Chapter 22 Everything is done voluntarily

The hot meal drove away the fright, made Huarong's whole body warm, and her mind returned to clarity.

Jiang Yunzhuo only ate a few mouthfuls of food and then lay down on the beauty couch by the window and read a book. When Huarong put down the dishes, Yue Mao had already ordered the maid to prepare hot water and fragrant pancakes, put away the dishes and left the room.

The room fell silent, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward.

There was nothing for Hua Rong to rely on, so she could only hold on to the hem of her clothes with all her strength.

After a long time, she finally spoke with difficulty: "Third Young Master, you said before..."

"Of course I remember what I said. If you want to leave here, no one will stop you."

Jiang Yunzhuo was flipping through the book without looking at Hua Rong, his posture was lazy and casual.

Hua Rong pursed her lips and lost her voice.

Today Jiang Yunzhuo prevented Li Xiangling from coming to power twice. Li Xiangling could not do anything to him. He would definitely bear all the blame on her. The Yin family looked down upon her and would regard her as a disaster.

Once out of Zhixingyuan, without Jiang Yunzhuo's protection, she would only die.

And he will die miserably.

The situation was very clear. Hua Rong figured it out quickly. She stood up, walked to the beauty's bed, knelt down, and said sincerely: "I am willing to serve the third young master with all my heart, and I ask the third young master to protect you."

Huarong has a pretty face, and her eyes are charming and fox-like. When she heard someone talking behind her back, Huarong developed the habit of lowering her head and lowering her eyes to prevent others from noticing her eyes.

At this moment, she knelt beside the couch and looked up at Jiang Yunzhuo. Her eyebrows were still slightly drooped, but she couldn't hide the twinkling look and amorous look in her eyes.

Like a cat whose claws have been hanged, obedient yet seductive.

Jiang Yunzhuo had no intention of reading at all. When he raised his eyes and saw this scene, his throat couldn't help but feel a little dry.

"You must think clearly. If you regret it in the future and cry out that I forced you to do something, I will not have the patience to coax you."

Although it was Jiang Yunzhuo who brought her back to Zhixingyuan, she was the one who asked for asylum.

So she can only be willing to be humble.

With her throat sore and uncomfortable, Huarong struggled to speak: "The young master did not force me to do anything. Everything is of my own free will."

After expressing her loyalty, Huarong entered the ear room to take a bath.

The servant's shower room only had a small cubicle. It was said to be for bathing, but in fact it was just to wet the handkerchief and wipe the body. However, there was a large bathtub in Jiang Yunzhuo's ear room.

At this moment, the bathtub was filled with hot water, and the whole room was filled with steam.

Hua Rong didn't dare to use anything in the house. Seeing that there were clean clothes nearby, she dipped her bellyband in water and wiped herself as before.

Jiang Yunzhuo was outside. She moved very softly without making any sound. She quickly finished wiping herself and was about to put on her clothes and leave. When she turned around, she found Jiang Yunzhuo standing against the door. She screamed in surprise and quickly covered it with her hands. Turn your chest back.

"My slave has already finished washing. The water in the bucket is clean. Third Young Master, do you want your slave to take care of you for bathing?"

Hua Rong knew very well what would happen if she stayed in Zhixingyuan. Her reason asked her to stay calm, but her voice still trembled uncontrollably and her body turned red, like a cooked shrimp.

"Have you always bathed like this?"

Jiang Yunzhuo came over and hugged Huarong from behind. His clothes were intact, but the dark lines on his clothes were like a soldering iron, causing Huarong's skin and flesh to ache.

Hua Rong was so embarrassed that her ears were completely red.

"Slave..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Yunzhuo pulled her head and kissed her.

Jiang Yunzhuo had already endured it when he applied the medicated oil during the day, but now he was out of control.

The kiss was fierce and fierce, as if he wanted to swallow the beauty alive.