C5 The More You Know the Faster You Die

Third Prince of Dongqi had been crippled for many years, and many royal doctors in the palace were unwilling to use them, so they liked to ask for doctors in the public.

However, everyone knew about Third Prince's bloodthirsty and murderous personality.

When the Wang Mansion's threads were sent to the Merciful-Doctor Hall, no one was willing to come.

It was her …

If she did not want to use Third Prince to help her jump out of the Minister's Mansion, she would not have rushed over here to seek a beating!

The butler led Nian Qingci to the door of the study and stepped aside respectfully. "Doctor Qin, you may enter first. This old servant is right outside. If there's anything you need, feel free to tell me."

"Alright. "Thank you, Butler." Nian Qingci smiled.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He recited it three times in his mind: "My life is more important, my life is most important."

With a smile that would cause one to feel the spring breeze, he slowly pushed open the door.

Outside, the sun was high in the sky and the sun was shining inside the house.

However, the moment Nian Qingci walked into the room, she felt the temperature in the room plummet by several degrees.

It was a low pressure that could freeze a person to death.

Nian Qingci raised her eyes slightly. As usual, she saw Third Prince, Si Junling, who was sitting behind the desk.

The man's eyes were as deep as the sea. His nose was high and straight, and his lips were pursed slightly. It was as if the sounds coming from them could make the scenery around them darken.

He wore a green robe, and held a brush in his hand.

It was clearly the simplest attire, yet the person before him had revealed a peerless aura!

Beautiful, it was an absolute beauty.

Even though she had seen Third Prince many times.

However, he still couldn't help but be astounded.

However, a man with such an outstanding appearance had a face so cold that it could freeze someone.

She had the authority to kill. It seemed like a small figure like her could be crushed to death at any moment once she got close.

Don't panic, don't be nervous...

Nian Qingci encouraged herself in her heart by taking two steps forward and saluting Si Junling, "I greet Third Prince, Your Highness. I've come to give you acupuncture."

This Third Prince had been crippled for so many years, his legs were bad for him.

The reason he had asked the doctor to visit him was to prevent his legs from getting worse.

However, this was only the way Third Prince's Mansion was described to outsiders.

As for the actual situation...

With Si Junling's tacit approval, Nian Qingci skillfully lifted his robe and began acupuncture.

He chose to turn a blind eye to the pair of legs before him, which were almost no different from an ordinary person's.

Sometimes, the more information one knew, the faster one would die.

She understood this very well …

Nian Qingci was kneeling on the ground, giving Si Junling acupuncture. Si Junling treated her like nothing.

The room was so quiet that one could even hear the sound of breathing.

"Guan Zhong." The voice of the man in the upper echelon lowered the already depressing atmosphere in the room even further.

Nian Qingci's eyes, nose, and heart were all focused as her hands moved more cautiously, doing her best to ignore her own presence.

Guan Zhong heard the order and hurriedly entered from outside, "Your Royal Highness?"

Si Junling threw the paper clip he wrote onto Guan Zhong's body. With a cold expression, he said, "Prepare the betrothal gift and send it to Minister's Mansion in three days."

Nian Qingci, who was in the midst of acupuncture and moxibustion, was shocked. Her hand trembled and was struck askew …

An unnoticeable pain came from Si Junling. He lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Nian Qingci deeply.

Although Nian Qingci didn't raise her head, she was keenly aware of the enormous pressure that came from the top of her head.

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the crooked silver needle as if nothing had happened. Then, he continued to prick the acupoint on the side …