Chapter 209: Two hundred and thirteen

Chapter 209 Chapter 213: Saving others with oneself
After everything was done, Tang Luo turned to look at his ashamed little brother with tears in the corners of his eyes, stretched out his hand, and Xiao Zhengtai shuddered.
The fists of the Transcendence Realm are too heavy for the mortal martial artist, let alone a young man who has not started to develop.
Tang Luo didn't want to do it again, just patted the dust on the teenager's abdomen and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!" Xiao Zhengtai replied with a stubborn look. He raised his head and coughed up a trace of blood.
Tang Luo shook his head, took out another square scarf from his arms and handed it to him: "Not only do you hurt, but the little girl also hurts."
He didn't keep his hands with this punch and kick, but the general mortal martial artist could only vomit two mouthfuls of blood.
The twelve or thirteen-year-old girl did not grow up at all, and the boy in front of her was as strong as a calf. One can imagine how difficult it was for the little girl last night.
Everyone can only see the blood vomited by the young master, and who cares about the pain of the girl being torn apart and the fragility of being unable to stand up.
In this world, there is no market for advocating equality for all. Tang Luo clearly knows this. Even if one day he can build a city that requires equality for all, it will be nothing more than a false ideal.
Because the beautiful scene where everyone is equal is an illusory society under the oppression of absolute power. In such a society, there is no reality, so there is no equality.
But his memory and personality had been shaped long before he came to this world, and these three views, which were completely different from those in this world, became the only connection between him and that great place. He did not want to give up .
A selfish person will not feel sad for hurting others, because he doesn’t care about anyone other than himself, but Tang Luo doesn’t want his brother to become that kind of person, so the last thing he has to teach his brother is A way of empathy.
Only those who learn to empathize will discover the real world.
Listening to his brother's words, Tang Xing trembled all over, and turned his head subconsciously, only to see Miaozhu looking at him with worried eyes.
His heart was tight, and he subconsciously wanted to escape that concerned look, because he really couldn't figure out why the maid, who was so hurt, should care about himself.
The ignorant teenager tried to understand love for the first time, and the conclusion was:
Love probably means that she still cares about you, even if you are scarred.
Tang Luo glanced at the stunned Tang Xing, shook his head slightly, and turned to Xu Shuhui and said, "Mother, the son has left first."
Xu Shuhui nodded understanding, Tang Luo turned around and patted Tang Xing on the shoulder and said, "Brother, let's go first."
Without waiting for a reply, he stepped out of the side hall. As soon as he left the door, he saw Xu Laoying, who was leaning on the pillar beside the door with his chest.
"Why are you standing here?"
Xu Laoying scratched his hair, and said embarrassingly: "This kind of thing is not suitable for me."
"Aren't you the best at this kind of thing?" Tang Luo joked with a smile.
"Where and where, you are good at it, you are good at it." Xu Lao won haha.
Tang Luo shook his head and said, "Let's go, eat first, and then get you a challenge book."
"Okay~ Brother, you are so reliable!" Xu Laoying gave Tang Luo a thumbs up.
"It's good to know." Tang Luo proudly led him towards the dining hall.
After the eldest son left the side hall, Xu Shuhui said to several stewards and martial artists: "You also go with me."
Having said this, she touched Xiao Zhengtai's face with distress and said with pity: "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all." Tang Xing choked up feeling Xu Shuhui's care and touch.
The choking look of the young son was seen in Xu Shuhui's eyes, and the tears that made her finally stop breaking down again, she cried and said: "Don't blame your brother, he just misses you too much."
"No mother, I know my brother is kind to me."
"Good, Xing'er is really good." Xu Shuhui looked at Xiaozheng's sensible appearance and kissed him on the cheek.
Without virginity, the youngest son became an adult, and he would never be able to kiss his cheek anymore. This was the last kiss a mother gave the child. Xu Shuhui couldn't stop her tears when she thought of this.
But no matter how much you love, this kiss won’t last. Xu Shuhui raised her head reluctantly, and held the child’s face again and said: "Mother is gone, here." She crossed her eyes and talked about the maidservant who was sitting on the ground, and said to Tang Xing. : "You are at your disposal."
After that, Xu Shuhui left the side hall with a few stewards and warriors.
After Tang Xinggong sent her mother away, only the little maidservant Miaozhu who was sitting on the ground was left in the side hall.
"Cough." Tang Xing covered his mouth with a square scarf. Just now his mother was beside him. He was holding back the discomfort of his internal organs, and now he could finally vomit the blood out. The square scarf in his hand was stained red.
He wiped his mouth, tucked the square scarf into his chest, turned around to come to Miaozhu's side, and sat down.
Looking at the little girl in front of him, he didn't know what to say for a while, but he had just been educated but he decided to speak first.
"Miaozhu."
"Master."
The two spoke at the same time, the little girl's eyes were full of worry, and Xiao Zhengtai's eyes were full of apologize.
Miaozhu looked at Tang Xing's eyes and burst into tears.
She had been crying most of the time last night, but he didn't feel a trace of it, but why did his heart tremble when she cried today? Tang Xing took the scarf out of his arms in a panic, and handed it out anxiously, saying: "You Don’t cry, I’m not good, don’t cry."
Miaozhu didn't answer, but sobbed, wiping his face indiscriminately with his hands.
Tang Xing looked at the other party’s grievances and crying, and inexplicably surged an urge to hug him. This is what Xu Shuhui often did to him when he was afraid. In his memory, this should be the best way to overcome fear and crying. The way, but when she hugs her, she feels that the girl in her arms is trembling all over.
Tang Xing whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Don't be afraid, it's okay." He didn't know why she was so afraid, but he could only apologize.
"Handmaid, don't be afraid." The girl replied with a trembling voice.
Of course she was afraid, even though she had tried her best to control herself, her body still couldn't help but tremble. This was the sequelae of last night, and now she is still tearing pain.
Tang Xing grasped Miaozhu's shoulders, straightened her body, and promised with red eyes, "I'm sorry, I will protect you in the future!"
Miaozhu looked at Tang Xing's earnest eyes. For a moment, she felt a trance of unreality, as if it were a dream. She didn't speak, just stretched out her hand and touched the other's face.
A lonely little girl, she heard a promise for the first time in her life. Someone said she would protect her.
This is a wonderful experience like never before.
It feels so good to be cared for, Miaozhu laughed, and the satisfaction on his face made people look sad.
What else did Tang Xing want to say, there was another fishy anger in his throat, and another mouthful of blood sprayed on Miaozhu.
Seeing Tang Xing vomiting blood, the little girl's smile turned into panic, and she hurriedly wiped the blood on Tang Xing's mouth with her fingers wrapped in her cuffs.
The girl's hands were soft, and she was especially gentle when she wiped the boy's face. Seeing the care in Miaozhu's eyes, Tang Xing surged with warmth, and even the uncomfortableness in her internal organs and chest was more than half healed.
But the internal organs were injured, it was not all right after the blood was wiped off, it needed more professional treatment, and the pain of the girl.
After Tang Luo's reminder, he knew why the girl couldn't stand upright all the time and why her legs trembled so much.
"We go to the pharmacy to heal."
The guilty boy picked up the young girl and lay it between his arms. The young girl curled up in his arms like a cowardly little beast.
Miaozhu raised her head and looked at the teenager's profile. Although her face was still immature, it gave her a sense of stability. This feeling made her feel that even if she died now, she would not feel alone.
She buried her head in Tang Xing's chest again, listening to the fierce and hot beating of the young martial artist's chest.
"Puff, Puff, Puff"
(End of this chapter)