"Cough cough." Yunxiong sat opposite Yang Ruxin, occasionally coughing.
Yang Ruxin frowned at her, "Princess, why is your health getting worse?" The food therapy recipes she provided, even if they couldn't cure diseases, should improve physical constitution, so how could it be worsening?
"Ah, I must say, madam's food therapy recipes are indeed good; I've already improved a lot." Yunxiong smiled, "But I caught a chill on the way after leaving the capital this time..." As she spoke, she coughed twice again.
A glimmer flashed in Yang Ruxin's eyes.
"I thought a couple of days' rest would do, but who knew it would get worse?" Yunxiong coughed, "Madam, shall I just call you Xinxin? Otherwise, it feels so distant, is that okay?"
"As you wish." Yang Ruxin nodded, "It's just a form of address."
