Outside, Mi Yi's face changed instantly when he heard his master's cry of pain.
Inside, however, Ruoxi's expression remained unchanged, her hands never ceasing as she continued to focus on massaging Jun Moling's pressure points.
"Does it hurt, Prince?" she asked softly, her tone indifferent.
If Jun Moling weren't so familiar with Ruoxi's nature, he would certainly think she was exacting some form of revenge.
The pain was almost unbearable, even for someone as resilient as him.
"It doesn't hurt," Jun Moling replied, inhaling sharply as he tried to endure the pain.
Ruoxi found it somewhat amusing, but remained serious. "It's good that this point hurts. It means your insomnia is serious. I'll press a little more, and I guarantee you'll sleep well tonight."
By this time, Jun Moling could barely hear what she was saying; he only felt waves of pain sweeping over him.
Yet, once the pain subsided, there was a indescribable relief and a sensation of comfort across his entire body.
