After Crossing Into the Book, My Nemesis Always Wants to Spoil Me

Yuan Siyin accidentally crosses into a novel and becomes the vicious female supporting character who shares her name in the book. Regarding this, Yuan Siyin expresses: I still have value, please sp...

Chapter 422: Seen by Others

Chapter 422: Seen by Others

Yuan Siyin turned her head away, feeling embarrassed to look at him, and touched her face, which was still a little hot.

Yu Shiyan smiled faintly and nodded to the Empress Dowager. Then he walked up to Yuan Siyin, lifted her chin with his fingertips, and made her tilt her head back. He then placed the wet towel in his hand on her still swollen eyes.

Yuan Siyin did not move, enjoying the first-class treatment with a clear conscience.

The Empress Dowager glanced at the two of them, but just smiled absentmindedly, as if she had been reminded of something.

"I heard you want to see Nalan Yujie."

Yu Shiyan sat down beside her and gently massaged her acupoints to reduce the swelling.

"Hmm, can't we meet?"

Yuan Siyin couldn't see his expression, but could only judge his meaning by his tone of voice.

"I can see you, but not now."

"Why? Do I have to bathe, burn incense, and fast for three days?"

Yuan Siyin said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Yu Shiyan pinched her nose affectionately: "You haven't taken your medicine yet, so you're not allowed to go anywhere."

Besides, it's her who needs to bathe and burn incense; you don't need to do anything.

Mentioning medicine, Yuan Siyin's face couldn't help but turn bitter. "Eating pastries all the time gets tiring, let alone taking medicine. And that medicine doesn't taste good to begin with..."

She sighed and muttered to herself, "When will I finally be able to stop taking medicine? I'm practically a walking pharmacy."

Yu Shiyan didn't say anything, but looked at her with heartache, noting how much thinner she had become.

For the past few years, he has been working with Liu Huai to find an antidote, but unfortunately, all the poisons that Nalan Yujie had given to those around her had been found to be curable, except for the poison in her body...

"Sweetie, I'll drink with you."

Yu Shiyan pinched her soft cheeks. Just then, Emerald returned with a food box. Upon opening it, he found a plate of steaming jujube paste cake and a bowl of dark, simmered medicinal soup.

Seeing that the two were really planning to drink medicine together intimately in front of her, the Empress Dowager rubbed her temples with a headache and urged them to leave: "Hurry up and leave, this bedchamber has actually been moved here."

"Then we won't disturb the Empress Dowager."

After saying that, Yu Shiyan picked up Yuan Siyin and carried her out of the palace, while Hongyu followed closely behind them with a food box in her arms.

The Empress Dowager was truly unable to bear the sight, yet her face remained radiant with smiles.

Yuan Siyin rested her head on Yu Shiyan's chest, her hands groping him as she did so, "Aren't you angry with your aunt anymore?"

"Don't be angry anymore." Yu Shiyan carried her steadily, seemingly unaffected by her little antics.

"Why?"

"With you here, I can't get angry."

Yu Shiyan lowered his head and kissed her forehead. Yuan Siyin suddenly remembered that Hongyu was still following behind, and blushed as she shrank into his arms: "Don't kiss me anymore, what if someone sees us..."

"It doesn't matter if you see it."

Yu Shiyan loved her shy appearance. Her watery eyes were as easily startled as a fawn's, and a hint of hurt blush rose at the corners of her eyes. Most importantly, he was the only one who had ever seen her with such an expression.

His heart softened a little, and he coaxed Yuan Siyin even more: "Besides, you're so well covered up, they can't see you."

"real?"

Yuan Si's melody rose slightly at the end, carrying a hint of doubt.

"real."

As soon as Yu Shiyan finished answering her question with his eyes crinkled, he raised his head and coldly glanced at the palace servants who were waiting respectfully on both sides of the road. The palace servants immediately felt immense pressure, and one after another they wished they could bury their heads in the ground.

Really, really, please stop asking and hurry up and let His Majesty leave.