"Xiaobaihua, I blame my sister for doting on yuan'er too much in the ordinary days. Now the yuan'er who was just injured has become this way. Don't worry. My sister will discipline the boy well in the future, and won't let him bully you any more, OK?"
"Well, sister." Small white flowers holding Liu Rushuang, sobbing.
"Little white flower, when will the wound on your face be cured? Do you want my sister to help you Liu Rushuang said softly.
"No, sister. Xiaobaihua is not afraid of being hurt. She will recover in a few hours."
Xiaobaihua's mood has calmed down a lot, but at the bottom of my heart there is always some melancholy that can't be explained clearly. Do people in the palace really don't like her? Is she too silly and naive?
Han Mo Ze looked at Liu Rushuang and little white flower for a while, sighed deeply, then turned to leave.
"Ze, you don't want to..."
"Frost son, you don't have to worry about it this time. That boy has to pay the due price for everything he has done."
Han Mo Ze said in a deep voice and left without stopping.
……
Xiao Longyuan was carried to the study and put on the ground.
After sweeping around, there was nothing but rows and rows of books.
Because bookshelves block the light, the room looks a bit dark.
Xiao Longyuan embraces his arms and feels a little cold. He is so small that he feels a little scared when he is alone in this shady space.
Turning around and staring at the two doors in front of me, I reached out and tried to open them. I found that they were still.
So he slapped the two doors and cried, "let me out! Let me out! I don't want to stay here! Let me out of here
"Where are you, father and mother?"
"It's really little white flowers. They framed me. I didn't do that!"
"I am wronged, you must believe me!"
"I'm telling you the truth. Why don't you believe me?"
"Open the door! It's so cold here
……
In the end, Xiao Longyuan lost his voice and no one came to open the door.
Cough, cough
Xiao Longyuan coughs a few times, reaches out and rubs his throat, sniffles, and stares at the two gates with tearful eyes, expecting Han Moze and Liu Rushuang to come and let him out.
A quarter of an hour Two quarters of an hour Three quarters of an hour
Finally, an hour passed and no one came in.
Xiaolongyuan's small mouth is more and more shriveled, and his eyes are more and more crystal clear.
Gululu -
his stomach started to cry. It was all afternoon, but he had not eaten yet. He was so hungry.
And the legs are sleepy and numb, so uncomfortable.
Xiao Longyuan, with red eyes, went to the bookshelf, took a book and put it on the ground. He sat down, curled up and looked at the door.
……
Two hours passed.
Gurgling -
the stomach keeps making noises, which are getting higher and higher.
My heart felt more painful, my head was dizzy and my throat was burning.
Cough and cough --
Xiao Longyuan coughed incessantly, and his tears also ran all over his face. From noon till now, he has been trying hard not to cry, but now he can't help it any more.
He felt very uncomfortable all over, touched his forehead and found that there seemed to be some heat.
"Woo Dad, mom, when will you let me out? I'm so hungry, so cold, so sleepy, sobbing... "
Xiao Longyuan cried and dried his tears, but no one came to open the door.
……
Three hours passed, and towards the evening, the setting sun poured through the windows.
Xiao Longyuan curled up more tightly and began to shiver.
Hungry as if the whole tangled together, twitching pain, the whole person drowsy just want to sleep.
The door was opened just under my eyes.