jdhmnovel Chapter 173 Your Majesty invites you
Chapter 173 Your Majesty invites you
Since Yunji was lying face down in the car with the curtains covered and no one opened them, Nan Yingzhi could only stand outside and watch his back with the help of the breeze that occasionally blew open the curtains.
Seeing that he was tossing and turning even on the soft cushion and would not stop, the fog of worry in her heart slowly spread.
Yun Ji lay there in a restless state, not even having the energy to look up at himself. Was he still feeling uncomfortable?
After changing several lying positions, Yun Ji couldn't get rid of the feeling that "the food in the stomach was rushing up".
He felt that if he continued like this, he would have to vomit up all the breakfast he had this morning. He could no longer endure it, so he supported himself with the cushion and suddenly sat up.
Perhaps because he got up in a hurry, the nausea that was bothering him increased instead of decreasing.
On the surface, Song Yue was pretending to read a book, but in fact, seeing Yun Ji stumbling in and not in a good state, she was worried, so she kept paying attention to Yun Ji's movements under the pretext of reading.
Seeing Yun Ji standing up, Song Yue supported his shoulders and said with concern: "Sister doesn't look well, are you feeling unwell?"
The nausea hadn't yet reached his mouth, but it was almost there. Yun Ji opened his mouth, but could only say a few short words: "I feel a little dizzy."
Since she had to serve Yunji personally, Lan Fu showed her concern for him. She came over and asked, "Miss, is the carriage moving too fast, so you feel uncomfortable?"
Knowing that Lan Fu could understand what he meant from the various intonations of his "hmm", Yun Ji said "hmm" to mean "indeed".
Lan Fu climbed out of the carriage door and negotiated with the coachman, wanting him to slow down, but he replied, "You can only go this fast if you want to catch up with the front," and she returned home empty-handed.
"Miss," Lan Fu was about to cry when she saw Yun Ji's pale face, "I tried my best, but the coachman said, 'This is how fast it is ahead', and he was unwilling to slow down."
Knowing in her heart that the speed of travel was based on Yun Ting's carriage, Yun Ji said "hmm" to indicate "I understand" and did not embarrass her.
Cuizhu, who was beside Song Yue, saw this and took out a sachet from the storage compartment of the carriage: "Madam Lian, try this, maybe it will make you feel better."
Feeling too uncomfortable to speak, Yun Ji took it and sniffed it a few times. He felt that it was somewhat helpful, but it was a drop in the bucket.
Thinking of her young lady, who had her period on the fifteenth of last month, Lan Fu saw that he was restless and could not help asking, "Today is the fifteenth, young lady, are you having your period?"
Hearing her question, Yun Ji just remembered that menstruation occurs once a month, and the time is similar every month.
As Nan Yingzhi had said before, Yun Ji supported himself with the cushion, but he did not feel the familiar feeling.
He shook his head in annoyance, which made his head even more dizzy and he felt like vomiting even more.
Nan Yingzhi listened to every word of the conversation in the carriage and felt that Yun Ji's symptoms were like motion sickness.
She looked around and made sure that Yun Ting's men didn't look at her, so she held the reins with her right hand and opened the curtain slightly with her left hand.
“Your Highness,” Nan Yingzhi couldn’t call him “Qingchuan’er” because there were three other people present, so she could only call him by his title, “Blow the wind.”
Seeing the three women inside, they became very uncomfortable with the words and actions of this powerful foreign man. She recited the saying "Men and women should not touch each other" and had no choice but to draw the curtain.
The cool breeze blowing in his face made Yun Ji's face look much clearer, but his stuffy abdomen felt cold and started to twist.
His mouth suddenly felt sour, and Yun Ji knew it was a sign of vomiting. He felt bad and subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth.
Seeing him cover his mouth, Lanfu realized something. She rummaged through her bag and hurriedly got him a spittoon.
Yun Ji couldn't bear it any longer and bent over to vomit.
He came out in a hurry in the morning and didn't eat much. After a few bites, all he had left was sour water to vomit.
The carriage was airless, and the unpleasant smell of filth instantly filled the air.
Yun Ji felt a little embarrassed when he saw that the three women showed no disgust on their faces, and were busy running around, asking about his well-being and serving him.
However, the feeling of nausea was so severe that he could not hold it in. He vomited repeatedly and even tasted a bitter taste in his mouth.
Nan Yingzhi was very anxious because she could only hear the rustling sounds inside but could not see them with her own eyes.
She cautiously reached out her hand and tried to lift the curtain, when she suddenly heard a timid "Your Majesty".
She turned her head and met Song Cheng's hair whorl.
Reluctantly withdrawing her thoughts from the carriage, Nan Yingzhi had no idea what Yun Ji's situation was like at the moment, and asked anxiously, "What's the matter?"
Originally, seeing that the prince had gone to see Empress Lian, Song Cheng did not dare to disturb him. However, His Majesty had already urged him many times, and he might become impatient and send someone to look for her himself.
Unable to afford the consequences of His Majesty coming to find him and the affair between the prince and Concubine Lian being exposed in advance, Song Cheng had no choice but to rush here.
"Your Highness," he felt the impatience of not being able to see his beloved lingering around Nan Yingzhi, so he stammered and lowered his already low head even lower, "Your Majesty invites you."