Chapter 89 Uncomfortable

Yu Jingchen stayed in the Hall of Diligent Governance for the entire day. By the time he finished dealing with all the matters, the sky outside had already turned dark.

"Your Majesty, the people from the Department of Royal Affairs have been waiting for a long time," Xing Lai dared to speak up about these matters only after seeing that Yu Jingchen had finally finished his work.

"Send them back," Yu Jingchen pressed his temples. He was a little tired today.

"Yes." Xing Lai was about to withdraw after receiving the reply. However, halfway out, he heard Yu Jingchen say, "Wait a moment."

Xing Lai turned around and looked at Yu Jingchen. "Does Your Majesty have any other orders?"

Yu Jingchen remained silent for a while, then finally waved his hand and said, "Never mind, you may withdraw."

"Yes." Xing Lai could guess some things but did not point them out.

News of Yu Jingchen not visiting the harem today spread, allowing the concubines to rest, as per the rules.

Nan Zhiyun felt a momentary emptiness in her heart when Yu Jingchen did not come, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Let's retire for the night," Nan Zhiyun said.

After Qian Xia helped Nan Zhiyun to bed, she left. Two lamps remained lit in the room. When Yu Jingchen arrived, Nan Zhiyun was already asleep. He glanced at the lit lamps, still afraid of the dark?

Yu Jingchen had come alone, without any attendants, and no one else knew. After all, Nan Zhiyun was still under "house arrest."

He walked to Nan Zhiyun and sat down. She was sleeping soundly, seeming unaffected by the day's events, resting so well.

Yu Jingchen didn't know why he had come here. He, who was supposed to be resting, suddenly felt a strange restlessness and couldn't sleep. So he decided to take a walk, and as a result... well, his destination was very clear.

The weather had turned cold. Yu Jingchen reached out to cover Nan Zhiyun's hand, which was resting outside the blanket.

Upon touching Nan Zhiyun's hand, Yu Jingchen frowned slightly because it was ice-cold.

Nan Zhiyun stirred because of Yu Jingchen's action. Yu Jingchen raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, his gaze fixed on Nan Zhiyun's face, a look of amusement in his eyes.

After watching for a moment, Yu Jingchen directly extended his hand and pinched Nan Zhiyun's cheek. Nan Zhiyun showed no reaction.

"Heh..." Yu Jingchen chuckled, then pinched Nan Zhiyun's nose. Nan Zhiyun seemed to be in a deep sleep, showing no movement at all.

"If you don't wake up, I won't let go. Don't blame me if you suffocate," Yu Jingchen suddenly said, but he still didn't release his grip.

Nan Zhiyun slowly opened her eyes. They were watery, and she looked at Yu Jingchen with a hint of apprehension.

"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun called out aggrievedly. Because her nose was being pinched, her voice was different from usual, and she still dared not move rashly.

"What is it?" Yu Jingchen asked, still not letting go.

"Can you please let go?" Nan Zhiyun asked, reaching out to touch the hand pinching her nose.

"Let go of what?" Yu Jingchen asked deliberately.

"Here, on my nose," Nan Zhiyun poked Yu Jingchen's hand.

"What's wrong with here?" Yu Jingchen acted as if he truly didn't understand.

"Please let go here," Nan Zhiyun continued to answer obediently.

"Why should I let go?" Yu Jingchen refused to release his grip.

"It's uncomfortable..." Nan Zhiyun clutched Yu Jingchen's hand with both of hers, but she dared not pull it away forcefully.