Shi Qiu Shuang pondered over it for a moment before saying, "In any case, I've already been in pain for so many years, two more months means nothing."
"Alright then." Sima You Yue did not force her, "I will do my best to think of a way to cure you."
Little Seven suddenly thought of something and grabbed onto her sleeve. She asked anxiously, "Will they really need to eat a part of my flesh?"
"No, this has absolutely nothing to do with you." Sima You Yue consoled her as she patted her head.
"But didn't their poison master say that it would only be possible with my flesh?" Little Seven asked.
"Speaking of your poison master, where is he?" Sima You Yue looked out the window, "Didn't you say that he's outside preventing someone from tearing the black cloth out? Why isn't he here although we've taken down all the black cloth?"
