Chapter 6 — Retired on the same day, I turned around and married the Regent

The moment the needle pierced the acupuncture point, Ta Vo Cuu's body suddenly bent up, emitting an uncontrollable roar of pain, even more miserable than any time before! He suddenly opened his eyes. Eyes covered with blood stared at me, filled with terrifying tears and endless pain! The doctors and servants nearby were so scared that they almost wanted to rush to stop him.

“Hold him tight!”

I shouted loudly. There were also beads of cold sweat on my forehead. But the silver needle in his hand still steadfastly continued to move, guiding each weak ray of aura like a sharp awl, piercing straight into the most serious place of cold and stagnation deep in his wound!

"Medicine! Quick!"

I urged loudly. The bowl of mixed medicine was forced into Ta Vo Cuu's mouth. Extremely powerful medicinal properties. He choked and coughed. His face gradually turned from pale to red. Sweat poured from his forehead like rain. But the body was no longer convulsing violently like before. The movements in my hands still do not stop. The speed of spinning is getting faster and faster. His fingertips trembled slightly because of using too much force. We can clearly feel under the tip of the needle, that stubborn cold air is frantically resisting, rolling violently. Time seems to freeze. Each breath feels as long as a century. Sweat flows down my temples. Drop by drop fell onto Ta Vo Cuu's blood-stained robe. Don't know how much time has passed. Maybe half a stick of incense. Maybe it's a whole stick of incense... I touched the last silver needle. Then suddenly pulled out! Ta Vo Cuu's whole body suddenly relaxed. He tilted his head and spat out a small mouthful of dark black blood, so cold that it seemed like it was mixed with ice chips! That mouthful of blood fell to the floor. There was another soft "hissing" sound. Waves of cold air gently rose up! At the same time. His eyebrows were still tightly furrowed. Take the speed visible to the naked eye. Slowly relax. Rapid breathing gradually calms down. The hand that was clenching the bed rail also slowly loosened. Then it collapsed helplessly. Inside the palace, it was as quiet as death. Everyone held their breath, staring at the person lying on the bed. Ta Vo Cuu slowly, extremely tiredly opened his eyes. Although his face was still pale and his eyes were filled with a heavy look of drowsiness, his painful and terrifying expression had lessened by more than half. His eyes passed through the crowd, stopping exactly on my sweat-drenched face. Those eyes were extremely complicated. There was the weakness of someone who had just escaped death's door, there was a deep scrutiny, and there was also a... shock that was hard to describe in words.

“She…” His voice was extremely hoarse, but extremely clear. "...Very good."

The atmosphere in the temple, after Ta Vo Cuu spat out that mouthful of blood mixed with ice chips, instantly changed from the tension of near death to the feeling of exhaustion after escaping from the demon gate. The doctors still hadn't recovered, looking at the dark pool of blood still radiating cold air on the ground, then looking at Ta Vo Cuu on the bed with his breathing clearly more stable, and finally looking at me at the same time, their eyes completely changed. The previous suspicion and disdain had completely disappeared, replaced by unbelievable surprise and a barely perceptible glimmer of awe. Duke Wang became even more agitated to the point where tears welled up and he fell to the ground with a "thump" sound.

"Your Royal Highness! Your Royal Highness finally... God bless you! Your Royal Highness... Your Royal Highness is truly the Royal Family's blessing!"

He slammed his head twice in succession. My whole body felt exhausted, the clothes on my back were soaked in cold sweat, my fingertips were still shaking slightly and I couldn't control it. The last acupuncture session drained all my spirit and what little energy I had.

“Everyone... retreat.”

Ta Vo Cuu's voice was still hoarse, carrying a heavy fatigue, but did not allow anyone to doubt. Several Thai doctors seemed to have received a general amnesty, filled with surprise and doubt, bowed down and carefully retreated. Duke Vuong also wiped away his tears while leading the servants to quietly retreat, gently closing the palace door. In the vast palace, only Ta Vo Cuu and I were left, leaning against the head of the bed with still weak breathing. The candlelight swayed, extending his silhouette onto the wall, carrying the fragility of a person who had just gone through a serious illness, completely opposite to his usual cold and hard appearance. In the air there was still the fishy smell of blood, the smell of medicinal herbs, and the pungent scent from my jar of medicinal herbs.