Rong Jialuo was shocked by the other party's gaze, and paused for a moment, not denying it: "This... I am indeed very curious about the young master--"

"Don't be curious!" Gu Xijiu interrupted him: "It's just a deal between you and me. You take a picture of this bracelet for me. I will treat your highness hidden illness. When your Highness recovers, even if we have enough money, your Highness does not need to know my identity."

Rong Jialuo coughed: "If you can cure my stubborn disease, you will be my savior. That bracelet is not worth a few taels of silver and is not enough to repay this kind of kindness. I want to..."

"One million!" Gu Xijiu suddenly spit out three words.

Rong Jialuo: "Ah?"

"If your Highness feels sorry, after I cure your highness's stubborn illness, I will pay me one million taels of silver." Gu Xijiu turned his fingers lightly, and said in a casual tone: "Apart from this, I will not accept any kind of thanks."

Rong Jialuo choked: "This--"

"If your highness doesn't want to, then pretend I didn't say it." Gu Xijiu didn't force it. After all, this was an additional condition she put forward. Even if the other party doesn't want to, it would not be considered a breach of contract.

Rong Jialuo had nothing to say.

His dignified prince could still afford one million taels of silver, so he agreed very happily.

Gu Xijiu made this extra money and felt very happy: "Your Highness, you need three more needles. You can continue." He explained a few more words: "I just released the needle and just fixed the tail. I had to put three more needles before I could completely remove it."

Rong Jialuo: "..." In order to cure the disease, he gritted his teeth and continued to knead himself, but he also expressed his request: "Can you say hello in advance before taking action?"

"No! Opportunities are fleeting, and there is no reminder of time." Gu Xijiu was cool.

OK! He knew it himself.

Time passed slowly. After a stick of incense, Gu Xijiu finally finished the last sputum.

Every needle is like a sudden attack, and it hurts a lot.

Rong Jialuo was also a man. He didn't snort any more after the last few needles hurt.

Gu Xijiu was relieved after pricking the last needle, then suddenly turned to Rong Jialuo's back, and his two little hands slapped lightning on several acupoints on his naked back.

Several rays of light flashed, and the silver needles popped out from Gala's chest together—

Gu Xijiu made a small move, and the silver needles fell into her palm, and a threadbare was struggling at the tip of the needle.

The insect was only half an inch long, with a thick thread, a mouthpiece like a needle, a red eye like blood, and a faint blue light flashing all over his body, looking very evil.

"Is this the Destiny Gu?" Rong Jialuo was still a little confused. Just such a small thing could prevent him from practicing for two years?

Gu Xijiu shook the insect on the tip of the needle. The insect squeaked, raised its head and wanted to bite people.

"Burn!" Gu Xijiu threw the silver needle and insect on a piece of white paper.
Chapter completed!