After saying that, he didn't look at her again, turned around and walked out.
"After half an hour, her acupuncture points were released."
After half an hour, her charming poison will be completely lifted.
Looking at Rong Chu's back that exuded an aura of indifference, Yun Wu whispered, "Oh, His Highness's temper has become increasingly moody recently."
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"Dong dong dong."
"Um, His Highness Rong Chu, you are a slave, can you come in?" Outside the door, the woman's soft, melodious voice carried a strange emotion, like she was a little nervous or a little embarrassed.
is her.
Rong Chu was stunned for a moment, put down the folding book in his hand, thought about it, picked it up again, coughed twice, and said calmly, "Come in."
Squeak...
With a gentle sound, the door was pushed open.
A pink figure slowly walked in.
There was a hint of blush on her beautiful and refined little face, like delicate petals with dewdrops in their mouths.
She looked a little embarrassed and folded her hands on her chest, "I'm here to thank Your Highness."
Okay, even though she doesn't want to admit it.
But...Rong Chu saved her again.
If he hadn't arrived in time, she would have been killed by that scumbag in Mo Yecheng...
Due to emotion and reason, she should have come to thank him before leaving.
"No, I didn't go out to save you. I just accidentally saw it and wanted to help you."
His voice was light and calm, without any emotion.
He's always like this.
There was no emotion when he spoke, and the expression on his face was light.
He seems to be a person who has no desires or desires.
She raised her head slightly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
In front of me is a shockingly beautiful picture.
He sat on the desk and quietly reviewed the mistakes.
The moonlight outside the window seemed to be tilted towards his face, and the face made of beautiful jade absorbed the essence of the moonlight, covering it with a faint layer of whiteness.
The dark hair fell from his shoulders, soft and shiny, like a piece of gorgeous silk.
The fingers of the hand holding the pen are slender and beautiful, with well-defined joints.
Even his hands are very beautiful, like perfect sculptures.
His excessively pale complexion still did not detract from his beautiful appearance, but instead presented an alternative and attractive morbid beauty.
"Your Highness, this is the tea that my slave has just brewed."
She also has nothing substantial to express her feelings about.
Fortunately, he didn't dislike the tea she made, so he brought a cup over.
Tea is his favorite temperature. After serving him for a few days, I already know a thing or two about some of his preferences and habits.
Rong Chu nodded lightly, "Yeah."
She walked over with tea and said politely and casually, "Your Highness has not recovered yet, so it is better not to mark it too late and go to bed early. No matter what, your health is the most important thing."
Rong Chu put his hand and was about to bring tea.
After hearing her words, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were a little strange, "Are you concerned about me?"
"Oh, yes, I am concerned about Your Highness."
In fact, it’s just a random question.
He has a lot of concubines, so there is no need for her to care.
His eyes flickered slightly, and a faint smile appeared in his shining eyes, "Are you ready to go back?"
"Well, the slave's poison has been cured. I came here specifically to thank His Highness."