Yu Jingchen hadn't paid much attention to it before, and they hadn't spent much time together. Plus, the needle holes were quite small, so he hadn't noticed them.
Given Nan Zhiyun's personality, she probably didn't tell anyone around her, and didn't want others to know. She was also a strong-willed person, and probably didn't want these people to know about the torment and humiliation she had suffered. So even the palace servants who served her didn't know that she still had an injury on her finger.
The imperial physician didn't even think to check between her fingers during his examination. Previously, Nan Zhiyun's movements were somewhat unnatural when she ate and wrote. But at the time, he only assumed it was because he was present, and didn't consider that it might be due to an injury to her hand.
"Fortunately!" It was clear that Yu Jingchen was furious.
When Xing Lai entered, he felt that the atmosphere around Yu Jingchen was terrifying. He originally thought that Consort Nan had angered His Majesty again, but the scene in front of him didn't seem like it.
"Go and investigate what happened to Nan Zhiyun during the days she was in the Shenxing Division, and record every single thing for me!" Yu Jingchen said in an unfriendly tone.
"Yes..." Xinglai quickly agreed. He hadn't seen his emperor so angry in a long time, let alone such undisguised and overt anger.
"Go find a royal physician. Don't let anyone know. And don't let a single word of tonight's events leak out." Yu Jingchen added. He thought, since Nan Zhiyun didn't want others to know, he should help her preserve what little dignity she had left…
Xinglai felt a mix of doubt and surprise, but he didn't show it. He thought it must be related to this Consort Nan. Perhaps Consort Nan had truly finally made it.
Looking at Nan Zhiyun, who was restless even in her sleep, Yu Jingchen felt a sudden pang in his heart. She had never seemed to be like this before. So when did she start to become so cautious and submissive?
Even when she was injured, she was afraid of letting others know. She only dared to hide in a corner alone, secretly licking her wounds, and even when she cried, she dared not make a sound. Because that was one of the few things she had left to be proud of.
She was a daughter of the Nan family, born noble and never needing to bow to anyone. Now, covered in wounds, not showing her vulnerability to others was the last line she could hold onto.
"It hurts..." Nan Zhiyun cried out in pain.
Unfortunately, Yu Jingchen was powerless to help. He couldn't wake Nan Zhiyun, so he could only sit next to her and hold her hand.
"No...please...please..." Nan Zhiyun was haunted by nightmares again.
Yu Jingchen sighed, then pulled Nan Zhiyun into his arms and helped her sit up. He patted her body occasionally, as if to comfort her.
Nan Zhiyun gradually calmed down, but her furrowed brows remained furrowed. Fortunately, Xinglai quickly summoned the imperial physician, who waived the formalities and allowed him to examine Nan Zhiyun's pulse. The physical problems were the same as before, and as for now... it was just a nightmare.
After confirming there were no other issues, Yu Jingchen had the imperial physician examine Nan Zhiyun's finger injury. The physician was startled upon seeing it, as it had not been detected during previous examinations.
Even the imperial physicians were amazed at how much pain Nan Zhiyun could endure. How could she have borne so many needle marks on her fingers for so many days? The ten fingers are connected to the heart; this must have been incredibly painful.
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