Chapter 6 Eat more, both husband and wife will have a short life

Yuyan slowly swallowed the warm water in her mouth.

She was afraid that Yinzhen would snatch it from her again, so she drank it too hastily. If she swallowed it all, it would definitely choke her, so she could only swallow it bit by bit.

As the warm water flowed down her throat, she saw Yinzhen staring at her.

The dark, inquiring look in his eyes made one's heart numb.

"Why does Lord Beile look at me like this?"

Yuyan also realized that her words were probably too unreliable.

How could Concubine De only say this when she was eagerly calling her to come into the palace? Everyone knew that although Concubine De and the Fourth Prince were mother and son, they were not that close.

Yuyan thought for a moment and said frankly, "Your Majesty did say something else. But I think that's not important. I won't tell Lord Beile about anything unpleasant or unpleasant. Lord Beile will be happy only when he hears something pleasant and pleasing to his ears."

Fu Jin's place has really changed a lot.

I was in a hurry last time and didn't take a close look. I just took a nap and left. I was too busy to come back for a few days. Now sitting in the small hall outside, I feel that Fu Jin has made this place bright and warm.

All the previous furnishings were removed and replaced with brightly colored furniture, and even a few small green roses were hung in an orderly manner.

The air in the room was fresh and natural, carrying the unique fragrance of Fu Jin, no longer the lingering medicinal smell from before.

Fu Jin is really taking good care of himself now, and he is also afraid that he will get sick or die. In short, he does everything for the sake of him, the prince.

Yinzhen's heart softened. He didn't want to pursue what the empress had said.

I just like sitting and talking with Yuyan under the bright and warm sun.

Yinzhen said, "People always say that honest advice is unpleasant to the ear, but why is it useless to Fujin?"

[That's all bullshit. It's annoying to hear honest advice. Even cats and dogs like to hear nice words. Why can't people choose to hear nice words? Anyway, I always advocate following one's heart and doing what one wants. If conditions permit, one should create a comfortable, healthy and positive energy environment for oneself.]

[People who are vicious in their words are obviously suffering a lot in their hearts.]

This time, his inner voice was mumbling and grumbling, and the reaction was very intense. Yinzhen felt like there were many little birds chirping in front of him, and the ideas he expressed were fresh and interesting.

Fu Jin knew that he was cursing in his heart.

Yinzhen wondered when he would see Fujin swearing at someone.

Yuyan said, "Nothing can work for me now. Prince Beile also knows that we can't keep everything in our hearts. I know Prince Beile is a tolerant person, so I just say what I think. Prince Beile knows it very well, and I don't want to be a knife that others stab Prince Beile with words."

Yinzhen was still sitting on the wide couch, with a small pot of green radish hanging next to him. Yinzhen could touch it with just one hand. He stretched out his hand and pinched the small pot and turned it around, and the green radish spun around by itself, which made Yinzhen's brows soften and his lips smile.

Yinzhen called out, "Su Peisheng."

Su Peisheng hurriedly said, "The servant is here."

After only a glance at Yinzhen, Su Peisheng hurried out.

Yuyan didn't know what the master and servant were fighting about.

Not long after, Su Peisheng arrived with his people. Seven or eight of them came in, carrying four or five rolls of cloth. They poured in and filled up the wide table.

The evening sunlight fell on the fabrics like broken gold nuggets, filling the whole room with dazzling colorful lights. Yuyan almost thought she was in the Crystal Palace.

Yinzhen said, "The last time the prince organized the party, grandpa won. The cloths awarded by the emperor are all here. The emperor knows that you and grandpa won together. Grandpa saw that some of them are very bright, and you will definitely like them. As for the rest, you can make whatever you like. There are enough clothes for you and grandpa for two seasons of the year. Make them first and you can wear them first. When we open the warehouse, you can choose whatever you like."

"You went out earlier, and your clothes became old. We will go out more often in the future. Make more clothes that you like, and throw away the old ones that you don't like."

Yuyan was reluctant to waste so much, and while looking at the fabrics she smiled and said, "The old ones can still be worn at home."

[It's so beautiful! I really like it!]

When Yinzhen heard Yuyan exclaim in her heart, it was as if a little squirrel saw a big cave of pine nuts. His eyes were shining and he expressed his joy and happiness crazily in his heart, saying that he liked these shiny and glowing fabrics the most.

Yinzhen couldn't help but smile. Fujin was as happy as a little child. It was great.

Yuyan really likes it.

After looking through everything one by one, Xiaohong was asked to take people to clean up and put them away.

She had some ideas about which piece of clothing to use and how to make it. She would think about it carefully and then send it to the embroiderer in the mansion to have it made.

Now, she really likes the days of the legitimate wife's promotion.

You have enough food and clothing, no need to compete for favors, and you can take care of your health however you want every day. Just live a long and healthy life. It is really a relief.

Yinzhen held the small pot of green lotus to prevent it from turning.

Yinzhen said, "It's almost time. You can have your meal here with Fujin."

Seeing that Yuyan was obviously stunned, Yinzhen asked, "Why? Fujin doesn't want to?"

Aren’t they getting along very well now?

Yu Yan said hurriedly: "No. I'm not unwilling."

She is the legitimate wife of the emperor, how could she live without the support of the prince?

Mainly -

Yuyan said, "To be honest with you, Lord Beile, I have changed my previous taste. I used to eat less, and the variety was not good for my health. Now I want to change and stop eating cold food. I also control the amount of meat. Most of the food I eat is relatively simple, mainly steamed food. I am afraid that Lord Beile will feel wronged by eating here."

Yinzhen laughed and said, "When I was on a business trip to the northwest, I ate everything. I ate rice cakes with plain water. Do you still care about the simple steamed food here? Just serve it to me. I will eat whatever you eat."

After the meal, it was getting late, so the master could stay overnight. Yinzhen had planned everything.

[That still won’t work.]

[He had worked so hard for so many years that he became ill. He worked so hard for the court and the Qing Dynasty. These things took too much of his energy. No wonder he died in his fifties, just a dozen years after ascending the throne. He didn't even live to be sixty. How could I let him eat such a bland diet? How could I deduct his food?]

[Just like me, he should take good care of himself from now on. Of course, we need to take care of ourselves, but we must also eat nutritious and healthy food. He can't eat like me. If we all take care of ourselves together, wouldn't it be better if we can live comfortably for another 70, 80, or even 100 years?]

Yuyan told Xiaohong: "My portion should remain the same. Lord Beile's portion should be supplemented with meat. You can't eat too much meat and fish at night, so double Lord Beile's portion according to my portion. Lord Beile's portion should be a little stronger in taste, but not too spicy or oily."

Yuyan turned to look at Yinzhen, and wanted to ask him if there was anything else he wanted, but Yinzhen looked stunned, as if he was startled by something.

She thought it was not her decision, so she said, "Lord Beile? Take a look at what you want. If you think my arrangement is not appropriate, how about asking them to prepare a portion according to Lord Beile's past taste?"

Yinzhen actually didn't eat much. His rice intake was also very small.

Obviously, he consumes a lot of energy through exercise, but he is always busy with his work and worrying too much, and doesn't pay much attention to eating, which is another form of neglecting the issue of eating.

Yuyan actually didn't want him to be so perfunctory.

Yinzhen came back to his senses: "No need. Just follow your arrangement."

Yinzhen never expected that he would not even live to be sixty years old.

According to Fu Jin's previous thoughts, it would probably take some time for him to ascend the throne. He died after only ten years on the throne, which means that he was not an emperor for long and was far inferior to his father.

No wonder he worked so hard and died of illness due to overwork. There were too many things to do and not enough time.

No wonder Fu Jin was always nagging him to eat this and that, fearing that his health was not good. She was afraid that he would die early.

There were sweet potatoes that were steamed and then roasted until golden brown, steamed pumpkin that was fragrant, two small plates of stir-fried lettuce, a large bowl of meatballs in clear soup, and two palm-sized meat dumplings made with two eggs.

Two large yellow croakers, both delicious and colorful, were placed in front of Yinzhen, and a smaller one was placed in front of Yuyan. There was also plenty of fine rice for the royal family.

There was also a cup of hot milk placed in front of Yinzhen.

Yuyan smiled and said, "Drink some milk, and Lord Beile will sleep well at night."

Yinzhen doesn't need to be so averse to cold foods. He can eat more of these.

Yuyan personally served Yinzhen the dishes: "Before, Prince, you didn't eat regularly, and you didn't pay attention to the amount and type of food you ate. Since you are eating on time today, Prince, you should eat more. These portions are just right, I hope you will eat and drink well."

Yinzhen smiled and said, "Okay."

The homely atmosphere and daily life settled heavily on Yinzhen's heart in such a world of fireworks.

Eating, which had never been of any importance to Yinzhen before, now meant more than a thousand pieces of gold to him.

Only by eating well and taking care of his body can he live well.

Yinzhen personally scooped a bowl of meatball soup for Yuyan. As the hot steam swirled around, Yinzhen's eyes were gentle: "You should eat more too."

[Hey, of course I have to eat more. Otherwise I will really die before you. I remember that it seemed like I fell ill and died when you were nine years old on the throne. It's terrible. I can't die so early!]

With a clang, the porcelain bowl in Yinzhen's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Yuyan was startled and knocked on the table quickly: "May you be safe and sound every year!"

"My Lord, are you okay? Did you get burned?" Yuyan was a little nervous. She had already brought the soup bowl over, and it was Yinzhen's own bowl that was broken.

She was checking Yinzhen's body when he suddenly pulled her into his arms with great force. Yinzhen's force was so strong that Yuyan could hardly breathe.

The servants beside them were still cleaning up. Yuyan suddenly heard Yinzhen's heartbeat like a drum, and his body seemed to be trembling slightly.

"Master Belle, what's wrong with you?"