The events of the day were still having an impact. Nan Zhiyun was able to fall asleep at first, but she became increasingly restless. Her mind was filled with the incessant screams; she started having nightmares.

Because Yu Jingchen was there the whole time, he noticed Nan Zhiyun's unusual behavior immediately. He moved closer and casually pulled Nan Zhiyun into his arms.

Nan Zhiyun's body was trembling and she was sweating profusely, muttering something in a very soft voice. Yu Jingchen didn't intend to listen; he simply stayed by her side, holding her tightly.

But clearly, this didn't help much; Nan Zhiyun's fear didn't lessen at all. Yu Jingchen kissed her forehead, and Nan Zhiyun seemed to feel a chill.

"Go and brew a bowl of calming herbal medicine." Yu Jingchen knew that Nan Zhiyun was frightened.

Qianxia didn't dare to delay. Later, Nan Zhiyun woke up with a shiver, whether from a nightmare or something else.

When she woke up, her eyes were glazed over. Yu Jingchen didn't speak immediately, but instead gently patted Nan Zhiyun's back, trying to give her a little comfort.

Nan Zhiyun's eyes hadn't recovered yet. She leaned against Yu Jingchen's chest, breathing heavily, her breath coming in ragged gasps, tinged with intense unease.

"Aren't you scared anymore, huh? It's all over." Yu Jingchen finally spoke, trying to ease Nan Zhiyun's fear.

Nan Zhiyun slowly looked at him, her eyes red, as if she was about to cry at any moment.

"It's alright now, everything's fine, isn't it? Don't be scared, it's all over." Yu Jingchen never knew how to comfort people, and he wasn't very good at talking.

"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun was probably afraid, so she tightened her grip on Yu Jingchen's hand, her voice trembling with a sob.

"I'm here, I won't leave, don't be scared." Yu Jingchen hugged the person a little tighter.

"I told you not to watch it, but you insisted on watching it, and now you're scared, aren't you?" Yu Jingchen's tone was relatively relaxed, as he also hoped that Nan Zhiyun could relax a bit.

“I just had a dream… I dreamt of children crying, of the palace filled with wails, of corpses strewn across the fields, of blood everywhere,” Nan Zhiyun said, speaking first.

As things stand, it seems the impact of this incident has been quite profound. Yu Jingchen felt a pang of pain in his heart, but there was nothing he could do, and he didn't know how to alleviate her fear.

“Yun’er… This is how it is inside the palace, it has always been like this. It’s just that the blood used to flow in the shadows, but now it’s out in the open. This place is a huge abyss, bottomless, filled with white bones and withered sand, killing without shedding blood.” Although Yu Jingchen felt that saying this was a bit inappropriate, he felt that he had to say it.

Nan Zhiyun remained silent. The palace… she no longer liked it. Rather than saying she disliked it, it would be more accurate to say she never liked it. If it weren't for Yu Jingchen, she would never have chosen to be trapped in this palace.

Yu Jingchen stroked Nan Zhiyun's hair: "Yun'er, the palace may not be suitable for you... but I want to selfishly keep you here, and there's a selfish reason behind everything I'm doing today. So... Yun'er, let's grow up slowly, okay?" Yu Jingchen looked down at her.