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Seeing this bowl of porridge, which was more or less the same as the ones he usually ate, Hua Ruge finally felt that the Battle King was a little smoky.
"If you have no appetite, can't you eat?" She looked at him pitifully.
Tuoba Rui glared at him: "No."
His mood was much worse than before, obviously he was still angry, but he could not be provoked at this time. Therefore, Hua Ruge took the bowl over and started to drink slowly.
Drinking while silently cursing, the TV series are all lies, sick shouldn't be taken care of? Why was he still scared?
As if he saw the dissatisfaction in her eyes, Tuoba Rui frowned. He felt that something was amiss, and extended his hand out: "Hand it over."
Hua Ruge quickly shrunk: "You're not supposed to be like this, I just got a bit of it and you're the one to snatch it."
"Bring it here." Tuoba Rui's voice was unquestionable.
Hua Ruge smacked her lips. She felt that the porridge was really tasty, but it was too fierce for her to handle, so she still handed the bowl over.
Tuoba Rui took the bowl, filled the spoonful to the brim and brought it to her mouth, then said: "Eat."
Hua Ruge was confused and quickly replied: "That's not what I meant, even if it's just a TV show, it's not a porn show. I'll do it myself."
"If you don't eat, I'll take it." Tuoba Rui's voice was light.
Hua Ruge was feeling extremely sleepy just now, so after eating a few bites she was really hungry. Although it was uncomfortable, but she couldn't lose her stomach so she ate as well.
Tuoba Rui's expression became a bit more relaxed, and the process of him feeding the porridge also became a lot smoother.
The usually valiant Hua Ruge had finally eaten her porridge once as a girl.
Tuoba Rui took out a handkerchief and helped wipe the corner of her mouth, and Hua Ruge unnaturally hid for a bit, then crawled into bed: "I'm going to sleep."
"It just so happens that This King is also sleepy." Tuoba Rui said, and immediately lifted up the blanket and went in.
"Hey, hey, hey!" You have so many rooms in your house. Can't you go somewhere else to sleep for a gentleman? " Hua Ruge immediately shifted towards the corner.
Tuoba Rui looked at her from the side, "This king only likes his own bed."
"Then give me another room." Hua Ruge hurriedly said.
"No, I have to carry him to sleep." As Tuoba Rui spoke, he pulled her into his embrace and found a comfortable position to hug.
Hua Ruge was assaulted once again.
"Tuoba Rui, do you think I'm a sick cat if I don't show off!" Hua Ruge panicked, she still felt that she was the strongest person, how could she allow him to bully her?
"If your anger is too great, you can get better after a nap."
As he said that, he tapped Hua Ruge on the shoulder. Hua Ruge immediately felt that the spirit force in her body was sealed, the Element Body's instant soul technique had to be coordinated with spirit force, controlling the spirit force, she was just a cripple.
"Is your strength used to bully people?" Hua Ruge exploded.
Tuoba Rui caressed her head and said seriously: "They are used to kill people."
Hua Ruge swallowed his saliva and did not dare to speak.
Tuoba Rui smirked as he hugged her to his chest. Only at this moment did he feel truly at ease.
Although he was unhappy, he still fell asleep. When she woke up the next day, Tuoba Rui was already not by her side.
She felt her body. Although it was no longer painful, she still needed to recuperate.
Fang Lanxin's soul technique was different from others. Not only was the effects of the soul technique shocking, even its destructive power had increased by more than a level.
Bai Hua Clan's Hua Ruxue and Fang Lanxin were equally famous, maybe even he did not know about's true strength.
She got up, took a new coat from her storage ring, put it on, and went out after tucking her hair back in.
At the door, the steward stood with his hands by his sides.
"Where is the prince?" Hua Ruge pretended to be calm and asked.
The steward bowed before replying, "Reporting to the wangfei, the prince has gone to attend the assembly and will be back soon."
Hua Ruge's eyes lit up: "Come back and tell him that I'm leaving."
With that, he left.
"Princess." The butler called out in a hurry.
Hua Ruge turned his head back, but he quickly felt like slapping himself twice. Why did he become more and more used to this form of address?
"Aren't you going to wait for the prince to come back before leaving?"
Hua Ruge raised his eyebrows, "Does he have a restriction on my freedom?"
"Of course not, but ?"
"No buts. Goodbye." Hua Ruge said as he waved his hand, running faster than a rabbit.
After sneaking out of the palace, she went to the alley where the fierce battle took place last night.
The officials had already taken care of the scene and covered the corpses with straw mats. They probably wanted to take care of them and had no plans to pursue the matter.
Because Zheng was established by martial arts, it was common for people to kill or injure him. As long as no one reported him, there was no way to investigate.
Hua Ruge spent a bit of money to let the grandfather and grandson rest in peace before returning back to the Academy.
Because of the ruckus she had caused recently, she decided to keep a low profile for a while, so that she could peacefully recover from her injuries in the academy.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. Hua Ruge had been injured before, so he had concocted a batch of antidotes during his free time. Some of them were for internal and external injuries, and some were for antidotes.
Walking towards the Qing Yun Auction House, Hua Ruge thought that it was time to return the crossbow arrow to the Young Master Wu Hen.
As for the pills, she didn't want to sell them anymore. After all, she wasn't in need of money and had offended too many people. It would be bad for her if her enemies bought them.
When she pushed open the door and entered, she saw him leaning against the wall with a thin blanket over his knees. His gaze was indifferent and elegant, but he still looked as relaxed as ever, and his face was even more pale.
"You're here?" Young Master Wu Hen greeted lazily, and did not get up.
Like an old friend, not a guest.
"How did you make yourself look like this, I'll take your pulse." Hua Ruge went up and sat on the side of the caving without explanation, and held onto a section of his arm that had slipped out from his wide sleeves.
Young Master Wu Hen allowed her to feel her pulse, and slowly raised her eyes to look at her.
"There was a time when you were serious?" he asked with great interest.
Hua Ruge reprimanded him, "Don't talk, keep your breathing steady."
A warm glint appeared in Young Master Wu Hen's eyes as he gave a light laugh, "Alright, I'll listen to you."
Hua Ruge's brows furrowed even more. Her talent in medicine was extremely strong and she could accurately analyze the cause of his illness, but this time she was sure that there was nothing wrong with his body.
But if there was no problem, why was he so weak?
"I can't cure your illness." Hua Ruge released him.
"A lot of people say that." Young Master Wu Hen retracted his hand, not feeling that there was anything wrong with the answer.
Hua Ruge continued: "But you can do it yourself."
Young Master Wu Hen looked at her but did not say a word.
"Your body isn't sick, but your brain is." Hua Ruge rolled his eyes at him and said:
"You must be cultivating a cultivation technique to extract the potential from your body. Unless you stop, no one will be able to save you."