"Ouch...!" She winced in pain, but not wanting to ruin her image, she forced herself to remain calm and started drinking the soup.
But the hand holding the soup bowl was trembling violently.
During the southward migration, she tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth from turning up too high.
She picked up her chopsticks and started eating, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed that the bowl in front of her was already overflowing.
Meanwhile, the culprit kept piling food into her bowl.
Nanqianyue grabbed Qin Yi's chopsticks with her own, saying, "I can't eat this much. You eat it yourself, don't put any more on my plate."
Qin Yi nodded, put down his chopsticks, and sat still.
Nanqianyue was taken aback. "You're not eating?"
Qin Yi: "Mm."
Snap!
Consort You slammed her chopsticks heavily on the table. "Then none of you should eat! Guards! Overturn the table!"
The palace servants trembled like sieves, and none of them dared to move.
"Hahaha," Nanqianyue's laughter was as awkward as could be.
She picked up a piece of tender meat and put it in Qin Yi's bowl, then picked up a piece of fish and put it in Consort You's bowl, saying with a smile, "Eat up, don't just stand there."
Consort You raised her chin. "Why should I eat the meat with thorns? I want the kind from his bowl!"
"Okay!"
Nanqianyue deftly picked up a piece of tender meat and placed it in Consort You's bowl.
She nudged Qin Yi, "Eat up, or I'll feed you?"
Qin Yi wanted to, but this place wasn't suitable.
He silently picked up his chopsticks...
On the carriage, Yu Guang, who was moving south, kept a close eye on Qin Yi.
He was acting very strangely; he didn't say a word after leaving the palace.
"How could you—"
"Woof woof woof...!"
The sound of Nanqianyue was interrupted by a dog barking.
The dog's bark was very fierce; you could tell it was a powerful dog just by its sound.
Even Qin Yi was startled.
Southward Migration Month: ? ? ? ?
She stared at Qin Yi in astonishment, noticing that his hands, resting on his knees, were gripping tightly, his knuckles turning bluish-white.
His expression, which should have been cold, was instead filled with panic and hatred, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Nanqianyue rubbed her eyes hard to make sure she wasn't seeing things.
She sat down next to Qin Yi, tilted her head, and asked him softly, "What's wrong?"
Qin Yi was startled, grabbed her tightly, and buried his head in the crook of her neck.
Nan Qianyue could feel his heavy breathing and the trembling of his body.
Is he... afraid of dogs?
Nanqianyue really wanted to ask, but she was also mindful of his pride; after all, he was a grown man.
"Don't be afraid, it's all over now." What she meant was that the dog was over.
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