Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

You’s question.
She lifted her eyes to look at him.
“What are you thinking about?”

Beitang You stiffened and lowered his gaze to look at her.

To stop his master from saying something he would regret, Chen Jin quickly went forward and said, “Sorry to trouble you with bringing Master back to his bedchamber to rest.
I’ll be back very soon with the medicine.”

“It’s fine.
You can go ahead.” Yaoyao nodded.

Chen Jin gave one last worried glance at his master before leaving.

His master was usually such a smart person.
Why did he suddenly turn dumb after getting sick?

Beitang You recovered his thoughts.
He realized he had almost uttered something bad and he quickly shut his mouth and stopped talking.

“Alright,” Beitang You replied with a smile.

Yaoyao helped him to his bedchamber, where he leaned against the bedrest as he sat in bed.
She turned around to pour him a glass of hot water.
“You should drink hot water when you’re sick.”

Beitang You took the glass from her and drank from it obediently.

After that, Yaoyao ordered breakfast to be served.

Soon, the servants served up the breakfast efficiently.

Yaoyao walked over and scooped a bowl of congee with some light dishes.

Beitang You stared expectantly at Yaoyao busying herself with the food.

Would Yaoyao be feeding him personally?

He got excited as he thought about it.
He felt that it was the perfect time for him to fall sick.
He would be quite happy to remain sick for a few more days.

Just as he was thinking about this, a white porcelain bowl was pushed into his hand.

“Eat while it’s hot,” Yaoyao said as she placed a spoon into his bowl, which made a crisp clatter.

Beitang You snapped out of his daze and stared at the bowl in his hand.
He looked at the girl standing next to his bed and felt a little unhappy.
“You…”

Yaoyao mistook it for him not being happy about the food, so she explained, “You should have some light food since you’re sick.
You can have tastier food once you get well.”

Beitang You scooped a spoonful of the food and put it into his mouth.
He had never felt that congee tasted bad, but now, he suddenly found it quite difficult to swallow.