Xiao Qingyu's expression was serene. "Life and death are destined, it's only a pity that I cannot protect her."
If there were a next life, he would certainly become an unparalleled expert, and he would definitely be able to protect the woman who captured his heart.
Su Yingxue unbuttoned his clothes, and started to insert needles into his body. When the silver needles of varying lengths were arranged in an acupuncture pattern, a miraculous reaction occurred. Xiao Qingyu's previously damaged meridians began to pulsate, and his facial expression turned to one of pain. "Empress," he started to say.
"Don't move!" Su Yingxue quickly pressed down on him. "I still need to continue the acupuncture. If you want to live, you must bear with it!"
This acupuncture technique was indeed extraordinary.
