Critically Ill

Lu Bin looked down to see Lin Jin passing him a needle that glowed with a golden hue.

This needle surely wasn't something to be taken lightly. When Lu Bin received it, it felt as if he was wielding a prized sword.

"Mr. Lu, have you remembered everything?" Lin Jin urged impatiently. Lu Bin nodded. "I'll use this needle to prick Sixth Princess's right pinky finger and let the dark blood flow out. If anything happens, I have to leave this needle somewhere near the princess no matter what. I think I got it."

"Alright then, go on." Lin Jin waved. Lu Bin hid the needle in his sleeve and stepped into the palace. Meanwhile, Lin Jin waited outside.

Lu Bin picked up the pace. Things have been strange since this morning and he was sure that it was the emperor's orders to fortify security around the palace.

Was it really because of the sixth princess's curse after all?