This was the first time, she didn't vehemently refuse, didn't avoid him like the plague, didn't scold him with disgust.
Lu Ziyuan almost wanted to weep, nodding repeatedly, "I'm not forcing you, you can think about it slowly, I can wait."
Now that she was under his wings, as long as she was willing to consider accepting him again, he could wait for anything.
Xie Wanqing didn't look at him but lowered her eyes and said, "I'm hungry."
She hadn't eaten since last night, had a fever all night, was injured, and lost so much blood, now her body was so weak that she couldn't even get out of bed.
With no maidservant around, breakfast was personally brought to the bedside by Lu Ziyuan.
He seemed very interested in playing the role of a maidservant, after serving tea and water, attending to her washing up, he wanted to feed her meals personally, which Xie Wanqing politely declined.
The injury was to her neck, not her hands, how could someone feed her just because of that?
