"Young Master, you should eat something!" Cui Sheng urged, watching Lin Yanzhi who had only taken a few sips of porridge.
Lin Yanzhi shook his head, "No need."
"Young Master, eating more will give you strength to recover faster," Cui Sheng said.
Lin Yanzhi looked into the distance upon hearing this, "My body is already like this. Eating more will be of no use. I'm just waiting to die."
"Young Master..."
As Cui Sheng was about to offer more words of comfort, Lin Yanzhi interrupted him, "Father should have received the message I sent, right?"
"Young Master, you know Cui He's skills. He will definitely deliver it to the Lord."
"Your Majesty..."
Surprised voices came from outside the door.
Lin Yanzhi looked towards the door, and a figure in purple slowly approached him.
He looked at the slender, delicate figure that could be blown away by a gust of wind, yet why could she possess such decisive and swift decisions, and even be capable of striking him?
What kind of explosive power resided within this body?
When this still somewhat immature girl grows up, what kind of situation will this barren land face?
Thinking of this, he felt a surge of emotion.
His heart, silent for many years, beat at this moment.
He knew that beneath this fair and beautiful face, beneath these clear and fathomless eyes, lay a magic he could not see.
It stirred the blood throughout his body, flowing for her, beating for her.
"Your Majesty..." Lin Yanzhi struggled to sit up, but was pressed down by a pair of slender, fair hands.
As always, the chill transmitted from his shoulders throughout his body.
"No need for such formalities!" the girl's delicate lips parted.
Lin Yanzhi prostrated himself on the bed and kowtowed.
"Help your Young Master up," the girl said softly.
Cui Sheng quickly helped his Young Master to sit up.
"Why is there still so much left?" the girl frowned as she saw the porridge on the table.
"This humble one has no appetite," Lin Yanzhi replied.
"If you don't eat, how can you get better quickly?" The girl picked up the bowl and walked over.
Seeing this, Cui Sheng came forward, intending to take the bowl, but the girl had no intention of giving it to him. "I will."
Cui Sheng was stunned. What did the Empress mean by this?
The girl sat on the edge of the bed, held the spoon, scooped a spoonful of porridge, and brought it to Lin Yanzhi's lips.
Lin Yanzhi trembled all over, "Your Majesty..."
"Eat!" the girl said softly.
"This... this is not permissible. It would be too much for this humble one," Lin Yanzhi said, terrified, prostrating himself on the bed and daring not to look up.
"What is not permissible? You have entered the harem, and you are my person. Or do you think becoming my person is shameful?"
"No, this humble one has never thought that way." Lin Yanzhi raised his head, eager to explain, but his gaze met those clear eyes.
Like a clear mountain spring, like the vast, clear sky.
Pure and untainted, transparent to the very bottom.
"Since that is not the case, why would I not feed you?" the girl asked.
"This..."
The girl brought the spoon to his lips again and said, "Open your mouth."
The bowl of porridge was finished. Only then did the girl put down the bowl and say with concern, "You must eat well like this in the future."
"Yes, this humble one respectfully obeys Your Majesty's command," Lin Yanzhi replied.
As the purple figure left, Cui Sheng stepped forward to help Lin Yanzhi.
"Young Master, what does the Empress mean by this?"
A hint of deep meaning appeared on Lin Yanzhi's pale face. "It seems the Empress is even more intelligent than I imagined."
Cui Sheng heard this and said, "Young Master, what do you mean by that? In the past, Emperor Ming spent a thousand gold pieces to make his concubine smile, building a sea of flowers for her in winter. Now, the Empress merely fed you a bowl of porridge; it is nothing surprising."