Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Feng Yang had always been very calm. She said that she had no regrets in life, so why would she be afraid of death? She didn’t want to live or die, didn’t resent the world, and wasn’t afraid of death.
Ruo Su pursed her lips tightly and forcefully restrained the sorrow and helplessness in her heart. Seeing that Feng Yang tried to get up with her elbow, Ruo Su hurriedly took a step forward and wanted to help her.
“Don’t get up.” Gu Yanfei quickly pressed Feng Yang back. “1’11 give you acupuncture first.”
Therefore, Feng Yang stopped moving.
The palace maid quickly prepared the candles for burning the needles. She opened the needle bag and came over to assist Gu Yanfei.
As the candles lit up, the originally dark inner room became much brighter.
The silver needles and the earrings on Gu Yanfei’s earlobe shone in the candle light.
Gu Yanfei skillfully started to apply acupuncture to Feng Yang. Her right hand swept across Feng Yang’s face, and the first silver needle had already landed between her eyebrows…
Her movements of taking out the needles, burning the needles, and putting the needles were fast and accurate. She didn’t seem to look much, but the position of the needles was exactly right.
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