Tang Jiao's extremely aggrieved accusations and accusations made Mo Ziran couldn't help but glance at Luo Jingchu with disgust, what happened between the senior brother and this woman when he was a child, so that this woman could be so resentful?

Suddenly remembered that his hand didn't seem to be withdrawn yet, and he wanted to withdraw his hand just now, but because Tang Jiao suddenly appeared, he was stunned.

Mo Ziran withdrew her hand again, but after two or three times, she found that Luo Jingchu was holding her hand tightly, refusing to let go, and not looking at Tang Jiao, but turned her head sideways, staring at her with a pair of dark and deep charming eyes, looking at her with a hairy heart, I don't know what is wrong with him, why did he suddenly stare at her? Obviously, now the woman is talking to him and confiding in his grievances! He ignored the woman, but just held on to her hand, what did he mean?

"Senior brother, you scratched my hand, hurry up and let go." Mo Ziran pursed her lips, met Luo Jingchu's gaze, and glared at him viciously, really, can you just say anything directly? Don't keep holding on to her hand, her hand pain is not fake, but it really hurts, he doesn't know what crazy he is, and suddenly he increased the strength of his hand that grabbed her, causing her to grit her teeth secretly.

"Did it hurt you?" Luo Jingchu knew that he had unconsciously done something wrong, and almost injured his junior sister, so he hurriedly raised her hand, raised it under his nose, looked at it carefully, and asked anxiously, "It hurts, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I think, don't take you to the queen mother's, you come with me, I'll take you to my place for medicine." ”

"Where are you?" Mo Ziran blinked suspiciously, and when she withdrew her hand again this time, because Luo Jingchu didn't use so much force, she just gently grabbed her hand, so she easily withdrew her hand from his hand, and muttered while rubbing her hands, "Forget it, I don't need any medicine, I'm not so delicate, okay?" It just hurt a little bit, and after a while, my hand didn't hurt anymore. ”

"Of course it's going to the East Palace, my prince's palace ......" Luo Jingchu's gaze, with Mo Ziran's hand moving, watched her drop her hand to her side, his gaze quickly followed, looking at the hand that was pinched by him, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "No, this medicine must be taken, even if your hand doesn't hurt for a while, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be bruises...... "Senior sister's hands are very delicate and soft, and a little bit of force will pinch it will cause a red trace, and after the red trace subsides, it will become a faint bruise, he didn't want his junior sister to leave any marks on her hands.

Luo Jingchu's hand stretched out to Mo Ziran again, this time he didn't pull her hand hard, but gently held her wrist, gently pulled her and left: "Let's go, don't be sluggish, go to the East Palace first, if you continue to waste time here, you will definitely be late for the palace banquet in a while." ”

Tang Jiao on the side was so angry in her heart, she said so many things, telling her full of grievances and sadness, but Luo Jingchu didn't react at all, and even completely ignored her, this kind of completely regarded her as air, but in front of her, she looked at another woman with a gentle expression, and the scene of caring and considerate for another woman made her so angry that she almost vomited a mouthful of blood from her chest.