Nan Zhiyun's grip on the pen was somewhat unnatural, but she still sat there and dutifully copied down the palace rules. Yu Jingchen stood to the side, his expression never improving, making Nan Zhiyun feel a little uncomfortable.
After a while, another palace servant came in; it was Nan Zhiyun's medicine that had been prepared.
"Take your medicine first." Yu Jingchen knew that if he didn't speak, the woman probably wouldn't dare to. Rather than waiting for her to speak, he might as well speak first to avoid getting angry in the end.
With Yu Jingchen's words, Nan Zhiyun put down her pen, picked up the medicine, and drank it all despite feeling unwell.
"Finish drinking and then keep copying," Yu Jingchen said, showing absolutely no mercy.
Nan Zhiyun: "..."
She suddenly felt that Yu Jingchen was a bit strange, but she couldn't quite put her finger on why. However... he was definitely fierce.
Actually, Nan Zhiyun hadn't been copying for very long; she'd only copied a few dozen words. Yu Jingchen had said she wasn't allowed to rest until she finished, so she'd probably have to copy all night.
For the next hour or so, Nan Zhiyun kept copying, while Yu Jingchen... well, he was drinking tea on the side, looking incredibly relaxed.
Around 10 PM, Nan Zhiyun's hands were a little sore from copying, and she was also very tired because she hadn't rested well for the past few days. She wasn't in a good mood either.
However, she dared not stop, only moving slightly. Yu Jingchen saw this but did not say anything. After she copied for another quarter of an hour, Yu Jingchen stood up and walked to Nan Zhiyun's side.
"Show me what you copied," Yu Jingchen said.
"Yes," Nan Zhiyun replied, then handed the copied material to Yu Jingchen. At the same time, she was a little nervous, afraid that Yu Jingchen would say that her copying was not good enough.
This kind of thing has happened before. After I copied it, he would look at it and tear it all up in front of me or throw it directly into the fire.
Looking at what Nan Zhiyun had copied, Yu Jingchen thought to himself that Nan Zhiyun's handwriting was very elegant and pleasing to the eye.
"How many times is this? You've only copied it three times. Can you finish copying it thirty times tonight?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"I will finish copying it as soon as possible," Nan Zhiyun said.
Yu Jingchen didn't speak, but instead noticed Nan Zhiyun's hands. It was impossible for them not to be sore after copying for so long.
"Alright, when will it be finished copying it thirty times? I'm too lazy to wait for you. Do you think I have that much time to waste on you?" Yu Jingchen feigned impatience.
"Your Majesty may go and rest first. I will not slack off. If Your Majesty does not trust me, you can have someone watch over me. There is no need for you to guard me personally," Nan Zhiyun replied earnestly.
Yu Jingchen: "..."
"Did I let you interrupt? You're being too clever for your own good. If you really have a brain, use it where it's needed," Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun shut up; she didn't know what she had said wrong again.
Seeing her like this, Yu Jingchen's bad temper flared up again.
"Everyone says you're stupid. You can eat until you throw up. You eat until you're stuffed and can't eat anymore, don't you know that? You have to force yourself to eat, and then you throw up like crazy afterward." As soon as Yu Jingchen said this, Nan Zhiyun felt ashamed again.
"Tsk, Nan Zhiyun, you're probably the first concubine in history to eat so much that you vomited." Yu Jingchen really didn't hold back his words.
Nan Zhiyun: "..."
Is there a crack in the ground? She needs to crawl through it.
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