Lu Lan couldn't see it, the anger in her heart surged, and she glared at Wu Xin: "This child is already half dead. He is so pitiful. If you don't let my lady save him, you don't know if your master will abuse this child!"
The breath around Wu Xin's body cooled down. He took two steps forward and approached Lu Lan. His voice was cold and cold: "No one can blame my master for his actions, let alone you, a humble maid!"
Lu Lan was startled and staggered back two steps. She obviously lacked confidence and couldn't say even a single word even when she opened her mouth.
People around him were stunned. His tone was so cold, his words were so domineering, and he was so arrogant.
Jing Ao looked at the black wooden carriage and said very politely: "In this case, why not let your master show his face and discuss the ownership of this child."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was looking forward to it, who is the master of this arrogant girl?
Even the girl in the snow-silver carriage was a little curious. She raised her beautiful eyebrows and waited with her flawless white hands to lift the curtain.
Wu Xin sarcastically said: "My master has to step in to resolve this trivial matter, so what's the use of my master keeping me here?"
These words not only refuted Jing Ao, but also secretly ridiculed Lu Lan for being useless.
Jing Ao looked embarrassed. Both he and Chen were silenced one after another, which only meant that this girl was too sharp-tongued.
Lu Lan's face turned red with anger. The girl's implication was that she couldn't even solve this trivial matter, so what use did the young lady have for her?
"Your master wants this child, but has he ever asked if he is willing?" Nangong Chen looked at Wu Xin coldly. He admired this girl's courage, but he couldn't tolerate it if her courage was too great.
Wu Xin curled his lips coldly, it didn't matter if he was willing or not? This child was not qualified to say whether he was willing or not.
Jing Ao stood up and said, "How about this. Let this kid decide where he wants to go. He can choose which side to go to, or not to go to both sides."
"This is a good method. If the child doesn't like my lady, my lady will never be embarrassed." Lu Lan is very confident. She is not only coaxing the child, but also a despicable little beggar. As long as she gives him a little food, she can do anything she wants.
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Passers-by agreed with this decision, especially the common people. Most of them have no rights at all. Those nobles can make you never stand up again with just one word.
Wu Xin's face was cold, Dongfang Jing Ao was so good, but one sentence put her at a disadvantage. Although she rejected this child in her heart, but the master said she wanted this child, then she must send the child to his master.
The boy was still being held up by the guards. His hair was messy, and his tattered coarse clothes could barely cover his body. His exposed hands and feet had many scars, his face was stained, and his lips and chin were stained with blood. The only thing that could be seen clearly were his sharp eyes.
, slightly curved, long and narrow, with a very beautiful shape.
Lu Lan came to the little boy, took out a handkerchief and wiped the boy's blood, and said softly: "Little Master, my name is Lu Lan, would you like to go with me or with the sister wearing a veil?"
The boy looked at Lu Lan and then at Wu Xin. There was confusion and longing in his eyes, as well as a vigilance that was inappropriate for his age.
Wuxin still looked at the little boy with a cold expression, and said in her usual cold tone to others: "My master wants to see you."
The boy trembled, struggle flashed in his eyes, he knew that the decision he made now would change his life.