With that, she took out her ice needles and inserted them into several of his acupoints.
Su Qing listened, his eyelids lowered, his long, dark lashes trembling.
He looked sickly and innocent, yet his handsome, bewitching appearance made it impossible to look away.
Su Ye thought he was about to cause trouble again.
To her surprise, he remained bound by her all the way back to the Prince Mansion.
He was quiet the entire way.
However, his breathing gradually grew heavier.
By the time they arrived at the Prince Mansion, his entire body was feverishly hot and flushed a startling red.
As soon as they reached the Prince Mansion, Su Ye got out of the carriage, carrying him in her arms.
Su Qing's clothes were in disarray, strands of his black hair tangled against his strikingly red skin.
His hands were bound with white Brahma Flower Silk, a wad of white cloth stuffed in his mouth.
The extreme clash of colors, combined with this appearance,
