As autumn grew colder, Shen Wei always enjoyed drinking nourishing duck soup during the season.
Cai Lian carried the food box, hesitating for a long while.
...
After some time, Cai Lian entered the room with the food box, joining the other palace maids in serving their mistress.
With the change of seasons, palace affairs had become hectic. Shen Wei had been busy for days and had little appetite. During dinner, she barely touched her food—just a few bites of rice and some stir-fried bamboo shoots—before setting down her chopsticks.
Li Yuanjing sat across the table, his handsome brows slightly furrowed as he observed Shen Wei's slightly thinner face. Unable to hold back, he said, "Eat a little more."
Shen Wei pouted and shook her head like a picky child. "I can't."
Li Yuanjing raised an eyebrow. While he indulged her occasional whims, he wouldn't stand by and watch her grow thinner.
After a moment's thought, he suddenly set down his ivory-white jade chopsticks.
