It hurts quite a bit when a sword pierces the skin. His little Yun'er is afraid of pain. Where did she get the courage to block such a sword in her previous life?
"Yun'er, don't cry, I'm fine, okay?" Yu Jingchen's lips were pale, but he still comforted Nan Zhiyun.
The imperial physician arrived quickly. Nan Zhiyun's tears flowed incessantly, but she restrained herself from making a sound.
"How is it?" Nan Zhiyun asked anxiously after the imperial physician finished his examination. Yu Jingchen's complexion was already bad, and the imperial physician also looked grim.
"Your Highness, His Majesty's injury is not serious. It's just that the knife that pierced his hand was treated with medicine, but the knife itself is poisoned. Forgive my incompetence, but I've never seen this kind of poison before..." the imperial physician said. Poisoned? Nan Zhiyun's face paled.
"Can it be solved?" Nan Zhiyun asked.
"Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do my best." The imperial physician was also trembling; he was quite unlucky to have encountered such a situation.
Seeing Nan Zhiyun's state, Yu Jingchen's lips curved slightly, and he took Nan Zhiyun's arm: "Don't worry, it's nothing." Yu Jingchen comforted her, and Nan Zhiyun couldn't speak.
"Don't spread the news of today's injury. Just say that an assassin attacked, and Consort Shu was frightened and injured by the assassin, so we asked the imperial physician to come and take a look. I've been worried about Consort Shu's safety lately, so I've allowed her to stay in Zichen Palace," Yu Jingchen instructed.
Yes, Xinglai also knew the importance of this matter.
"Starting tomorrow, court will be suspended for five days to investigate all officials." Yu Jingchen issued one order after another, but fortunately, it was known that this investigation of officials was just a convenient pretext.
"Yes," I replied, glad to accept the order.
"It will be hard for Yun'er to stay here for a while." Yu Jingchen smiled gently at Nan Zhiyun and gently tidied her hair.
Nan Zhiyun's eyes were red. She knew it was because Yu Jingchen didn't want her to worry, so he pretended to be fine.
News of the assassination attempt on His Majesty in the Zichen Palace had spread throughout the inner palace, and many people tried to curry favor with him, but they were all turned away.
This only made the women in the harem even more resentful. Why was Nan Zhiyun allowed to stay in Zichen Palace? And why did His Majesty have to take care of her personally?
But even if they were unwilling, they could only endure it, after all, Nan Zhiyun was someone that His Majesty openly protected.
Inside the Zichen Palace
Nan Zhiyun hadn't said much. The medicine had just been brewed, and Nan Zhiyun personally fed it to Yu Jingchen. Yu Jingchen was very compliant; he drank it as she fed him, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Looking at Nan Zhiyun in front of him, Yu Jingchen felt a little sorry for her. He knew that besides being worried and scared, Nan Zhiyun was actually more guilty, which was why she had been holding back and not daring to speak.
"Yun'er, don't be like this, I don't like it. Don't worry, it's okay, alright? Don't worry." Yu Jingchen held Nan Zhiyun's hand.
"I'm sorry..." Nan Zhiyun felt very guilty. If it weren't for her, perhaps Yu Jingchen wouldn't have been hurt.
"Honey, how could they hurt me? Just now... I did it on purpose. I wanted Yun'er to feel sorry for me and take care of me, so I let them hurt me." Yu Jingchen said with a smile.
But how could Nan Zhiyun believe such a reason? She was filled with guilt, and no matter what Yu Jingchen said, Nan Zhiyun couldn't let it go.
Nan Zhiyun stayed in Zichen Palace and did not leave. That night, Yu Jingchen began to fall into a coma and had a fever. His lips turned blue. Nan Zhiyun was terrified.
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