Shen Yunshan had the doctor examine Nanzhi. The bleeding from the wound on her forehead had stopped, and as long as she rested quietly for two or three months, there would be no problem.
In addition, some people in Nam Gyi suffer from malnutrition and need to eat more nourishing foods.
Shen Yunshan was going to have someone bring the food to the room, but Nanzhi timidly spoke up, "It's stuffy in this room, can I go out and eat with everyone?"
Upon seeing this, Shen Yunshan was overjoyed, thinking that she had finally come to her senses and wanted to adapt to life here, so why would she disagree?
Shen Yunjin's mother, the First Madam, had passed away many years ago. The other concubines were constantly vying for his attention and couldn't conceive. Shen Yunshan had already lost patience with them.
Since Nanzhi appeared, in order to marry her, he had already sent all his concubines to live in another house, just so as not to cause her any trouble.
Now, the only people eating are Nan Zhi, him, and Shen Yunjin.
Shen Yunshan personally pulled up a chair for Nanzhi to sit down, and looked at Shen Yunjin who was coming downstairs: "Yunjin, come here and greet your stepmother."
Stepmother?
This title?
Shen Yunshan would never have allowed him to call other concubines that way before.
It seems they really put some thought into it.
Shen Yunjin looked at the girl sitting at the table with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
She kept her head slightly lowered, her petal-like lips still somewhat pale, habitually pursed. Hearing him come downstairs, she never looked up at him once, whether out of fear or unwillingness, it was unclear.
However, the fact that he was willing to come downstairs for dinner suggests that he must have taken some of his advice to heart.
Submitting to Shenyun Mountain is indeed a way to survive.
But it was just barely surviving.
One day, I'm afraid she'll end up like those jealous women in the other courtyard.
Shen Yunjin pulled out a chair and sat down with an air of grandeur, seemingly oblivious to Nanzhi. He picked up his bowl and casually picked up some food, showing no sign of calling her "stepmother."
Shen Yunshan couldn't do anything about him. His son was much more ruthless in battle and in his work than he was. No one could force him to do things he didn't like.
Shen Yunshan wouldn't argue with his son over a concubine.
He laughed, "Alright, everyone's here, let's eat."
Nanzhi hesitated, then picked up the bowl of rice. Looking at the distinct grains of white rice in front of her, her eyes lit up slightly.
In this chaotic era of war, few people could afford to eat white rice. The original owner of this body was only fortunate enough to eat it once a year during festivals.
Shen Yunjin noticed the change in her expression out of the corner of his eye.
She clearly looked like she really wanted to eat, but she still ate cautiously, taking small bites at a time. I don't know if she was afraid, but she didn't pick up any food. She just held the rice bowl and stuffed rice into her mouth like a little hamster.
Shen Yunshan noticed this as well and gestured for her to serve herself some food.
She gave a soft "hmm" and only dared to pick up the shredded carrots closest to her. Now, she ate them like a rabbit, a snow-white rabbit.
Because he had been leading troops in battle for many years, Shen Yunjin always ate very quickly. He hated those who ate slowly and took forever to finish their food.
But judging from the way she's eating right now, it doesn't look too bad.
Shen Yunshan clearly felt the same way; he stared intently at him, a pleased smile playing on his lips.
Finally, as if remembering something, she looked at Shen Yunjin and said, "Look how elegant your stepmother is, why don't we arrange for you to marry one?"
Shen Yunjin put down the bowl, took the handkerchief from the maid and wiped her lips, then stood up expressionlessly. "Not interested."
He went straight upstairs.
Seeing him like this, Shen Yunshan sighed helplessly.
It seems we can only rely on him.
This was the first time Nan Zhi had eaten so much, and she blushed slightly, a little embarrassed. "General, thank you."
"Why are we talking about these things between us?" Shen Yunshan was happy and wanted to reach out her small hand again.
Nan Zhi silently took a step back, her raven-feather-like eyelashes trembling slightly, and fear appeared on her face.
"My lord, I... am a little afraid of you. I'm not ready to become your concubine yet. Could you give me some time?"
Although Shen Yunshan was somewhat disappointed, seeing Nanzhi like this, and considering that she was from Jiangnan and not as bold and generous as the women from Beiping, and that her words indicated she wanted to stay, he naturally agreed.
"Okay, I'll give you some time."
Nanzhi nodded: "Thank you, Commander."
Nanzhi returned to her room. Shen Yunshan came and gave Yuzhi a few instructions, telling her to take good care of Nanzhi, before leaving.
Nanzhi sat in front of the mirror, gently combing her hair with a jade comb.
The face in the mirror was stunningly beautiful; even with bandages wrapped around her forehead, her beauty couldn't be hidden.
In any era, beauty alone is a dead end.
She looked at her face in the mirror, her eyes slightly upturned, and the corners of her lips curved into a smile. Such a beautiful face should never have ended like this.
After finishing his meal, Shen Yunjin went to his study and read military books for two hours. When he came out, he heard servants talking about Nanzhi.
"This new ninth concubine is really too beautiful. No wonder the commander-in-chief is willing to dote on her and has agreed not to touch her for the time being."
"But this Ninth Concubine is really strange. The Marshal is such a good man, powerful and influential. So many women outside want to be his concubine, but she doesn't hurry up and seize the opportunity to give the Marshal a son or daughter. She's just leaving the Marshal hanging. I don't know what she's thinking."
"Perhaps they're playing hard to get."
"If that's the case, then she's really something else."
Shen Yunjin walked past expressionlessly, as if he hadn't heard anything at all, and went into the bedroom.
He turned on the lights, took off his gold watch, tossed it casually onto the table, and went to the bathroom.
The next day, Shen Yunjin rested, but regardless of whether he rested or not, he always got up at seven o'clock.
He changed into loose clothes, went downstairs, and began his daily morning run.
The Marshal's Mansion is very large, covering a total area of 36,000 square meters, with a building area of 28,000 square meters.
When Shen Yunjin was halfway through her morning jog around the garden, snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky.
It snowed in Beiping in December.
It looks like it won't be able to pile up anytime soon.
Shen Yunjin had no intention of ending her morning run and continued onward.
The servants at the Marshal's Mansion all knew his habits; they wouldn't be in the garden between seven and eight o'clock to avoid disturbing his morning run.
Shen Yunjin was naturally not worried about bumping into anyone.
But today, it seemed that some servant had no memory and suddenly appeared from around the corner, and Shen Yunjin bumped into him without any resistance.
The other person was clearly frightened, standing there frozen and not daring to move. Before he could even see her face clearly, he suddenly pinned her down.
Shen Yunjin's hard, iron-like body slammed heavily onto the other person. He heard a painful groan, but at the same time, he also felt an incredible softness.
He propped himself up on his hands, raised his head slightly, and saw a pale, weak, yet incredibly familiar face.
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Shen Yunshan: Look how elegant your stepmother is, why don't we arrange for her to marry someone for you?
Shen Yunjin: No need, I'll just marry my stepmother.
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