After the man walked out, Mu Yanxi, who had regained some strength, slowly sat up, looked at Rong Chu, who was still pale, and said, "Are you hungry?" Rong Chu moved his lips and said calmly, "My king
Not hungry.”
"That's good." She picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry either. I can't finish such a big bowl of rice. Why don't we each share half of it?"
He glanced over with a cold gaze and landed on the hodgepodge mixed together in the porcelain bowl. He frowned with a look of disgust on his face, "This food is almost like pig food. You actually let me eat this?"
She was so angry that she almost didn't mention it.
How long has it been and he still has nothing to say?
If you fall into the hands of others, you don't know whether you will live or die, yet you dare to be so picky.
Isn't it enough if he can feed his stomach? Does he still expect to enjoy the same treatment as in the palace in a place like this?
She endured her anger and patiently comforted her, "Your Highness, how can this wilderness be compared to the palace? People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. If you don't eat, how can you make up for it?"
You have enough physical strength. How about you feel aggrieved for now, and when you get back to the palace, I will cook you a big table of delicious food?"
Rong Chu was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her with his narrow and bright eyes. After a while, he slowly said, "They will take you away in a while. I am a disabled person after being poisoned. What do you think of us?"
Can I still go back?"
Not long after he woke up, his voice still had a lazy hoarse tone, like a pair of invisible hands gently playing with his heart. It was a little itchy, a little crispy, and a little numb.
"able!"
Mu Yanxi smiled, brought the meal and slowly moved to Rong Chu's side, her watery eyes flashing with firm confidence, "I have confidence in Your Highness."
"I can't protect myself now. Where does your confidence come from?" Rong Chu chuckled.
The woman in purple was not very guarded against her, and gave her very little medicine. Although her limbs were weak, she could still carry out basic movements.
Rong Chu was confused and didn't know how much medicine he had been given. From last night to now, he was lying on his back in the same position, unable to move his hands or feet.
Mu Yanxi stretched out her hand and slowly helped him up. Knowing that he always liked to be clean and tidy, she combed his hair with her fingers and pinned the hosta in his bun again.
His dark hair is soft and smooth, of excellent quality, and can be easily taken care of.
"Your Highness is a very smart man. I believe you will have a way to get out of this predicament."
The two of them were very close when she was doing Wan's hair just now.
She has the unique fragrance of a girl, which is light and seems to be born with her. It is completely different from those women with strong powdery smell in Qianjiaobaimei.
At least...he doesn't dislike this smell.
"But no matter what His Highness's plan is, he must first fill his stomach and replenish his strength."
She pursed her lips and smiled, then put a chopstick of food to his mouth, "Eat a little, okay?"
Her voice was gentle and soft, as if she was coaxing a troubled child.
Rong Chu frowned, very dissatisfied with being treated like a child.
But when he raised his head, he saw the sweet smile on her lips. When he reached his lips, the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.
"Open your mouth, ah..." Mu Yanxi moved her chopsticks forward and coaxed gently.
"Mu Yanxi."
A trace of anger flashed in Rong Chu's eyes, "I am not a child. If you dare to talk to me in such a tone again, I..." After the man walked out, Mu Yanxi, who had regained some strength, slowly sat up.
, looked at Rong Chu who was still pale and said, "Are you hungry?" Rong Chu moved his lips and said lightly, "I am not hungry."
"That's good." She picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile, "I'm not hungry either. I can't finish such a big bowl of rice. Why don't we each share half of it?"
He glanced over with a cold gaze and landed on the hodgepodge mixed together in the porcelain bowl. He frowned with a look of disgust on his face, "This food is almost like pig food. You actually let me eat this?"
She was so angry that she almost didn't mention it.
How long has it been and he still has nothing to say?
If you fall into the hands of others, you don't know whether you will live or die, yet you dare to be so picky.
Isn't it enough if he can feed his stomach? Does he still expect to enjoy the same treatment as in the palace in a place like this?
She endured her anger and patiently comforted her, "Your Highness, how can this wilderness be compared to the palace? People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. If you don't eat, how can you make up for it?"
You have enough physical strength. How about you feel aggrieved for now, and when you get back to the palace, I will cook you a big table of delicious food?"
Rong Chu was stunned for a moment, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her with his narrow and bright eyes. After a while, he slowly said, "They will take you away in a while. I am a disabled person after being poisoned. What do you think of us?"
Can I still go back?"
Not long after he woke up, his voice still had a lazy hoarse tone, like a pair of invisible hands gently playing with his heart. It was a little itchy, a little crispy, and a little numb.
"able!"
Mu Yanxi smiled, brought the meal and slowly moved to Rong Chu's side, her watery eyes flashing with firm confidence, "I have confidence in Your Highness."
"I can't protect myself now. Where does your confidence come from?" Rong Chu chuckled.
The woman in purple was not very guarded against her, and gave her very little medicine. Although her limbs were weak, she could still carry out basic movements.
Rong Chu was confused and didn't know how much medicine he had been given. From last night to now, he was lying on his back in the same position, unable to move his hands or feet.
Mu Yanxi stretched out her hand and slowly helped him up. Knowing that he always liked to be clean and tidy, she combed his hair with her fingers and pinned the hosta in his bun again.
His dark hair is soft and smooth, of excellent quality, and can be easily taken care of.
"Your Highness is a very smart man. I believe you will have a way to get out of this predicament."
The two of them were very close when she was doing Wan's hair just now.
She has the unique fragrance of a girl, which is light and seems to be born with her. It is completely different from those women with strong powdery smell in Qianjiaobaimei.
At least...he doesn't dislike this smell.
"But no matter what His Highness's plan is, he must first fill his stomach and replenish his strength."
She pursed her lips and smiled, then put a chopstick of food to his mouth, "Eat a little, okay?"
Her voice was gentle and soft, as if she was coaxing a troubled child.
Rong Chu frowned, very dissatisfied with being treated like a child.
But when he raised his head, he saw the sweet smile on her lips. When he reached his lips, the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.
"Open your mouth, ah..." Mu Yanxi moved her chopsticks forward and coaxed gently.
"Mu Yanxi."
A trace of anger flashed in Rong Chu's eyes, "I am not a child. If you dare to talk to me in such a tone again, I..."