Rong Ning's eyes showed weariness, unwilling to pay her any mind, but Song Huaining pouted her lips, persistently persuading, "Brother Ning, just have a little, okay? Your injury is severe, and without medicine, it won't heal. Not eating will weaken you further. Besides, the Crown Prince is still ordering your capture, what if you're discovered..."
"Knowing I'm a fugitive, you still dare to save me." Rong Ning's indifferent eyes were as sharp as blades, "Have you grown fat and lost your brain as well? Harboring a fugitive could implicate your entire family?"
Song Huaining paused while holding the medicine, clearly hurt, but still forced a smile, "It's okay, my parents love me. They won't blame me, they still can..."
"They won't blame you because they know you're foolish, but surely you're not so foolish as to not understand the disaster of annihilating your family?" Rong Ning had no intention of being sheltered by her; he stood up, intending to leave.
