What use is his military power? Besides what he lost, it also became a reason for suspicion against him and for his daughter to suffer humiliation. So... what use is his military power?

Nan Su's expression darkened; it should have ended long ago. He looked at the steward beside him: "Have someone tell the Empress Dowager that it's alright." Nan Su said, then turned and returned to his residence.

The butler responded from behind, "Yes."

Nan Zhiyun was sullen throughout the journey back to the palace. Yu Jingchen knew why, but he didn't know how to comfort her.

“There will be time later,” Yu Jingchen said.

"I just feel that I am not quite good enough as a daughter. I will grow up and I want to take care of them," Nan Zhiyun said to Yu Jingchen.

“Even though you’re all grown up, you’re still their daughter. If Yun’er really wants to take good care of them, she should be happy every day and not let them worry,” Yu Jingchen said.

"Besides, there's still plenty of time. Yun'er can make up for it slowly and spend more time with them in the future," Yu Jingchen added. Nan Zhiyun remained silent.

Yu Jingchen knew she was in a bad mood, so he didn't disturb her, but simply stayed by her side silently. In her previous life, Nan Su's later years were bleak, but in this life... things will be better.

After returning to the palace, Yu Jingchen escorted Nan Zhiyun back to He'an Palace. She must have been exhausted after wandering around all day.

"Remember to take your medicine later," Yu Jingchen reminded her. Nan Zhiyun had an allergic reaction yesterday and needed to take her medicine again today.

"Are you still feeling unwell today?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

"It's not itchy anymore, and the rash has subsided a lot," Nan Zhiyun replied.

"That's good. Drink it for two more days, and you won't need to drink it anymore once it's all gone." Yu Jingchen naturally knew that Nan Zhiyun didn't like taking medicine.

"Okay," Nan Zhiyun agreed.

"Don't think about what happened today anymore, okay?" Yu Jingchen couldn't stand Nan Zhiyun's expression.

"Hmm." Nan Zhiyun smiled. It's not a big deal. There's still time, isn't there?

Seeing that Nan Zhiyun had recovered, Yu Jingchen was finally relieved.

“You haven’t eaten much today. I’ll have someone bring you some food later. Eat it and then take your medicine,” Yu Jingchen said, pulling Nan Zhiyun down to sit.

"Your foot injury hasn't fully healed yet, and you like to sleep in late, so you don't need to go to the Imperial Concubine's place to pay your respects these days." Yu Jingchen was quite thoughtful, even considering the need for a proper greeting.

"Okay, thank you, Your Majesty." Nan Zhiyun was genuinely happy, not because she didn't have to pay her respects to the Imperial Concubine, but because she could sleep in.

"Although she is a Noble Consort, our Nannan should not feel inferior to her. In the harem, you can do whatever you want without compromising yourself. If they make you unhappy, they can punish you. I will always support you." Yu Jingchen was afraid of the unruly behavior of these monsters in the palace.

Especially after what happened with Nan Zhiyun last night, he was afraid that some people would come back and cause trouble. He couldn't be by her side all the time, as the young girl was naive and he was afraid she would fall into their trap.

“Your Majesty, I am fierce too,” Nan Zhiyun retorted.

"Hmm, be even fiercer." Yu Jingchen pinched Nan Zhiyun's cheek: "It's not fierce enough yet."

Yu Jingchen was also worried that Nan Zhiyun was too innocent. He was a man with blood on his hands, and he was afraid that one day Nan Zhiyun would discover his more cruel side and be afraid again...