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"His own father would rather see his lady dead than risk missing out on meritorious achievements, should His Majesty not grant him a promotion and title for that?"
"With such a father, who'd sell his wife for glory, what good could Pei Yunmeng possibly be..."
Before finishing his sentence, Jin Xianrong suddenly cried out in pain, startling the maidservants in the room.
"What are you doing?!"
"Just a normal sensation during acupuncture, my lord. Please do not move." Lu Tong casually removed another needle and swiftly inserted it into an acupoint.
"Ow—"
"My lord, please sit still. It would be problematic if I hit the wrong point."
"..."
"Stop shouting, my lord."
This time, the needlework was longer and more painful than usual.
By the time the sun moved from the crevice of the window to the center, Lu Tong had put away the last Golden Needle, and Jin Xianrong was as drenched as if he were just hauled out of water.
