Nan Zhiyun blushed, her face turning red with embarrassment, and the cup in her hand became scalding hot. In the end, she decided to stand up and put the cup down herself.

Yu Jingchen saw through her intention, but still asked, knowing full well what she meant, "What are you doing?"

"Return, return the cup..." Nan Zhiyun's words were still somewhat incoherent.

"Give it to me," Yu Jingchen said.

The fragrance of gardenias lingers in the air.

"Give me the cup, and I'll return it to you," Yu Jingchen said again, but... he didn't reach out.

Nan Zhiyun didn't know what to do, but... because Yu Jingchen was blocking her way, even if she wanted to go and pay him back, she couldn't very well ask him to move aside.

After thinking it over, Nan Zhiyun still felt it would be better to give it to Yu Jingchen, so she handed the cup to him.

But... Yu Jingchen didn't take it! He didn't reach out!! It was as if he was still "mocking" him!!

Nan Zhiyun blushed, because she was really... embarrassed. Just as Nan Zhiyun was about to pull her hand back, Yu Jingchen grasped her hand and took the cup from his.

"Can't you even speak?" Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow.

“I returned the cup for you, shouldn’t you say something?” Yu Jingchen said deliberately.

"...Thank you." Nan Zhiyun had never felt that these two words were so difficult to say.

"Thank whom?" Yu Jingchen persisted.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Nan Zhiyun said softly.

"Thank me for what?" Yu Jingchen asked again.

"Return the cup," Nan Zhiyun said.

"Then why can't you just finish a sentence?" Yu Jingchen said again.

"...Thank you, Your Majesty, for returning the cup to me..." Why... well, she felt a little ashamed?

Hearing this, Yu Jingchen realized he had achieved his goal, and then took the cup back. He then sat down in front of Nan Zhiyun again.

He just wanted to distract Nan Zhiyun and didn't want her to stay so tense and scared.

"Are you hungry?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

Nan Zhiyun shook her head. "Alright, Yu Jingchen knew this would be the outcome."

"Even if you're not hungry, you should eat something. I'll have someone make you something light. Is there anything you'd like to eat?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

"Your Majesty's arrangements are fine." Nan Zhiyun still couldn't let her guard down. In short, she was still afraid and didn't trust Yu Jingchen, which Yu Jingchen knew as well.

"Then let them make porridge?" Yu Jingchen asked.

“Hmm…” Nan Zhiyun nodded.

Upon seeing this, Yu Jingchen immediately gave the order to handle the matter.

"Eat something in a bit, and then obediently drink your medicine. You can't be willful, and you can't ignore everything like before, understand?" Yu Jingchen told her.

"Yes," Nan Zhiyun replied softly.

"You need to take good care of your injuries. I'll have someone bring you some scar-removing medicine later, so don't worry about them leaving scars." As Yu Jingchen spoke, he pulled the blanket up to cover Nan Zhiyun, even though she was sitting up, he still made sure she was covered up completely.

"Your fever hasn't gone down yet, don't catch a chill. Are you feeling dizzy?" Yu Jingchen touched Nan Zhiyun's forehead.

Nan Zhiyun nodded, feeling her head was still quite heavy and dizzy.

“After taking the medicine, I’ll sleep for a while,” Yu Jingchen said.

Nan Zhiyun didn't respond to him this time, and Yu Jingchen felt that something was wrong.