Nan Zhiyun remained unconscious, and Yu Jingchen stayed by her side the entire time without ever leaving her side. His gaze was fixed on Nan Zhiyun, as if he could never get enough of looking at her. In this life, he simply could not bear the feeling of losing Nan Zhiyun.
After about an hour, Nan Zhiyun began to feel uneasy. Because of her injury in her back, she had been lying face down, but this position was extremely uncomfortable, especially after lying face down for so long.
Yu Jingchen noticed Nan Zhiyun's discomfort and leaned closer: "What's wrong?" he asked softly, but Nan Zhiyun was still asleep and couldn't answer him at all.
Yu Jingchen held her hand; his palms were sweaty and cold. Not only her palms, but Nan Zhiyun's forehead was also covered in cold sweat. It was unclear whether it was from pain or something else.
Yu Jingchen still remembered that in his previous life, after Nan Zhiyun was banished to the cold palace, she miscarried about ten days later.
At that time, she didn't know he was pregnant, and she never imagined he would be. So when she learned that Nan Zhiyun had miscarried, she was momentarily surprised, considering the timeline, it should only have been a short while ago...
The last time he and Nan Zhiyun had sex... was only four or five days ago? That time wasn't very pleasant, and Nan Zhiyun was injured a lot. But he wasn't sure how serious Nan Zhiyun's injuries were.
"It hurts..." Nan Zhiyun's voice suddenly rang out.
Yu Jingchen felt extremely distressed, but he couldn't help Nan Zhiyun right now, so he could only try his best to comfort her.
Yu Jingchen took a handkerchief from the side and wiped her sweat, but Nan Zhiyun was sleeping restlessly and kept moving around. Yu Jingchen was afraid that she would touch her wound, so he had to protect her movements.
"It hurts so much," Nan Zhiyun frowned. Yu Jingchen gently touched her head, trying to comfort her.
Nan Zhiyun doesn't have a fever yet, but Yu Jingchen thinks she will definitely develop one soon; the current situation is not optimistic.
"No...it hurts so much..." Nan Zhiyun started talking in her sleep, likely because today's punishment had left a deep scar on her. Yu Jingchen felt regret, but what was done was done, and regret was useless now. His only hope now was to help Nan Zhiyun heal her injuries, restore her to her former self.
Nan Zhiyun gradually calmed down under Yu Jingchen's comforting words, but this calm was only superficial. Nan Zhiyun's face never truly relaxed and remained tense.
As expected, Nan Zhiyun developed a high fever that evening, and this time the fever was even more severe than before.
Yu Jingchen watched as the imperial physician examined her pulse and performed acupuncture, his brow furrowed. Nan Zhiyun's condition was not good. The atmosphere in the entire Zichen Palace was somber; passersby dared not even breathe loudly.
Fortunately, I've been completely bewildered all day because His Majesty's behavior was so abnormal. How did he suddenly become such a different person? And what about the questions he asked today? And why did His Majesty's attitude towards Consort Shu change so drastically? It only took half a quarter of an hour, right?
However, these thoughts could only be kept to himself, and he dared not express them directly. In short, judging from the current situation, this Consort Shu... should not be treated lightly in the future. His Majesty was still somewhat unsure about his attitude towards the Consort, but it was always good to be cautious.
After the imperial physician finished examining and treating Nan Zhiyun with acupuncture, Yu Jingchen dismissed everyone. The Empress Dowager had returned home and woken up earlier that day, but due to her health, she couldn't come over. However, she was still worried and sent Qianxia to attend to her.
only……
"Step down," Yu Jingchen said to Qianxia.
How could Qianxia dare to hand Nan Zhiyun over to Yu Jingchen? So she immediately knelt down: "Your Majesty, please have mercy! Let this servant stay and serve the Empress. The Empress... Your Majesty, the Empress really can't bear it anymore, please spare the Empress!" Qianxia kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Step back. I won't do anything to her. It's enough that I keep her here." Yu Jingchen was unusually patient today, after all, he knew how important this maid was to Nan Zhiyun, and she was also quite loyal. Given Nan Zhiyun's current state, having someone like her by her side was a good thing.
"Your Majesty..." Qianxia wanted to continue begging for mercy, but Yu Jingchen had already given her no chance.
"Step back," Yu Jingchen said. Fortunately, he was perceptive and, upon hearing this, quickly had Qianxia taken away. He also said to her, "Don't worry, His Majesty treats Consort Shu differently now. Didn't you see it clearly just now? Don't cause trouble here. If you anger His Majesty, you might implicate your mistress. Do you understand?" Although Qianxia was a little uneasy, she dared not say anything more.
So in the end, she insisted on staying at the door, fearing something might happen inside. Fortunately, he let her have her way, though he himself also stood guard at the door. Why was this little palace maid so stubborn? Not listening to the elders, she'll suffer the consequences.
Inside the house
Yu Jingchen sat down next to Nan Zhiyun. Nan Zhiyun had been lying in this position for a long time. Because of the fever, she was dizzy and delirious, and had little consciousness.
Yu Jingchen kept wiping her body, hoping to help lower her fever, but the effect was not very significant. Nan Zhiyun was mumbling something, but Yu Jingchen knew that today's events had truly left her with deep fear.
Although not all fifty strokes of the cane have been completed today, at least twenty have been delivered. Yu Jingchen couldn't imagine how Nan Zhiyun had endured all fifty strokes in her previous life. And... this child in this life... could he stay?
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