It's much better than before, though. Nan Zhiyun is frail, and her fevers always last a long time. Because of this, Yu Jingchen put a lot of effort into Nan Zhiyun's health in his previous life.
However, this life will definitely require starting all over again, and it will take even more effort than the last. After all, Nan Zhiyun's health has been severely damaged in the two years since she entered the palace. Yu Jingchen knows that this is all his fault, and he has tacitly allowed everything to happen. If he had treated Nan Zhiyun even a little better, this situation wouldn't have occurred.
Soon, the palace servants brought out the evening meal. Yu Jingchen had it prepared in advance, just in case Nan Zhiyun suddenly woke up. It was just some porridge and side dishes, since she was injured and shouldn't eat anything too greasy.
Yu Jingchen instructed someone to bring over a small table and place it by the bed. Nan Zhiyun was actually not in the mood to eat, but she was still a little surprised when she saw the side dishes, because these were some of the things she usually liked to eat.
But Yu Jingchen shouldn't know what her favorite food is. Nan Zhiyun glanced cautiously at Yu Jingchen, who could sense her gaze. Her current cautiousness and timidity pained him. He didn't expose Nan Zhiyun's little tricks, fearing that pointing it out would only frighten her further.
"What kind of soup is this?" Yu Jingchen asked, looking at the soup that the imperial kitchen was preparing.
"This is fish soup prepared by the imperial kitchen; it's light," Xing said.
"Take it off. Don't serve these things anymore. Consort Shu can't eat fish; she's allergic to it," Yu Jingchen ordered.
After Yu Jingchen said this, almost everyone present was surprised. How did His Majesty know that Consort Shu was allergic to fish? Nan Zhiyun was also shocked and couldn't recover for a long time after hearing his words. In her eyes, Yu Jingchen should have thought that she liked to eat fish, so how did he know that she was actually allergic to fish?
And... Consort Shu? Didn't he issue an edict to demote himself and banish him to the Cold Palace?
“I know a lot of things, so take a good look, feel it, don’t be so scared, and try to discover it, okay?” Yu Jingchen brought Nan Zhiyun a bowl of porridge: “You can’t move easily, I’ll feed you.” As he said this, Yu Jingchen began to feed her.
Nan Zhiyun was flattered, but more than that, she was afraid, because Yu Jingchen's current behavior was too abnormal, so she hid behind him.
Seeing Nan Zhiyun's evasiveness, he wasn't annoyed: "Be good, eat something first, otherwise your body won't be able to handle it. And you'll need to take your medicine later, so listen to me and don't try to hide," Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun refused to open her mouth. She was like a frightened fawn. When a small animal is injured, it can only hide far away and lick its wounds alone.
"Don't be afraid, okay? I won't hit you or scold you. Eat something, or don't you want to drink porridge right now?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
Nan Zhiyun remained silent. Whenever Yu Jingchen approached, Nan Zhiyun would instinctively try to dodge: "Don't dodge me, okay? Eat just a little bit, you'll be hungry soon, and you still have a fever. Your body can't take this." Yu Jingchen placed a hand on Nan Zhiyun's head.
"Eat some. It's okay if you can't finish it, but you should at least eat a little bit." Yu Jingchen was very patient. Then he didn't say anything more, picked up a spoon, gently scooped up a small spoonful, and fed it to her mouth.
"Open your mouth, take a bite." Yu Jingchen coaxed her, but Nan Zhiyun hesitated as she looked at the millet porridge that was already at her lips. Yu Jingchen... he's not normal.
"You ate, huh?" Yu Jingchen always had a gentle smile on his face. He had smiled a lot around Nan Zhiyun in his previous life, so his smile now didn't seem stiff at all. Instead, it softened his sharp edges.
Nan Zhiyun timidly opened her mouth, and Yu Jingchen fed her the porridge. The millet porridge was soft and sticky, and the warm porridge slid into her stomach, feeling warm and comforting.
"Is it good?" Yu Jingchen asked, then fed her another bite. Nan Zhiyun didn't answer, but she obediently ate it when Yu Jingchen continued to feed her, without resistance.
However, perhaps because of a slight fever, Nan Zhiyun didn't have a good appetite and could only eat a little before she couldn't eat anymore.
Having spent so much time with Nan Zhiyun in his past life, Yu Jingchen could now guess her thoughts from her every glance, gesture, and emotion. But she still didn't dare to speak. Helpless, Yu Jingchen put down his bowl and asked, "Can't you eat anymore?"
Nan Zhiyun hesitated for a while before nodding. Yu Jingchen smiled and patted her head reassuringly: "If you really can't eat anymore, then don't. In the future, you should tell me directly about these things. Otherwise, what if I can't guess what's going on and you don't dare to say anything in the end?"
"Does your head still hurt?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
Nan Zhiyun nodded, her head feeling dizzy and heavy, and she felt somewhat weak.
"You still have a fever, so it hurts a bit. You'll be fine after another dose of medicine. Just focus on recovering these next few days. Stay in Zichen Palace until you're healed. Then we can discuss what you want to do, okay?" Yu Jingchen was coaxing Nan Zhiyun like a child, probably because he was used to it in his past life and had become quite adept at it. But he probably didn't realize that this change in him was quite terrifying in Nan Zhiyun's eyes.
To Nan Zhiyun, Yu Jingchen had always been cold, stern, and ruthless, a man whose decisiveness instilled fear. He was even more cruel to her, never showing mercy. Therefore, Yu Jingchen's sudden change seemed to Nan Zhiyun as if he had become a completely different person, which she found difficult to accept.
“Tell me directly what you need, otherwise I might not be able to guess. You also need to say if you feel unwell, don’t just bear it, otherwise it will get more serious and complicated later, understand?” he asked.
"I want to go back..." Nan Zhiyun's voice was still trembling with sobs, small and terrified.
“I just said you can move around once you’re healed. How can you move like this?” Yu Jingchen told her.
Nan Zhiyun didn't continue. Yu Jingchen knew that she hadn't agreed, but simply didn't have the courage to say it a second time.
"Okay, I promise you, you can go back as soon as you get better. And besides that, I'll grant you one more request, okay?" Yu Jingchen coaxed.
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