Chapter 213 This World Belongs to His Majesty (1)

Chapter 213 This world belongs to His Majesty (1)

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Banhua found that after he walked into the gate of Rong's house, the housekeeper smiled brighter at him than before.

"Princess, please."

"Thank you." After passing the veranda, Banhua saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe standing in the corner. She raised her eyebrows and didn't ask much. However, the housekeeper noticed her expression, and replied in a low voice, "That's the Qingke raised by my uncle."

Ban Hua nodded clearly. Literati love to keep some clean guests at home, discussing poetry, poetry, painting and calligraphy. The higher the status of a person, the more they will keep some followers and clean guests, unlike their Ban family, who keep them all Actors, juggling troupes, singers, dancers, and storytellers, compared with the Rong family, their class is too vulgar, it is simply unbearable.

"So that's how it is," Ban Hua nodded, and turned her head to see that the cleaner seemed to be looking at her, she frowned slightly, "Are all the cleaners in your mansion so rude?"

The housekeeper turned his head to look, and noticed that Qing Ke's gaze was still on Ban Hua, and his face darkened immediately. Just when he was about to explode, the Qing Ke took a step back, gave Ban Hua a big gift and retreated.

Banhua was baffled by the attitude of the cleaner, but thinking that the other party was just a cleaner with no reputation, he didn't take him seriously, and turned his head and walked towards the hospital.

There were not too many servants in Cheng Anbo's house, but the servants and maids were extremely well-behaved. When they saw her coming in, they all avoided and saluted, not even daring to offend her in the slightest.

Entering the inner courtyard, Banhua just came face to face with Du Jiu who had come out of it, and she stopped in her tracks.

Du Jiu took two quick steps and saluted in front of Ban Hua. Ever since Jingting was almost assassinated last time, Du Jiu has been inexplicably respectful to Ban Hua, "I've seen the Princess."

"Did your uncle change his medicine today?" Ban Hua saw that the door of the room was open, "It's already noon."

"If you go back to the princess, the medicine has already been changed." Du Jiu replied with bowed head.

"Then has he had lunch?"

"Uncle hasn't eaten yet."

"I understand." Ban Hua nodded, raised her skirt and walked into the house. The two maidservants in riding clothes who followed her stood outside the door, and did not follow her in.

Although both Rong Xia and Emperor Yun Qing were using medicine, the smell of medicine in Rong Xia's room was very light, and it did not make people sick, which was different from the stuffy and smelly Great Moon Palace. After Ban Hua entered the door, seeing that Rong Xia was still lying on the bed reading, he stepped forward to take away his book, "What are you reading on the bed, don't you need your eyes?"

"You're not here, I'm bored lying on the bed, what else can I do if I don't read to pass the time?" Rong Xia looked at Ban Hua with wide eyes, the pupils of which were moist, Ban Hua took a few more glances , couldn't help but softened.

"You literati, you just like to raise Qing Ke. You are injured now. Can they accompany you to compose poems or paint with you?" Banhua sat down by the bed, "My family has some jugglers, and tomorrow I will let them Come to your house to wait for the day, if you have nothing to do, invite them to make fun of you."

"How can I take your favor."

"It's okay, I've seen all their juggling methods, and I can save a lot of food expenses by staying with you for a few days."

Rong Xia laughed out loud: "Is the dignified Duke's mansion short of money?"

"Who would think it's too much money?" Banhua said with a smile, "So just accept it, we don't have many other people in our family, and there are quite a few people to raise for fun."

"Okay." There was a warm smile on the corners of Rong Xia's eyes and brows, it was so sweet that it was like a sugar doll, and if you tasted it a few more times, you might be overwhelmed.

"Don't move, let me see how the injury on your back is doing." Ban Hua stepped forward, and before Rong Xia could react, he lifted up the smooth and breathable satin back, revealing that Rong Xia was radiant upper body.

Rong Xia's skin was very fair, and the wound on his back was still scabbed, and the black and wrinkled growths on his back looked distorted and horrible, without any sense of beauty. He was worried that Banhua would have a bad image of him when he saw this kind of wound, so he wanted to pull the quilt, but Banhua held his hand.

"Don't move," Ban Hua bent down and looked closer at the wound, "The wound is recovering well, is your back itchy these days?"

Rong Xia nodded, realizing that Ban Hua might not be able to see, so she hummed again.

"Then remember not to scratch it. Scars are small, and bleeding and pus are the big problem." Ban Hua looked down slightly, glanced at Rong Xia's white, tender, tight and sexy waist, and tugged at the quilt , covering most of his body, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Rong Xia didn't like to use things lying on the bed, so even though there might be some pain when getting up, he would still struggle to get out of bed.

"Your body has suffered so much, and you still can't eat well," Ban Hua sighed, turned around and walked to the door, beckoning to the servants of the Rong family who were guarding the door, "Go and bring lunch to the house."

"Yes." The servant bowed and retreated, without questioning Banhua's order at all, and even no longer had to look at the face of the real master. In the past few days, they have watched the princess scold the uncle, but the uncle can only be obedient, even the stewards in the mansion obey the orders of the princess, how dare they offend the princess.

Anyway, sooner or later she will be the hostess of their uncle's mansion, and they accepted it calmly.

Seeing Banhua busy for herself, Rong Xia's eyes warmed up.

After a while, the food came to the table, and it was full of bland things. Du Jiu and a servant lifted Rong Xia from the bed, put a loose soft silk robe on him, and helped him to the dining table sit down.

Although the loose soft silk robe will not rub against the skin, but because it is too wide, it will inevitably expose the parts below the neck, such as the collarbone, such as the chest. Some people have said that the most charming moment is when it is partly hidden and partly undressed.

Banhua realized that his eyes were a little disobedient, and secretly glanced at the area below Rong Xia's neck several times.

However, Rong Xia didn't pay attention to it. When she picked up the chopsticks, one end of the chopsticks accidentally tore the skirt of her clothes, and her chest was more exposed.

The white and smooth skin and well-proportioned chest muscles seemed to be full of mysterious attraction, which made Banhua feel half satisfied before eating. She wiped her cheeks and it was fine, no blush.

The ancestors said long ago that beauty can deceive people, and it seems that this statement is very reasonable.

"Huahua, aren't you used to these meals?" Rong Xia looked at her with a smile, the corners of her mouth raised, the beauty made her heart shudder.

"It's pretty good," Ban Hua put a piece of green bamboo shoots into his mouth, and swallowed it without any taste at all.

Rong Xia smiled half-closed her eyes, he remembered that Huahua didn't seem to like eating lettuce very much?