At first, there was no sensation. Chen Qing Xu's needles were steady and accurate. Her hands were very fast. Chang Geng only closed his eyes. Suddenly, a chill of fear rose from behind him - the type of fear when seeing someone raise a weapon, yet he could not avoid it, and could only await his death. The muscles in his back contracted involuntarily. Although he could not move, he made a subconscious action of avoidance.

Chen Qing Xu's needles could not be applied; she appeared much more serious: "Your Highness."

Chang Geng felt an invisible whip lashing on his back, there was a murmur in his ears, the shouting and cursing of the woman who was gone for more than ten years exploded in his ears.

Amidst the long years of nightmares, Chen Qing Xu's voice mingled with tranquilizer stabbed into his ear: "Your Highness, this is the Marquis' Manor. Can you hear me?"

Chang Geng, with all his strength, gave a little nod.

Chen Qing Xu sent the next silver needle in; the second tranquilizing incense was burnt out. She looked at the Western clock on the table, "This is just the beginning, Your Highness, do you need time to adapt to it?"

Chang Geng bit the tip of his tongue: "No, go on."

Chen Qing Xu no longer talked nonsense, her movements swift. The illusion that had just faded was coming back again. All kinds of injuries imposed on him by Xiu Niang in his childhood reappeared one by one.

Chen Qing Xu's face was filled with tension. She saw an old scar on Chang Geng' s clavicle suddenly redden and swell without any reason. A thin row of blood oozed out. The blood vessels resembling cobwebs underneath his skin split on both sides, appearing very ferocious.

"Your Highness, Your Highness Yan Wang!" Chen Qing Xu called him.

Chang Geng did not react.

Chen Qing Xu did not dare to continue. Suddenly, she saw an iron shoulder armor hanging on the foot of the bed. It looked like it was from a long time ago. Now, the steel armor in the army had changed its style. Chen Qing Xu suddenly remembered when talking with Chang Geng about the symptom of Bone of Impurity in his early years, he seemed to mention by chance that when he broke away from his nightmare for the first time, it was thanks to the piece of armor Gu Yun hung at the head of the bed.

Chen Qing Xu swept her long sleeves, the iron shoulder made a sound with a clear impact, the sound of metal swept through the quiet room. Chang Geng's increasingly rapid breathing suddenly came to a halt.