"No need to pretend, get up, it's not comfortable to lie down, get up and eat something."

He remembered that she hadn't eaten for most of the day.

It's time to be hungry.

The person who was lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes, his amber eyes were so clear and transparent, but at this time he blinked half cunningly and half flatteringly, obviously a little weak after being seen through the trick.

She sat up slowly, and there was still the weakness and fainting momentum of that time.

Youyan sighed, seeing the clear flattering look in her eyes, she already knew that she had been deceived by this little girl.

He just didn't speak, picked up a bowl of porridge, and said:

"Let's drink some first, this is the only one in my palace."

Liluo saw the blue porcelain bowl, the white rice soup, and saw the sparse rice grains.

Even though Liluo knows that the family of the powerful is very different from the ordinary family, this difference permeates all aspects, including food, conversation, education, and concepts.

However, it stands to reason that a family like him is not full of delicacies, eating fragrant and spicy food, eating whatever he wants, and eating whatever he wants, which can completely satisfy his willful appetite. Should you live an enviable life?

How...... Could it be that her concept is wrong, the real powerful family is living such a poor life, and she can't even eat rice?

It was much harder than their life, she subconsciously looked at the dining table and found that there was really only such a bowl of porridge, could it be that the porridge could not even be served?

It's such a hard time...... She immediately felt like she was about to cry, she was curious about life here, and she also had the desire and courage to accept a new life.

But I really didn't think that I would live a life without rice......

When I think about it, I feel a little sad, don't you......

Youyan saw some clues, and knew that she was probably thinking nonsense, so she coughed dryly twice, and then said:

"There's nothing to eat here, cultivators, the appetite is not very heavy, you can eat it or not, I don't want to be so troublesome, so I don't usually eat much......

But the guards were not at ease, so they left some rice porridge, but here...... Probably only rice porridge. ”

He handed the rice porridge to her, let her hold it herself, and smiled:

"You shouldn't be hurt."

Although he said yes, he examined the whole body of this person, and there were no scars, obviously protected by those well-trained guards.

Thinking about the bloodstains on that little face, I'm afraid it's also the guard's.

Liluo smiled reluctantly, and subconsciously touched her face, the blood on it had been wiped clean by Youyan when she was pretending to be asleep, thinking of the gentle contact, she was still a little uncomfortable, and there was still inexplicable excitement in her heart.

But why should I be excited? I think it's probably because I owe this man too much.

After touching her face, she directly admitted:

"It's not my blood, it's the guard's."

Youyan nodded, watched her take the bowl of porridge, and said:

"It's okay if you're okay, I don't mean to blame you."

Yu Yan handed her a white porcelain spoon.

Liluo is indeed hungry, she hasn't eaten anything for half a day, and her last meal, probably not used to it, mixed with a little reserved reason, she ate too little, and now she is hungry and tortured, but she regrets it.

What's so good about pretending to have a small amount of food like this, isn't it yourself who is hungry in the end?