Upon seeing Lu Xiaoyun, Li Feng disregarded the words his "Miss" had just told him, forbidding her from asking for favors from now on, and immediately knelt down before her.

"Your Highness, I beg you, please give my young lady something to eat. She barely ate a few bites at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion on her wedding day five days ago, and hasn't had a proper meal since."

"If this continues, Miss will really die. Your Highness, I beg you."

Zhu Yu's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot; Li Feng was treating him like a beggar!

Give me back my food!

He really wanted to slap the bed board beneath him to pieces. The dignified Fourth Prince An of the Great Zhou Dynasty, while not exactly richer than a country, could eat more delicacies every day of the year and the next.

Now, they've actually fallen so low as to beg for food!

Lu Xiaoyun frowned. An assassination attempt occurred on the day of the wedding, followed by the original owner being shot by an arrow and unconscious for three days. During those three days, only the fat woman was in Feixue Garden. It was good enough that the old woman didn't wish for "Lu Xiaoyun" to die early. Don't even think about expecting her to make food for Zhu Yu.

After that, the two of them switched bodies. He probably didn't eat much after he woke up. Then Consort Duan entered the Prince's mansion and ordered the kitchen to only give him two steamed buns a day.

He was slapped dozens of times by Granny Zhang and caught a chill. He's been unconscious for the past two days, so Li Feng can probably only feed him crumbly steamed buns little by little.

It's been exactly five days now, and I haven't had a proper meal yet.

Even a perfectly healthy person would be half-dead from exhaustion, let alone Zhu Yu in his current state.

Lu Xiaoyun rubbed her forehead: "Jiang Chuan, go with Li Feng to the main kitchen and get some food."

Jiang Chuan muttered "yes" under his breath, clearly unwilling.

Li Feng glanced at Jiang Chuan, carefully pursed her lips, and boldly said, "Your Highness, Miss is injured and cannot eat spicy food."

She pointed timidly to the mess on the floor: "This, this food is too spicy, it will leave scars. Could you, could you..."

Your Highness, could you please refrain from these petty tricks? This is not like you.

Besides, Miss is now your princess. After Miss recovers, you two will consummate your marriage. When you see Miss covered in scars, will Your Highness be able to bring yourself to do it?

Lu Xiaoyun turned to look at Jiang Chuan: "Very spicy?"

Jiang Chuan blinked in confusion, thinking to himself, "Your Highness has just been to the gates of hell, how could you have forgotten so many things?" He nodded and said, "Your Highness, you usually like spicy food, so these are specially cultivated and are several times spicier than ordinary chili peppers on the market."

Lu Xiaoyun felt a chill run down her spine. She really didn't know. Because she doesn't eat spicy food, when she saw the chili peppers, she thought it must be because Zhu Yu liked them that Jiang Chuan had sent them over. She never expected the chili peppers to be so spicy.

Zhu Yu's face was full of mockery, as if to say, "Keep pretending, let's see how long you can keep up this act."

Lu Xiaoyun said to Jiang Chuandao, "Go with Li Feng and bring me my medicinal meals. Inform the kitchen that from today onwards, whatever I eat at each meal, the Princess Consort will also eat."

With Zhu Yu's current frail physique, if he isn't properly cared for, he might just kick the bucket any day now.

This damn broken system.

Li Feng beamed with joy, quickly bowed, and said in a clear voice, "This servant thanks Your Highness."

Jiang Chuan was displeased: "Your Highness, this medicinal diet was specially prepared by Physician Jiang, and it contains extremely precious medicinal herbs. It is meant to help you improve your health. How can you give it to this woman?"

Lu Xiaoyun's face darkened: "What, do you think my Prince An's Mansion can't afford to eat?"

With Zhu Yu's immense wealth, let alone just a few medicinal meals, even if he ate ginseng as a staple food, he probably wouldn't be able to finish it all in his lifetime.

Jiang Chuan angrily pointed at Zhu Yu on the bed: "Why did you give her the food? Giving it to her is a waste of good food, Your Highness..."

Zhu Yu looked coldly at Lu Xiaoyun and Jiang Chuan, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes filled with sarcasm.

Lu Xiaoyun's forehead twitched, and she said sternly, "How dare you! When did it become your place to question my decisions? Now get out of here!"

"Furthermore, from this day forward, I will eat all three meals a day with the Princess at Feixue Garden. Tell the kitchen staff not to try to be clever. Anyone who dares to neglect this duty will be fired!"

Seeing Jiang Chuan staring at her in disbelief with wide eyes, she added, "You too. This is the last time. I don't want to hear about a next time! Otherwise, you can get the hell out of here too."

Jiang Chuan was startled and immediately fell silent, quickly heading to the kitchen with Li Feng.

This wretched woman! Isn't that delicate and pitiful look just an attempt to seduce the prince and climb into his bed again?

The prince didn't know what was wrong with him. He had just escaped death and his temperament had changed. After all, that was what the "psychology" book said. But how could he tolerate this woman still jumping around in front of him?

The prince's world is becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

Throughout the entire process, Zhu Yu coldly watched the two "master and servant" in front of him. After Jiang Chuan and Li Feng walked away, he sneered, "Heh, not bad for the performance."

Lu Xiaoyun scoffed, "Tch, don't always think the worst of people. I'm not as boring and despicable as you think."

This person is strange. Does he have some kind of special fetish, like treating him like Zhang Mama?

It's not impossible, as long as you don't die.

At this moment, the fat woman outside came in, ignoring the food and soup scattered on the floor, and knelt in front of Lu Xiaoyun: "Your Highness, when Zhang Mama saw that you had Lord Jiang bring these foods to Lu... to the Princess, she swept the food onto the floor. She said that Consort Duan had already ordered that she could only have two steamed buns a day, just enough to keep her from starving."

"So what?" Lu Xiaoyun sat in the chair, arms crossed, looking indifferently at the fat woman kneeling in front of her.

Facing this terrifying figure, the fat woman trembled all over; it would be a lie to say she wasn't afraid.

But she saw Jiang Chuan hand the food box to Li Feng with her own eyes; without the prince's permission, Jiang Chuan wouldn't dare to do that.

As a result, when Zhang Mama arrived, she swept all the dishes on the floor without asking any questions. She was afraid that the prince would punish her, so she actually blamed her for this. How could this be allowed?

The fat woman trembled, gritting her teeth to force herself to finish speaking: "Granny Zhang came to humiliate me and Li Feng with Consort Duan's orders, instructing us to keep a close eye on the Princess and only allow her two steamed buns a day, so if Her Highness finds out..."

She pressed her head to the ground and said, "This servant and Li Feng are afraid that Consort Duan will punish us. Please, Your Highness, spare our lowly lives for the sake of Consort Duan."

Seeing the piece of plain white linen wrapped around the fat woman's neck, Lu Xiaoyun turned to look at Zhu Yu. Seeing his cold expression, she turned to the fat woman and said in a chilling voice, "Are you saying that my mother is so careless with human life that she can disregard the fact that 'he' is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, who has made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty? And that she would starve my princess to death?!"