It didn’t take long before she felt warmth from her stomach, which made her feel much more comfortable.
Nurse Qi whispered, "Your Grace, when you’re back from the palace, I’ll help you get recover soon. Now you might want to close your eyes and rest for a while. You’ll soon feel better."
Yuan Qingling closed her eyes, feeling sparks blazing and exploding in her mind, with massive sounds echoing.
"Hate? Who do you think you are? I’m just disgusted with you because you're no better than a fly from the trench. I have to take drugs to get through the night with you.“
It was PrinceWenhao's voice, which was filled with resentment and hatred. Never had she heard such heartbreaking words before.
There was also a voice whispering by her ears, and then the sparks in her mind turned into a puddle of blood.
A moment later, everything settled down.
She felt as if everything finally became clear now.
The pain gradually eased; or to be specific, instead of disappearing, it was replaced with numbness.
She opened her eyes and saw Lv Ya looking at her by the bed.
“Your Grace, are you feeling better now?” Lv Ya asked at once.
“The pian’s gone,” said Yuan Qingling in a hoarse voice.
She indeed couldn’t feel any pain because she was terribly numb. She pinched her cheeks, but there was nothing she could feel.
She felt under anesthetic.
"Then I’ll help you wash and get dressed, or His Highness will be angry." Lv Ya reached out to help her. Nurse Qi also came in from outside with new clothes in her hands. Seeing her get up, she said, "Time, My Lady, His Highness is waiting."
Yuan Qingling stood numbly, allowing them to change her clothes. She couldn’t feel a thing because her wound had been bandaged.
When they finished, she sat in front of a bronze mirror and stared at her reflection in the mirror.
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