As soon as the Imperial Concubine entered, she saw Yu Jingchen sitting beside her with a cold expression. She stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, this concubine greets you."

"Why are you here?" Yu Jingchen asked in an icy tone.

"I heard that Consort Nan's illness is quite serious, so I came to see if there is anything I can do to help," the Imperial Concubine said.

"I just heard that Consort Nan had a high fever that wouldn't go down. Is she feeling better now?" the Imperial Concubine asked.

“It hasn’t gotten better yet,” Yu Jingchen replied.

Perhaps he himself didn't notice, but the Imperial Concubine sensed something different in Yu Jingchen's tone. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she just felt that it was different from his usual cold demeanor.

She glanced thoughtfully at Nan Zhiyun lying on the bed, then said to Yu Jingchen, "Your Majesty seems to have been here for a long time today. I know Your Majesty is worried about Consort Nan, but Your Majesty should take care of your health and not overwork yourself. Why don't you go back and rest first, and leave this to me?" The Consort asked tentatively.

"No need, you can go back." Yu Jingchen barely even glanced at her.

The Imperial Concubine paused for a moment upon hearing this, but showed no displeasure: "Yes, Your Majesty, I take my leave." She knew that Yu Jingchen's word was law, and there was no room for negotiation, so she didn't intend to persist and returned alone. However, His Majesty's attitude towards Nan Zhiyun seemed somewhat off now…

After the Imperial Concubine left, Nan Zhiyun seemed to be delirious with fever as well, and even started talking incoherently. However, no one could understand what she was saying.

Because Nan Zhiyun's fever was too high, and if it didn't subside, there might be problems, so the imperial physicians discussed it and decided to increase the dosage and prescribe a strong medicine.

Yu Jingchen knew there was no other way, so he agreed. However, after Qianxia finished brewing the new medicine, Nan Zhiyun couldn't drink it.

No matter how Qianxia tried to feed her, the medicine would all flow out of Nan Zhiyun's mouth. Qianxia was extremely anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

"Miss..." Qianxia cried as she tried to feed her, but Nan Zhiyun was completely unconscious, so no matter how Qianxia tried, she couldn't get the food in.

Upon seeing this, Yu Jingchen frowned even more deeply, and finally got up and walked to Nan Zhiyun's bedside.

"Give me the medicine bowl. Help her up, but don't touch her injuries," Yu Jingchen said.

Although Qianxia was also afraid of Yu Jingchen, she had no other choice. So after handing the medicine bowl to Yu Jingchen, she carefully avoided Nan Zhiyun's wounds and gently helped Nan Zhiyun up.

Nan Zhiyun leaned against Qianxia, ​​but Qianxia's body made Nan Zhiyun a little uncomfortable, perhaps because she had accidentally touched her injury again. Nan Zhiyun uttered, "It hurts..."

Upon seeing this, Yu Jingchen put the medicine bowl aside, then pulled Nan Zhiyun close, putting his arm around her shoulder and letting her head rest against his chest.

Then, the medicine was picked up again. Perhaps because the current position was much more comfortable, Nan Zhiyun was able to drink the medicine that Yu Jingchen fed her.

Seeing that Nan Zhiyun had finally drunk her medicine, Qianxia felt a sense of relief. For a moment, she forgot what kind of person Yu Jingchen usually was. When Yu Jingchen reached out his hand, she handed him the handkerchief and then took the medicine bowl.

After taking the handkerchief, Yu Jingchen first wiped the medicine stains off Nan Zhiyun's body, then wiped her hands. Qianxia was incredulous when she realized what had happened. How could His Majesty do such a thing? Especially to their young lady?

Not only Qianxia, ​​but also Eunuch Xing and the other imperial physicians present were shocked. However, no one said anything; no one dared to question the emperor's affairs.

But there are always some people who are blind to reason; the Imperial Concubine Gui had just left when Consort Min arrived.

When Yu Jingchen heard that Consort Min had arrived, he did not send anyone away immediately. However, when Consort Min entered, she saw Nan Zhiyun leaning against His Majesty's chest, and jealousy immediately flared up in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, this concubine greets you," Consort Min said, suppressing her jealousy as she performed a curtsy.

"I heard that my sister is seriously ill. After all, it is related to me. I feel guilty, so I came to visit her," said Consort Min.

"The Nan family only has one daughter, Nan Zhiyun. When did she get an older sister?" Yu Jingchen glanced over casually. Although his tone was not harsh, it inexplicably made people feel intimidated.

"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong!" Consort Min immediately knelt down. No one in the harem was unafraid of Yu Jingchen, because they all knew that their Emperor was a man who would never show mercy. Once he displeased someone, he would not care about any sentiment and would punish them however he pleased, no matter who they were.

"Since you know you're wrong, then go outside and kneel down." Yu Jingchen's words left Min Jieyu completely bewildered.

"Your Majesty?" Consort Min was somewhat incredulous.

"What? You have a problem with this? Aren't you feeling guilty? Then kneel until Consort Nan's condition improves," Yu Jingchen said.

"This concubine dares not, this concubine will go out and kneel down right now," Consort Min had no idea how much anger was burning inside her.

But just as she was about to leave, she heard Yu Jingchen say, "Wait."

Min Jieyu thought there was a chance for things to turn around, but in the next second...

"Kneel down in the Imperial Garden, don't stay here at the gate and get in the way," Yu Jingchen's voice was devoid of any warmth.

Min Jieyu: "..."

"Yes," Min Jieyu gritted her teeth and endured it. With so many people coming and going in the Imperial Garden, she naturally knew that Yu Jingchen was really angry with her this time, but she didn't know the reason. Could it be because of that little bitch Nan Zhiyun?

Min Jieyu silently added another mark against Nan Zhiyun in her mind. It was already dark, and Yu Jingchen had only said that Nan Zhiyun would kneel until she recovered. But if Nan Zhiyun continued like this, she might even ruin her legs. After all, once Yu Jingchen issued a decree to punish someone, he would absolutely keep his word.