Yu Jingchen deliberately coughed twice.
"Yun'er seems quite happy?" he said before directly lifting the curtain and walking in.
Nan Zhiyun was startled by Yu Jingchen's voice and immediately sank into the water, only her head visible.
"Your Majesty, why are you here so early today?" Nan Zhiyun hadn't expected him to arrive before she was ready.
"Why are there so many flower petals? And is your foot injury healed? You..." Yu Jingchen frowned upon seeing the bath filled with petals. He recalled Nan Zhiyun rarely used them.
"It's healed, the bandages are off. These flowers... I just saw so many, and your concubine used them..." Nan Zhiyun replied.
"Your Majesty, could you please go out first?" Nan Zhiyun quickly added, as she was still not prepared.
Yu Jingchen felt that Nan Zhiyun was acting very strangely today. What was she planning?
"Your Majesty, could you go out?" Nan Zhiyun softened her voice, attempting to be coaxing.
Yu Jingchen sighed, then seeing her expression, realizing she genuinely didn't want him there, he turned and left.
After Yu Jingchen left, Nan Zhiyun let out a long sigh of relief. Then, with some awkwardness, she looked at the clothes placed at a distance. She had to gather a lot of courage before calling someone to help her dress, as her foot was still not very convenient.
Yu Jingchen sat outside, waiting for Nan Zhiyun to be ready. Qianxia then came to call him: "Your Majesty, the Consort is ready, please come in."
Yu Jingchen only then put down what he was holding and went in. As for Qianxia... she truly hadn't expected her mistress to go this far. She couldn't bear to watch anymore. She only hoped His Majesty wouldn't be angry with the Consort for what she had done.
When Yu Jingchen walked in, he found Nan Zhiyun still standing behind the curtain. He constantly remembered Nan Zhiyun's foot injury, and seeing her standing there by herself, he felt a pang of concern.
"Why are you still standing there? Your foot will hurt later, come here quickly." Yu Jingchen, not yet sensing anything amiss, stepped forward to help her.
However, when Yu Jingchen lifted the curtain, he froze. This was…
"Your Majesty…" Nan Zhiyun's head was bowed as low as possible. Her entire body was flushed, either from the bath or from shyness.
"What are you doing?" Yu Jingchen's brows remained furrowed as he looked at her attire.
"Your concubine can do it…" Nan Zhiyun forced herself to look up, her eyes glistening. Yu Jingchen's Adam's apple bobbed.
"Be good, change your clothes," Yu Jingchen said.
"Your Majesty… my foot hurts," Nan Zhiyun said, leaning into Yu Jingchen's embrace.
"It hurts so much…" Nan Zhiyun clung to Yu Jingchen.
Yu Jingchen's voice began to grow hoarse, "Be good, stand still, alright?" He tried to push Nan Zhiyun away, knowing that she was practically wearing nothing.
"No~ I can do it," Nan Zhiyun held on tighter.
Yu Jingchen fell silent for a moment, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Yun'er, are you serious? Are you sure you're ready?" He was still confirming.
"Yes, Your Majesty. It's hard for your concubine to be like this, please don't refuse me," Nan Zhiyun wrapped her arms around Yu Jingchen's waist.
"I'm cold~ Your Majesty, can you carry me over?" Nan Zhiyun continued. In her current state, it was truly hard for anyone to refuse her.