The aide also felt a bit complicated. When Rong Xian passed the order, he never thought that the prince would actually ask him to bring such a shameful command to the guest of their tribe. What was more, he knew that Ruan Chanchan was injured. Asking an injured person to cook… what kind of heavy emotional task was given to him?
"I apologise, Miss Ruan, but the prince is only worried about the young ones. You might not know, but for some reason, the children of our tribe are now refusing to eat their meals." The young aide sighed heavily with emotion. Since he could not just leave the matter alone by simply telling Ruan Chanchan that she needed to cook, he decided to play the sympathy card. "Because of this, many of our pups have died."
He was not lying; as long as Ruan Chanchan had the heart, she could always ask around the tribe and find out the truth.
