Zhao Yin was dressed in light and soft clothes, his half-thin clothes were close to his back, and his neck was faintly rubbed when his arms were bypassed, Shi Yong's hairs stood up, his fingers couldn't move, and he almost stiffened into stone in front of him, how could he write?

"My lord, why don't you write it?"

Zhao Yin didn't speak, Shi Yong was too close to him, so close that he could feel the chill stirred up by his warm breath hovering above his head, cold and depressing.

The people of Shiyong are about to be crispy.

This is forcing her.

"Okay." Shi Yong looked at him with a slanted face, with a faint smile on his face, "Since adults like to teach, then I will study hard." ”

Shi Yong was caught by him with one hand, but the other hand was still free. She is not a woman who is nervous, shy and panicked when she is caught by a man, and she collapses in someone's arms, blushing and heartbeat.

Although the "female devil" was wronged, it was not for nothing.

Shi Yong is much shorter than Zhao Yin, and with his elbows back, he can easily rub under his waist.

"My lord, is that how you write it?" She held the pen in her right hand without moving, her left elbow was up to the point, and through the thin placket she drew an unknown shape under his waist, and a pair of dark eyes like dazzling gems, looking at him with a slight mockery.

Zhao Yin stood stiffly, staring at her motionlessly.

Shi Yong looked at him, and the smile in his eyes did not dissipate, "My lord, am I writing well?" ”

"Don't move!" Zhao Yin's breath sank, and he clasped her hand and strengthened it.

"It hurts." Shi Yong frowned, "If you let go, I won't move." ”

Shi Yong heard that his breathing was slightly tight, and he was a little irritable, but his face was not obvious, and his calm and indifferent expression seemed to throw her out or cut off her head.

"Song Ashi." His head was lowered, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What do you say I'm doing?"

Shi Yong smiled softly, not afraid of his threat, his elbow deliberately rubbed him, and the corner of his eye bent to glance at him, only for a moment, I saw the coldness in his eyes flash, and his finger bones were about to be pinched apart by him.

"Did I warn you not to make a small move?"

"What are you going to do with me?" Shi Yong weighed his words seriously, and sighed half-truthfully, "Speaking of which, I offended adults more than this?" I also lied to the adult, bit the adult, dear...... Adult. ”

Shi Yong's words were soft, like helplessness, and like a joke, but his elbows added some strength, and the warm fragrant nephrite was close to each other, separated by two layers of clothing, even if Zhao Yin was a saint, he was afraid that he couldn't be calm, right?

Zhao Yin was silent for a moment, his arm stiffly let go of her hand, and lowered his head close to her face, "Have you fun?" ”

Play? This word seems to be a bit wonderful.

Shi Yong's eyebrows jumped, "You don't have to say that, and you don't play ......"

"If you've had enough, write well."

Zhao Yin threw the brush in front of her and walked away sideways.

Shi Yong stared at his upright back, moved his steps slightly, and stood in front of the bookcase again.

"Still a man? deserves to be celibate for a lifetime, and the great monk of Dao Chang is too accurate. ”

She muttered quietly, not thinking that Zhao Yin could hear clearly, but Zhao Yin really heard it, and looked at her warningly, "If your mouth is of no other use, this seat will have someone sew it up for you." ”

"Yes." Shi Yong winked at him, "It has a lot of effects, it will bite, and it will ......"

Zhao Yin stared at her, his eyes flickering. Shi Yong wanted to humiliate him that day, but halfway through his words, when he saw his eyes, his heart jumped, and he inexplicably felt that this matter might not be so simple.

The stinky man can't think of anything else, right? What kind of eyes are these?

Zhao Yin lifted the corners of his lips, snorted coldly, and sat down slowly, "Write." ”

Shi Yong was almost so angry that he turned his back on it.

It's obvious that she wants to eat his tofu, how can she feel like being teased?

"I write." Shi Yong gritted his teeth in resignation, "Am I still unable to write?" ”

The small movements of the two people behind the bookcase, Xie Fang and Yang Fei did not come close, and they couldn't see clearly, although they felt that the tone was a little wrong, but no one dared to peep into the privacy of the metropolitan governor, and when they heard Shi Yong say "It's written", the two looked curiously.

Ahh

Shi Yong can't write well with brush characters, and traditional Chinese characters are even more messy. In this way, there is no need to pretend to be illiterate, the distorted fonts fall on the white paper like earthworms, and everyone knows that she is a person who has not read for a few days.

I'm afraid I'm going to lose my eyes? Xie Fang thought.

Shi Yong's eyelids were raised lazily, and he dropped the pen in self-abandonment.

"Your Excellency, please take a look."

The eyes of the three fell on Zhao Yin.

However, Zhao Yin didn't even look at the piece of paper, and a cold look swept over him.

"That's right."

Shi Yong raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Adults haven't read what I wrote, so it's right?" ”

"Don't look at it, I believe you."

“……”

No, she doesn't believe in herself, what is Zhao Yin going to believe?

Shi Yong looked down at a few lines of poetry on the paper: "A ghost came knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and Ah Shi wanted to break his soul when he wrote." I advised the adults to shake less, and the adults yelled at me and yelled at me. Since he did not go to him, I went mad with him. ”

Are you sure?

Don't watch it?

That ghost can't be caught yet!?

Shi Yong looked at him with bad eyes.

Zhao Yin seemed to be unaware, lazily lay on the soft chair by the window, picked up a book, and gently tapped his knuckles on his knees.

"Go get the silver needle."

“……”

No wonder, it turned out that it was a leg pain?

Shi Yong's head burst out.

Finished! The real test is coming.

That day, Shi Yong said that she remembered how to acupuncture, but it was not false, after the weird "ghost poison" in Tianshou Mountain, she did think a lot in a drowsy state, and even remembered the process of Song Ashi's acupuncture for Zhao Yin.

However, after all, she has not really applied needles, even if she knows the method of needles, she has not pricked people with her own hands, thinking and doing are two different things, not to mention that the person who wants to prick is Zhao Yin?

If he had pierced it wrong, would he have screwed her head off and hung it on the city wall?

"Don't be nervous."

Zhao Yin looked at her, his eyes were clear and cold, and he seemed to have insight into everything.

Shi Yong was excited, and took the needle over with a hard head.

"My lord, please wear loose clothes."

At this time, it is already cold in Jingshi, even if it is an inner room, there are a lot of clothes, and it is really inconvenient for Shi Yong to apply needles in such a dress.

When she spoke, she really didn't have a half-hearted mind, but Zhao Yin looked up from the book and glanced at her, but it made her feel like a burr in her heart, which was weird and awkward.

Why do you think of her like that?

Shi Yong's cheeks burned a little, and his heart beat hard.

Xie Fang came over to help Zhao Yin widen his clothes, but Shi Yong stood beside him and didn't move, his breathing was a little uneven.

He untied his clothes, took off his outer robe, only wore a middle coat, and specially draped a fur coat on his shoulders, and when his legs were exposed, Shi Yong looked at his deformed knees and couldn't help but be shocked.

You can imagine what kind of extreme pain this person endured, but he did not show any difference from normal people, even walking straight and straight, without any trembling and hesitation. People who are so ruthless to themselves are of course cruel to others.

"Haven't seen it?"

Zhao Yin's eyes were dark and bottomless, so deep that it made people's hearts tremble.

Shi Yong restrained his emotions and half-squatted down.

"Do adults have painkillers?"

Zhao Yin closed his eyes tightly, "No." ”

Shi Yong's cold hand touched the red, swollen and deformed knee and pressed it, "Where is the most painful?" ”

Zhao Yin's brows furrowed, he didn't open his eyes, but there was a slight tremor on his forehead. Shi Yong knew that this kind of joint pain was uncomfortable, if he couldn't touch it, if he couldn't touch it, he couldn't touch it, and the pain was embedded in the bones, like ten thousand ants drilling into his heart, but he couldn't catch it, and it was difficult to describe the torment.

"You bear with it."

Shi Yong took a deep breath and slowly pressed on his knees, one was to make him comfortable and reduce pain, and the other was to find acupuncture points from memory in order to confirm the place where the needles were applied.

"Sea of Blood." Zhao Yin said suddenly.

"Huh?" Shi Yong looked up puzzled.

"Under the index finger of your right hand, the Blood Sea Cave."

“……”

"The middle finger is moved to the right by an inch, and it is the Yangling Cave."

“……”

Shi Yong suspected that Zhao Yin was not human. This is the ghost, right?

It's clear that he saw through her. But knowing that she couldn't recognize the acupuncture points accurately, he dared to put his leg in her hands. Should I say that this master is a "tiger", or should I sympathize with his dead horse as a live horse doctor?

Shi Yong opened his mouth, his eyelids drooped, first punctured and bloodlet around the Sanjin Acupoint, and then took Liangqiu, Xuehai, Guan Yuan, Quchi, and Zusanli, and tried it according to the method in his memory, under the cooperation and guidance of Zhao Yin. After the needle, she broke out in a cold sweat, got up and asked Xie Fang to bring moxa, which burned on his knees for a quarter of an hour.

"Are there better?" She asked, shocked.

Zhao Yin's brows loosened slightly, and he narrowed his eyes, "Not bad." ”

Call! Shi Yong breathed a sigh of relief.