Chapter 290
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Shuixiang followed behind the Eunuch. Yan Xun stretched out his right hand and put it flat on the desk. Shuixiang knelt down, the veil covering much of the face, and with the fringe being swept down, even her eyes could not be seen. With her head lowered, her gaze was like flowing water sweeping past everything like a snow storm. It was that same familiar hand, lanky and pale. There were countless callouses that were formed from years of holding blades, and his little finger was cut off. Even the new skin had been weathered through the years, forming an ugly scar.
She was merely stunned for a short while before returning to her duty. She pressed her hand to feel the Emperor's pulse. Yan Xun could not help but be surprised by how quickly she had adjusted. Too many doctors would be stunned when looking at his hand, yet this lady did not find anything wrong.