Jiang Chen stopped Consort Shu from performing the formalities, held her arm, and feigned anger, saying, "How many times have I told you? There's no need to bother with such trivialities. You must take care of your health!"

Consort Shu understood the concern in Jiang Chen's words and smiled gently. "Your Majesty, etiquette cannot be abandoned. You are the Emperor of Great Wei, and I cannot offend your majesty!"

"This little matter won't affect my health."

Jiang Chen sighed helplessly, a look of affection in his eyes.

"The wind is strong outside, don't catch a cold. Let's go inside the hall."

With that, he took Consort Shu's jade-like hand and walked forward, surrounded by the palace servants.

As for Fu'er, she quietly followed behind the two, not making a sound, afraid of disturbing Jiang Chen and Consort Shu.

She knew her place and didn't dare to expect too much, only wanting to do her part.

Once inside the hall, Jiang Chen picked up Consort Shu and placed her on the bed.

"Rest well. I'm still waiting for you to recover and give birth to a prince for me."

As he spoke, Jiang Chen lowered his head and gently kissed the beauty's forehead.

Feeling the warmth on her forehead, Consort Shu's pretty face blushed, and she lowered her voice, saying, "Your Majesty, did Fu'er truly serve you last night? Just now at the door, I saw her gait was a little strange..."

Her voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible at the end. If Jiang Chen hadn't practiced martial arts, he might not have been able to hear her clearly.

After tucking Consort Shu into the blanket, Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and said, "Does Yun'er want to ask for a reward for her?"

Consort Shu nodded, "We are all sisters in the harem. Since Fu'er has served His Majesty wholeheartedly, she should be rewarded."

Jiang Chen laughed upon hearing this.

It's good to be the emperor. Occasionally tasting something new, Consort Shu even thinks of helping him clean up the mess.

"This matter is not urgent. The court is busy now, so let's talk about the reward later."

"By the way, Yun'er, how is your wound healing? Have you felt tired or listless these days?" Jiang Chen asked with concern.

Consort Shu held his big hand and said gently, "Your Majesty, don't worry. The imperial physicians' medicine is very effective. I feel much better. The wound on my shoulder has scabbed over and is about to heal."

Jiang Chen looked surprised and subconsciously said, "So fast?"

However, he immediately understood the reason. After all, these imperial physicians were the best in Great Wei, and their medical skills and experience were top-notch. With the addition of rare medicinal materials, treating these external injuries was more than enough.

Now, the only thing to worry about was the strange poison in Consort Shu's body.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chen couldn't sit still.

He had to check it himself to be at ease.

He turned his head and said coldly, "All of you, leave!"

The palace servants immediately obeyed and bowed as they left.

The moment the door closed, Jiang Chen looked at Consort Shu with a gentle expression.

"Yun'er, let me see the wound on your body, otherwise I won't be able to rest easy."

With that, he reached out his hand.

But faced with such concern, Consort Shu unusually showed a look of fear. Her delicate body trembled and she said pitifully, "No, Your Majesty, you, you mustn't..."

Jiang Chen's movements froze, his big hand hanging in the air, not knowing where to put it.

He couldn't understand why Consort Shu was so resistant.

"Yun'er, I am your husband, your family. No matter what happens, I will be by your side."

"Just now, I was worried about your injury, that's why I made this move, but if you don't want to, I won't force you! Don't be afraid!"

Hearing this, Consort Shu's beautiful eyes welled up with tears.

The worry and helplessness in her heart turned into gratitude, and she threw herself into Jiang Chen's arms.

"Your Majesty, I understand your good intentions, but those scars are too ugly... I, I don't want you to see them, they will taint your eyes."

After hearing the explanation, Jiang Chen was both angry and distressed, and said angrily:

"In your heart, am I such a person? Would I abandon my wife because of such a small thing?!"

Consort Shu raised her head, her eyes filled with tears.

"No, Your Majesty is a great emperor. I am worried that my appearance is damaged, and I will no longer be worthy of serving you in the future."

As a woman, she didn't want her lover to see her ugly appearance.

Jiang Chen stopped speaking.

He decided to use practical actions to prove himself!

Pulling open the brocade quilt, Jiang Chen looked solemn and gently untied Consort Shu's silk skirt.

As the clothes fell to the ground one by one, his movements became more and more careful, as if he were handling a fragile porcelain.

Throughout this process, Consort Shu's beautiful eyes stared at Jiang Chen, as if she was ready to escape at any time, not giving Jiang Chen a chance to dislike her.

This uneasy attitude made Jiang Chen's heart ache.

And this heartache reached its peak at the moment when the clothes were stripped away!

Before his eyes, the fair and snow-white skin was covered with spiderweb-like black and purple lines. These were Consort Shu's meridians.

Under normal circumstances, they should have been light blue, hidden beneath the skin, but now, due to the poison, they had all surfaced and turned black and purple.

What was even more heartbreaking was that there was still a hideous wound on Consort Shu's fragrant shoulder.

Although several days had passed, the wound still showed no signs of improvement and was still torn open.

The reason why it didn't bleed was due to the Meridian Sealing Technique of the Chief of the Imperial Medical Bureau, which stopped the blood flow around the wound, and then applied medicinal powder to reduce inflammation.

Jiang Chen looked at it, his eyes burning, his heart aching to the extreme.

He wanted to say something to comfort Consort Shu, but in the end, he couldn't open his mouth.

For this kind of torment, words of comfort were too weak.

Consort Shu had already closed her eyes at this time, her face full of bitterness.

It finally happened!

During this time, she had been worried and afraid, fearing that His Majesty would see these ugly scars and become disgusted.

Now, the thing she feared most had still come to pass.

Suddenly, Consort Shu felt a burst of warmth.

It seemed that someone was kissing her skin?

Opening her eyes in disbelief, she looked directly at Jiang Chen.

Immediately, she was shocked by Jiang Chen's pious and loving actions, and said incoherently:

"Your Majesty, no, Yun'er, Yun'er hasn't bathed in a long time, I'm not clean, and these meridians are very ugly..."

Jiang Chen ignored her self-deprecation and kissed the wounds and the skin covered with purple-black meridians.

"Yun'er, I said, you are my wife, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life!"

"Whether you are ugly or old, poor or rich, my heart for you will never change!"

"Moreover, these injuries were suffered for me, so how could I dislike them? In my eyes, you are still beautiful, just like in the beginning."

Jiang Chen's tone was extremely sincere, from the bottom of his heart, without any pretense!

The woman in front of him could give up her life for him.

The position of wife, the position of empress, only she could take!

Consort Shu stared blankly at Jiang Chen, and suddenly burst into tears, the big stone in her heart replaced by heavy happiness.

"Your Majesty, you are not coaxing Yun'er, are you?"

Jiang Chen touched his forehead and said firmly, "A king does not joke, what I said is the truth!"

"Then, then can you promise Yun'er one thing?" She looked at Jiang Chen, her pretty face with tears was cautious, as if she was afraid that Jiang Chen would not agree.

Her timid appearance made people unable to help but feel pity.