The Emperor had no improper thoughts at that time; her whole body seemed like a boiler, and only a beast would consider doing such things. So, the Emperor began to wipe away Nan Feng's sweat with his sleeve.
Before half an hour had passed, Xiaoqing and the Imperial Physician had brought the medicine back. Xiaoqing was extremely anxious; when she left, Nan Feng was alone with the Emperor, and she didn't know if anyone would gossip, nor did she know if the Emperor would take any harmful actions towards Nan Feng.
After all, what couldn't he do in such a situation?
However, upon returning, Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief. The Emperor and Nan Feng were still in the same state she had left them in: she was lying on the bed, and he was sitting beside it.
Once Xiaoqing brought the medicine, the Emperor instructed her, "Alright, hurry and prepare the medicine."