Nan Zhiyun visibly became happy, but there's a saying that goes, "extreme joy begets sorrow." Just like now, Nan Zhiyun, in her excitement, forgot about the injury on her knee.
She was still in pain when she stood up, and she couldn't help but cry out.
"See, you were trying to be tough, now you're in pain," Yu Jingchen stood up from his seat, walked over to Nan Zhiyun, and helped her up.
"Can we go?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Yes, Your Highness, I just forgot for a moment, but it's alright now," Nan Zhiyun replied.
Yu Jingchen held Nan Zhiyun's arm with one hand and helped her walk slowly over.
"Let's sit here," Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun did not refuse and obediently sat down as Yu Jingchen did.
"This concubine will grind ink for Your Majesty," Nan Zhiyun laughed, then went to get the things.
Yu Jingchen slapped Nan Zhiyun's hand directly, but he didn't use much force.
"Your Majesty?" Nan Zhiyun looked at Yu Jingchen with some confusion.
“Isn’t this dirty? If you just grab it like that, you’ll get it all over yourself,” Yu Jingchen said.
"Then how do we take it?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
“Just sit down, you don’t need to do these things,” Yu Jingchen said, sitting down beside him.
"But I wish..." Nan Zhiyun still wanted to try. But the more she spoke, the softer her voice became, especially after meeting Yu Jingchen's gaze.
"I know I was wrong..." Alright, she'll follow her heart then; after all, following one's heart is the most important thing. Yes, that's it, one must listen to one's heart.
"Are you very free?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"No," Nan Zhiyun said, shifting her gaze away.
“But I think the way you are now is just a sign that you have too much free time,” Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun: "..."
“So I think it would be better to find you something to do, so you don’t get too bored and start overthinking.” Yu Jingchen said, picking up a book from the table next to him.
"Look, after you've finished reading, tell me what this book is about." Yu Jingchen casually handed the book to Nan Zhiyun.
Nan Zhiyun took the book, but her expression was somewhat... well, she didn't know how to tell Yu Jingchen: "Your Majesty, this was originally my book, and I've already finished reading it..."
"Finished reading?" Yu Jingchen glanced at Nan Zhiyun indifferently.
"...No, I forgot it after reading it. Let me read it again." Nan Zhiyun immediately changed her mind and even opened the book.
Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow. That's right, isn't it? He then stopped looking at Nan Zhiyun; he had a lot of things to do.
Although Nan Zhiyun had read the book before, she was still engrossed in reading it again in quiet moments, and... she seemed to have a different feeling about it.
About an hour later, Yu Jingchen suddenly felt that Nan Zhiyun's side was too quiet, which was a bit abnormal. He looked over and found that Nan Zhiyun was staring at a pair of red and swollen eyes again.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen put down the memorial in his hand.
Nan Zhiyun shook her head and glanced up at Yu Jingchen: "I'm fine," she replied.
"Why are you crying if nothing's wrong? If you really don't want to read it, then don't." With that, Yu Jingchen prepared to take the book from Nan Zhiyun's hands.
However, Nan Zhiyun dodged the question: "No, Your Majesty, it's not because I don't want to see it."
"Then what's wrong with you?" Yu Jingchen didn't insist on taking it, but instead quietly looked at Nan Zhiyun.
"It's just that the contents of this book make me want to cry." Nan Zhiyun wiped away her tears.
"Then tell me, what does this say?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
"Is Your Majesty really willing to listen?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
“If you are willing to speak and hope that someone will listen, then I will listen,” Yu Jingchen replied.
"Has Your Majesty read this book?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
"Never," Yu Jingchen replied. He would never read such storybooks.
"This book was specially found by my father because I used to enjoy reading storybooks, and then he had someone bring it back to me," Nan Zhiyun said. When she mentioned her father, she glanced at Yu Jingchen, afraid that he would be unhappy.
"It's alright, please continue. I'm not angry, there's no need to be so careful," Yu Jingchen said, knowing Nan Zhiyun's concerns.
Only after confirming that Yu Jingchen wasn't angry did Nan Zhiyun dare to continue, saying, "This book is called 'Starfall Like Rain'."
"Hmm?" Yu Jingchen didn't understand and gestured for Nan Zhiyun to continue.
"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun called softly.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Can you hug me?" Nan Zhiyun suddenly asked.
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