Swap, the involutionary regent palace fight also forced me to rebel

Because Yun Ji's body was weak and his hands were not strong enough, Nan Yingzhi was not even pushed.

Considering Yun Ji's concern for reputation, Nan Yingzhi pretended to be pushed and took a step back politely.

Not understanding why Yun Ji suddenly came up to her and pushed her away, Nan Yingzhi was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

He was sweating coldly and the food in his stomach seemed to be expelled and kept bubbling up. Yun Ji couldn't hold it in and wanted to vomit on the ground.

Nan Yingzhi had taken care of her mother who suffered from stomach problems, so she knew a lot about gastrointestinal issues.

People with stomach problems are more likely to have diarrhea and vomit.

Coincidentally, her mother belongs to the latter, so Nan Yingzhi is quite experienced in the signs of vomiting and how to take care of such people.

Nan Yingzhi realized something was wrong when she saw Yunji covering his mouth tightly and bending over slightly. She took two steps at a time and quickly carried Yunji to the bushes nearby.

It’s not good to spit on the road, so at the critical moment, I can only let the grass down.

Yun Ji felt embarrassed when Nan Yingzhi pulled him. What he had intended to pour out was stuck in his throat, unable to move up or down.

He couldn't help but make retching sounds.

Knowing that he looked very embarrassed, Yun Ji covered his mouth tightly, trying hard to suppress the energy.

It was dark, and with the moonlight, Nan Yingzhi didn't see Yun Ji spit out anything, so she asked, "Can't you spit it out?"

Being caught by Nan Yingzhi, Yun Ji felt indescribable shame.

Denial was of no use, Yun Ji suppressed the discomfort in his throat and nodded slightly.

He didn't dare look directly into Nan Yingzhi's eyes, and only fixed his gaze on Nan Yingzhi's lips.

Thinking that they had just come out of a dinner party, Yun Ji might have eaten too much and felt like vomiting, Nan Yingzhi asked, "Did you eat too much?"

Without taking many bites, Yun Ji pressed his hand against his aching abdomen and shook his head.

After a few exchanges, Nan Yingzhi felt that Yun Ji was a taciturn person tonight, and he moved when she poked him.

The answer to his own questions was to shake his head or nod, but he didn't say anything.

Understanding that nausea can easily make people reluctant to speak, Nan Yingzhi took the initiative and said, "Can I touch your abdomen?"

How could Yun Ji not be happy to have physical contact?

Although he didn't know why Nan Yingzhi did this, he nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice.

Realizing that he was being too active, Yun Ji silently stopped his actions, slowly loosened his hand, and let Nan Yingzhi touch him.

Nan Yingzhi's technique is gentle and her movements are skillful.

Feeling that it was a little hard and slightly swollen, she reasonably suspected that it was caused by indigestion.

Thinking about how cold Yun Ji's hands were, Nan Yingzhi had a further answer in her mind.

Maybe it's because my spleen and stomach are weak, so I run around shortly after eating, causing indigestion.

Sometimes when you can’t digest something, you may feel better if you spit it out.

Thinking of this, Nan Yingzhi asked Yun Ji: "Do you feel like vomiting?"

As she expected, Yun Ji still didn't say anything. He hesitated and just nodded.

Yun Ji accidentally met Nan Yingzhi's gaze and quickly turned his head away, as if he was avoiding something.

Observing her neatly trimmed, not-so-sharp nails, Nan Yingzhi turned her wrist and prepared herself: "Do you need help?"

Somewhat curious about how Nan Yingzhi was going to "help", Yun Ji didn't even hesitate and nodded directly.

One of them asked concise questions and the other answered directly, and their communication efficiency was surprisingly high.

"It may hurt a little, relax," Nan Yingzhi said while talking to Yun Ji to divert his attention. She put her index finger into Yun Ji's mouth and pressed the back of his throat. "Bear with it, don't bite my hand."

Yun Ji already felt nauseous in his throat, and due to the strong stimulation, he couldn't control himself and vomited violently.

He vomited so quickly that it was inevitable that Nan Yingzhi's hands were stained with a lot of filth.

After taking care of her mother many times, Nan Yingzhi had become accustomed to it and no longer had any mysophobia. She subconsciously wanted to reach out and pat Yunji on the back.

Because she was afraid of dirtying Yunji's clothes, she took out a handkerchief with her other hand, wiped her hands, and then gently stroked Yunji's back.

Feeling that Yun Ji kept hiding to the side and felt very uncomfortable, Nan Yingzhi understood that this was the so-called sense of shame about illness.

To put it simply, people are reluctant to show signs of weakness and feel that being sick is shameful.

This feeling is usually caused by lack of love.

Thinking about the fact that Yunji lost his mother in childhood, Nan Yingzhi felt understanding.

It is said that a child without a mother is like a weed. I am afraid only Yun Ji himself knows how it feels.

Theoretically, Nan Yingzhi knew that unless the person had gastric bleeding and vomiting to the point of dehydration, he would not die.

She could have just left Yun Ji alone and gone to Anhui Palace to meet the Imperial Master.

But there was no reason. Seeing Yunji was upset, she wanted to intervene.

Nan Yingzhi quickly found a reason for herself. Their lives were connected, and before figuring out the principle of the exchange, both had to be fine for safety.

Instead of being angry, Nan Yingzhi rubbed Yun Ji's cold hands and comforted him: "It's okay, you're just sick, there's no need to be ashamed of it."

A warm current surged through his chest, and Yun Ji felt inexplicably sore in his heart.

Don't be ashamed of being sick. This was the first time he heard such words.

What the Grand Tutor had taught me, and what my mother and I had been exposed to, was "You are a strong person, and you must not show weakness to others" and so on.

According to this logic, wouldn't accepting Nan Yingzhi's care make you a weak person?

After all, only the weak need the mercy of others.

Yun Ji wanted to break free from Nan Yingzhi's hands, curl up and hide his vulnerability.

But Nan Yingzhi's unwavering gaze made him unwilling to struggle in the end.

Thinking that Yunji had to rinse his mouth after vomiting, Nan Yingzhi was methodical and told Lingfeng who was waiting beside him: "Bring some warm water."

Even after vomiting until only acid water was left, Yun Ji was still feeling nauseous.

His mouth felt sour and bitter, and not only his hands were shaking, his whole body was trembling.

The vomit was mixed with stomach acid and smelled bad, but Nan Yingzhi did not dislike it. She bent down and observed it carefully.

"Dirty," Yun Ji said hoarsely, feeling embarrassed to let Nan Yingzhi see it, and tried to block Nan Yingzhi's sight with his hands, "Don't look at it."

Combining multiple factors, Nan Yingzhi concluded that Yun Ji was simply suffering from indigestion, not food poisoning. She felt relieved: "Do you still want to vomit?"

The few words just spoken severely damaged Yun Ji's throat which had been corroded by stomach acid. Yun Ji was in so much pain that he didn't want to speak anymore. He returned to the "nodding and shaking head" mode and shook his head slightly.

"Come on, rinse your mouth." Seeing that Yun Ji said he didn't want to vomit, Nan Yingzhi took the cup from Ling Feng and asked Yun Ji, "Can you hold it steady?"

After Nan Yingzhi warmed his hands, Yun Ji barely recovered some strength. He nodded and took it.

Even though Nan Yingzhi asked him not to be embarrassed, showing off had already become his daily habit, just like eating and drinking.

Things that are engraved in the brain and integrated into the blood cannot be separated in an instant.

Even though it wasn't very helpful, Yun Ji still didn't want Nan Yingzhi to feed him. Due to his unsteady hands, his collar inevitably got wet.

Pretending not to notice Yunji's stubbornness, Nan Yingzhi only asked, "Are you feeling better?"

After rinsing his mouth with warm water, Yun Ji subconsciously wanted to blurt out "no problem".

His lower abdomen suddenly started to throb, his face turned pale, and drops of cold sweat trickled down his temples.

Seeing Yun Ji's bad face, he didn't say anything, but pressed his stomach tightly. Nan Yingzhi covered his hand, which was still cold even after being warmed up: "Still have a stomachache?"

Yun Ji nodded, then shook his head, because he himself didn't know.

Nan Yingzhi gently rubbed Yunji's abdomen, trying to relieve his pain.

Yun Ji was naturally happy to be taken care of, but this joy did not last for a few seconds before it sank to the bottom of the sea again.

Nan Yingzhi's movements were skillful, and it was obviously not her first time doing these things. Had she taken care of others like this before?

Is this kind of care only for him, or can others also have it?

His voice was unsteady due to the pain and natural tears oozed out of the corners of his eyes, but Yun Ji still adjusted his breathing and wanted to ask clearly.

There was a trace of paranoia in Yun Ji's eyes, and his voice was hoarse: "Nan Yingzhi."