Chapter 013 Acupuncture

Bowls of medicinal soup were brought in one after another. Nan Zhiyun had already vomited most of it, and Yu Jingchen was losing his patience.

"Aside from force-feeding her medicine, can't you people think of any other solutions? What are the imperial physicians here for?!" Yu Jingchen roared at them.

"Your subordinates are incompetent. May Your Majesty forgive us!" A large group of imperial physicians prostrated themselves once more.

Yu Jingchen had lost his mood. "If you can't think of any other way, then just stay kneeling."

The imperial physicians knelt on the ground, trembling, fearing they might die at any moment.

Finally, one imperial physician offered a suggestion, "Your Majesty, why not try acupuncture?"

"I asked you to think of solutions, and you're asking for my opinion? Am I an imperial physician?" Yu Jingchen's tone was chillingly indifferent.

"Yes, your subordinate knows his guilt." The imperial physician quickly pleaded for forgiveness, then scrambled to retrieve needles.

However, a new problem arose: Nan Zhiyun was lying on her stomach, and her back was covered in injuries.

The imperial physicians naturally dared not let Yu Jingchen attend to the needles and thus said to Qian Xia and the others, "Miss Qian Xia, please help Consort Nan to sit up."

"Yes," Qian Xia replied. Just as she was about to step forward, she saw Yu Jingchen frown and stop her. He then walked over himself and helped Nan Zhiyun sit up, just as before.

The imperial physicians dared not say anything more and could only brace themselves. However, it was still quite difficult, considering the position...

By the time the imperial physicians had finished inserting all the needles, they were already sweating. Nan Zhiyun leaned into Yu Jingchen's embrace, and Yu Jingchen couldn't move as the needles had to remain for at least another two hours.

During this time, Yu Jingchen held Nan Zhiyun close. Perhaps due to her illness, Nan Zhiyun slept restlessly.

"Xing Lai," Yu Jingchen suddenly called out.

"Does Your Majesty have an decree?" Xing Lai bowed.

"Xu Shi was corrupt and abused his power for personal gain. Dismiss him from his post, investigate him, and imprison him to await his sentence," Yu Jingchen stated indifferently.

Xing Lai clearly paused for a moment but still replied, "Yes."

Xu Shi was an official of the Ministry of Punishments and secretly a subordinate of Consort De. Yu Jingchen was fully aware of these dealings. This time, Consort Nan had also received quite a bit of "care" from this Xu Shi, as Consort De had specifically instructed him to "take good care of her and show her much attention."

"Tomorrow, have Consort De come to nurse Consort Nan," Yu Jingchen said, truly startling everyone. To have one of the four consorts attend to a mere consort?

But there was no other way; Yu Jingchen's word was law.

Consort De was considered one of the most arrogant individuals. She usually carried herself with an air of superiority, appearing merely cold on the surface, but in reality... she had many methods for subtly tormenting others.

The concubines in the harem thought their actions could escape notice, unaware that everything was under Yu Jingchen's watchful eye. If he wanted to investigate any matter in the palace, there was nothing he couldn't uncover.

Of course, there were some things Yu Jingchen wouldn't concern himself with or pay attention to. After all, with his many daily responsibilities, he couldn't possibly be informed of everything.

Yu Jingchen looked down at the person in his arms. Her brow had truly not unfurrowed. He subconsciously reached out to gently stroke it. Yu Jingchen suddenly remembered that in his previous life, Nan Zhiyun had leaned into his embrace just like this, and then slowly breathed her last. Now, she wasn't much better off...