She finished speaking and gave a sweet smile, "Of course, if you want to cry, you can!"
Xie Yu was provoked by her and immediately said, "Cry? Impossible."
Bai Zhi'er snorted a laugh and didn't continue speaking.
When the pain kicks in later, hopefully, he really won't cry.
After half a stick of incense, a shriek of agony echoed from the Emperor's bedroom—
"Ah!" Xie Yu jumped up from the dragon bed in pain.
Bai Zhi'er called to the Imperial Guard beside her, "What are you standing there for? Hold him down!"
The Chief Eunuch was wiping Xie Yu's sweat, anxiously saying, "Miss, why does it hurt so much? The Emperor can't take it anymore!"
Bai Zhi'er panted heavily.
Just now, Xie Yu flailed about, she nearly jabbed the wrong acupoint!
Right now her eyes were pitch-black, her tone firm, "Of course it hurts, his vital energy is obstructed. If I don't unclog it for him, how would his old ailments ever get better?"
