Back to the Snow

Chapter 129
The big hand gently caressed her back, and the warm voice with a trembling that could not be concealed, coaxed in her ear: "Ying'er is good, Ying'er will stop crying. It's okay, it's okay, brother Xi is here, brother Xi is here ..."

He just chanted it over and over again for an unknown amount of time.

Until, the teary-eyed man gradually calmed down, and looked at him with teardrop eyes in confusion: "Brother Xi?..."

"Yes, it's me."

He laughed, and his voice was as gentle as ever: "Ying'er, shall we go home?"

There is still doubt in the eyes, and the soft voice is hesitant: "Go home?"

"Yes, go home." Hugging Xueying's petite body tightly, hugging her like a treasure.

"Master Luo, you should heal the injury on your hand first!" Someone next to him came over and said.

As if unheard of.

Luo Xi hugged Xue Ying and walked slowly towards Xi Painting Studio.

Behind him, Long Lin looked melancholy, and told the guard next to him, "Go to the Imperial Hospital again! Let Cang Master take everyone from the Imperial Hospital to Xi Painting Studio!"

"Yes!" The guard led the way.

Turning around, looking at the young boy who was covered in blood and fainted, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Although he rarely had contact with this younger brother, what kind of courage made him stand up to protect that girl, but he suffered such a heavy injury?

This should be out of their plan, right?
"Come here! After stopping the bleeding for the Seventh Prince, first carry it to Xi Painting Studio!"

Let's take Xi Huazhai as the first position for the time being.

Xi Painting Studio.

The light blue robe was a bit worn out, it was the trace left by rushing into the fire.

In her arms, the original snow-white dress was stained with blood from time to time, as well as some gray stains.

Luo Xi hugged Xueying like this, stroking her back over and over again to reassure her.

And Xueying, like a frightened little animal, was terrified and restless.

"Brother Xi?" A soft voice sounded, I can't remember how many times it was.

"Yeah. Brother Xi is here." A gentle voice responded leisurely.

Every once in a while, conversations like this come up.

Such a simple question and answer, repeated over and over again.

Outside, the noise of the crowd.

None of them can hear...

(End of this chapter)