Stick With The Cold Female lead

Chapter 6 ''Serve tea''

Su Yi had just stepped out of the door when Yan Shen and Licorice, who were guarding by the door, hurried over to support her.

"Miss, are you alright?"

For the sake of these two maids' lives, Su Yi made a "shush" gesture at them, "Don't wake the lord."

Yan Shen lowered her voice, "Miss, your complexion looks terrible. Are you sick?"

"No... I ate too many pastries. Yan Shen, go fetch the doctor, but don't alert my mother. Licorice, help support me, let's take a short walk to help me digest the food."

"Okay."

Yanshen sneaked out from the back door to find the doctor, while Licorice, supporting Su Yi, paced back and forth outside the room.

Licorice nagged, "Miss, the doctor said your health isn't good, you shouldn't eat those sticky cakes. Why don't you listen?"

It's not like I don't want to listen. But the female lead is so paranoid, and in the later stages, she's so unpredictable. If I offend her, I might be killed on the spot!

Unable to share her inner pain, Su Yi had to brush it off, "I thought the pastries looked exquisite and couldn't resist having some."

"Miss, you need to take care of yourself."

"Okay, okay, I get it." Before Licorice could lecture more, Yanshen had already secretly brought the doctor over.

Seeing the doctor expertly pick up silver needles to treat her bloating, Su Yi sighed inwardly, wondering when these hard days would end.

Ji Qingchi, hiding behind a corridor pillar, watched as Su Yi, supported by her two maids, weakly thanked the doctor.

The cold moonlight illuminated her pale face and the cold sweat on her forehead.

If she couldn't eat those things, why didn't she say so earlier?

Was it because the Su family taught her good manners, telling her not to openly refuse others' requests, or did she feel guilty about the marriage and wanted to compensate her?

Hopefully, it's the first former.

Otherwise...

Seeing Su Yi dismiss the doctor and shakily wave for Licorice to help her back to the room, Ji Qingchi left from behind the pillar, pretending to know nothing. She quickly returned to the room ahead of Su Yi, carefully took off her outer clothes, and assumed her original position, feigning a long, deep sleep.

"Wife, wake up, wake up."

Su Yi was sleeping soundly when she felt someone pushing her.

She reluctantly opened her eyes to see a delicate beauty with long black hair, looking at her with a mix of shyness and annoyance.

"Mm..." Su Yi hummed. Why was there someone else by her bed?

Huh?!

When she realized who this great beauty was, she almost wanted to jump out of bed.

But her frail body didn't allow it.

So, in Ji Qingchi's eyes, the frail beauty's eyes wandered a bit, and after recognizing who she was, they refocused, glistening with morning laziness. Her rosy lips gently parted, and she smiled gently, "Husband."

In Kyoto, many literati loved to write about the beauty of women waking up and dress up in the morning. The second princess, who was not interested in competing for the throne, loved these stories and had shared many with her.