He looked at his hands and ran away quickly. He had to run to treat the princess's injuries as soon as possible. He couldn't lose his hands.

Zhou Zhaonuan was already unconscious on the bed. Zhou Beichen turned Zhou Zhaonuan over, exposing the back of her head for the imperial physician to see.

Doctor Yang was shocked by the excessive bleeding. He knelt on the ground, took out the medicine box, cleaned Zhou Zhaonuan, stopped the bleeding, and bandaged her.

After bandaging the wound, the leading doctor Yang knelt on the ground and answered in a depressed tone.

"Your Majesty, the princess is young and hit the back of her head. After examination, I and others found that although the injuries were superficial, she has lost excessive blood and is now in a coma. If she wakes up within three days, all will be well. If not... then Your Majesty will have to prepare the appropriate clothing."

"Also, it's best not to move the princess from the time she's injured until she wakes up."

Doctor Yang's tone was filled with sorrow.

Zhou Beichen covered his forehead with his hands for a long, long time before he spoke.

"First, detain the Second Princess and we'll discuss the rest later."

After driving everyone out, Zhou Beichen sat quietly beside the bed, looking at his daughter who said "I am your child" the moment she saw him.

The imperial physician said that if the daughter didn't wake up, she would die.

His heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Zhou Zhaonuan was only four years old. There was just such a small ball on the bed. He looked at it and felt really heartbroken.

He had been childless for half his life, and now he finally had two, but he almost lost his life because of an accident that was not an accident.

Although this daughter is naughty and mischievous, he has loved her deeply after spending more than half a year with her day and night.

He is an emperor, but he is also a son and a father.

He reached out and gently stroked his motionless daughter. Suddenly, a pair of cold little hands tightly grasped his big hands, "Father, my sister will be fine. My sister will definitely be fine."

Zhou Zeyun stared with a pair of big eyes filled with sadness, and her tone was full of hope and courage.

"The doctor said that my sister's wound is not deep, but she is bleeding too much. If it really doesn't work, I will feed my blood to my sister through her mouth."

Zhou Beichen was quite moved by such childish and innocent words. He raised his hand, patted his head gently and nodded.

"I hope so. You go down. I will watch over her here."

Looking at the bed, the lively and lovely sister in the past now has pale lips and dry and flaky skin. If my mother knew that my sister was injured like this, she would definitely be heartbroken to the point of bleeding.

"There, my son, go back to see mother."

Zhou Beichen waved his hand and said nothing more.

It was half an hour later that Shen Nian'an heard the news. She had forgotten that Concubine Xian and Concubine Shu were still in the Pepper Room. With a look of despair on her face, she ran out of the door, holding on to the table with a trembling step. Her hair full of pearls and jade had lost its soul at this moment, swaying and mixed up.

Nuannuan, my dear Nuannuan, you must hold on, hold on, don’t leave me. In my life, apart from you and your brother, I don’t even care about myself.

After stumbling all the way to the Shangshufang, Shen Nian'an rushed in directly regardless of Deshun's obstruction.

Her hands were shaking, but the moment she saw her daughter, she tried to calm down. Her daughter was still alive and the emperor was still guarding her. She couldn't fall down. She had to guard her daughter and watch over her.

"Your Majesty, what happened to Nuannuan?"

Shen Nian’an covered his chin with a trembling hand, and Zhou Beichen shook his head without saying a word.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, until his legs had lost all their strength, Shen Nian'an, with the help of Deshun, sat down on the soft stool beside the bed.

Zhou Beichen opened his mouth, wanting to chase her away, but memories came flooding back again and again. This woman had a motherly heart, so how could he really chase her away?

Time ticked from day to night, and then from night to early morning. When Zhou Beichen came back from court, he found Shen Nian'an still sitting by the bed. Her clothes were messy, and her hair was even more messy.

"An An, go down, I'll be guarding here."

"No, I won't leave. I'll stay here with her."

As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was choked with sobs. All the doctors in the Imperial Medical Bureau stayed in another room of the Shangshufang all night, and all the companions were sent home. Only Jiao Tangtang refused to leave no matter what, and now he rested in the Jiaofang Palace.

Zhou Beichen saw the redness in her eyes and said nothing more, just one sentence.

"good."

Thinking that her daughter would eventually wake up, Shen Nian'an shed tears silently and wanted to make something to eat for her daughter.

People must always be strong.

Time flies, life is vain, Zhou Zhaonuan just feels extremely cold, she seems to be wrapped in the entire iceberg cave, and in the blink of an eye, she seems to be roasted on a raging fire. After an unknown amount of time, Nuannuan feels much more conscious, and her body can be straightened normally.

The fever-reducing handkerchief was kept on her forehead and changed. In a daze, Zhou Zhaonuan seemed to hear waves of calls.

She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. After trying several times, her eyelashes lifted slightly, and a bright yellow dragon robe appeared in her blurry vision.

“Dad…Dad…”

Zhou Beichen was surprised and happy, and hurriedly patted Zhou Zhaonuan's slightly cold little hand, "You're awake, are you dizzy?"

Subconsciously, Zhou Zhaonuan shook his head slightly, "Hiss."

Zhou Beichen immediately broke out in a cold sweat and regretted asking the question. He lowered his head and saw Zhou Zhaonuan staring at him with a look that was a little scared but full of admiration.

"What's wrong, Nuannuan, does it hurt?"

Nuannuan pursed her lips and forced a smile towards Zhou Beichen.

"After more than a month of being ignored and scolded every time I came, I thought Daddy didn't want me anymore."

The hot tears fell on Zhou Beichen's hands on the bedside with a "plop", and at the same time, they burned his heart.

He hurried to explain.

"How could Daddy neglect Nuannuan? How could Daddy not want Nuannuan?"

When Zhou Zhaonuan heard this, a thin layer of tears hid in her eyes. She raised her little hand, rubbed it on her face, and wiped it away with difficulty.

Turn your head and ignore him.

Even though her heart was full of gratitude and love for this father.

Zhou Beichen: “…”

A blank flashed through his mind, and a feeling of loss rose from his heart, making his internal organs feel uneasy.

Zhou Beichen looked at her in confusion, not understanding why she thought he didn't want her anymore and why she felt so aggrieved.

When he opened his mouth, the words got stuck in his throat. He didn't know how to say the words of comfort.

People always have to grow up. In the past, Zhou Zhaonuan was protected by her mother in the cold palace, and after leaving the cold palace, she was protected by her father.

After this incident, Zhou Zhaonuan finally understood what the emperor's favor meant. It turned out that when her father did not see her or summon her, there would always be trouble in the harem.