When dawn was nearing, Chu Wang spat out two big mouthfuls of black blood.
Afterwards, his complexion visibly began regaining a bit of color.
By the time it was fully light, the pulse that was weak to almost undetectable finally became clear.
Liujin was incredibly excited, yet also extremely nervous.
When Chu Qianli was removing the needles, he suddenly thudded to his knees beside her.
"Miss Chu, I am kneeling to you, please show mercy..."
"What a joke, you are nothing in my eyes. You think kneeling down will make me respect you?"
Chu Qianli seemed to have anticipated this, her smile tinged with sarcasm.
"If you want to persuade me, you might as well persuade your master to be an untrustworthy man, it might be easier."
Liujin sighed helplessly.
It's not easy, not easy at all.
Their Prince, once committed to something, would follow through, even kneeling if he promised.
He was just heartbroken...