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

Afraid that Nan Yingzhi might accidentally bump into Yun Ji in the side hall, Gao Shu was worried about leaving her alone at the door of the side hall and wanted to persuade her again.

"What is more important than you?" He said in a flattering tone, "If you are not feeling well, I will stay here with you..."

Just because she didn't want Gao Shu to serve her, Nan Yingzhi interrupted Gao Shu before he could finish speaking.

"What?" She lowered her voice, her breath was unstable with the pain she was trying to hold back, but her words left no room for doubt, "You don't even count what I said?"

Frightened by the cold aura that Nan Yingzhi exuded with her words, Gao Shu broke out in a cold sweat. He bent over, his body trembling like a leaf in the wind: "Slave, I dare not."

"I'll take a break. I'll leave soon as the court is about to start." Seeing Gao Shu was moved by what she said, Nan Yingzhi put away some of her uncomfortable exaggeration and said lightly, "Go out and don't bother me."

Gao Shu did not hesitate as he did not dare to disobey Nan Yingzhi and hurried back to serve Yun Ting and Jin An.

After hearing Nan Yingzhi's words, he immediately knew the situation and withdrew.

As soon as Gao Shu left, the curtain at the door of the side hall was slowly opened by a pair of slender hands.

Seeing the person leaning outside, it turned out to be Nan Yingzhi, the person he had been thinking about day and night. Yun Ji's heart, which had been hanging in the air, suddenly settled down.

His eyes were like water, full of light, and like stars, shining in the night.

Seeing that there was no one around, Yun Ji cautiously reached out his hand and tried to pull Nan Yingzhi into the house.

Although she felt it was not a good idea to go in, Nan Yingzhi couldn't stand just standing outside.

Just now in front of Gao Shu, she was not completely acting. Her head was aching slightly, her legs were weak, and she really could not walk.

Yun Ji was puzzled when he found that Nan Yingzhi didn't follow him after he gently pulled her. He turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Zhizi, what's wrong?"

After enduring the pain for a while, Nan Yingzhi broke out in a cold sweat on her back. She took Yun Ji's arm and said softly, "Your legs are weak. Help me."

Yun Ji wanted nothing more than to have physical contact with Nan Yingzhi. He quickly wrapped his arms around Nan Yingzhi and said, "Okay."

Unable to lift her feet, Nan Yingzhi tripped over the door sill and nearly fell.

Yun Ji used all his strength to support her arm and prevent her from falling to the ground.

After a great deal of effort, Yun Ji finally dragged Nan Yingzhi into the side hall. He grunted and moved her to the bed.

In the moonlight, Yun Ji saw that Nan Yingzhi looked pale. Worried that something had happened to her, Yun Ji's heart, which had just been put at ease, became anxious again.

"Little Gardenia," Yun Ji gently stroked Nan Yingzhi's face, his eyes flashing with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yeah, I'm not feeling well indeed," Nan Yingzhi, who had never bothered to hide her condition, simply admitted as she lay on the bed, "I have a headache, as if there were needles pricking me."

Her haggard appearance gave Yun Ji a feeling that he needed her and he could take advantage of the opportunity.

Just as he was feeling happy, Yun Ji realized something was not right. Nan Yingzhi showing weakness to him was certainly an opportunity, but the problem was that he had always been served by others, and he didn't know how to take care of others!

"Calling the imperial physician will expose our secret." Nan Yingzhi knew that Yun Ji had always lived a life of luxury and did not expect to be taken care of by him. She pressed her fingers randomly on her head, trying to find the acupuncture point that Ling Feng was massaging. "Just let me lie down for a while."

Intuition showed that except for the time when they just exchanged, Nan Yingzhi was a little flustered, but she was at ease afterwards and did not give him a chance to show himself.

Now, Nan Yingzhi rarely shows her vulnerable side to him, this opportunity must not be missed!

Thinking that everything is difficult at the beginning, and if you don't know how to do it, just imitate, Yun Ji tried his best to recall how Nan Yingzhi took care of him when he was unwell.

Following Nan Yingzhi's example, Yun Ji, a novice, moved closer to her and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Okay," Nan Yingzhi was a little surprised that Yun Ji would take the initiative to ask "Do you want help?", her eyes wandered, she agreed immediately, and even moved to his legs, "How can you help?"

The fabric on his body was thin, and he could clearly feel the friction of Nan Yingzhi's hair on his legs. Yun Ji's face suddenly became hot and he didn't dare to move his legs.

Why, it has to be this posture... It's so embarrassing.

"Just now, didn't you say you wanted to help me?" Even though her voice was weak, Nan Yingzhi still controlled her tone very well, making Yun Ji's heart tremble. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"I," Yun Ji was a little nervous because he was afraid that Nan Yingzhi would get impatient after waiting for too long, and he was also worried that Nan Yingzhi would not be satisfied with his service. He stuttered, "I'll be right there."

After all, Yunji had lived peacefully with headaches for more than 20 years, so he didn't have enough experience in taking care of people, so he made up for it by experiencing it himself.

In a few seconds, he found the acupuncture point, and Yun Ji started to massage Nan Yingzhi.

After all, Yun Ji is a girl now, and her grip isn't as strong as Ling Feng's. For Nan Yingzhi, the strength is just right.

"Empty your mind and don't think about anything," Yun Ji imitated Nan Yingzhi's words of comfort and explained the reason stiffly, "At this moment, the more you think, the more painful it will be."

Yun Ji's technique was clumsy and his nails were a bit long. Although he was careful not to scratch Nan Yingzhi's scalp with his nails, it still made Nan Yingzhi feel itchy.

Fortunately, although Master Yun lacks experience in serving people, he rubs the areas precisely and the effect is good.

The pain that lingered like a dark cloud in the sky before it rained slowly faded away.

Unconsciously, Nan Yingzhi's brows, which were tightened due to pain, slowly relaxed.

Intoxicated in the land of tenderness, she let her mind go and couldn't help but sigh.

Is this the legendary feeling of "a wife, children, and a warm bed"?

Watching Yun Ji massaging her seriously, Nan Yingzhi silently assessed the reality.

I have a lovely wife by my side, but I’m missing a baby.

"Hey," Nan Yingzhi felt relieved and started talking, "Do you like children?"

When Yun Ji heard her words, he paused. He looked at Nan Yingzhi and said seriously, "You still feel dizzy, don't let your mind wander."

"I'm talking to you because I feel good," Nan Yingzhi gently covered Yun Ji's hands, her words were so sweet that they seemed to ooze honey, "I feel much better, are you tired of massaging me?"

Even though his hands were a little sore, Yun Ji was excited to be able to help Nan Yingzhi.

Nan Yingzhi's concern made his already hot face even redder, and he couldn't speak clearly: "No, I'm not tired."

Pulling Yunji's hand to her lips, Nan Yingzhi kept her eyes on Yunji and gave him a gentle kiss. She said vaguely, "Thank you."

This time, Yun Ji not only blushed, he even felt like a burning firecracker, with his entire body emitting heat.

The heat flowed through his body, and even though it was a quite cold day, he felt stuffy and uncomfortable.

Pretending not to know that Yun Ji was completely bewildered, Nan Yingzhi added some firewood to the burning stove.

"Tell me," she deliberately avoided the thin calluses on her hands and only used her soft fingertips to stroke Yunji's hands. Her voice was gentle, like fallen leaves floating on the ground, "How can I thank you?"

"Hmm?" Feeling that Nan Yingzhi was treating him like this, Yun Ji couldn't think straight. He stammered, unable to make sense, "Hmm..."

"I will marry you into the mansion in a grand sedan chair carried by eight people, or," Nan Yingzhi changed the subject and smiled even more brightly, "I will make you the heir to the throne?"