"Oh, Zhaoyi, you're hurt!"
Fulan screamed, and hurriedly led her back to Shou'an Palace, but Xia Yunting's face was pale, and sweat dripped down in big drops, which startled her: "Zhaoyi, what's wrong with you?"
"..."
Xia Yunting didn't say a word, Fulan helped her to go forward and said softly: "They are just jealous of Zhaoyi, that's why they say these things."
"..."
"Don't pay attention to Zhaoyi, the emperor still loves you."
When they got to Shou'an Palace and entered the door, Xia Yunting tripped over the high threshold and almost fell down. Fortunately, Fulan supported her, and she stood there, and then said softly: "They are right. .”
Fran looked up at her in surprise.
"If you don't have any skills, how can the emperor still see me if there are so many people in the harem in the future?"
Fulan was also surprised, and looked at her in amazement: "Then—"
"..."
Xia Yunting was silent for a while, looked up at the sun, and murmured: "It's time for lunch."
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Nan Yan sat on the head of the bed clutching her stomach. Although her butt didn't hurt so much, her stomach still felt uncomfortable, and she couldn't even eat breakfast.
This is really a leak in the house and it rains all night.
She was complaining to herself when she heard Xia Yunting's voice from outside the door: "Nanyan."
When she heard this, she hurriedly got up and walked over, and saw Xia Yunting walking in with Fulan and Magpie, and said with a smile, "Are you okay?"
"Zhaoyi, why are you here?"
"I came here to see you, is there any other reason?"
Xia Yunting glanced at her reproachfully: "You are hurt, so why can't I care about you?"
After finishing speaking, he waved his hands to the two maids behind him, and Fulan and the others immediately put the food on the table.
Nan Yan looked at the food on that table in surprise, and couldn't recover. Xia Yunting had already held her hand and sat down at the table, and said softly, "Is it better today? Is it still hurting badly?"
"It's much better."
"That's good, I know you haven't had lunch yet, so I'm here to use it with you."
"How dare you?"
"Don't say such things, you and I are sisters."
Her voice was originally clear and sweet, but such gentle words are more like a warm current, flowing straight into people's hearts, Nan Yan couldn't help but look up at her: "Zhaoyi... Yunting..."
"That's right," Xia Yunting said with a smile: "In front of others, you call me Zhaoyi, but when we are together, you still call me Yunting, so that there is no distinction."
Nan Yan lowered her head lightly.
Xia Yunting smiled, and said: "I don't know what you like to eat, so I asked the kitchen to prepare a little casually, and you know—as Zhaoyi, I have just these things."
Fulan took the opportunity to say, "There are still people who are obstructing this and depriving Zhaoyi of things."
"Fran, don't talk too much."
Nan Yan listened and looked again. Compared with the big fish and meat that Zhu Feng came to last night, today's table dishes are much plainer. Of course, it is just what she wants, but it sounds like Yun Ting's life in the harem is not perfect. It wasn't that easy either.
She didn't speak, but Fulan said enthusiastically: "Whatever Nanyan girl wants to eat, my servant will serve you."
Compared to before, she was a little too enthusiastic. Nan Yan knew that most people in the harem were so snobbish, and didn't want to embarrass her, so she smiled and said, "I want to drink some hot soup."
So, a bowl of fresh bamboo shoots and ham soup was delivered to her.