Wen Yiyue hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open and entering. This was the royal palace, after all, and any malicious intent would be difficult to succeed.
As Wen Yiyue entered, she immediately saw Xingyuan leaning against the headboard in a loose nightgown, engrossed in a book.
The room was quiet, with only the sound of Wen Yiyue's footsteps and Xingyuan turning pages.
"Doctor Wen, you're here!" Xingyuan casually put down her book and greeted Wen Yiyue, who had just entered.
"Mm!" Wen Yiyue nodded gently, her gaze unwavering as she walked to a chair and sat down.
"Why did you suddenly move to this place today?"
Xingyuan's face immediately showed a hint of grievance as she complained, "I didn't like the previous place; it was cold and boring. Doesn't Elder Sister want to move here?"
Wen Yiyue wanted to say that the treatment room was actually quite cozy, but looking at Xingyuan's hopeful gaze, and adhering to the principle of keeping patients happy, she nodded, "I like it!"
"Mm! Then, can Doctor Wen help me sit in the wheelchair? It seems impolite to sit here." Xingyuan continued her pitiful request.
"Of course!" After a moment's struggle, Wen Yiyue agreed.
When Wen Yiyue embraced Xingyuan, Xingyuan cooperated by wrapping her arms around Wen Yiyue's neck, appearing intimately close.
The girl was slender, and the touch of their skin made Wen Yiyue's body stiffen slightly, her heart involuntarily trembling. After finally placing Xingyuan in the wheelchair, a fine sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead.
Even though Wen Yiyue avoided looking directly, Xingyuan was wearing a nightgown, and her peripheral vision couldn't help but catch glimpses of things she shouldn't have seen.
Wen Yiyue, with her mature mindset, maintained her usual gentle smile regardless of what she was thinking.
Xingyuan observed Wen Yiyue's expression closely. Upon seeing that she had calmly helped her down, a sense of frustration arose within her. Had her charm diminished? Why did Elder Sister have no reaction at all?
She had specifically chosen this place and worn this outfit.
"Alright, now that Your Highness is seated, let's get started!" Wen Yiyue picked up the plan she had made the previous night and began the day's psychological counseling.
During the session, Xingyuan's mood soured, and she had an episode again.
Completely forgetting who was in front of her, she began to smash everything she could see. If her leg injury were to fully heal one day, she might end up smashing people instead of objects.
"Doctor Wen, I'm sorry! I still couldn't control myself." Xingyuan was filled with guilt as she regained her composure.
"It's alright! Your Highness did your best. This situation won't see results in a short period. With more treatment, Your Highness will see improvement." Wen Yiyue comforted her.
This was the first time she had seen Xingyuan have an episode. Her condition was indeed more severe than that of typical patients with explosive temperaments. However, most patients, even when lucid, were prone to being influenced by their volatile temperaments, becoming more irritable than ordinary people.
But for some reason, Xingyuan could completely separate the two, appearing normal when not having an episode. This was rather peculiar.
"How about this! If Your Highness feels an episode coming on in the future, take some medication!" Wen Yiyue suggested after some thought.
Previously, Wen Si had not allowed her to take medication, partly because her psychological condition was not considered severe, and partly out of concern for potential side effects.
However, Wen Yiyue, having been reborn, clearly remembered how her episodes would be in the future. Now, she was just smashing things, but if it escalated to the severity she remembered, she would be killing people for entertainment.
"Okay!" Although Xingyuan disliked taking medication, she agreed for Elder Sister's sake.
It was just a little medicine, after all. She finished it quickly.
"Such a good girl!" Wen Yiyue couldn't help but coax her.
Xingyuan's eyes darted around, and a new idea formed.
She gently pointed to her back with her hand and said, "Doctor Wen, my back is a little uncomfortable. Can you take a look for me?"
"Mm." Wen Yiyue walked over and lightly touched a spot through her collar, asking, "Is it here?"
Xingyuan nodded, then shook her head. "Doesn't Doctor Wen want to look directly? I can't see it myself."
"We're both girls, what is Doctor Wen afraid of?" she added, sensing the hesitation from behind her.
Wen Yiyue's breathing faltered for a moment. She gazed at the girl in front of her with a darkened look. Just because they were both girls did that mean they didn't need to be cautious? After all, they were both adults now.
However, Wen Yiyue still complied with her request, gently lifting the collar of her nightgown to examine it closely. "There's nothing wrong. You must have accidentally bumped it earlier, causing a slight redness. If it's uncomfortable, you can apply some ointment."
"Mm! Thank you for your help, Doctor Wen." Xingyuan smiled sweetly, but her eyes held the smugness of a plan successfully executed.
Now that she had seen it, she would have to take responsibility.
Wen Yiyue smiled and suddenly placed a hand on the armrest of the wheelchair, her voice like a gentle breeze as she said, "Your Highness, have you forgotten? I am a psychologist, only treating psychological illnesses."
"Yes, is there a difference?" Xingyuan felt a pang of panic internally but feigned ignorance on her face.
"What does Your Highness think?" Wen Yiyue countered with a light laugh.
"I think there's no difference!" Xingyuan declared firmly.
It was over. She was truly pathetic. How could she be so timid?
Xingyuan inwardly berated herself, but on her face, she wore a pleasing smile towards Wen Yiyue.
Wen Yiyue sighed inwardly and straightened up. She had thought the young girl was much smarter. She had learned to use seduction, only to back down so quickly.
Wen Yiyue was not foolish, and she had encountered many women who aspired to be the matriarch of the Wen family. Although she hadn't initially considered that Xingyuan might have feelings for her, Xingyuan's second action confirmed her faint suspicion.
After all, even between two girls, one wouldn't make such a request after meeting only once.
Xingyuan anxiously clutched Wen Yiyue's sleeve, appearing insecure as she asked, "Elder Sister, will you come again tomorrow?"
"Yes! I will definitely cure you." Wen Yiyue lowered her eyebrows, hiding the complex emotions within her heart, and made a solemn promise.
Wen Yiyue was unsure if she had some special feelings for Xingyuan herself, but one thing she was certain of: she wanted to protect her and never again see the dead stillness in her eyes that she had witnessed in the past.
She wanted Xingyuan to always be a proud princess, the future empress of the Moon Spirit Kingdom, praised by all.