Although Wu Ji did not come in, he had internal strength and could hear the conversation between his master and Jiuqing clearly when standing in the outer hall.

He thought his master would refuse. After all, for those who practice martial arts, being controlled by a big acupoint is a fatal thing. What's more, his master's cold and introverted temperament has never obediently cooperated with the doctor's instructions when he was awake?

It would be particularly kind to not throw someone out directly.

However, after waiting for a while, he did not hear his master say a word of refusal, and he didn't even ask a question, and even faintly heard a rustling sound of clothes.

Wuji's shock in his heart was indescribable.

No way?

His master actually listened to the instructions of Miss Si?

Wu Ji felt that the Great Hongluo Treasure was waving to him again. If he followed his master's attitude, Miss Si would be the heroine in the royal palace in the future.

The two people in the inner hall were silent, and naturally they did not hear Wuji's earnest hope and prayer. Ye Jin took off his clothes and lay down on the bed. Even though he was so naked, his posture was calm and cold, and he could not see any special emotional fluctuations.

Jiuqing took out a set of golden needles from the medicine box, turned around and pulled over a chair, and sat down in front of the bed.

"In the past, those doctors were kneeling when they diagnosed me. You were quite brave." Ye Jin suddenly spoke, his indifferent tone could not hear any special meaning. After saying that, he turned his head to look at Jiuqing, his eyes dark, like a bottomless cliff.

There is no real emotion in my eyes.

Jiu Qing heard this and raised the corners of her mouth gently, "What the prince needs is a doctor, not a humble slave."

"If you come to the emperor, do you have the courage to answer this answer?" Ye Jin looked at her sarcastically, "Even if you are so skilled in medical skills, even if you can save the dead, will you still dare to speak like this in front of the noble Lord of the Nine Five?"

"Why don't you dare?" Jiu Qing seemed to think this question was very strange, and she could clearly hear the doubts in her tone. "I have already said that the purpose of my entry into the mansion was to treat the prince. It is my duty and purpose to cure the prince. Once the purpose is achieved, I can leave - of course, for the emperor, because he has the words first, he needs to fulfill his promise and give me 10,000 taels of gold. This is just that simple."

Ye Jin narrowed his eyes, "You should be clear about this, right?"

"Of course it's clear." Jiuqing took out the golden needle and stabbed Ye Jin's key point calmly and accurately. "But the emperor cannot kill anyone casually. I cured his favorite son, but he wanted to kill me. This is ungrateful and will be criticized by the world."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Jin sneered slightly on her lips and looked at her silently.

King Jin was the emperor's favorite son—this reason seemed to have become a weapon in her palm.

Since ancient times, few emperors have not cared about their reputation, so they certainly would not do things like being ungrateful - even if they have to do it, they cannot be open and upright.

But, did she ignore one thing?

The emperor had many shameful forces in his hands. With just one instruction, he could take her life at any time.
Chapter completed!