With bodyguards by her side, sleep came more soundly.
The next morning, Feng Yinwan was still groggy when she heard rustling sounds and a fragrant aroma filled her nostrils. She instinctively sniffed.
So fresh.
Like steamed sea bass.
Ye Tinglan stepped forward and saw her slightly flushed cheeks, her mouth puckered in a charming, adorable way. His gaze darkened, becoming even more profound.
"Your Highness."
In an instant, the table was laden with dishes. Ye Tinglan stared intently at the slender figure on the bed and raised his hand.
"You may withdraw."
"Yes."
The servants withdrew, and the room fell silent. The aroma suddenly became even more intense.
Feng Yinwan, smelling it, turned over and continued to pucker her lips.
So fragrant and sweet.
Like crystal longan soup.
The next moment, the sweet scent intensified tenfold, so real as if it were right in front of her, as if… she could eat it with just one bite!
In fact, Feng Yinwan did open her mouth.
"Mmm—"
Soft and smooth on the tongue, this taste, this texture, wasn't it precisely crystal longan soup!
Crystal longan soup…
Feng Yinwan's swallowing motion abruptly stopped. As she opened her eyes, she saw Ye Tinglan sitting by the edge of the bed, a soup spoon held between his jade-like fingers. In his left hand was a bowl of crystal longan soup!
Feeding her soup while she slept, was this dog prince secretly poisoning her!
A shiver ran down her spine, and she instinctively tried to spit it out, but Ye Tinglan saw through her intentions.
"How dare you!"
Feng Yinwan trembled at his command. In her nervousness, she swallowed with a "gulp"!
Ye Tinglan withdrew his hand with satisfaction. Before he could even smirk, he saw her prop herself up on the edge of the bed and begin to induce vomiting by pinching her throat. His handsome face darkened, and he directly lifted her onto a chair.
"Since you are not hungry, then you shall watch me eat!"
He said, placing the porcelain bowl on the table, and directly picked up a piece of sea bass, putting it into his mouth.
The aroma was captivating. Feng Yinwan came to her senses and, looking at the dishes on the table, her mouth instantly began to water.
Steamed sea bass, phoenix chicken, begonia mushrooms, sand-pot wonton wings…
Wuwuwu, she hadn't smelled wrong earlier; these were all delicious!
Ye Tinglan glanced at her. His long fingers, holding silver chopsticks, moved past her eyes and picked up a piece of chicken.
"Your Highness."
Feng Yinwan swallowed.
"Hmm?"
Ye Tinglan looked straight ahead.
Feng Yinwan gritted her teeth, smacked her lips, and spoke again, unwilling to give up.
"This noble chicken is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It looks delicious at first glance. The taste should be… good, right?"
Ye Tinglan chewed silently for a moment, then lifted his eyelids and glanced at her sideways. "Indeed, it is good."
Feng Yinwan: …!
Am I asking you? I'm telling you to let me eat!
Her beautiful eyes darted about. She directly reached for the chopsticks, ready to fend for herself. However, before she could even put them down, Ye Tinglan's chopsticks snapped them away with a "pap."
Feng Yinwan gasped in pain, and two red marks immediately appeared on her fair, slender fingers.
"What are you doing!"
Ye Tinglan's expression was unchanged. "I told you to watch from the side; I did not permit you to touch the chopsticks."
Feng Yinwan's pupils widened in shock.
The dog prince not only wouldn't let her eat, but he also wanted her to watch him eat.
He was truly a dog!
After mentally scolding Ye Tinglan multiple times, Feng Yinwan slammed her chopsticks on the table and stood up indignantly.
This life is unbearable!
Just as she was about to go to the dining hall for a hearty meal, she felt a wave of weakness after only a few steps. Feng Yinwan's vision blurred, and she felt a dizzy spell, losing control.
The next moment, her body gently fell into two strong, firm arms.
Ye Tinglan bent down and picked her up, his dark eyes holding a hint of warning.
"When did I permit you to leave? Moving around carelessly when your body has not yet recovered, do you think your injuries are not severe enough?"
Feng Yinwan thought.
If you don't let me leave, at least let me eat! To watch you eat with my own eyes, who could bear that!
While she was silently cursing, Ye Tinglan had already carried her back to the table. The next moment, his jade-like fingertips held a soup spoon and brought it to her lips. Feng Yinwan froze and, as if possessed, drank it down.
Crystal longan soup was indeed delicious!
But, she was injured, not disabled; she could drink it herself!
Just as she was about to take the soup spoon from Ye Tinglan, she met his cold gaze. Feng Yinwan's reaching motion stopped, and she immediately withdrew her hand.
Of course, she could also pretend to be disabled for a while!
Ye Tinglan's thin lips curved upward, and he fed her two spoonfuls.
Just as he was about to serve another spoonful, he was interrupted by the pouting woman in his arms.
"I don't want any more."
Her voice was sweet, and after drinking the sweet soup, it sounded particularly soft, almost like a coy complaint.
Ye Tinglan's dark eyes deepened, and he obediently picked up a piece of fish for her.
Thus, when Ye Tingyun entered, he witnessed such a scene.
His usually cold and unfeeling third brother, who disliked women, was holding a tender beauty in his arms, not showing any disgust, but instead patiently… picking food for her!
Help!
In his entire life, the only time he had seen such an indulgent expression on his third brother's face was when he was still in diapers!
"Third Brother?"
Ye Tingyun blinked incredulously, trying to awaken his third brother's manly spirit.
Unexpectedly, Ye Tinglan's reaction was indifferent. Seeing him approach, he merely asked casually,
"What is it?"
Ye Tingyun turned to stone, then forced an awkward laugh, and looked at Feng Yinwan in his arms, who was "throwing her weight around."
"I just met a servant from the kitchen who said Third Brother was already up, so I thought I'd come by to check on Third Sister-in-law's injuries."
Recalling his purple ginseng slices from last night, Feng Yinwan immediately poked her head out from Ye Tinglan's embrace.
"Thank you, Prince Yun, for saving my life yesterday. This Princess Consort is deeply moved!"
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Tinglan's large hand pushed her back. "Eat properly."
Ye Tingyun had been preparing to offer some pleasantries, but upon seeing this, he completely lost his composure.
What was that… he seemed to smell a certain sour odor just now!
"Third Brother, Third Sister-in-law, please continue your meal."
He cupped his hands and retreated directly.
Feng Yinwan frowned in confusion. Before she could speak, another piece of fish wing was put into her mouth, immediately dispelling her thoughts.
After breakfast, Ye Tinglan wanted to carry her back to bed. Seeing this, Feng Yinwan immediately resisted with her actions.
"I've eaten too much, and I need to go for a walk!"
A woman from the General's mansion will never be a good-for-nothing!
Ye Tinglan didn't even bat an eyelid and directly refused, "Your body has not yet recovered; you cannot."
"Your subject's consort has eaten breakfast and feels much better. Your Highness can rest assured, your subject can now run at least two li in one breath!"
Ye Tinglan's brows were stern, showing no sign of yielding.
"No."
This tone was absolutely non-negotiable.
Feng Yinwan wilted instantly, like a frost-bitten eggplant.
After thinking for a moment, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she looked up again.
"Your subject was poisoned and vomited blood last night and feels very unwell. I wish to freshen up, that is acceptable, right?"
She certainly couldn't wash herself. As long as she could get Yubing to come over, she would definitely find a way to get out!
Ye Tinglan pursed his thin lips upon hearing this, about to agree, when a figure flashed in like the wind.
"Princess Consort is injured and has difficulty moving. Brother Tinglan, why don't you let Rulian serve Princess Consort and help her freshen up!"
This little white lotus had stayed in the palace to accompany the Empress last night. Her travel-worn appearance indicated she had rushed back from the palace upon hearing the news.
Ye Tinglan frowned and was about to refuse when his wrist was pressed by the delicate person in his embrace.
"Your Highness, this consort thinks Miss Qin's suggestion is excellent."