Chapter 8 Like
"boom--!"
It was as if something exploded completely in Lanpin's mind!
Her face instantly turned as pale as paper! Her lips trembled, and she couldn't even utter a word!
Just then!
“Crash!”
There was a crisp sound of shattering glass coming from the side!
But it was Xiao Jingchi!
He seemed to be frightened by the sudden tense atmosphere between the two of them, and suddenly waved his hand and knocked over the jigsaw puzzle on the low table in front of him!
It was an exquisite toy made of colored glass, and now it was shattered to the ground!
A sharp piece of glass fragment cut his white and tender fingers!
Blood gushed out instantly!
"Ah! My hand! It hurts!"
Xiao Jingchi cried out in fear like a child, looking at his bleeding fingers with tears in his eyes.
This sudden change once again interrupted the suffocating confrontation in the hall!
"Chi'er!"
Lanpin no longer cared about her own horror, and quickly shook off Chen He's hand and rushed towards Xiao Jingchi.
However, Shen He's movements were faster than hers!
Shen He almost subconsciously grabbed Xiao Jingchi's hand.
After taking a look at the not-so-deep wound, she skillfully took out a clean handkerchief from her sleeve, pressed it precisely on the wound, and pressed hard to stop the bleeding!
The pressing technique, angle, and strength...
It turned out to be the dean of Qingshan Academy, Yan Qingxiu, who taught his disciples unique methods for treating external injuries!
Xiao Jingchi hissed in pain, and a subtle and complex light flashed across his eyes when he looked at Chen He.
Chen He simply treated his wound, then let go of his hand and stuffed the blood-stained handkerchief back into his sleeve as if nothing had happened.
She stood up and looked down at Lanpin, who was pale and frightened.
Eyes, cold and calm.
"My Lady,"
"You should be thankful."
Shen He's voice was clearly heard by everyone in the hall.
"At least, that's what your son encountered today,"
"It's me."
Rather than those who really want his life, or want to use him to drag the entire Xue family into an abyss of no return.
After the voice fell, Shen He no longer looked at Lanpin, turned around and walked out of the palace.
Lanpin was left standing there in a daze, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.
However, in the depths of the lowered eyes of the seemingly foolish Sixth Prince Xiao Jingchi, a dark light flashed that no one noticed.
Chen He turned around, her steps steady, her skirt brushing against the cold golden brick floor without a trace of nostalgia.
Behind him was Lanpin's pale face as if struck by lightning, and Xiao Jingchi's eyes that seemed ignorant but actually had undercurrents.
The palace gate is right in front of us.
The dim light outside seemed like another completely different world.
"Sister He!"
A soft and lingering voice called from behind.
It’s Xiao Jingchi.
Chen He paused slightly, but did not look back.
There was a sound of light footsteps approaching.
A warm little hand, with a little persistence, gently pulled her sleeve.
Shen He glanced sideways.
Xiao Jingchi looked up with his delicate and beautiful face, which was spotless, and his eyes were slightly red, as if he was really scared just now.
In his other hand, he held a golden object.
It's golden candied dates.
It was one of the snacks scattered on the low table just now, and it was also the last one left.
He carefully stuffed the candied date into Chen He's slightly cool palm.
The moment your fingertips touch, you can feel the sugar on the surface of the candied dates, which is a bit sticky.
Even when he withdrew his hand, the candy still drew a fine and crystal-clear thread between their fingertips.
“The dates are sweet.”
Xiao Jingchi looked at her, his eyes sparkling as if they contained two clear springs.
"To Sister He."
His voice was filled with the innocence and flattery that only a child can have.
It seemed as if the person with dark eyes and deep thoughts just now was just a dream.
Chen He's heart moved slightly.
She looked down at the round and plump golden date in her palm, which shone with an alluring luster in the sunlight.
In her previous life, she had never cared about this foolish Sixth Prince.
She never thought that he would take the initiative to get close to her like this.
This child...
Is it really stupid, or...
Just as Shen He's mind was racing!
"Bang--!"
There was a crisp sound of shattering behind me!
It’s Concubine Lan!
She seemed to have finally come back to her senses from her extreme fear, or perhaps she was hurt by the scene before her, and she suddenly waved her hand and knocked over the teacup on the low table beside her!
Tea spilled all over the floor!
"Idiot! You...you come here!"
Lanbin's voice was sharp, trembling with uncontrollable anger!
She didn't dare to attack Shen He again, but turned all her resentment and fear towards her son!
That "foolish" son whom she had always pitied and exploited!
However, Xiao Jingchi seemed to be frightened by her suddenly raised voice.
He shrank his neck suddenly.
The next moment, he made a move that no one expected!
He did not throw himself upon his mother.
Instead, like a frightened little rabbit, it suddenly jumped into Shen He's arms!
He hugged Shen He's waist tightly with both hands!
He buried his face in Shen He's soft clothes, raised his head, and cried out in a voice that was very clear:
"Chi'er likes Sister He!"
"Chi'er wants Sister He!"
like!
These two words, like thunder, exploded in the silent side hall!
Lanpin's face turned from pale to ashen in an instant!
Lanpin looked at the scene in front of her and felt that it was extremely dazzling and ridiculous!
She took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, looked at Xiao Jingchi with cold eyes, and said with deliberate sarcasm:
"Chi'er, do you know what the word 'like' means?"
"Do you know how to write the word 'like'?"
A fool who may not even recognize his own name!
How can you take it seriously when you say you like me?!
It's such a huge joke!
She just didn't believe that Shen He couldn't see the falsehood and absurdity in this!
However, this was beyond Lanpin's expectations.
Xiao Jingchi was not stumped by the question, nor did he look bewildered.
He still stayed in Shen He's arms, only raising one small hand.
The finger that had just been cut by Liuli and bandaged by Chenhe still had a faint trace of blood.
He stretched out his finger and dipped it in the tea that had just spilled on the ground but had not yet dried up.
Then he began to draw crookedly on the smooth gold brick floor.
He painted slowly and carefully.
It's like describing something extremely important.
While painting, he answered Lanpin's question in a soft voice with a hint of obvious pride:
"Know!"
"I like it, that is..."
He stopped writing, raised his little head and looked at Chen He.
In those clear eyes, Chen He's slightly stunned face was reflected.
Then, he pointed to the "symbol" drawn on the ground with tea. It had no shape, but the outline could be vaguely seen.
"horizontal,"
"vertical,"
“Wanwan…”
"hook--"
He recited the strokes in a baby voice, and finally said with certainty:
"Like, Sister He's eyes!"
Bright and curved, like the crescent moon in the sky!
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Lanbin looked at the childish graffiti on the ground, then at her son's innocent look, whose only thought was about "Sister He", and her heart sank completely.
Chen He lowered her eyes to look at the little head in her arms, feeling the lingering warmth of Qin Jue around her waist, and the word "like" on the ground that was said to resemble her eyes...
His eyes became extremely complicated.
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