Regardless of the heresy in Niangniang's heart at this time, Qingyue began to look at this room, only a small couch was placed outside, thinking that it was prepared for the servants who kept vigil for the master at night, and went through the carved lattice door to the inside, the inner space was very large, a table of eight immortals and four low stools were placed in the middle, a set of tea sets were placed on the table, and then in the upper right corner was a solid wood warping case, where a hollow carved lamp was placed, and a hollow carved pear wood shelf bed was placed in a deeper place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the left side of the room is a window with openwork pasted Korean paper, and some moonlight falls into the room.

Wang Qingyi loosened his clothes, leaving only a white undershirt, and lay on the shelf bed, his expression was the same as always, and he couldn't see anything else.

Qingyue raised her eyebrows, thinking that he was quite calm, and turned around and ordered Tanuki to raise the bed curtain and hold the lamp closer.

Qingyue took out the needle bag and spread it out on the table of the Eight Immortals, this set of needles was still taken by her from Qin Suoyang, it was Qin Suoyang who specially begged someone to make it for her when she was in Luosang Valley, they had only known each other for a short time, and Qin Suoyang's gift made her very moved.

Everything was ready, Qingyue raised her eyes and looked at Lian Niang, who was standing in the room with a nervous face, and Wang Qingyi, who saw Qingyue's movements, understood what was going on at the moment, and looked at the exquisite carvings of the shelf bed and said

"Lian Niang" voice was a little hoarse because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

When she heard this, she saw Qingyue and understood, and after making a salute, she retreated, and closed the door by the way.

"Tanuki, you just take your lamp." Qingyue commanded calmly, and then pulled out a few silver needles, and her movements were skillful.

When Qingyue turned around, she saw Wang Qingyi and Tanuki looking at her, Qingyue paused for a moment, looked at the needle in her hand, and said to Wang Qingyi with a playful face: "Do you think that if you are wearing clothes, I can give you an injection?" ”

Wang Qingyi naturally saw Qingyue's playful expression, and at the moment he was suffocated, lowered his eyes, and slowly turned his eyes to the exquisite carvings of the shelf bed, and his long eyelashes covered the panic in his eyes at that moment.

Wang Qingyi slowly sat up from the bed and reached out to undress.

The skin of the Wang family is already white, and Wang Qingyi has been sick for many years, so he does not go out easily, so his skin is whiter, but this white is not a sickly white.

Because the fake death medicine given to him by Qingyue before was very beneficial to his body, Wang Qingyi's skin was still significantly normal, and in this house, Lian Niang was ordered by Qingyue again, and specially placed a stove, I don't know if it was the reason for the stove, Wang Qingyi's face was slightly red.

The slender fingers slowly unbuttoned the buttons, like a good picture, and as the buttons were unbuttoned, the placket turned outward, revealing the slender neck and collarbone.

Wang Qingyi was long and looked a little thin because of his illness, and Qingyue didn't see his delicate collarbone comparable to a woman because he was standing on his side.

The tanuki who was close could see it completely, and because he was holding the lamp, he could see it very clearly.

It took a lot of effort for Tanuki to suppress the surprise in his heart, it was not that he had never seen other people's collarbones, those companions who trained with him, who had eaten and lived together for several years, and had seen many people, he had just never seen such a beautiful collarbone.

Wang Qingyi's skin is fair, comparable to mutton fat jade, and his collarbone is like a piece of fine green bamboo, which seems to break if he is not careful, and the raccoon dog lowered his eyes, pretending that he didn't see anything.

Wang Qingyi didn't care whether he saw it or not, and continued to unbutton it.

Tanuki took a peek and looked at it secretly, only to feel that his breathing was about to stagnate, but he had to pretend that he didn't know anything, although Wang Qingyi hadn't finished unbuttoning it, but because of the placket turned out, his fair and smooth skin was faintly visible.

He had never seen Wang Qingyi like this, and his mind was a little chaotic at the moment, thinking of being trained with his companions when he was a child, thinking of Qingyue standing behind him during the day, and thinking that he was left by Wang Qingyi's side at the end of the training period that year.

Wang Qingyi treats him very well, he lives a much better life than those companions who train with him, he has been secretly helping Wang Qingyi deal with affairs, watching the process of Wang Zhuxiu's contact with Wang Qingyi, it's not that he didn't feel that Wang Qingyi shouldn't be, but when the news reached Wang Qingyi's ears, Wang Qingyi's cold attitude made him also confused.

In addition to being confused, a trace of dullness unconsciously brushed in his heart, and even he didn't know why.

After unbuttoning it, Wang Qingyi pinched the placket of his clothes, and lowered his clothes, his broad shoulders slowly revealed.

Although Qingyue stayed at Wang Qingyi's side, she also saw Wang Qingyi's thin shoulders, although she was thin, she was not too broad.

The raccoon shallow saw more than the shoulders, from the collarbone down the fox shallow almost all over, the two scarlet points on the chest, like two fresh red beans, and then looked down at the flat abdomen, the skin was firm and smooth, and even further down was Wang Qingyi's white pants, the raccoon shallow head was lower, and his eyes were more evasive, not daring to look at Wang Qingyi's face.

Of course, Wang Qingyi didn't notice the shallow eyes of the raccoon dog, he heard the sound of footsteps, needless to say, it must have been Qingyue who saw that he had taken off his clothes and walked over.

Wang Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart, probably because Qingyue was about to treat him, Wang Qingyi thought in a daze.

"Tsk" This delicate skin, like a young lady in a boudoir who doesn't go out, Qingyue thought of Qin Suoyang, and only that person who is too stinky and beautiful can be compared to Wang Qingyi.

Naturally, if Qin Suoyang takes off his clothes, he is a little more beautiful than Wang Qingyi, just Qin Suoyang's face can already make people fascinated, in the painting books that Huang Lian saw before, didn't there be a scene where Qin Suoyang's beautiful man took a bath? The delicate description, the language up to the point, makes people can't help but think about it, no wonder it can be sought after by so many boudoir women.

Qingyue thought about it this time, and didn't notice the two people who were already abnormal under her tsk.

Tanuki Qian was even more flustered, not daring to look at Wang Qingyi with those eyes, fearing that Wang Qingyi had discovered his previous heresy.

Wang Qingyi became more unnatural, because he had not had too much contact with girls since he was a child, and he didn't think about finding a lady or anything for himself, so this was the first time he wore so little in front of a girl, even if the girl in front of him was just a doctor, he felt a little embarrassed.

But fortunately, Qingyue didn't notice his abnormality, and Wang Qingyi made up his mind a little.

"You lie down" A few thoughts flashed, and Qingyue reminded Wang Qingyi to lie down.

Wang Qingyi did as he said, at this time, the red on his cheeks had faded, just like his face had never been red, and when he heard Qingyue's words, he knew that it was time to do the right thing, and his head was clear at the moment, and he carefully held the lamp for Qingyue.

Qingyue looked serious, and there was a tranquility in her eyes, which made people can't help but want to believe in her medical skills.

Gently pinching the tail of the needle, Qingyue slowly pierced the few needles she had taken into Wang Qingyi's acupuncture points.

It is a trend of protecting the heart.

"Is that okay?" After Qingyue got up after the needle was finished, the raccoon shallow asked while holding the lamp.

"Of course not, you go outside the door to find Niang Niang and bring the medicine I told her to boil." Qingyue smiled and took the lamp from Tanuki's hand.

Tanuki turned his head to look at Wang Qingyi, and saw that Wang Qingyi had already nodded and left.

Qingyue put down the lamp and put away the needle bag, sat down at the table of the Eight Immortals, poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

When Tanuki came back, Qingyue's cup of tea had bottomed out, and when she saw Tanuki coming back with the medicine, Qingyue immediately put down the teacup and took the medicine bowl.

Coming to the bed with the medicine bowl, Wang Qingyi watched Qingyue's movements with a wrong eye.

Squatting on the pedal, Qingyue held the medicine bowl, and took the spoon to feed Wang Qingyi little by little, Wang Qingyi was still a little unnatural, but looking at Qingyue's serious face, there was no unnaturalness.

After a bowl of medicine went down, Wang Qingyi's body began to feel a little uncomfortable, and the raccoon shallow on the side was nervous and half dead, but Qingyue returned the medicine bowl to the civet shallow as if she hadn't seen it, and said, "Go to find the lady again, let her fry the packet of medicine I gave, three bowls of water, fry two, don't pour out the first one."

"En" Tanuki took the bowl and left.

Qingyue turned around, still squatting on the pedal, and reached over with her right hand to take Wang Qingyi's hand and put it in the palm of her left hand.

The palm of his hand was cushioned by Wang Qingyi's wrist, and Qingyue's right hand was on Wang Qingyi's vein.

Wang Qingyi saw the girl sitting on the edge of his bed, changing her usual delicate and smiling appearance, and the tranquility and composure in her eyes inexplicably made Wang Qingyi feel distressed.

After a while, Wang Qingyi saw Qingyue's eyelashes tremble, and then with a flip of his right hand, he took out an inch-long dagger.

"Wang Qingyi, are you afraid of pain?" The dagger shone brightly in the light, and it could be blown off, and it was a good weapon. Qingyue didn't look at the dagger, and asked Wang Qingyi this question thoughtlessly.

Wang Qingyi suddenly smiled, afraid of pain? How could he be afraid of pain? What kind of pain can outweigh the pain of the onset of illness over the years?

"I know," after speaking, he took the dagger and slashed at Wang Qingyi's wrist.

Qingyue moved very quickly, and he didn't even feel pain at that moment, Wang Qingyi only had a trace of coolness, thinking that the dagger was cold.

Blood beads slowly emerged from the wound, and Wang Qingyi felt the pain after realizing it, it was not very painful, and it was within the range that Wang Qingyi could bear.

Without looking at the blood beads and wounds that came out, Qingyue stood up at this time, and before Wang Qingyi could guess what she was going to do, she bent down and picked up Wang Qingyi's other hand.

Looking at the dagger in Qingyue's hand, Wang Qingyi seemed to understand something, and then there was a cool feeling in his wrist, followed by a familiar pain in Wang Qingyi.

Seeing the blood beads coming out, put Wang Qingyi's hand back in place, Qingyue went to the end of the bed, and as Wang Qingyi thought, Qingyue also scratched Wang Qingyi's feet and ankles.

Soon, the crow-blue mattress on the bed was already soaked with blood.

What Wang Qingyi didn't know was that Qingyue's dagger had been quenched with poison before, and it was fingertip snow that would kill if it was touched, and now the poison had slowly penetrated into Wang Qingyi's blood through the wound.

In fact, Qingyue's wound was not big, so it didn't take long for it to coagulate, seeing that the blood at the wound had already coagulated, and there were no more blood beads, Qingyue raised her hand to accept the silver needle on Wang Qingyi's body.

I saw that under the bright light, the silver needle that Qing Yue took out had turned black, Qing Yue looked at the silver needle and smiled, and then sat back at the table of the Eight Immortals.

Wang Qingyi was a little confused, is this already over?

Of course Wang Qingyi didn't know, this was just the beginning, the long night was long, Qingyue thought that this would be the longest night in Wang Qingyi's life.

As soon as Wang Qingyi sat up and was about to get dressed, there was a sudden tingling pain in his wrist, with a burning sensation, then at his ankle, and then spread to his whole body.

Wang Qingyi finally understood the meaning of Qingyue's question, his mind was very clear at this time, and every trace of pain was clearly transmitted to his brain.

"Ah" Wang Qingyi shouted uncontrollably, the voice was not loud, it was very weak, if it weren't for the excellent ear power, he would not have heard it, but is there anyone else in the middle of this incense who has bad ear power?

I'm afraid that the people guarding outside the door at this time have already heard the sound and are eager to rush in.

They have been by Wang Qingyi's side for a long time, and every time they get sick, it is very painful, but Wang Qingyi has never screamed in pain like this, even if he was sick and on the verge of death when the weak crown was sick, he has never been like this.

Wang Qingyi's feelings are very acute now, he can feel that Qingyue is sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals drinking tea one by one, he can still hear the sound of the charcoal fire burning in the stove, by the way, the stove, he feels that his whole body is burning now, and it is about to burn, he wants to open his mouth and ask Qingyue to remove the stove, but he can't speak.

His body hurts, his whole body hurts, he doesn't feel any strength in his whole body, as if all the strength he has in his body is used for pain, he can't feel his presence, it seems that there is only pain.

So he gritted his teeth, as if only his teeth could exert strength, and the more he gritted his teeth, the more he could feel that he still existed.

But with such a presence was a more intense pain, an increasing burning sensation, as if he felt that he was in a furnace, and the owner of the furnace was constantly adding firewood.

The fire is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that he can turn his clothes into ashes if he accidentally touches them, and his body melts into the fire, and under the **** of the tongue of fire, it is annihilated little by little.

But his head was very clear.

He could still feel that Qingyue was drinking tea, and he was lying on this shelf bed, but how could he feel that this shelf bed had become part of the stove?

Before he could think about it, he felt as if his body had suddenly fallen into the frozen waters of the Fudong Wax Moon.

It was the extreme cold, the chill that came out of the cracks in his bones, and he thought that in previous years, when the summer was the hottest, the Wang family's housewife would distribute a certain amount of ice cubes to the young ladies and gentlemen, and he felt colder now than kneading the ice cubes into his bones.

But there was a sharp stinging pain in the bone-chilling cold, as if someone had been holding a sharp knife through the skin, and every part of the body was a bit of a delay.

He could only do this, clearly counting the pain several times, where it was, his head was so clear at this time, he didn't miss the pain once.

Qingyue sat indifferently at the table of the Eight Immortals, and Wang Qingyi's mouth came with a moan and a cry of pain.

She could hear his rapid gasps, as if he would stop breathing in the next second, like a broken window in a broken temple, the wind whirring through it, the sound of window paper.