He had always felt guilty towards Madam Tong about Xiao Xi's matter. He was indeed in the wrong that day. Even if he had sent someone to rescue Xiao Xi, Madam Tong wouldn't have been so heartbroken, nor would she have kept dwelling on the matter and causing him any trouble.

Yinzhen rubbed his forehead. He realized that he shouldn't have come here tonight. He had only come here to see her secretly, and he was just asking for trouble.

When questioning failed, it all became his fault.

But there were some things he hadn't figured out yet, so he couldn't just leave.

Yinzhen got off the bed, put his hands behind his back, and paced quietly around the room, waiting for himself to calm down and lose his anger.

If the two continue to argue, the situation will only become more tense.

After about 15 minutes, Yinzhen calmed down. He took a deep breath, took off his outer robe, lay down next to Nan Yi, pulled her into his arms, and whispered in her ear, "Has the imperial physician examined the wound?"

Nan Yi was still angry. She struggled slightly, but her wound hurt, so she stopped moving and let him hold her.

"I've seen it, and they said it just needs to be taken good care of."

Yinzhen rested his chin on the top of her head and sighed softly, "You should behave yourself. Ever since I married you, I've always had something to worry about. You're lucky this time that you've saved your life. Your father didn't pursue the matter and even rewarded you."

Nan Yi snorted coldly, "I will not offend others unless they offend me; if they offend me, I will repay them tenfold."

She rolled over, lying flat on the bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, and whispered, "As for the Emperor not pursuing the matter..." Nan Yi smiled smugly, "I guess it's related to money."

"Why are we talking about money again?" Yinzhen pulled her closer to his chest and asked, "Tell me about what happened in Shanxi. I'm completely confused."