Yan Hengyin waved to the soldiers, took out a bamboo flute, placed it to his lips, but his eyes quietly watched Pei Shu'er.
"I'll do it myself."
Pei Shu'er raised an eyebrow and looked at Yan Hengyin, wondering what kind of attack method this was.
When Yan Hengyin blew the bamboo flute, Pei Shu'er suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and a slight loss of control over her body.
Her gaze went blank for a moment, quickly regained clarity, then went blank again.
Many fragments of memories flashed through her mind.
[Your Highness, you have the Mother Gu in you, and I have the Child Gu in me, so we are connected, aren't we?]
The tone was lighthearted and joyful, tinged with the innocent eagerness of a young girl.
[Your Highness, even without this Gu Worm inside me, I would do anything for you.]
[Your Highness, if you want to see me, just blow this bamboo flute, and I'll come to see you no matter where I am.]
[Your Majesty, you must blow this bamboo flute often.]
