"It's okay, but I got a few injections. You'd better put those good medicines aside for now." It's such a waste to use such good medicine for such a minor injury.
When Shannai heard what the princess said, he didn't say anything else.
"Princess, if you don't do this, then what are you going to give to the master on his birthday?" Shancha said as she stood up to tidy up the needle and thread on the table.
"Well, I haven't thought about it yet, but embroidery is definitely not an option." Wen Mianmian was also a little distressed.
Just then, greetings were heard outside, and soon the Fourth Master strode in.
Several people in the room bowed quickly.
"Greetings to the master."
"Get up." The Fourth Master held Wen Mianmian's hands and helped her get up.
Wen Mianmian's fingers were already pierced by many needle holes, and when the Fourth Master squeezed her fingers, she immediately retracted her hand in pain.
The Fourth Master was startled by her action, then reacted and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with your hand?"
"No, nothing happened?" Wen Mianmian spoke hesitantly.
Seeing her expression like this, the Fourth Master was startled and took her hand again to look at it.
Seeing this, the Fourth Master's brows immediately furrowed. There were many needle holes on her white and slender fingers, a dense patch of red.
"What's going on?"
"It's nothing, just some minor wounds." Wen Mianmian wanted to pull her hand back, but her hand was held tightly by her master, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it back.
"If you princesses won't tell me, then you tell me." The Fourth Master's eyes hardened, and he looked at Shancha and Shannai in a serious tone.
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