Nan Zhiyun's eyes lit up with visible joy. However, as the saying goes, too much happiness can lead to sorrow. In her excitement, Nan Zhiyun forgot about the injury on her knee.
As she stood up, she felt a sharp pain and couldn't help but cry out.
"See? I told you to be careful. Does it hurt?" Yu Jingchen rose from his seat and walked towards Nan Zhiyun, offering her support.
"Can you walk?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Yes, Your Consort just momentarily forgot about it. I'm fine now," Nan Zhiyun replied. kuAiδugg
Yu Jingchen held Nan Zhiyun's arm, helping her walk slowly.
"Let's sit here," Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun did not refuse, obediently sitting down as Yu Jingchen guided her.
"Your Consort can help His Majesty grind ink," Nan Zhiyun said with a smile, preparing to reach for the inkstone.
However, Yu Jingchen lightly swatted her hand.
"Your Majesty?" Nan Zhiyun looked at Yu Jingchen, a little bewildered.
"Isn't this thing dirty? If you just grab it like that, you'll get it all over yourself," Yu Jingchen said.
"Then how should I hold it?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
"Just sit there. You don't need to bother with these things," Yu Jingchen said, sitting down beside her.
"But Your Consort wants to..." Nan Zhiyun tried to persist. Her voice trailed off, especially when she met Yu Jingchen's gaze.
"Your Consort knows her mistake..." Fine, she would just comply. After all, following her heart was most important. Yes, that's right, she should listen to her inner feelings.
"Are you very idle?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"No," Nan Zhiyun averted her gaze.
"But I feel that your current demeanor suggests you are very idle," Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyun: "..."
"Therefore, I think it's best to find something for you to do, so you don't start overthinking when you're too bored," Yu Jingchen said, picking up a book from a nearby table.
"Here, read this. After you've finished, tell me what this book is about," Yu Jingchen casually handed the book to Nan Zhiyun.
Nan Zhiyun took the book, but her expression was somewhat... she didn't know how to tell Yu Jingchen: "Your Majesty, this is actually my book. I've already read it..."
"You've read it?" Yu Jingchen glanced at Nan Zhiyun indifferently.
"...No, I read it, but I forgot. Your Consort will read it again." Nan Zhiyun immediately changed her tune and even opened the book.
Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow. This was more like it. He then stopped looking at Nan Zhiyun, as he had a mountain of work to attend to.
Although Nan Zhiyun had read the book before, as she read it quietly now, she found herself engrossed. And... she seemed to be experiencing different emotions.
After about an hour, Yu Jingchen suddenly felt that it was too quiet on Nan Zhiyun's side, which was unusual. He looked over and saw that Nan Zhiyun was staring at him with swollen, red eyes.
"What's wrong?" Yu Jingchen put down the memorial he was reading.
Nan Zhiyun shook her head and looked up at Yu Jingchen. "Your Consort is fine," she replied.
"If you're fine, why are you crying? If you really don't want to read it, then don't," Yu Jingchen said, reaching for the book in Nan Zhiyun's hands.
But Nan Zhiyun dodged. "No, Your Majesty, Your Consort is not crying because she doesn't want to read it."
"Then what's wrong?" Yu Jingchen did not insist on taking the book away but instead looked at Nan Zhiyun quietly.
"It's just that the content of this book makes one want to shed tears," Nan Zhiyun wiped away her tears.
"Then tell me, what is it about?" Yu Jingchen asked her.
"Does Your Majesty really want to listen?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
"If you want to speak, and you wish for someone to listen, then I will listen," Yu Jingchen replied.
"Has Your Majesty read this book?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
"No," Yu Jingchen replied. He never read such storybooks.
"This book was specially found by my father because Your Consort used to enjoy reading storybooks, and he had someone bring it back for me," Nan Zhiyun said. When she mentioned her father, she glanced at Yu Jingchen, fearing he might be displeased.
"It's alright, continue speaking. I'm not angry, you don't need to be so cautious," Yu Jingchen knew Nan Zhiyun's concerns.
Only after confirming that Yu Jingchen was not angry did Nan Zhiyun dare to continue. "This book is called 'Starfall Like Rain'."
"Hm?" Yu Jingchen did not understand and gestured for Nan Zhiyun to continue.
"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun called softly.
"What is it?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Can you hug me?" Nan Zhiyun suddenly said.