Chapter 1827 Wife, It Hurts Me so Much (9)

Shen Mubai moved his chopsticks, looked over eagerly, and said very reservedly, "Xueyuan, it's time for us to eat."

The young man's eyes were like stars and he nodded.

He called, "Aoki."

"Master." The male waiter took a step forward.

"Make soup for me and my wife." Yin Xueyuan's voice was very clean, as clear as spring water, and it sounded very nice.

He covered his lips and coughed lightly, "My wife, I wanted to help you make soup myself, but I'm afraid Xueyuan is powerless."

The young man was pale and thin. He looked very sick and had difficulty walking, let alone serving others.

Because he looks so good, not only will he not be annoying, but he will also feel pity in his heart.

Shen Mubai shook his head, "Nothing, just rest in peace and recuperate, let the servants do these things." He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the male protagonist is really more delicate than Sister Lin, how pitiful.

She suddenly felt guilty about eating meat in front of the other person.

Yin Xueyuan showed his long pale fingers and ate the lotus seed porridge. When he saw the woman looking at him, he pursed his lips and smiled and said, "My wife, please eat quickly..." He blushed and said, "If you want to see me, wait until you finish eating. It’s never too late to watch.”

Only then did Shen Mubai have the nerve to reach out and pick up the meat.

She was extremely satisfied with the meal.

Since I was a vegetarian for two days, I was a little too eager.

"My wife, please eat slowly. If it's not enough, ask them to add more." came the young man's clean voice.

Shen Mubai paused, pretending to be nonchalant, slowed down, and looked up.

Yin Xueyuan's beautiful eyes stared at her. Seeing her looking over, he said softly, "My wife hasn't had dinner yet."

She glanced at the badly chewed chicken legs and said shamelessly, "I am in a good mood today, so my appetite is better."

Yin Xueyuan pursed his lips. His eyes were a little darker than ordinary people. When looking at people, the emotions inside were difficult to distinguish. "Is it... because of Brother Shaomei?"

His face was gloomy, and he coughed slightly, perhaps because he felt uncomfortable.

"Master." Qingmu stepped forward to serve him and patted him on the back.

Yin Xueyuan waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, cough..." Before he could finish speaking, he covered his lips and coughed again.

Shen Mubai was so frightened that he dropped the chicken legs in his hands. Seeing that he was almost out of breath, he quickly stood up and said, "Xueyuan, are you okay?"

The young man raised his face slightly, his eyes became watery, and his lips moved, "My wife..."

Seeing that he was feeling sad for no reason, Shen Mubai asked in confusion, "Xueyuan, what's wrong with you?"

Aoki on the side couldn't help but interjected, "Back to the prince, the master has been staying in this courtyard since he entered the palace. No one speaks except me. The master is the youngest and can't stand loneliness and concern."

Yin Xueyuan became panicked and scolded, "Qingmu, why did you say these things in front of your wife?"

Aoki said, "Master, I feel sorry for you. You are not in good health. You are either taking medicine or resting all day long. If you continue like this, sooner or later you will suffer from heart problems."

Yin Xueyuan coughed and looked over nervously, "My wife, don't listen to his nonsense."

But Shen Mubai understood it instantly.

The Beiqing Dynasty originally focused on women, including men. As old as the male protagonist, he was still a child. After all, in the Beiqing Kingdom, a sixteen-year-old man was of marriageable age.

He was in poor health. Not only was he taken to the palace, he was also bored in this courtyard all day long.