This time, Yu Jingchen had given instructions in advance. The palace furnishings had changed significantly, with most arrangements made according to Nan Zhiyun’s preferences.
Yu Jingchen placed Nan Zhiyun on the bed, but she, who had been sleeping soundly, was now startled awake.
“Awake?” Yu Jingchen asked gently, looking at Nan Zhiyun, who was still groggy.
“Your Majesty~” Nan Zhiyun’s voice was lazy, like a kitten’s, with a hint of a childish lilt, as she hadn't fully woken up yet. The candlelight in the palace was dim, but the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.
Nan Zhiyun hugged Yu Jingchen’s arm, her eyes heavy with sleep.
“Do you want to get up? Or do you want to continue sleeping?” Yu Jingchen asked softly, afraid that even a slightly louder voice would startle her.
“Mmm~” Nan Zhiyun responded softly, and Yu Jingchen wasn't sure what she meant.
“Do you want to sleep more?” Yu Jingchen sat beside her and embraced her.
“Your Majesty, don’t go…” Nan Zhiyun clung to Yu Jingchen.
“Alright, I won’t go. I will stay with Yun’er.” Seeing that Nan Zhiyun didn’t seem inclined to get up, Yu Jingchen stopped urging her and instead coaxed her to sleep.
Nan Zhiyun had been in a carriage all day, feeling dizzy. Coaxed by Yu Jingchen like this, she felt like she wanted to sleep but also as if she hadn't truly slept.
Yu Jingchen held her in his arms and they slept together. Nan Zhiyun probably felt comfortable, and with Yu Jingchen’s warmth, she snuggled further into his embrace.
Yu Jingchen felt a bit restless with Nan Zhiyun’s movements, and what was more, Nan Zhiyun seemed completely oblivious, still close to him.
Even when held in his arms, she was restless, squirming a lot, which made Yu Jingchen… physically…
“Yun’er…” Yu Jingchen’s voice grew hoarse.
“Yun’er, don’t move around. Hurry and rest.” Yu Jingchen felt he was losing control. If Nan Zhiyun continued like this, he couldn’t guarantee what he might do.
—Mini Theater—
Xing Lai listened to the commotion from inside. Oh my, what were they doing? Why such a loud noise?
His Majesty is truly something. Couldn’t he be gentler and quieter? Doesn’t he understand tenderness?
One day, Consort Shu will no longer allow His Majesty near, after all… he’s too fierce.
Xing Lai shook his head helplessly and then, with practiced ease, took out two earplugs from his person and inserted them into his ears. He knew nothing, he knew nothing…
“Xing Lai!” Yu Jingchen suddenly called from inside.
However, our Eunuch Xing was wearing earplugs. He couldn’t hear anything. He even shook his head, and then… with a crash, the sound was so loud, was that the bedframe collapsing…
Xing Lai jumped and the next moment, he rushed inside, only to find…
“Are you deaf?” Yu Jingchen’s eyes narrowed. Xing Lai chuckled awkwardly and then smiled fawningly, “It’s just that Your Majesty has too much energy, and the commotion is too great…” As he spoke, he glanced at the caved-in bed. Indeed, it seemed correct.
And in the following days… Where was Eunuch Xing? Oh… he was punished by His Majesty to scrub the chamber pots. Hahahaha!
—Someone wanted to see a mini theater with Eunuch Xing before, so here it is for you, hehehe.
Also… someone wants to abduct Nan Zhiyun and has been wanting to time-travel here, even complaining that you (Yu Jingchen) are not enough. So, Yu Jingchen, where is your sword? Pick it up quickly!!! I support you, I have your back!