Yu Jingchen didn't make things difficult for her and voluntarily avoided the situation. Nan Zhiyun was helped to her feet by Qianxia, but the downward pressure in her abdomen made her so painful that she couldn't stand up.
Some things in the room had been changed, and when Yu Jingchen saw Nan Zhiyun again, she had changed her clothes. However, her face was still extremely pale.
"The imperial physician has arrived," Xinglai said.
"Go and take a look at her. Is she in a lot of pain? Is it serious? See if you can prescribe some painkillers for her," Yu Jingchen said to the imperial physician, who was now quite adept at the task.
Nan Zhiyun remained lying on the bed, curled up in a ball, looking extremely uncomfortable, unwilling to even open her eyes. She had experienced pain before, but never anything this severe.
"Your Majesty, I fear that Consort Jieyu has been suffering from a cold recently, and her emotions have been fluctuating greatly. Her constitution is weak, and she hasn't been able to rest and adjust properly, which is why her abdominal pain is so severe," the imperial physician replied, bowing.
"How can we alleviate this?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"I will prescribe some more medicine for Consort Jieyu to try later. Also, please make sure Consort Jieyu keeps her mind and body in good spirits, gets plenty of rest, avoids getting cold, keeps her abdomen warm, and eats less raw and cold food," the imperial physician replied in a very formal manner.
After the imperial physician had finished doing and saying everything he needed to, Yu Jingchen dismissed the others. Qianxia also poured some warm water for Nan Zhiyun, but it had little effect.
"Was this like this before? Every month?" Yu Jingchen asked, but Nan Zhiyun was in too much pain to speak, so Qianxia answered instead.
“Jieyu always gets pain, and it lasts for several days, but it’s never been this bad before,” Qianxia said.
"What shouldn't you have eaten these past few days?" Yu Jingchen asked again.
“Jieyu has a bad stomach and a small appetite. She doesn’t eat much, and she hasn’t eaten anything raw or cold lately,” Qianxia said after thinking for a while.
Yu Jingchen frowned, seemingly deep in thought, before finally saying, "Step down."
Qianxia hesitated for a moment, but had no reason to stay, so she bowed and withdrew. After Qianxia left, Yu Jingchen looked thoughtfully at Nan Zhiyun, who was lying on the bed unconscious from the pain, and finally instructed Xinglai: "Go and check what she has been eating and using recently. Don't alert anyone, just investigate secretly."
Xinglai was somewhat surprised. So, did His Majesty suspect that someone had done something to Consort Nan? However, even though she was surprised, Xinglai quickly controlled her emotions, said "Yes," and left.
After everyone in the room had left, Yu Jingchen slowly walked over to Nan Zhiyun's side. She had just taken her medicine, but she still seemed to be in a daze due to the pain.
Yu Jingchen sat down beside her and used a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun's consciousness was hazy; she only called out subconsciously. She also reached out as if to grab something.
Yu Jingchen pulled her hand and let Nan Zhiyun lean against him. Perhaps because she had something to rely on, Nan Zhiyun held on tightly and didn't let go.
Yu Jingchen held her and fell asleep, then placed his hand on Nan Zhiyun's abdomen and circulated his inner energy to help her... um, warm her uterus?
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