Chapter 1503
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The young boy's aura suddenly froze.
A murderous aura burst out from his body.
One hand held the long sword at the side.
"Little brother, don't be afraid. This is the footsteps of my servant girl."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a small figure limping over from the door.
When he saw the door that had fallen to the ground, a trace of astonishment appeared on his pale and thin face.
"Miss … are you okay?" Little Zi Ling rushed to Qing Luo's side and her eyes turned red when she saw Qing Luo covered in blood.
"I'm fine." Qing Luo shook her head and touched Little Zi Ling's head. "Ling 'er, help me lift the little brother out from under the bed. He's seriously injured."
"Little brother?" Little Zi Ling was puzzled.
When she saw the strange young boy under the bed, Zi Ling exclaimed in surprise.
Before she could speak, Qing Luo covered her mouth tightly. "Shh … don't shout. Father just brought people to chase little brother."
"Miss, you … what are you doing! The master is chasing him, you … how can you … "Little Zi Ling looked at the young boy under the bed and immediately persuaded her Miss." Miss, if we hand him over now, the master will definitely find someone to look at your injuries. "
"No!"
Qing Luo shook her head stubbornly and the expression on her face became serious. "I promised to help little brother, so I must help him!"
Knowing that she couldn't win against her Miss, Little Zi Ling had to help Qing Luo and lifted the young boy out from under the bed.
After a long while, the two little girls helped the young boy to lie down on the bed.
Qing Luo grabbed the thin quilt on the ground and covered the young boy.
Seeing the young boy's frown, she lowered her eyes in embarrassment. "Little brother, I'm sorry, I … I only have this quilt. The weather is cold and we don't have a door … please make do with it."
The young boy's frown deepened.
When he saw the disappointment and guilt in Qing Luo's eyes, something seemed to tremble in his heart.
Almost subconsciously, he blurted out, "What about you?"
Qing Luo was startled and immediately raised a big smile. "I'm not cold, it's okay."
The cold wind was bleak and Qing Luo was also covered with wounds.
The thin robe on his body could not withstand the cold at all.
He was clearly shivering from the cold, and even his voice was trembling.
However, she still covered him with the only blanket that could keep him warm.
This little girl was really silly.
The young boy stared at that smiling face without blinking.
He was used to fighting openly and covertly, as well as conspiracies and plots.
Little Qing Luo's innocence easily touched a certain part of the young man's heart.
"You come up to the bed too," the young boy said calmly.
Xiao Qing Luo's eyes widened as she shook her head vigorously, "The adults all say that there are differences between males and females. If we sleep on the same bed, we will get married in the future."
"You're still a child. When you grow up, you won't be able to sleep on the same bed with a man," the young boy said with rare patience.
Xiao Qing Luo hesitated for a moment.
Perhaps it was because it was too cold.
She crawled onto the bed timidly.
"Miss, this is the steamed bun we just got from Eighth Young Master. You haven't eaten all day, eat something before you sleep." Little Zi Ling limped to the bedside and carefully took out the steamed bun from her arms.
The steamed bun was already cold and a little hard.
But to Qing Luo, it was already very good food.
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