He didn't lower the spoon. "Open your mouth. That is a direct order from your Dad."
Ji'an groaned, hiding her face behind her hands in embarrassment, but she eventually relented, leaning forward and taking the bite.
For the next thirty minutes, the supreme commander of the Azure Empire's military forces painstakingly spoon-fed his incredibly capable, highly lethal daughter like a toddler recovering from a cold.
It was utterly humiliating, but Ji'an actually loved every single second of it.
Because she has always been the one taking care of others in both lives, no one took care of her like this aside from Wangchen and her father.
Once the tray was empty and Ji'an was adequately fortified with tea, the atmosphere in the room settled into a comfortable, easy intimacy.
It was a dynamic they had rarely shared in the original host's memories, but one that felt entirely natural now.
