After his illness was cured, Yinzhen did feel much more relaxed.
When I was sick before, my limbs were weak and sore, and my head was dizzy. I was unconscious for more time than I was awake, and I couldn't do many things.
He felt like he was completely useless at that time, and could only lie in bed waiting for death.
But now that he has fully recovered and feels refreshed, Yinzhen feels like he has been reborn.
On this day, Physician Zhang finally announced that he had recovered. The first thing he did was to ask Su Peisheng to fetch water so that he could take a bath and change his clothes.
Having been bedridden for nearly half a month, Yinzhen hadn't been able to take a proper bath. Although he changed his clothes and wiped himself down every day, it wasn't a real bath, and he always felt strange and uncomfortable.
After washing himself thoroughly from head to toe, the discomfort he felt dissipated. He changed into some casual clothes, sat down by the window, and picked up a book to read.
This is the scene that Yunyi saw when she entered the room carrying the tray.
Some thin men, dressed in simple casual clothes, looked relaxed as they leaned against a small couch by the window, engrossed in reading. Their slender fingers turned the pages, creating a rustling sound in the room.
Yunyi stood at the door, somewhat reluctant to go in. If she went in, she would disturb the man who was engrossed in his reading and also spoil the beautiful scenery.
Standing quietly at the door, watching the person inside, Yun Yi neither spoke nor made a move.
It was only when Yinzhen casually looked up that he saw someone standing at the door. His eyes and brows revealed a relaxed expression. He put down his book and beckoned Yunyi to come in.
"Why are you standing at the door without coming in? Carrying this tray must be tiring, come in quickly!"
Yunyi smiled and said reproachfully, "Master is engrossed in his book. How could I possibly come in and disturb you? What if I make you angry?"
He stood up, took the tray from his wife, and placed it on the other table. Yinzhen looked somewhat helpless: "You, you just love to joke. How could I be angry with you over such things? Am I that petty?"
"Yes, yes, yes, I misspoke. Your Excellency is the most magnanimous person. How could you be petty? It was my fault. I was talking nonsense just now."
Seeing Yinzhen say this, Yunyi quickly begged for forgiveness, her words of apology sounding insincere.
Yinzhen didn't mind, a faint smile on his face as he looked at his wife.
Feeling a little uneasy under her gaze, Yunyi stopped smiling, opened the food box, and awkwardly changed the subject.
"My lord, look what delicious food I've prepared for you today. You've just recovered and can't eat too much meat and fish yet. This is something I specially prepared for you, something light and nourishing."
Yinzhen looked in the direction of the sound and saw a bowl of noodles in the food box. It looked ordinary, just plain noodles with a few green vegetables, but he knew that the dishes his wife made were not so simple.
Sure enough, when the noodles entered his mouth, Yinzhen was stunned. Although it looked like noodles and tasted like noodles, Yinzhen could tell that it was some kind of meat.
Besides the noodles, the soup is also extraordinary. It has a very refreshing taste with a subtle herbal aroma. After drinking it, the fragrance lingers in your mouth for a long time.
Yinzhen had a great appetite. He was usually a picky eater and ate very little, but today he ate the bowl of noodles clean, including the soup. The bowl was spotless, and he did a great job of finishing his plate.
After finishing the whole bowl of noodles, Yinzhen still didn't know what the "noodles" were made of or how the soup was made. He was usually not very curious, but today he was very curious and couldn't help but ask his wife.
Yunyi covered her mouth and chuckled. When she heard Yinzhen's question, she lied to fool him.
But Yinzhen was incredibly clever. Although he didn't know the real answer, he could guess that his wife was teasing him.
There's a limit to teasing, and Yunyi knew the principle of moderation. After laughing for a while, she revealed the secret of the bowl of noodles.
After hearing the explanation, Yinzhen was still greatly shocked. His wife was indeed a wonderful person. It was hard to imagine that such a wonderful idea could be turned into food.
But the delicious taste still lingered in his mouth. If it weren't for the lingering flavor, Yinzhen would never have imagined that this could be made into food, nor that food could be prepared in this way.
The news of Yinzhen's recovery was delivered to Kangxi by messenger on the same day. Upon hearing the news of his fourth son's recovery, Kangxi was immediately relieved, and the worry that had been hanging over him was finally put to rest.
When Lady Tongjia learned of Yinzhen's recovery, she was overjoyed and wept tears of happiness. She held her granddaughter Ruining and cried her heart out, releasing all the worries she had been holding over the past few days.
Seeing Mama crying, Ruining was at a loss and very anxious, not knowing what to do, and kept saying words of comfort.
Although Tongjia was still crying, she smiled and comforted her when she saw her granddaughter like this.
Her alternating crying and laughing was quite out of control, a stark contrast to her usual image, but she was so absorbed in her emotions that she couldn't care less about anything else.
Granny Zhou was waiting nearby, and she was overjoyed. In her heart, Yinzhen would always be that little Fourth Prince. Hearing that Yinzhen was alright, Granny Zhou finally stopped worrying.
The people in the palace were so happy, and the concubines in the Prince's mansion were even happier. As Yinzhen's women, all their honor and disgrace depended on Yinzhen.
If Yinzhen were to fall ill, their future would be extremely difficult, but as long as Yinzhen remained healthy and alive, they still had hope.
Especially for Lady Niohuru, who had no children yet, if Yinzhen passed away, she would only be the late prince's concubine. But if Yinzhen had children, she could continue to try for a prince or concubine, and then she would have someone to rely on for the rest of her life.
Upon hearing this news, Lady Zhangjia felt no joy, still worried about the condition of the Fujin (the wife of the deceased).
From the day the Fujin left, Lady Zhangjia was worried that the Fujin might have contracted the plague from the Prince. The Prince was a prince, and the imperial physicians would certainly do their best to treat him, but if the Fujin fell ill, things might not be so certain.
Therefore, Zhangjiashi could not put her mind at ease until the two returned and continued to worry.
Meanwhile, at the other side of the palace, Yunyi, whom Zhangjia was worried about, was catching up on her sleep.
Having angered Yinzhen too much yesterday, Yunyi was retaliated against that very night, tormented by him all night long. She didn't fall asleep until almost dawn, when the sun was high in the sky, but Yunyi was still asleep.
Su Peisheng accompanied his master as he practiced calligraphy, and noticed that his master was in an exceptionally good mood today, with joy radiating from his eyes and brows. It was a pity that he had been dismissed early yesterday, and Su Peisheng had no idea why his master was so happy; it was truly a dereliction of duty.
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