Canglan Empress

Chapter 717
Yaohua walked into Rong Jin's room without saying a word.

Although the maid had already tidied it up, the chaos that had just been tossed about could still be seen in the room.

The man on the bed was lying there with his head turned inward, as if he was sleeping.

But as soon as he heard someone coming in, he immediately turned his head, his face was pale, his eyes were dull, like an abandoned puppy.

The moment he saw Yaohua, a ray of light shot out from his eyes, which was astonishingly bright.

It made his brows and eyes come alive almost immediately.

But soon, thinking of his avoidance at noon, thinking of his alienation and indifference, the light in his eyes quickly dimmed again.

Yaohua walked to the bedside and looked at him expressionlessly: "What's wrong with you?"

The light in Rong Jin's eyes was faint, he closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I didn't lose my temper."

Don't lose your temper but don't eat, don't wash yourself, and overturn the basin?
Yaohua gave him a cold look, then turned around and told Huan'er who had come over to change the value, "Go to the kitchen and get some food."

Huan'er Fushen: "Yes, Your Highness."

Rong Jin didn't speak, and lied weakly on the pillow, his handsome and pale face appeared quiet and gloomy.

Yaohua has never faced this situation before, and he has never deliberately spoken softly to anyone.

But thinking of what Tianshu said just now, he was silent for a moment, pulled a stool and sat down.

"Your wound needs to be cleaned and changed, otherwise it will be easily infected." Yaohua said calmly, and the displeasure was gone in his voice, "So can you be obedient?"

Rong Jin didn't speak, and was as quiet as a puppet.

Due to the loss of martial arts and memory, and being injured, the eyes that used to be as cold and sharp as cold stars now only remain lonely and silent.

At this time, he was lying on his stomach quietly, and when he heard what Yaohua said, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue, but fell silent for some reason.

Yaohua said calmly: "What do you want to say?"

Rong Jin looked at him, but still didn't say a word, but closed his eyes sadly, and his long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Yao Hua frowned.

"Your Highness." Huan'er walked in carrying a tray.

On the tray were a steamed bun, a bowl of bird's nest porridge, a bowl of white rice porridge, and a glass of warm water.

Huan'er put the tray on the table, took warm water and walked to the bed: "Young Master Rong, drink some water to moisten your throat first."

Rong Jin glanced at her, then turned his head to face the inside without saying a word.

Huan'er looked at Yaohua anxiously.

Yaohua reached out to take the cup in her hand, "You go out first, and bring the warm water after a stick of incense."

Huan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and saluted: "Yes."

When there was no one in the room, Yaohua said calmly: "Drink some water, and then eat dinner."

Rong Jin was silent for a moment, then turned his head back and looked at Yaohua silently.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the little girl had already left, and he and the beauty were the only ones left in the room. He looked at Yaohua quietly, then raised his head slightly, pulled the wound on his back, and frowned slightly.

Just holding Yaohua's hand, he drank the whole glass of water. He drank it in a hurry, which made him cough, and pulled the wound behind him again. This time, he frowned a little bit, and his face was still pale.

You can see it hurts badly.

But Yaohua ignored him.

After he finished drinking a glass of water and put the glass aside, Yaohua picked up a bun and brought it to his mouth.

"eat by yourself."

Rong Jin glanced at it silently, then leaned over and took a bite.

(End of this chapter)