[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-love-life-begins-in-new-eliad":3,"chapter-love-life-begins-in-new-eliad-love-life-begins-in-new-eliad-chapter-254":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Love Life Begins in New Eliad",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2330341,4557,"Chapter 254: Lingbao","love-life-begins-in-new-eliad-chapter-254",254,"\u003Cp>“Feed you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not hungry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling pouted, speaking weakly, like an eggplant struck by frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lying flat was uncomfortable, curling up was uncomfortable—no matter what she did, nothing felt right...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You still need to eat something, just a little.” Ye Qingfeng’s eyes flickered with tenderness; his voice softened with affection as he picked up two or three noodles and held them to Ling’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling obediently opened her mouth, sucked the noodles in, chewed slowly. Ye Qingfeng waited patiently, and once he was sure she’d swallowed, he picked up another bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fed her half the bowl of noodles this way, then refused to open her mouth again—even if he pried her lips open with chopsticks, her clenched teeth blocked him out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ugh... I don’t want to eat anymore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling curled up like a cat beneath the covers, whimpering pitifully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng set down the bowl and chopsticks. “Then don’t eat. Rest well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her usual portion was exactly one bowl of noodles; eating half when she had no appetite was already impressive. She genuinely had no appetite—not like a three-year-old who skips meals after snacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? Then I want snacks!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling poked her head out, gazing at Ye Qingfeng with pleading eyes that seemed to sparkle like tiny stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Ye Qingfeng didn’t even hesitate—he refused firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mmm~ Qingfeng! You’re the best~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling had expected this and deployed her petulance tactic—based on past experience, Ye Qingfeng would inevitably give in within three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!” Ye Qingfeng spoke with finality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She froze, slightly wounded—her usual trick had no effect at all this time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waaah! He must not love her anymore—abandoning her right after playing with her!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weak from illness and some other reason, Ling’s emotions were hypersensitive now. Without another word, she dove back under the covers and muttered discontentedly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph! Fine, I won’t eat! I’m sleepy—I’m going to sleep!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng said nothing more, carefully tucking the blankets around her, then picked up the takeout trash and slipped quietly out of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About fifteen seconds passed—until his footsteps faded completely—Ling suddenly burst out from under the covers, staring at the half-open door, pouting unhappily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heartless turnip! Straight man! I hate Qingfeng!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze drifted to the neatly tucked blanket corner; her puffed cheeks deflated. She stared up at the ceiling, eyes filled with confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After fully consuming Ye Qingfeng, she’d lost her purpose. Without thinking ahead, all she wanted right now was for him to stay beside her—do nothing, just be there... with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His actions just now were perfectly reasonable—he brought food, fed her, she’d said she wanted to rest, and before leaving, he worried she’d catch a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, it was always like this. But now, for some reason, she only wanted to cling to him constantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither of them could sleep, nothing else mattered—unless she called him to come over and stay with her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She picked up her phone, then put it down again. She wasn’t some teenage girl—though she often acted childish, deep down she was strong and independent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling stared blankly at the ceiling, sighed deeply, and whispered: “It’s so painful...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, when the sun blazed brightly, Ye Qingfeng left his wife inside, stepped out of the video store, vanished somewhere, then returned twenty minutes later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even have time to drink water—rushed straight to Ling’s room, pushed the door open cautiously, confirmed she wasn’t asleep before fully opening it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he drew near did he notice she was staring blankly at the ceiling—he’d reached the bedside and she still hadn’t noticed, lost in thought so deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lingbao, I’m back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng waved his hand in front of Ling’s face, calling softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah... it’s Qingfeng...” Ling snapped back to awareness, then gave a small huff. “Hmph! Why are you even back?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was Ye Qingfeng’s refusal of snacks that indirectly triggered all this overthinking—she was truly, truly angry!! ╰（‵□′）╯\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng blinked innocently, thinking carefully—could it be he hadn’t explained himself before leaving, causing her to sulk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The possibility seemed high!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Girls were a mysterious breed—one moment smiling brightly, the next suddenly scowling, with reasons that made no sense, yet somehow sounded perfectly logical when spoken aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng opened the food box, lifted up the steaming egg custard, and explained gently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I noticed your face is pale. It’s been over ten hours since you last ate. Half a bowl of noodles won’t do. I went out to buy you egg custard—please eat some?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afraid she’d throw a tantrum, his tone was tender and soft, as if treating her like a baby, worry rising in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The egg custard glistened, its surface shimmering with a thin layer of oil, visible fine bits of meat, fragrant and inviting—no messy seasonings, just a few green scallion flakes as garnish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly cured Ling’s lack of appetite. Her hunger surged, and she involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So tender—the egg custard would be delicious mixed with rice!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A droplet fell from the edge of the bowl. Ling looked up, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng’s cheeks were faintly flushed, beads of sweat glistened on his forehead, his breathing slightly labored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hair clung damply to his cheeks—his usual neat, crisp appearance vanished, replaced by dishevelment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling’s heart swelled with deep guilt, like a stone dropped into a still lake, sending ripples outward. Her mouth opened slightly, frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s wrong? Still no appetite?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng frowned in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling’s current state urgently needed nutrition—snacks were out of the question. After much thought, egg custard was still the best choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even this doesn’t appeal... frustrating...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No... it looks really delicious!” Ling’s mind was in chaos, her voice trembling slightly, tinged with tears. “Can you feed me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you still in pain?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng asked urgently, worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He automatically assumed her voice trembled from pain—his heart filled with anxiety and gloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No...” Ling shook her head calmly, forcing a weak smile. “I want the egg custard. Feed me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Qingfeng wanted to say more, but the words stuck in his throat, silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling was usually lively and adorable—he’d never seen her this vulnerable before, never before stepped into her inner world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t understand why, he could see how incredibly strong Lingbao truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, then replied: “Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took the matching spoon, scooped up a bit of custard, blew on it to cool it, then brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth and “slurped” it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The custard was soft and smooth, sliding effortlessly down her throat—mild in flavor, perfectly warm, with no standout qualities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple, ordinary dish—but Ling felt unparalleled happiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ps: Tap to request more updates. If you’re not leaving comments, please leave a good review? (??????????????)?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hungry~~ Food~~ (｀Δ′)!\u003C\u002Fp>",1126,"2026-06-20T20:13:18.411Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b8a3ad8a2020fbc40f28302aa3b7225d592a09e6fe5e2d834a58524941b2f323","love-life-begins-in-new-eliad-chapter-255","love-life-begins-in-new-eliad-chapter-253",280,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flove-life-begins-in-new-eliad-cover.jpg"]