She covered her mouth with a handkerchief, her heartache evident in her expression. After so many years in the deep palace, she finally had two children. Concubine Shu didn't want him to get hurt, and even more so, she didn't want him to end up in a dead end.

Even if she doesn't like the child's biological mother.

Concubine Shu was about to step forward, but when Zhou Zeyu saw her coming, his pupils suddenly dilated and he tried to stand up.

"No...no, don't touch me, no...don't come over..."

Caught off guard, because his center of gravity was unstable, he fell onto the bed with a thud, and felt another wave of excruciating pain.

The bloody body made Concubine Shu unable to bear to look at it. She didn't understand why Zhou Zeyu was just a child, and moreover, her biological son, why did she use such harsh hands on him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little resentful towards Zhou Beichen.

"An An, tell me...what should we do? He's injured like this, and he refuses to use medicine to treat the injury. If it gets infected, it will be even more painful."

Maybe it was because she was anxious or something, but a thin layer of sweat had already appeared on Concubine Shu's forehead.

Shen Nian'an took her hand. Just now, she had tried several times, but Zhou Zeyu really didn't let her get close. She had no choice. After all, they were not her own children, and she couldn't rashly control them.

"It's just a child, it's okay, he's just angry with the emperor."

Shen Nian'an whispered and glanced at the bed, and found Zhou Zeyu lying on the pillow with his head down, his hair messy, and he looked tired.

Knowing that Zhou Zeyu didn't hear their conversation, Shen Nian'an leaned over and whispered in Concubine Shu's ear.

"Sister, Nuannuan has accompanied the Emperor to Xuanzheng Palace. If you're really worried, I'll go find someone to get the Emperor and Nuannuan to come over and see if there's any solution."

Concubine Shu frowned and looked at Shen Nian'an with a puzzled look.

"But what good would it do if the Emperor came? What if Yu'er said something else that angered the Emperor again? Wouldn't he get another beating?"

Shen Nian’an: “…”

She was speechless and opened her mouth to continue.

"So, isn't this why I told you to bring Nuannuan along? That little girl just now didn't even plead seriously. If the two of them come together later and the Emperor gets furious, Nuannuan will most likely be able to persuade him to stop."

"Can......"

Shufei thought about it and finally decided to go find Zhou Beichen herself. At least on the way, she could have a good talk with Zhou Beichen.

there.

Zhou Beichen and Zhou Zhaonuan had already arrived at the Xuanzheng Hall. Zhou Beichen was sitting on a chair reviewing memorials, while Nuannuan was ordered by him to practice calligraphy.

The hall was quiet and beautiful.

Suddenly, with a "creak", the door was opened. Both the father and daughter looked unhappy, and both pairs of eyes looked towards the door.

Deshun: “…”

With a thud, his knees hit the ground. He gritted his teeth in pain, thinking of Concubine Shu outside, Deshun said hurriedly,

"Your Majesty, Consort Shu requests an audience."

"What is it?"

Zhou Beichen was concentrating on reviewing the memorials, without even raising his head, and asked lightly.

Deshun answered immediately.

"The Concubine Shu said that since you left the Pepper Palace, the Second Prince's wound has not been treated until she came. The Imperial Physician said that if it continues like this, it will probably get infected..."

Deshun couldn't say another word after saying this, especially when he saw Zhou Beichen's expression suddenly change.

Sure enough, the next moment, a cup hit Deshun's feet. Deshun shuddered and almost stood up.

"It hasn't been dealt with yet. What's the point of the imperial physician?"

Deshun lowered his head. "The imperial physician wanted to come forward, but the Second Prince refused, struggling to get up. In just a short while, his wound had been torn several times. Concubine Shu said she was extremely worried and wanted the Emperor to come over and take a look."

"Bang!"

Zhou Beichen slammed the memorial on the table and laughed angrily.

"What on earth is he doing? I'm very busy and don't have time. Go tell Concubine Shu that if he doesn't want to apply the medicine, he'd like to threaten her with death. Even if it hurts, dying wouldn't be bad."

After saying that, Zhou Beichen opened another memorial and continued to review it.

When De Deshun told Concubine Shu what Zhou Beichen had said, Concubine Shu felt her legs go weak and she almost collapsed to the ground. Deshun hurriedly supported her.

He also looked worried.

"Alas, Madam Shufei, as for this commoner Li, I really don't like her, but I like the Second and Third Princes very much. However, I'm afraid that the Second Prince has really touched the Emperor's reverse scale this time. The Emperor has been on the throne for ten years without a child. Later, he finally had Princess Chang'an and His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan, plus these few younger ones. The Emperor has high hopes for them all. Today, the Second Prince threatened to commit suicide and refused to admit his mistakes, which really made the Emperor angry. Now, he is dragging his feet and refusing to apply medicine, which makes the Emperor even more angry. Madam, why don't you go back and persuade the Second Prince first, and then I will go in and persuade the Emperor to see if I can get him to let it go."

Concubine Shu was full of gratitude towards Deshun, "Alright, I'll have to trouble Eunuch Deshun."

Pepper Room Palace.

The situation was still tense, and several imperial doctors were guarding the door, helpless. Shen Nian'an tried to move forward several times, but was grabbed and waved away by Zhou Zeyu. In the end, the wound was bleeding, forcing Shen Nian'an to retreat.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Why are you standing here?"

Zhou Zeyun came back from outside and walked forward without knowing the situation. Shen Nian'an pointed to the inner room and sighed heavily.

"Yu'er refused to apply medicine. As soon as someone approached him, he struggled desperately to get out. It would have been fine if he didn't struggle. Now, the wound has been oozing blood several times. Hanhan, do you think Yu'er will commit suicide?"

Shen Nian'an felt that his words were nonsense. Zhou Zeyun frowned and waved his hand. He heard a loud and a small whimper from inside and looked into the room with a half-smile.

"Mother, asking him to commit suicide is simply impossible."

Shen Nian’an: “…”

Looking at his son in surprise, Zhou Beichen continued.

"If he really wanted to commit suicide, he wouldn't be making a fuss now. Mother, you're still pregnant, so don't worry too much. I'll help you go back and rest. As for Yu'er, I'll go check on him. If he doesn't want to apply the medicine, just hold him down and let the imperial physician apply the medicine."

"It's not that troublesome."

Shen Nian'an's expression moved slightly, and after thinking about it, yes, doing that would only hurt Zhou Zeyu's heart again.

"No, Hanhan, what if he refuses to eat in the future? Are we going to force him to eat?"

If the person in front of him was not his biological mother, Zhou Zeyun really wanted to give him a cold eye. He helped Shen Nian'an back to the inner room, and Zhou Zeyun patted his chest with a solemn oath.

"Don't worry, Mom. I promise he'll take his medicine."