Yanzhi pulled his hand back viciously. Seeing the little maids crying, she felt extremely unbearable. She had to hold Ye Rongzhi's sleeve and soften her voice and beg, "I shouldn't hit you. If you are unhappy, I will call you back. You can hit you as much as you want. Can you let them go?"

Ye Rongzhi bent the corner of his mouth, reached out and brushed her cheek slightly, and gently wrapped the broken hair beside her ears behind him, "The Master is in a bad mood, it doesn't matter to me, A Rong will never dare to complain."

Seeing that he was in a state of inactivity, Yanzhi cried out again in his ears, and felt anxious and felt a headache. Ye Rongzhi was so difficult to deal with.

Seeing that the servant started to drag people out again, Yanzhi hurried forward but suddenly became weak all over. He couldn't stand firmly and fell backwards. Ye Rongzhi took a step forward and hugged Yanzhi in his arms. He smiled slightly, and said with a clean and clear voice: "The Master has gone the wrong direction again, so let Arong send his Master back to the house."

Since then, all the maids in the room have changed. When she asked about the original one, they looked at each other, looking like they didn't dare to say much. Yanzhi knew it, but she was afraid that they would be in danger.

"Girl, the morning meal has been set." The maid approached the bed and helped herself up and walked to the outer room to sit down, handed the chopsticks to Yanzhi, and then stood quietly by the side waiting for instructions. Yanzhi had just put a mouthful of rice and thought of the soft tendons inside, and lost her appetite.

Seeing that she didn't eat, the maid hurriedly said, "Miss, please eat more."

"Retreat, I really can't eat it." Yanzhi stood up and went into the house with no intention of eating anything all day long. Ye Rongzhi was simply a madman. Could it be that he would always be under house arrest like a useless person?

In the evening, Yanzhi was lying hungry. Ye Rongzhi came. He stood on the side of the bed and looked at Yanzhi with a high point. After a while, someone asked someone to remove the screen so that Yanzhi could see the table full of dishes in the outer room at a glance. She closed her eyes and didn't look at it, but she couldn't resist the fragrance floating towards her nose.

Yanzhi couldn't help but open his eyes and looked at Ye Rongzhi. He was dressed in a particularly grand manner today. His blue robe was tied with a white jade belt and a white jade pendant. He wore a jade crown and looked more and more elegant. I thought he had come here as soon as he returned home.

Ye Rongzhi smiled slightly, bent down and sat on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand to hold Yanzhi in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Are Master hungry?"

Now he was so furious as soon as he approached Yanzhi. She frowned and wanted to reach out to push him away. She couldn't push him away without the soft muscles. Now she was simply hitting a stone with an egg.

Ye Rongzhi held Yanzhi's hand and looked down at her. Seeing that there was disgust in her eyes, she couldn't help but explain: "I didn't kill them, and those maids were driven out of the mansion."

Yanzhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard this. If he really did that, she would be afraid that she would not be far from madness.

Seeing that Yanzhi's expression was relieved, he whispered softly: "Eating something now and not eating for a whole day is not good for your health."

Perhaps because he was too gentle, Yanzhi couldn't help but forget his true face, and said sarcastically without hesitation: "Why don't you say that Rujin San is not good for me?"

He felt no guilt when he heard this, and smiled and said, "Teacher, don't worry. This medicine was adjusted by me personally. At most, it will make you weak all over and not hurt your body."

Yanzhi couldn't help but sneer when she heard this. Do you have to thank him if he says this?

She calmly opened her face and said coldly: "I won't eat. You either let me go or let me starve to death."

Unexpectedly, Ye Rongzhiquan didn't hear it, so he asked the maid to bring a bowl of porridge, "The Master can't eat all day long, just drink some porridge first to cushion." He asked Yanzhi to lean on his shoulder, wrapped one hand over her and fed her with a spoon in the other.

The spoon was placed on her lips, and Rouge closed her lips tightly and ignored it.

"Does the Master dislike it?" Ye Rongzhi asked calmly.

Yanzhi suddenly had an ominous premonition. Sure enough, he put the spoon back into the bowl, threw the porridge on the ground, and ordered lightly: "Go to the kitchen and chop the chef's hand."

You Shiyi outside the house responded immediately. Yanzhi was so scared that she quickly reached out to climb Ye Rongzhi's arm that surrounded her, and said anxiously: "Don't... I'll eat, I'll eat!"

Yanzhi is now completely convinced by this demon star. In his eyes, human life is like a mustard of grass. If there is any dissatisfaction, she will sweep away like weeds. She really dare not annoy him at all.

Ye Rongzhi heard this and hugged the rouge, rubbed her slender fingers a few times on her face, and chuckled in her ear: "I'm just obedient."

Yanzhi was not used to being so close to him, and felt uncomfortable all over, so she hid back. If she hadn't known that he admired Shen Wan, she would have misunderstood her.

He got up and picked up Yanzhi horizontally, walked outside the house and sat down, hugged Yanzhi in his arms. She couldn't bear it now. How could the dignified master sit in his disciple's arms to eat?

She struggled to stand up and couldn't use any force. He pressed her shoulders slightly and Rouge back into his arms, as soft as mud. Rouge hurriedly said: "I can sit by myself."

Ye Rongzhi hugged her and looked down at her, and smiled and said, "It's Arong who is too worried." He hooked the chair next to him with his feet, carried her to the chair in front and let her lean against him. He reached out and picked up the spoon and scooped a few spoons of soup and mixed with crystal clear and plump white rice, which suddenly increased Yanzhi's appetite.

Although she thought of the soft tendons in the meal that made Yanzhi lose her appetite, she still reached out to take the spoon in Ye Rongzhi's hand and ate it bite by bit.

She was depressed in her heart, slightly relieved her tone, and said in confusion: "Why are you trapping me here? If you care about the past, I have never come back to find you... It's really bad for me. If you have resentment in your heart, I know. Just vent it. I will admit it no matter what, but you don't involve others." Yanzhi was stuck here and didn't know what happened to Li Yanzong, and she was a little worried.

"The master has been with Brother Li for sixteen years, but he is unwilling to stay with Arong for only a few months." He asked slowly for a moment of silence, "Is this a disciple so unwilling to the Master?"

Seeing him like this, Yanzhi wanted to tell the truth and was afraid of offending him again, but she was unwilling to speak against her will, so she had to say tactfully: "Arong, I don't want to lie to you. I really don't like some of your actions. You and I have a wrong position. I won't force you to do so. Why do you have to be obsessed with letting me accompany you?"

Yanzhi put down the spoon and turned to look at him, "You are just because I am a little nicer to you when I was young, so I am so obsessed with this sporadic warmth. If you are happy, there are so many people who want to be kind to you. I just gave you a little mercy when you need it the most. In fact, it is nothing."

Ye Rongzhi looked at her, and suddenly felt a little hatred in his eyes. He pinched Yanzhi's shoulder and said ruthlessly: "Pity, then why don't you pity me more! You gave Li Yanzong sixteen years, and that book should be mine. He has everything from Li Yanzong's family background and appearance. You still have to protect him. Master... Have you ever thought about my feelings?"

Yanzhi felt a little sad when she felt ache. She treated Ye Rongzhi with unfair treatment. She suddenly remembered that he was so dependent on him when he was young. If that happened, he might really become a gentle and humble gentleman, rather than a hypocrite who is good-looking and evil-minded now.

But many things are destined, and Rouge can't change anything. She is just a chess piece.

Ye Rongzhi's eyes were filled with mist. He relaxed the force in his hand and said softly: "It is the benefit of being humble, and there is tolerance that is great. It is the teachings given to Arong by the Master, and it is the incompetence that Arong was unable to learn a little." He looked at Yanzhi, with pitiful and meager expectation in his eyes. After a long time, he spoke aloofly, "If Arong has changed, can the Master not leave Arong?"

She had seen Ye Rongzhi's appearance before? He always looked like a smile. Yanzhi lowered her eyes and felt sad, but she never thought of agreeing to him.

She... has sold it to the underworld and has no right to choose at all.

She closed her eyes and refused to look at him, as calm as an old monk, without any disturbances at all.

After a while, the expectation in Ye Rongzhi's eyes slowly faded like light until it disappeared without a trace. He stood up and stood for a moment, watching Yanzhi's unmoved face slowly laughing. The warmth just now disappeared like spring water reflecting pear blossoms in his instant, and he suppressed the slightly moisturized water in his eyes and sighed: "It's the Master who refuses to give A Rong a chance."

Yanzhi didn't dare to open her eyes. She was afraid that she would soften her heart and promise what she could not do. In the end, he was the one who hurt her...

Ye Rongzhi left, but he would still watch Yanzhi eat every day, but he didn't speak much. His anger became heavier and he felt more and more uncomfortable with him. He was always so depressed that he couldn't breathe.

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