Back in his courtyard, Yuan Zhao paused and instructed Linglong and Wenfeng:

"In the future, if I don't open my mouth, don't go in."

Wen Feng and Linglong glanced at each other, although they had doubts, but they still responded.

"By the way, how has Jin Zhu been raised in the past two days?"

Yuan Zhao asked about the man he had brought back.

"She's already in good shape."

Ask the wind to speak.

Jin Zhu didn't have any injuries on his body, more of a starvation.

"But Mademoiselle wants to keep her as a maid?"

Q Feng asked.

Yuan Zhao shook his head:

"Tomorrow you bring her to me."

She wanted to keep Jinzhu by her side, but Jinzhu also said that she would only stay by her side for two years, which could be regarded as repaying her for saving her life.

After giving the instructions, Yuan Zhao pushed open the door and entered the house.

As soon as she entered, she was stunned, and saw that there were many more things in her room.

The tea cup was replaced with the finest white jade, the table was made of fine sandalwood, and even the bed was made of golden silk nanmu.

It's just such a big movement, and no one in the house noticed it, which shows Rong Ruo's means.

As soon as I entered the room, a top-notch white tea fragrance came to my face, and the enchanting but extremely cold man was leaning on the soft couch while sipping tea while flipping through the book in his hand.

Looking at his idle appearance, Yuan Zhao had the illusion that he had gone to the wrong house.

This evil star really doesn't think of himself as an outsider at all.

The corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she asked respectfully:

"The Overseer is so early today?"

Now it's not even useful for dinner, but he's actually here, but it's really ......

Rong Ruo didn't raise his eyelids, flipped the book in his hand, and said lightly:

"Don't want to see this seat?"

The corners of Yuan Zhao's mouth twitched slightly, and he barely squeezed out a smile:

"How?"

Rong Ruo raised his eyes to look at her, looking at her pale lips and obviously bloodless face, he frowned, he deliberately tortured her yesterday when she provoked himself.

Looking at this small body, he didn't know how long it could last, and thinking of this, he said:

"Bushan!"

Yuan Zhao: "......"

She was about to open the door and ask Wen Feng to go to the kitchen to prepare a meal, but the door opened first, and Rong Ruo's right-hand man Qingzhu came in with two little eunuchs carrying food boxes one by one, and put a plate of exquisite meals on the table in front of her.

Looking at the stunned Yuan Zhao, Qingzhu saluted her and left respectfully.

Rong Ruo put down the book and sat down, he looked up at Yuan Zhao, who was still stunned, and said unhappily:

"Do you want to be invited to this seat?"

Yuan Zhao came back to his senses when he heard this, and sat down reflexively.

Looking at Rong Ruo who was eating slowly in front of her, she was in a trance, she never thought that one day she would eat at the same table with this evil star.

"Look at this seat again, and this seat will gouge out your eyeballs."

When Yuan Zhao heard this, he suddenly didn't dare to look at Rong Ruo anymore, and mechanically picked up the chopsticks and ate something.

I have to say that this evil star is really going to enjoy it, these foods are not many times better than those made by the Zhou Mansion, and they can't even compare to the craftsmanship of asking the wind.

After a long delay at Mrs. Zhou's place today, Yuan Zhao was already hungry, and when she encountered such a delicious food, she unconsciously ate two bowls of rice before stopping.

When she finished eating, she found that Rong Ruo had stopped her chopsticks and was looking at her without knowing when.

Seeing her look over, a trace of disgust crossed Rong Ruo's eyes:

"You eat so much, and you don't see any meat on your body."

Yuan Zhao: "......"

She was going to be laughed at, who was she so weak for?

However, it is obvious that Rong Ruo does not have this awareness, and he does not feel that all this is due to him.

Seeing her coming, Rong Ruo suddenly threw something into her arms.

Yuan Zhao looked down and found that it was the sachet he often wore.

She glanced at Rong Ruo with a strange expression, was it what she thought?