Chu Qianli was still catching her breath, but, that excruciating sensation seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
She couldn't help but lower her head to glance at her arm.
The agony had really vanished, although the whip marks on her arm still made her uncomfortable, it wasn't that kind of pain.
That kind, as if the flesh was being torn apart, that made it impossible for her to breathe.
Looking again at Feng Wuya, her eyes suddenly darkened, "Wuya, why do you look so pale?"
She was really awake now!
Feng Wuya and Mr. Liujin exchanged glances.
Feng Wuya hid his arm further behind his back.
Chu Qianli clearly noticed something wrong with him, wanting to ask about his hand?
She smelled a strong scent of blood.
But the next moment, Mr. Liujin's words redirected all her attention, "Miss Chu, you must save Princess Pingyue! She's at death's door!"
"What?" After a moment of shock, Chu Qianli had no time for anything else.
She flipped the blanket aside and got off the bed.
