At this moment in the Eastern Palace.
Leng Yu Yan woke up, and it was just around supper time. As usual, Ye Yiheng ordered someone to send the meal into the bedroom.
"Have my elder brother and the others gone back?" she asked.
"They left early."
Ye Yiheng personally checked the dishes and, seeing they were all easily digestible and nourishing, signaled Song Guo to lead everyone out.
Song Guo nodded with a cheerful smile, waved the horsetail whisk, and led all the eunuchs and palace maids away.
"Why didn't Your Highness keep my elder brother and the others for supper?"
As she spoke, Leng Yu Yan sat up straight.
Just with that movement, her body felt uncomfortable. Perhaps because her pain threshold was low and her senses were sharper than usual, she slightly adjusted her sitting posture.
"Ah Ju is quite picky about food now." Ye Yiheng quickly went over, placed a cushion behind her lower back, and asked, "Is your waist sore?"
