My Aloof Lord Ex-Husband Begs for Remarriage
Chapter 239 - 240: Brain Burnout

Chapter 239: Chapter 240: Brain Burnout

Ye Yunting slightly gritted his teeth.

Seeing her displeased expression, he said coldly, "As the Princess Consort, how can you neglect your own husband just to teach your disciple?"

Chu Nanli was slightly surprised.

He could only think that Ye Yunting must have contracted smallpox, which scrambled his brain.

He said, he was her husband.

Since when had their relationship become so intimate?

After Ye Yunting finished speaking, he too felt somewhat uncomfortable and, with a dark face, did not speak again.

Zhuang Muyan, noticing the tension between the two, said, "Since the Prince is hungry, I will go and order food, but there are fewer Palace Attendants on duty now, so it might be slow."

Zhuang Muyan took the initiative to lighten the mood, not wanting Chu Nanli to get hurt, worried that Ye Yunting might hurt her again.

"Mhm, go ahead, I’m a bit hungry too." Chu Nanli nodded.

She was in her mid-pregnancy and had a big appetite.

She had eaten quite a bit at noon, but now that she had expended her energy, she was hungry again.

Fortunately, Ye Yunting had agreed to her moving out; otherwise, if she had to stay in the Prince Residence, it would not be convenient at all.

"Alright, what does Teacher want to eat?" Zhuang Muyan asked with a smile, his eyes adoring.

He hadn’t expected his teacher to be a little glutton.

"Let’s have some pork knuckle." Chu Nanli said.

Ye Yunting’s face stiffened.

Chu Nanli clearly knew he didn’t like those greasy foods.

Although Chu Nanli had inherited the original owner’s memories, she wasn’t so attentive to such details.

Moreover, she didn’t care about Ye Yunting, naturally too lazy to bother about what he liked or disliked.

"Alright, I’ll go now." Zhuang Muyan said with a smile.

He had observed last time that Chu Nanli liked eating meat.

She was indeed much more forthright and real than those young ladies who only liked to eat vegetables.

Once Zhuang Muyan left, only Chu Nanli and Ye Yunting were left in the courtyard.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"When will Bai Wuheng be better?" Ye Yunting, with a stiff face, sought a topic.

"It depends on his constitution. He might get better after the fever subsides, or it might take several fevers," Chu Nanli said, tugging at her lips.

"Mhm." Ye Yunting responded indifferently.

After a pause, he said grimly, "I’m feeling very unwell today."

Chu Nanli looked at Ye Yunting.

His complexion indeed didn’t look good.

He couldn’t have contracted smallpox too, could he?

"What’s making you uncomfortable?" Chu Nanli asked seriously.

"My head hurts." His heart hurt too.

But he didn’t say the part about his heart hurting.

Only frail women would say their heart hurt.

Chu Nanli’s expression immediately became serious.

If Ye Yunting were also sick, that would be troublesome.

She stepped forward, drew close to Ye Yunting sitting on the stone bench, and gently leaned over, her delicate and soft fingers lightly touching Ye Yunting’s forehead.

Ye Yunting felt his body stiffen.

The moment Chu Nanli drew near, the refreshing and pleasant scent filled his nostrils, making him feel at ease.

Her delicate hand touched him, and the soft cool touch somewhat alleviated his headache.

Yet, in less than a moment, Chu Nanli withdrew her hand.

"It’s not hot." Chu Nanli murmured.

She had just tested Ye Yunting’s temperature; since it wasn’t convenient to use a thermometer in front of him, she had to use this method.

"It shouldn’t be smallpox; we need to observe further," Chu Nanli said softly.

Ye Yunting stared at her intently.

The moment her hand left, Ye Yunting felt a sense of loss.

He tugged at his lip, wanting to say something, but end upjust keeping a stiff face and remaining silent.

Chu Nanli felt that Ye Yunting was angry again.

This man was really strange.