Nan Zhiyuan listened and was also surprised, but she did not show it, fearing she would lose her composure.
"How is it?" Yu Jingchen asked the imperial physician.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Consort's knee injury is not serious. Some medicine applied externally will heal it, and scars can also be removed. It's just that the Consort's body may need a period of good recuperation. Besides resting well, the Consort also needs to maintain a good mood daily and not worry too much," the imperial physician replied.
"Will there be any lasting side effects?" Yu Jingchen asked.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, as long as she recuperates well, there shouldn't be any major issues," the imperial physician replied.
"Alright, go and prepare the medicine. Any precautions should be explained to the subordinates," Yu Jingchen said. After speaking, he looked at the imperial physician and the other palace staff.
"I've made myself clear this time. If the person has any further problems, I will hold you accountable!" Yu Jingchen issued a warning.
"Yes," everyone responded.
Nan Zhiyuan's heart skipped a beat. Was Yu Jingchen defending her by saying this? No, what was she thinking? How could he possibly do such things? Moreover, her current state was, to be honest, because of him.
Nan Zhiyuan could not hide her disappointment and felt a pang of bitterness. She didn't know what she was expecting. She had also thought about giving up. But these things could not be resolved by simply saying so, nor could past feelings be completely erased.
She had loved for so long, put in so much effort. Even with great disappointment and fear, she had still held hope in her heart. She had wanted to obtain it.
Sensing the change in Nan Zhiyuan's emotions, Yu Jingchen composed himself and asked, "What's wrong?"
"This concubine is fine," Nan Zhiyuan replied.
"If something is wrong, just say it. What's the point of hiding it here? It's your own problem if you bottle it up and suffer. I've noticed you always do things that put you at a disadvantage. You tend to do things that will cause you trouble," Yu Jingchen said.
Nan Zhiyuan: "..."
She suddenly realized another characteristic of Yu Jingchen: he talked much more now. In the past, if something could be conveyed with a look or a gesture, he would never speak a word. If a word or two would suffice, he would never say more.
"Your face is as pale as anything. Take good care of yourself these few days and don't cause any more trouble. Can't you be a little smarter?" Yu Jingchen sat down beside her.
"The Empress Dowager will be returning to the palace in a few days, and she wouldn't want to see you looking so sickly. So, recovering your health is the most important thing, understand?" Yu Jingchen asked.
Indeed, Nan Zhiyuan thought, she was thinking too much and expecting too much. What kind of person was Yu Jingchen? How could she have had such thoughts before?
"Yes... this concubine understands," Nan Zhiyuan replied softly, her emotions low.
Seeing this, Yu Jingchen frowned slightly. What was she thinking about now? He therefore asked further, "Understand what? Do you know what I mean?"
"This concubine will take good care of her health and not worry the Empress Dowager," Nan Zhiyuan said.
Yu Jingchen found this somewhat strange but couldn't pinpoint the issue. He finally gave up and said, "It's good that you understand. If you don't even care for your own body, no one else can help."
Yu Jingchen didn't really have any other intentions, but Nan Zhiyuan misunderstood his words again.