Qian Xia had wanted to remind her just now, but she was afraid of angering Yu Jingchen. Yu Jingchen had finally begun to change his view of Nan Zhiyun, and Qian Xia feared that if she truly stopped her, she would harm Nan Zhiyun.
"Go fetch some water," Qian Xia instructed.
After the palace maid brought the water, Qian Xia handed it to Nan Zhiyun to rinse her mouth. Yu Jingchen watched from the side, his brows furrowed.
Nan Zhiyun took a long while to recover. She truly... wished she could die right now, to have vomited like this in front of Yu Jingchen.
"Your Majesty, this servant will escort Miss down to change," Qian Xia said to Qian Chenjue.
Yu Jingchen waved his hand, signaling them to leave.
After Nan Zhiyun and Qian Xia had left, Yu Jingchen turned to the nearby palace attendants and said, "Go to the Imperial Physician's office and have them bring some indigestion medicine."
Looking at Nan Zhiyun's appearance just now, Yu Jingchen guessed she had probably eaten too much. But she dared not refuse, no wonder she had kept hesitating.
It took about half an hour for her to come out. Nan Zhiyun had actually been hoping to delay, as she had not only lost face but also acted rudely. Vomiting like that in front of the Emperor was a great disrespect.
She had taken so long, Nan Zhiyun thought Yu Jingchen must have already left. But upon asking the palace attendants, they all said His Majesty was still waiting outside. Nan Zhiyun had no choice but to come out.
She had already prepared herself to be punished, believing that she could not escape a penalty.
When Nan Zhiyun came out, Yu Jingchen was still sitting outside, drinking tea, appearing very relaxed, as if nothing had happened. His expression revealed neither joy nor anger.
"Finished? Come over when you're done," Yu Jingchen said as soon as he saw Nan Zhiyun emerge.
Nan Zhiyun, with a heavy heart, slowly walked over.
Just as she was about to kneel, Yu Jingchen spoke, "Sit and talk."
Nan Zhiyun's movement halted.
"Did you not hear me? I told you to sit and talk." Yu Jingchen repeated, his tone slightly heavier.
"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Nan Zhiyun responded, then walked to the side and sat down.
"Do you know what went wrong just now?" Yu Jingchen asked.
Hearing Yu Jingchen begin to question her, Nan Zhiyun, who had just sat down, immediately wanted to stand up.
"I told you to sit and talk!" Yu Jingchen's tone was a little sharp this time.
Nan Zhiyun naturally understood that he was angry. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not stand up.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. This concubine was impertinent before you," Nan Zhiyun said.
"Was there anything else besides that?" Yu Jingchen continued to ask.
"This concubine..." Nan Zhiyun couldn't think of anything else.
"If you can't think of it, then think carefully. I'll give you three chances. If you can say it, I won't pursue the matter today. If you can't, then the punishment will be doubled." Yu Jingchen appeared very serious, as if he truly meant it, and Nan Zhiyun actually believed him, clenching the handkerchief in her hand tightly.
"This concubine... kept Your Majesty waiting for too long." Unsure, but perhaps out of fear, Nan Zhiyun could only guess.
"Think again," Yu Jingchen said. His words implied that her answer was incorrect.
"This concubine... this concubine has damaged the image of a palace consort," Nan Zhiyun thought and continued to answer.
"One last chance." Yu Jingchen's tone was a little colder than before.
Still incorrect, Nan Zhiyun's heart sank.
For the final answer... Nan Zhiyun truly didn't know, but she still had to give one.
"This concubine... has been unworthy of Your Majesty's favor." Nan Zhiyun said.
As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Jingchen's face turned completely dark.