He glanced at the soup in the porcelain bowl and said quietly, "Can't you eat it?"
Ruan Yuyi's fingertips curled up slightly, "I have used it a lot just now."
He walked towards her step by step, with a ring of music on his body, like water dripping into a deep pool, and his sight stirred up thousands of waves in her heart. Perhaps her body had remembered the pain, and she was a little afraid of him, so she subconsciously stepped back.
Noticing her little movements, his face darkened, he stretched out his long arms to pull her into his arms, and pinched her slender waist, but he really couldn't feel a few ounces of flesh.
He chuckled, "Lingling only eats so much, so her physical strength is so poor."
As he spoke, his hot breath caressed her ears, turning her round and pearl-like earlobes crimson. Ruan Yuyi didn't want to get into any more entanglements with him, so she sat down, picked up a spoon, scooped up the soup, and put it into her mouth.
At this moment, the young lady looks extremely docile, with apricot face and peach cheeks, lowered eyes, and slightly trembling eyelashes that are a bit more lively than the butterfly resting on the stamens.
But he just felt that it was too comfortable for her, and it was not worth the yellow sand blinding her eyes, being hungry and cold during the march, not to mention the pain of a long sword piercing her heart. Thinking of this, the coldness in his eyes became even more intense.
There was still a small amount left in the bowl, and Ruan Yuyi really couldn't use it anymore. Something seemed to be swollen in her stomach. Taking another bite would cause her stomach to churn.
She quietly raised her eyes and glanced at the person in front of her. The warm light gathered on his body, making him still have a cold face, but he looked much more real. With a little hope, she spoke, "Your Majesty, can I stay?
Some?"
He was silent for a while and then said a short sentence, "That's it."
She breathed a sigh of relief, put down the spoon in her hand, and pushed the porcelain bowl further away.
"Jiang Qi asked about you today," he said suddenly, with an emotion in his eyes that she couldn't discern clearly. "He praised you for sending me sweet osmanthus wine last time. I'll ask for it."
She raised her head when she heard the name of Crown Prince Yu, whom she had not heard for a long time.
She did give Jiang Qi a taste of Gu, but she didn't expect that he would remember it. When she buried the jar of osmanthus wine, she didn't expect to give it away later.
She still remembered that the wind blew that day, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was blown like snow, falling all over the ground. But she, who was still observing the festival, buried it under the soil with this mood.
"Your Majesty, I don't have any extra wine." She said truthfully.
I originally brewed some to share with the girls in my courtyard to taste, but I didn’t want to get drunk. How could I bury it in three jars and five jars on the ground?
He stared at her for a long time. He didn't think that her hand was really gone. He sneered secretly. She was very measured about when to say something. If the person in front of her was Jiang Qi, would she have said it differently?
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He stood behind her, enveloping her completely under his thick and slender shadow. His voice was soft and slow, questioning and coaxing, "Did you personally pour him the wine that day?"
He stared at her, slightly hunched his shoulders and lowered his head, feeling her body stiffen slightly.
Seeing that she was silent, he continued, "Then he touched your hand like this?" He touched her white jade hand, squeezed his fingertips between her fingers, and slowly tightened it.
Her hands are also considered exquisite among women. Under Jiang Huaiyang's big hands with green veins, they set off the icy muscles and jade bones, as if they were carefully carved and polished by a skilled craftsman.
Ruan Yuyi shook her head, panicking, and the beads on her hair dangled. She didn't want to make him angry.
His hand turned to touch her lips, pressing the two pieces of soft flesh until they were slightly deformed, "Then did he treat you like this?" It was impossible. She had only met Jiang Qi a few times.
His fingertips penetrated her mouth, and she could only open her lips in response. Unfortunately, she couldn't say a word.
When she felt him tugging at her clothes, she was startled and quickly held his hand.
He let go of her lips and waited silently for her to speak.
She opened her lips slightly, breathed calmly, and said hesitantly, "Your Highness... I have my menstrual period today." However, after saying this, she blushed.
She carefully observed his expression, hoping that he would really believe this casual remark.
A meal in his hand.
The young lady raised her eyes to look at him. Her eyes were wide and round with affection, and her eyes were filled with autumn water. She was somewhat similar to the small animals in the forest. She could make people's hearts melt just by looking at him.
He didn't notice her twinkling eyes and finally let her go.
Seeing his calm expression, she breathed a sigh of relief.
After Jiang Huaiyang left, it was already evening, and the dim afterglow dyed everything in the courtyard. Occasionally, dead leaves fell lightly, making it look peaceful and lonely.
Following the lady's instructions, Mu Xiang approached the deserted kitchen and opened the creaking wooden door.
There seemed to be lingering smoke inside, which was pungent and choking. She suppressed the itching in her throat, lit the firewood with her hands and feet neatly, and threw it towards the firewood piled in the corner.
The flaming fire stick smashed into the fire, making a rustling sound.
With the half-wall-high firewood fueling the fire, the fire suddenly jumped up, licking the dry firewood straw. The heat wave hit Muxiang, and two lights reflected in her eyes.
She stared for a while to make sure the fire would go out on its own soon, then stepped out and closed the door.
Across the door, when no one else was paying attention, the fire blackened the stalks and grew wantonly, filling the whole room with frightening light.
Ruan Yuyi and Mu Ling Mu Xiang walked around to the side of the main house, raised their heads, and saw a high wall in front of them, blocking the outside scenery. If you listened carefully, you could hear the occasional human voice, getting closer and further away.
Mu Ling first threw the lady's power fence up the eaves of the wall. She was not strong enough and tried several times before she managed to hang it up. She stepped on the round stool first and climbed up with great effort.
She only stuck out half of her head and looked around. When she saw that there were no guards guarding her side, she was overjoyed and turned to the side, "Miss, this method works!" In her joy, she forgot about her feet and looked at her face.
On the verge of collapse.
Mu Xiang was startled and wanted to reach out to pick it up.
Mu Ling swayed for a while, then grabbed the edge of the wall and then stood firm. She was so panicked that her heart was numb, she patted her chest repeatedly, turned around and said to the two of them, "I'm fine."
Ruan Yuyi was also frightened by her, so she couldn't help but warned her a few more times, telling her to be more careful.
Mu Ling climbed up the wall and stretched out her hand towards Ruan Yuyi, while Mu Xiang protected her on the side, fearing that she would fall. She gathered up the hem of her skirt and used her strength to climb up. The clean skirt seemed to be half open.
The flowers bloomed slightly with her movements.
The two of them crouched slightly to avoid anyone noticing anything strange here.
Turning your head slightly, you can easily see the scenery outside. The people here are sparsely populated, but it is much more lively than inside the courtyard. Looking further into the distance, you can see a river with only a few boats on it.
One by one, the black spots slowly disappeared behind the trees.
Perhaps it had been too long since she had had any contact with the outside world, and the tip of her heart could not help but tremble slightly.