"Since you've chosen your own death, don't blame me for being ruthless," Yongzheng muttered to himself, a cold glint in his eyes.
Just then, Lin Yun carried a bowl of white fungus soup into the palace and said with concern, "Your Majesty, it's late, please rest for a while."
Yongzheng turned around and looked at her, the coldness in his eyes instantly turning into tenderness: "Yun'er, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Lin Yun placed the white fungus soup on the table, walked to his side, and said softly, "I was afraid you would get tired, so I specially made some white fungus soup. Please try it."
Yongzheng took her hand, sat her down at the table, and said softly, "With you by my side, it's all worth it, no matter how tired I am."
Lin Yun blushed slightly and whispered, "Your Majesty, I have heard that the northwestern border is not peaceful. You... must take care of yourself."
Yongzheng's gaze darkened, then he smiled and said, "It's alright, everything is under my control."
He then took the white fungus soup, scooped a spoonful, and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste instantly melted on his tongue. The white fungus was stewed until soft and tender, melting in his mouth, and a refreshing coolness slid down his throat into his stomach, as if a warm current was slowly spreading to his limbs. He closed his eyes slightly, feeling the fatigue of the past few days recede like the tide, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed.
"This white fungus soup..." He opened his eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them, "It has such miraculous effects?"
Lin Yun smiled and whispered in the Emperor's ear, "Your Majesty, I added some 'divine water.' It pains me to see Your Majesty working so hard day and night."
Yongzheng put down his bowl, took her hand, and gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips. He said in a low voice, "Yun'er is truly considerate to me." His voice was filled with emotion, and he looked at her intently.
Lin Yun's cheeks flushed slightly under his gaze, and she said softly, "Your Majesty treats me well, so naturally I want to share your burdens."
Yongzheng pulled her into his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and sighed, "With you by my side, I know what 'comfort' truly means." At that moment, he felt completely at ease, and even the gloom in his heart was dispelled by her gentleness.
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