hearing Bing'er call her mother, Tantai Jue was stunned for a moment, his eyes were heavy and he looked at her in disbelief, then looked at Bing'er, feeling like his breathing was suffocated.
The smell of alcohol made him dizzy, and the smell of blood in his stomach made him want to vomit, but he used his strongest endurance to hold it back.
But he couldn't help but stretched out his stiff hand to her.
"Xing'er, come back with me!" His voice was ferocious, and the fierce flames in his eyes showed his raging anger.
Anger swept across his face, and he became irritable, losing his usual elegance and calmness.
Luo Xing'er's hand holding Bing'er froze. Seeing his extremely cold face and his fierce eyes as if he wanted to kill her, she felt that his attitude was unreasonable.
Bing'er was so frightened that she burst into tears. She hugged Luo Xing'er tightly and cried on her shoulder.
Luo Xing'er hurriedly patted her back to comfort her: "Don't be afraid, your hand hurts. I'll take you back to apply ointment."
"Didn't you hear what I said?" Looking at his hand that she had ignored, Tantai Jue's chest hurt, her voice became colder and her eyes became colder, "Xing'er, I asked you to come up."
The drunkenness made him more stubborn, knowing that he shouldn't use such a cold tone, which would only make her more disgusted.
But there was no way to suppress the sudden sharp pain in my heart. Only through the language of this overbearing command could it be vented.
"Tantai Jue, you're drunk!" Luo Xing'er also became angry.
He scolded her with this attitude towards his servants, which made her feel very uncomfortable. She was not his slave. He did not need to interfere with anything she did. He could not try to control her life in such a domineering manner.
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"What happened?" A calm voice floated over. Xuwu had just returned from being ordered to buy two candied haws, and when he saw such a deadlock, his eyes flashed under the mask.
Luo Xing'er avoided Tantai Jue's extremely cold look and turned around: "Bing'er fell down and scratched her palm."
Wuwu picked up Bing'er's hand, looked at it, and said worriedly: "There are some gravels stuck in the meat. We need to pick them out quickly and apply medicine. Bing'er, be good, my adoptive father will take you back."
Tantai Jue was shocked, and his face became paler.