Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao shakily returned to the corridor.

Qingwu stood three steps away, holding a food box in her hands, her expression unchanged.

"Miss, this is some plum juice that was just delivered from the kitchen. His Highness saw that the heat in the garden had not yet subsided, so he ordered it for you to cool off."

Lin Zhiyao looked back with a pale face. Because of the artificial rock formation, the piece of flesh was not visible where Qingwu was standing.

Therefore, no one should know that she discovered what Shen Jin was feeding the fish.

Thinking of running away, Lin Zhiyao pretended to comply, lowered her head and took the bowl of sour plum soup from Qingwu's hand, and took a sip.

The soup was cold, but the plum flavor was authentic.

But her tongue tasted bitter.

Lin Zhiyao used the coolness of the bowl to suppress her nausea, and when she looked up, she forced a faint smile: "It's delicious."

Seeing that her complexion was really bad, Qingwu hesitated and said, "Miss, are you feeling hot from the summer heat? Your face is very pale and your lips are not very good either. Should we call a doctor to come and take a look?" Her tone was worried.

Lin Zhiyao's eyelashes trembled.

A thought struck him: why not just agree with Qingwu and admit that he did indeed feel uncomfortable?

Lin Zhiyao lowered her eyes, gently tracing the outside of the porcelain bowl with her fingertips. After a moment, she raised her eyes, her voice weaker than before: "I feel a little dizzy. I stood in the sun for too long; I might have heatstroke..."

Before she could finish speaking, she swayed, and Qingwu quickly reached out to support her.

Lin Zhiyao slumped to one side, leaning against Qingwu's arm, putting most of her weight on him, and her breathing became a little short.

"Miss!" Qingwu's expression tightened, and she didn't dare to delay. She quickly helped her back. "Go back to your room and rest. Don't catch a chill. I'll send someone to fetch the imperial physician right away."

Lin Zhiyao was helped back by her, her steps unsteady, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She wasn't entirely faking it.

Having just been so frightened, and then being tossed around for most of the day, I was indeed feeling a bit unsteady on my feet under the sun.

Qingwu settled her on the couch by the window and ordered several more ice basins to be brought in and placed in the four corners.

The ice basin was piled high with broken ice, and wisps of white steam seeped out, quickly reducing the heat in the room.

Lin Zhiyao lay on the couch with her eyes closed, covered with a thin lotus-colored silk quilt, her breathing shallow, as if she were asleep.

Qingwu stood outside the curtain and whispered, "Go and urge the imperial physician again."

Lin Zhiyao didn't move, but her fingers slowly clenched under the covers.

She waited, waiting for that person to come.

Sure enough, it didn't take long.

He then came over.

The door was pushed open without making a sound.

But Lin Zhiyao felt the oppressive aura emanating from it, its presence extremely strong.

Lin Zhiyao's eyelids trembled slightly, but she didn't open her eyes.

But she knew Shen Jin was watching her.

The feeling of being stared at is like a snake crawling up your spine, cool and tingling, making your whole body tense.

Sure enough, a moment later.

The edge of the bed dipped slightly, and a cool hand covered her cheek.

"Are you sick?"

Lin Zhiyao slowly opened her eyelids, her almond-shaped eyes filled with a layer of water, as if she had just been startled awake, and looked at him with a somewhat bewildered and weak expression.

She didn't speak, but gently shook her head and turned her face away, as if she was in too much pain to speak, and looked very weak.

Shen Jin did not withdraw his hand, but instead touched her forehead. The temperature was indeed a little off, and there was a layer of cool, damp sweat on it.

His androgynous face remained expressionless, but his fox-like eyes fell on her slightly pale lips, his gaze darkening slightly.

"Has the imperial physician not arrived yet?"

Shen Jin tilted his head and asked, his voice carrying a chill, which made Qing Wu, who was standing outside the curtain, tense up. He quickly replied, "Your Majesty, I have already gone to invite him, and he should be arriving soon."

Shen Jin didn't say anything more.

He simply reached out and brushed Lin Zhiyao's sweat-dampened hair aside, then rubbed it against her cheek.

"So delicate."

When his fingertips touched her forehead, Lin Zhiyao shrank back slightly and sank a little deeper into the blanket, looking as if she was sick and afraid of the cold.

She closed her eyes, and her breathing became lighter than before.

Shen Jin withdrew his hand, supported himself on his knees to stand up, and just like when he came, his shoes made almost no sound when they stepped on the ground.

He walked to the window, pulled down the already half-closed gauze curtain completely, and the light in the room became even dimmer.

"Bring the imperial physician in immediately when he arrives," Shen Jin instructed, then paused and added, "If there is any news, come and tell me immediately."

Qingwu responded softly.

Lin Zhiyao quietly loosened her clenched knuckles under the covers. Judging from what she heard, Shen Jin probably wouldn't stay here.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although I don't know what Shen Jin originally planned to do in the afternoon, since he asked her to go to the study, it must be because she had official business to attend to.

Seeing that Shen Jin did not linger, Lin Zhiyao became even more certain of her guess.

*

The imperial physician arrived faster than expected.

Qingwu led the person in; it was an elderly doctor carrying a medicine box. He walked in quickly, but didn't dare to look up at Lin Zhiyao.

The old doctor used a handkerchief to pad Lin Zhiyao's wrist, carefully examined her pulse, stroked his beard and pondered for a while before replying, "Miss Lin's pulse is slightly floating, indicating some internal heat. It's probably because she's been in the sun for too long. There's nothing to worry about. I'll prescribe two doses of a heat-clearing and qi-boosting soup. She'll recover after a day's rest."

Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ordered someone to report to Shen Jin. The old imperial physician also went to the outer room to write a prescription and handed it to Qingwu. Qingwu quickly ordered someone to get the medicine according to the prescription.

"Miss, I'll have someone hurry. The medicine will be ready in half an hour."

Lin Zhiyao nodded weakly.

Qingwu continued to serve her.

Lin Zhiyao coughed lightly and asked, "Qingwu, do you still have that plum juice?"

Qingwu shook her head: "Miss, His Highness specially brought this from the palace for you. The salted plums are a tribute from Goryeo, so there is only this one bowl."

Lin Zhiyao then asked Qingwu if the kitchen had anything else to cool her down.

Qingwu curtsied and replied, "Miss, there is still mung bean soup in the kitchen. It was freshly made this morning and has been kept chilled with well water. If you would like some, I will go and fetch it right away."

Lin Zhiyao turned her head, her thick eyelashes drooping slightly, and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry to have troubled you to make this trip... I don't like things too sweet, so please ask the kitchen to put less sugar in, I'm afraid it will be too cloying."

She paused, took a couple of soft breaths, as if even speaking was difficult for her, and said, "It would be even better if I could have a couple more salted plums to go with it."

Qingwu looked troubled: "Miss, as I just said, the plums were brought from the palace by His Highness, and there weren't many in total..."

Lin Zhiyao didn't respond, but only frowned slightly, her fingertips resting limply on the edge of the thin blanket, as if she was tired again.

Seeing this, Qingwu couldn't bear to go against her wishes. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "Then I'll go to the kitchen and give the order, and then ask the head maid if she can spare two more. Miss, please lie down. I'll be right back."