Shen Chuwei was particularly sensitive to the words "serving the bedchamber." The very mention of it unsettled her.
They had just been discussing the issue of trust, so how did it suddenly veer towards serving the bedchamber?
She believed that saving a life did not require repaying with her body; being well-fed with meat and fish would suffice.
If there could be a time limit, a lifetime would be perfect.
Then she could spend a lifetime carefree, mooching off food and drinks.
Xiao Jinyan raised his hand and tapped her forehead. "Why are you not speaking?"
Shen Chuwei was a bit drowsy, but the tap on her forehead chased away some of the sleepiness, and she blinked her lovely starry eyes. "Your concubine is currently unwell and not fit to serve the bedchamber," she murmured.
Xiao Jinyan let out a light chuckle. "This palace has no intention of being so beastly as to make you serve while ill. What I meant was you should serve only after you have fully recovered."