"Let's eat, Yue'er." Yun Ruoyue was staring at Chu Xuanchen in a daze when he suddenly said softly.
"Ah, okay, you can eat too." Yun Ruoyue came back to her senses and began to eat her rice carefully.
He didn't lose his temper at Feng'er just now, which was completely beyond her expectation. Could it be that his condition has been controlled?
That's a good thing.
But when she raised her eyes, she saw that he was clenching his lips and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was trying his best to hold back something.
She couldn't help but feel stagnant, why would he be like this?
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Several times in a row, after Chu Xuanchen saw his servants making small mistakes, he didn't deal with them as before.
He graciously let them go.
The servants originally thought that they would be punished by the prince if they made a small mistake, but they didn't expect that everything was fine.
This made them very confused, what happened to the prince?
Yun Ruoyue also found it strange. Logically speaking, if it had been during the time when Chu Xuanchen was ill, he would have scolded his servants even if they put something too heavy.
Unexpectedly, he changed.
Is his condition really in remission?
However, recently, he often hides in the study alone to read documents. Sometimes he sits there for several hours. For most of the day, he does not allow anyone to enter, and locks himself in the study alone, forgetting all sleep and food.
Correcting official documents, which made Yun Ruoyue a little confused.
He has been acting strangely recently.
She always felt that he was hiding something, so that night, she stewed a cup of chicken soup with her own hands and asked Feng'er to carry it to the study.
Moli stood guard outside the study. When he saw Yun Ruoyue coming, he quickly stepped forward to salute her, "Wang..."
"Shh!" Yun Ruoyue walked towards him, glanced at the study, and whispered, "The prince is correcting official documents again?"
"Yes, it's been an hour and the corrections haven't been completed yet," Moli replied.
"Yue'er, are you here?" At this time, a deep and indifferent voice came from inside.
Yun Ruoyue was startled. She didn't expect that Chu Xuanchen could still hear her speaking so quietly.
A person with strong martial arts skills is indeed very smart, and any disturbance outside the house will not escape his eyes.
"It's me, I'm here to bring you some food." After Yun Ruoyue said that, she and Feng'er opened the door and walked in.
As soon as she walked in, she suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood. She was shocked, but she didn't show it on her face.
She looked up and saw Chu Xuanchen sitting at the desk, holding a writing brush in his hand and correcting the official documents on the table.
Seeing her coming in, Chu Xuanchen put down his brush, stood up and said, "Yue'er, why are you here?"
"I see that you have been too tired recently, correcting official documents until midnight every day, so I stewed a cup of chicken soup for you to replenish your health." Yun Ruoyue said and asked Feng'er to put the chicken soup on the table.
At the same time, her eyes swept around the room.
But I didn't notice anything strange, I just smelled the fresh smell of blood.
After Feng'er put down the soup cup, she respectfully left and closed the door.
"I've already had dinner, and I'm not hungry. You're pregnant, so don't work so hard in the future." Chu Xuanchen touched her little face and said.
"It's okay, I'm just making some chicken soup. Come on, try it." Yun Ruoyue said, opening the lid and preparing to scoop out the chicken soup.
Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a trace of blood coming out of the white sleeve of Chu Xuanchen's left arm.
She was suddenly startled, quickly put down the lid, and grabbed Chu Xuanchen's left arm, "Why is your arm bleeding? Let me take a look."