At the same time, at the clinic.

Jing Yi came back from outside, Feng Ran followed him quickly and said, "Miss Yun Ying hasn't eaten anything since she arrived in the afternoon, not even drinking water."

Jing Yi frowned slightly:

"You didn't even drink the water?"

"right."

He walked into the backyard, glanced at the room with the closed door, whispered a few words to Feng Ran, then strode over and pushed the door open.

There were no candles lit in the house.

It was a dark night and I could only vaguely make out a slender figure sitting at the table.

He went in and lit the candle.

The warm yellow candlelight jumped out, illuminating the entire room. On the table, the food was fully arranged, but untouched. Beside the table, Yun Ying sat with her eyes lowered, lost in thought, as if her soul had left her body and floated away, leaving only an empty shell.

The candlelight shone on her face, making it look waxy and pale, and she looked listless, like a wilted flower.

He walked closer to the table, looked down at her, and said:

"eat!"

Yunying seemed not to hear anything and did not move.

He frowned.

He raised his hand and pinched her chin, squeezing it hard with his strong fingertips.

"Um--"

She frowned in pain, was forced to raise her head, and her eyes finally looked at him, and the expression on her face finally moved.

He sneered:

"If you keep silent, I will think you are dead."

Her face was indifferent, and her voice was also indifferent:

"Then just treat me as if I'm dead. Don't you wish I'd die? Go ahead and do it. Don't hold it back."

Jing Yi was unhappy.

She had offended him, and all sovereignty was in his hands. She had no right to make conditions with him, not even to die.

If he doesn't nod, she can't die, but she can live a life worse than death.

"Eat," he said.

She dropped her eyes, not wanting to move.

At the same time, Jing Yi discovered that he just pinched her chin, and clear fingerprints appeared at the place where he pinched.

Just a casual pinch left a mark.

Since when did she become so fragile?

He let her go, and it took more than ten seconds for the blood around her to flow to her chin, filling the pinched pale area with its normal color.

He sat down:

"Even if you want to die, you shouldn't take such a stupid approach as starving yourself to death. Besides, the young lady treats you so well, aren't you afraid that she will worry about you?"

The light in Yunying's eyes trembled slightly.

princess……

Speaking of the princess, she couldn't help but think of the gentle woman who treated her well, helped her parents to avenge their deaths, regarded her as a sister, and never treated her as a servant.

Right now, the princess has just given birth and is at a stage where she needs to rest and recuperate. If something happens to her, wouldn’t it cause the princess unnecessary worries?

Thinking of this, her bad attitude couldn't help but be restrained a little.

"Eat." Jing Yi pushed the bowl to her side.

Yun Ying pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, picked up the bowl and took a bite.

During this period of time, she had no appetite, could not eat well, could not sleep well, had no appetite, and was also coughing up blood, and became increasingly listless.

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

As soon as I took a bite of food, I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

But when she thought of the princess, she tried her best to resist the urge to vomit and swallowed the food in her mouth forcefully.

One bite, two bites, three bites...

Jing Yi sat aside, his right hand casually resting on the armrest, his bent index finger carelessly tapping the chopping board, looking at her eating with big mouthfuls, and suddenly spoke:

"At this time, it should be the wedding night of the young marquis and Miss Gu."

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Suddenly, Yunying choked and coughed. She could no longer hold back the urge to vomit. She leaned over the table in discomfort and started to vomit.