Nan Zhiyun looked at the contents of the bowl, then cautiously glanced at Yu Jingchen, but he didn't even give her a second look.
Nan Zhiyun didn't dare to disturb him. She also had guesses about the reason why Yu Jingchen had acted that way, but she didn't dare to think about it too deeply or really believe it.
She picked up her chopsticks and slowly began to eat. Although Yu Jingchen didn't look directly at them, he had been watching them out of the corner of his eye. When he saw Nan Zhiyun finally start eating, the inexplicable gloom in his heart gradually dissipated.
Nan Zhiyun moved slowly and ate slowly, so Yu Jingchen also slowed down his eating speed without even realizing it.
After all, there were many rules in the royal family. If the emperor finished eating, everyone else had to stop eating as well. If the emperor hadn't finished eating, no one else was allowed to stop eating either.
He could have let Nan Zhiyun continue eating after he finished, but he was afraid that Nan Zhiyun would feel uncomfortable at that time, so he simply decided not to bother.
And so, the dinner lasted for more than half an hour. Yu Jingchen noticed that Nan Zhiyun seemed to be unable to eat anymore, and since she had almost finished what was in her bowl, he put down his chopsticks.
Nan Zhiyun was in the same boat, but this wasn't the end of it. She heard Yu Jingchen call out to a palace maid, "Serve her a bowl of the soup the imperial kitchen made today."
She meant it without saying it, and Nan Zhiyun was about to say no, but in the end she didn't say it.
The palace maid quickly ladled out a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Nan Zhiyun, showing that she had put a lot of effort into it.
Nan Zhiyun looked at the bowl of soup, moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen noticed Nan Zhiyun's hesitation.
"...It's nothing, Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness," Nan Zhiyun replied, then picked up the soup and sipped it slowly with a spoon.
Yu Jingchen assumed that she was just a little unaccustomed to it, since he himself had never done these things before.
Nan Zhiyun took a while to finish her soup. When Yu Jingchen saw that she had finished, he asked, "This soup tastes good. Would you like another bowl?"
"No need... I've already eaten," Nan Zhiyun said, looking somewhat unnatural.
"Then let's leave," Yu Jingchen said without pressuring him.
The palace servants quickly removed the items.
"You just finished eating, take your medicine in a little while," Yu Jingchen reminded him.
"Yes," Nan Zhiyun said, somewhat surprised that he would care about these things.
Yu Jingchen stood up from his seat, and Nan Zhiyun did the same.
"What's wrong? You don't look too good?" Yu Jingchen noticed Nan Zhiyun's unpleasant expression.
"I'm fine..." Nan Zhiyun had just finished saying she was fine when she covered her mouth with her hand.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen was startled by Nan Zhiyun's actions.
Nan Zhiyun didn't dare let go of her hand.
"Bring a spittoon," Yu Jingchen said to the servant, seeing that Nan Zhiyun was covering her mouth. He roughly knew what was going on with her.
Qianxia quickly brought over a spittoon, and Nan Zhiyun could no longer hold back and vomited immediately.
Qianxia was still patting Nan Zhiyun's back, but she was also a little anxious. She knew why Nan Zhiyun was like this.
Her young mistress has a weak stomach and usually eats very little. These past few days, because she's been sick, and with the imperial kitchen staff deliberately causing trouble, Nan Zhiyun has barely eaten anything.
Eating so much food all at once, including a lot of meat, is probably too much for me.
(I promised you five chapters today, I'll update two more later)
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