Eunuch Wei didn't feel reassured, so he pulled Gu Jiao's wrist towards him, used his body to block the view of others, rolled up her sleeve, and inspected it carefully.
After confirming there were no wounds or bruises, Eunuch Wei finally let out a long sigh of relief.
He adjusted Gu Jiao's sleeve for her. As a eunuch, he had little need for concerns about male-female boundaries, but still, in public, he didn't want others to see Gu Jiao's arm.
"Eunuch Wei, why have you come here?" Gu Jiao asked.
Eunuch Wei replied, "His Majesty sent this servant here. Earlier in the palace, His Majesty was in a foul mood and did not attend to Miss Gu. After calming down, he felt regretful and ordered the Imperial Kitchen to prepare a few of Miss Gu's favorite pastries."
He was speaking of the morning's events.
The Emperor, having misunderstood that Noble Consort Jing had pushed Eunuch Wei, felt irate and troubled, then turned and entered his Study Room.