Yu Jingchen reached out and cleanly tore away the last of Nan Zhiyun's coverings. Nan Zhiyun felt a chill and shivered.
"Yun'er, don't be afraid. It won't be like before. Can you trust me one more time?" Yu Jingchen patiently reassured her, trying his best to dispel Nan Zhiyun's fear of this.
"...Okay." Nan Zhiyun looked at him, she herself was also trying hard to overcome it.
Yu Jingchen smiled gently, and his hand rested on Nan Zhiyun's eyes.
"If you're scared, don't look, okay? Close your eyes, be good," Yu Jingchen said. Nan Zhiyun nodded.
Yu Jingchen kissed her again. This time, he didn't delay, and his hands roamed freely over Nan Zhiyun's body. Because he was mindful of the injury on Nan Zhiyun's foot, Yu Jingchen's movements were very gentle, avoiding touching her foot.
But... Nan Zhiyun couldn't control herself. Her mind was now occupied by memories of the past. She was scared, panicked, and lost...
Just as Yu Jingchen was about to proceed to the next step, Nan Zhiyun trembled in fear.
"Your Majesty..." Nan Zhiyun opened her eyes, looked at Yu Jingchen, and even reached out to stop him from continuing.
"I'm scared... scared..." Nan Zhiyun's tears couldn't be held back. No, she really couldn't control it... this won't do, it won't do.
"Yun'er..." How could Yu Jingchen not be affected?
"Your Majesty, please... don't, okay? It hurts, it hurts so much..." Nan Zhiyun dared not, she couldn't do it.
"Please... no..." Nan Zhiyun could no longer hold back, her emotions began to collapse.
"It's okay, it's okay, be good, don't be afraid, don't be afraid anymore, okay..." Yu Jingchen immediately held her close, all his previous thoughts completely cast aside. Seeing the little girl cry like this, his heart softened immensely. Hearing Nan Zhiyun beg him like this, he was completely defeated.
"I'm so scared..., Your Majesty, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Nan Zhiyun's emotions were unstable.
She was apologizing... but what was her fault... such a good little girl was now apologizing for such a thing...
Yu Jingchen held her tighter. "No need to apologize, you're not wrong. Yun'er is not wrong, it's my fault. Be good, it's okay."
"I can't... no, Your Majesty, Yun'er hurts..." Nan Zhiyun was trembling all over, it seemed she was truly afraid.
"Yes, it's all my fault. I scared Yun'er. We won't do it anymore, won't do it anymore. Don't be afraid, don't cry anymore, okay? Be good, it's okay." Yu Jingchen held her in his arms, coaxing her, and gently kissed her forehead, his eyes full of pity.
"Please..." Nan Zhiyun seemed frightened, her expression somewhat dazed, her voice clearly choked with tears.
"We won't continue, don't be afraid, okay? Yun'er, be good, it's already okay. Let's not think about it, we won't force you, okay? We won't do it, it doesn't matter, don't be afraid." Yu Jingchen felt a bit angry, not at Nan Zhiyun, nor at not having completed what was expected.
He was angry at himself, angry at the scummy things he had done before, and hated that his actions just now had once again ignited the deep-seated fear within Nan Zhiyun.
"Your Majesty... Yun'er hurts... it hurts." Nan Zhiyun was probably dazed now, she might not even know what she was saying.
"Yes, it's my fault, be good, don't cry anymore, I'm a scoundrel, okay? It's all my fault, I scared our Yun'er, made Yun'er afraid." Yu Jingchen hadn't reached that point yet, so it was naturally impossible to injure Nan Zhiyun. As for Nan Zhiyun constantly crying out in pain, Yu Jingchen thought it was probably the lingering shadow of the past, a stress response.
Thinking of this, Yu Jingchen wished he could slap himself twice. What goddamn scummy things had he done in the past?
He drew her into his embrace, comforting her carefully, gently patting the little girl's back. But Nan Zhiyun now seemed trapped in her memories, unable to extricate herself.
"No... it hurts, Your Majesty..." Sweat began to bead on Nan Zhiyun's forehead, a dense, fine sweat that made Yu Jingchen frown. Nan Zhiyun's condition was not right now...
"Yun'er?" Yu Jingchen called her.
"No, no, Your Majesty, your concubine begs you, don't..." Nan Zhiyun's eyes were tightly shut, her consciousness gone.
Yu Jingchen's heart panicked. Had she fallen back into those terrifying and cruel memories again? The heat in his body slowly subsided at this moment. Yu Jingchen held her, somewhat flustered.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, be good... don't be afraid anymore." Yu Jingchen regretted it. How could he have done this? He knew she would be afraid, knew this was not easy to overcome, so why try to test her? Why couldn't he control himself?
Since she was afraid of such a thing, then forget it. Why did he think of helping her overcome it? Yu Jingchen felt he was truly living more and more filthily. Could he not even control himself in such a matter?
Looking at the uneasy little girl in his arms, Yu Jingchen was filled with regret.
"It hurts, it hurts..." Nan Zhiyun kept crying out in pain.
Yu Jingchen didn't know what to do... but this constant crying of pain... Yu Jingchen's mind suddenly cleared, as if he had thought of something. He looked at Nan Zhiyun's injured foot.
Because of Nan Zhiyun's fear just now, her movements were somewhat exaggerated, and her foot injury must have been bumped. He reached out to examine Nan Zhiyun's injury, but as soon as he touched it, Nan Zhiyun cried out, "No, it hurts... it hurts so much!" Nan Zhiyun's reaction became more intense.
Yu Jingchen knew the problem. It should be said that her foot injury had been bumped, combined with Nan Zhiyun's subconscious suggestion, so...
Finally, Yu Jingchen was helpless. He suppressed his desire and, in a hoarse voice, shouted outside, "Summon the imperial physician!"
Xing Lai, who was listening outside, was stunned for a moment. Why was an imperial physician being summoned again for no apparent reason? But he dared not question it and immediately went to find one. Given the Concubine Shu's current favor, he dared not delay for a moment, and quickly brought the imperial physician.
"Your Majesty..." The imperial physician hadn't even had time to bow before Yu Jingchen said, "First, come and look at the Consort's injury!"
"Yes, yes." The imperial physician practically scrambled over. Because of what had just happened, the curtains were still down, and Nan Zhiyun was completely undressed. Yu Jingchen pulled the quilt to cover her, only exposing her injured foot.
As for Yu Jingchen... his clothes were loose, and he held Nan Zhiyun in his arms the whole time, not letting go. The imperial physician naturally dared not look around.