Nan Zhiyun didn't speak. She didn't seem to take those words seriously either. How could she dare to accept Yu Jingchen's promise?

"Shall I have the imperial physician come in and take your pulse again, and check your wound while we're at it?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

But Nan Zhiyun shook her head: "I don't want to..." She said she didn't want others to see these wounds. Even though her dignity had been shattered to pieces, she didn't want anyone to see her body covered in injuries.

Yu Jingchen could certainly guess Nan Zhiyun's thoughts, but how could she possibly get better if the imperial physician wasn't allowed to come in and examine her?

"How can we not look? Let's take another look, okay? It's alright, don't be afraid," Yu Jingchen reassured him.

"No...please, it will be alright...I won't look." Nan Zhiyun was genuinely resistant to this kind of thing. Yu Jingchen sighed, feeling somewhat helpless in the face of the current situation.

“Alright, if you don’t want the imperial physicians to see you, then don’t let them. But you still have a fever, and you may have other health problems, so would you like them to come in and take your pulse?” Yu Jingchen asked her. Nan Zhiyun and He Mingxia were still unwilling, but she seemed afraid to refuse.

"See? If you don't like it, just pretend they don't exist. We'll hide. Don't be afraid." Yu Jingchen said, sitting closer and then scooping her up, letting her rest in his arms.

“We’ll cover them up, hide them, and not let them see us. Can you just pretend you can’t see them?” Yu Jingchen continued, and actually covered Nan Zhiyun up.

Nan Zhiyun did not respond.

“If you don’t say anything, I’ll take that as a yes,” Yu Jingchen said.

Nan Zhiyun remained silent. Seeing this, Yu Jingchen called out to the outside, summoning the imperial physician.

The imperial physician bowed to His Majesty, looking at Consort Shu in His Majesty's arms with surprise.

"Let her see it," Yu Jingchen said, gently taking her hand and revealing Nan Zhiyun's wrist.

The imperial physician began to take Nan Zhiyun's pulse. Nan Zhiyun was clearly scared and nervous. She was trembling slightly even though Yu Jingchen held her in his arms. Yu Jingchen had to use his other hand to gently pat her.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright," Yu Jingchen said.

The imperial physician spent a considerable amount of time examining the patient's pulse, but in the end, he only said a few words. Seeing that the imperial physician had examined his pulse so many times today without mentioning any signs of pregnancy, Yu Jingchen guessed that it was probably too early to tell.

However, this is not entirely unexpected. After all, if it really was the relationship from a couple of days ago, it would be perfectly normal not to be able to diagnose it now.

"You may leave." Yu Jingchen dismissed the imperial physician, and only after he had left did he pull her out of his arms: "Alright, can you come out now?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

Nan Zhiyun slowly lifted her head from Yu Jingchen's embrace. Looking at her like this, Yu Jingchen felt a mix of emotions. Given Nan Zhiyun's current condition, it would likely take a great deal of effort to fully recover from her injuries and restore her composure.

And then there's this child… Yu Jingchen was worried. He didn't know what kind of impact this incident would have. What if the child couldn't be kept? After all, Nan Zhiyun had been taking birth control pills before this child was born, and she had even been tortured after becoming pregnant. That's why he was so worried.

But there's nothing we can do now, even if we're worried. What's done is done; we can discuss it later. He and Nan Zhiyun had also lost a child before.

"If you feel uncomfortable, use a pillow to support your head; it will make you feel better," Yu Jingchen said.

"It hurts..." Nan Zhiyun said.

"You'll still need to apply the medicine later. It will hurt a lot, but you have to bear with it. Otherwise, if you don't apply the medicine, your injury will keep getting worse and more troublesome," Yu Jingchen said.

Nan Zhiyun's eyes were brimming with tears, but this time she didn't refuse, because she knew she couldn't refuse this time.

Yu Jingchen put Nan Zhiyun back down, then took the ointment from the side and opened it. Nan Zhiyun nervously bit her lip, afraid that she would scream in a moment.

"Don't bite your lip, or you'll hurt it too. So open your mouth and don't bite. If you're afraid of the pain, grab me and I'll let you do whatever you want, but you can't hurt yourself, okay? Otherwise I'll get angry." Yu Jingchen said to Nan Zhiyun, his eyes serious.

Nan Zhiyun obediently released her mouth, and Yu Jingchen was relieved this time. He then began to apply medicine to Nan Zhiyun's mouth. It really hurt, and Nan Zhiyun's body tensed up immediately, but she dared not make a sound.

She was clutching Yu Jingchen's dragon robe, which was now crumpled beyond recognition. Yu Jingchen knew Nan Zhiyun was in pain, and he had been very gentle, but it was still extremely painful for her. So he could only try to act quickly to avoid making her endure the pain for too long.

"Don't hold it in. If you really can't hold it in, just shout it out. It's okay," Yu Jingchen told her. But how could Nan Zhiyun possibly have the courage to do so?

"General Nan will be back soon," Yu Jingchen suddenly said, immediately drawing Nan Zhiyun's attention. He had no other choice but to use this method to distract her. This would also prevent Nan Zhiyun from focusing on her back and avoiding the pain.

"As I just said, as long as you take good care of your injuries, I can grant you one wish and fulfill one request once you're healed. So don't you want to think about it carefully? You can tell me when the time comes," Yu Jingchen continued.

"I want to see Father..." Perhaps tempted by Yu Jingchen's voice, Nan Zhiyun also began to speak.

"Okay, then let's talk about recovering from the injury properly. Can you do that?" Yu Jingchen asked her.

Nan Zhiyun was somewhat stunned and did not answer for a moment.

"Can't you do it? If your injury doesn't heal, and you still can't do it, then I can't agree to it." Yu Jingchen was still "threatening" him.

"I'm in pain..." Nan Zhiyun managed to utter these two words after a long pause.

"Yes, I know, so we need to heal our injuries as soon as possible," Yu Jingchen said.

"I'll still get hurt later..." Nan Zhiyun's tears fell as she finished packing, like tiny pearls.

Yu Jingchen was stunned for a moment, his heart ached, and then he replied, "No, it won't happen again. As long as you don't hurt yourself, no one else will hurt you. This is my promise to you, okay?" Yu Jingchen coaxed gently.