Zhao Qingyun's back stiffened instantly, and his gaze shot straight at him like a sharp knife.

Shi Yong opened his eyes and wanted to stay away from Zhao Yin. Zhao Yin chuckled, pressed her back waist with his hand, dragged back the sleeves of his robe and covered half of her body, and pressed her head casually with his other hand.

"Hiding from what? I'm here. ”

Zhao Qingyuan almost gritted his teeth.

She did not shy away from looking at Shi Yong from the head.

Dressed in a crude manner, without ornaments, a pair of embroidered shoes under his feet are too old to see the color, the soles are worn out with black raw edges, and the toes are about to break the uppers.

Zhao Qingyun had never seen such a shabby woman.

She chuckled, "Concubine? Or is it a room? ”

Zhao Yin's face was unchanged for ten thousand years, "The private affairs of the back house do not bother His Highness." ”

"I don't know, there is no good mouthful?"

Zhao Qingyun sneered and approached.

"What's the point of having a few little girls who are close to you? My dignified princess, is there no room for people? No, I don't care if you have a concubine. But why are you looking for such a lowly woman? Are you humiliating me? ”

Zhao Yin raised his hand and looked impatiently at Xie Fang, who was kneeling at the door.

"Didn't you hear? Send Princess Huaining back to the palace. ”

Without a single explanation, it is thousands of miles away. She is not as good as a vulgar little girl?

"Very good. You guys are so nice. ”

Zhao Qingguan was embarrassed and indignant, raised his hand to knock over a three-flower porcelain vase placed on the crescent table, and brushed his sleeves away.

……

A door opened and closed.

Shi Yong thought about Princess Huaining's resentful eyes when she left, frowned slightly, and looked at Zhao Yin.

"You're early." Zhao Yin let go, his voice was not warm, and he was like the lover who was full of pity and love just now.

I made an appointment for three shifts, and now there are less than two shifts.

Is he blaming her for interrupting his good deed with Princess Huaining? The Metropolitan Governor is not a gentleman. If so, why pretend to reject the princess?

"I have long legs and walk fast."

For a moment she went with her own nature and called herself me.

Zhao Yin remained silent, his gaze swept over her face.

"It's just a matter of helplessness."

These words were his simple explanation, and after speaking, he sat down directly on the upholstered Luohan chair and began to interrogate her.

"How much do you hear?"

The corners of Shi Yong's mouth twitched slightly: "A few words." ”

"How many sentences are you?"

"Almost......" she cocked up a finger.

Two, three, four, one slap all open.

She glanced at the skinny, skinny little hand and lowered it again.

"I listened to them all, and I heard them all confused."

Since ancient times, there have been many royal wonders. Shi Yong heard a rumor with no provenance back then, saying that Zhao Yin was actually a royal bloodline, so he was given a surname. If the rumors are true, then the relationship between Zhao Yin and Princess Huaining will be delicate.

it! Shi Yong's eyelids jumped.

"You're not going to kill me, are you?"

"Yes." Zhao Yin's voice was hoarse, he sat down, and waved his hand, "Go and prepare." ”

What to prepare?

Ready to die?

Shi Yong had just died once in the Imperial Prison, and he didn't want to die again in a short time.

"My lord, I have many uses. Think again? ”

Zhao Yin furrowed his brows, looked at her suspiciously, put his palm on his knee, and rubbed it gently.

"Don't you want to get the needle?"

Needle?

Shi Yong was dumbfounded.

There was a pair of silver needles wrapped in red cloth on the table.

The familiar things made Shi Yong's mind flash, and a picture was born at the right time - Ah Shi squatted at Zhao Yin's feet and administered needles to her.

Shi Yong broke out in a cold sweat.

Ahh

Why does a little female errand still have acupuncture? And you're still treating the Great Demon King of Jinyiwei?

Shi Yong knows what acupuncture!

Zhao Yin didn't seem to shy away from her. He took off his coat and wore only a single coat, leaning quietly back in his chair, one leg bent, frowning and pressing his knees, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were pinched out, as if he was suffering some kind of pain.

"What are you waiting for?"

The hoarse voice was obviously painful to the extreme.

Shi Yong searched frantically in her mind, but Ah Shi left too little information for her. Except for learning that Zhao Yin's knee was in unbearable pain when it met a rainy day, he didn't know what kind of illness he had.

"My lord, I have a better way."

It is impossible to apply needles, Shi Yong is not afraid of stabbing him to death, but afraid of killing himself.

She crouched down and looked at Zhao Yin's knees.

It was probably because the eyes under her lightly curled eyelashes were too focused and serious, Zhao Yin's tense body loosened a little, and her gaze looked down from the top of her head.

"How?"

Shi Yong slowly lifted his trouser leg up, and was surprised to find that the knee joint of this invincible Jinyi Wei Great Demon King was completely deformed, and the redness, swelling and swelling that were visible to the naked eye, you can imagine how painful it was.

"How?"

She asked reflexively.

It was very abrupt, but Zhao Yin didn't feel strange.

To be more precise, he was tormented by pain at the moment, and the pain he had endured for a long time was to the limit, and he couldn't care about her anymore.

"No need to ask, hurry up."

Shi Yong looked up.

His brow furrowed, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

When people are in unbearable pain, no matter how handsome they are, they will be twisted and embarrassed, but he doesn't.

A loose white middle coat can't hide the wildness and strength in the body, and the exposed leg lines are painful and swollen but extremely strong, and at first glance he is a martial arts practitioner.

Shi Yong's eyelids moved slightly, "My lord, you lie down." ”

"Huh?" Zhao Yin didn't understand the intention and looked at him seriously.

Her shadow was reflected in her dark pupils.

Shi Yong's heart was like a tinkering, and he was frantically testing on the edge of his identity being exposed, "I'll help you straighten your bones." ”

"Boneless?" Zhao Yin hesitated.

Shi Yong froze for a moment, and pushed him to lie down with his own hands.

It is rare that Zhao Yin is very obedient.

Shi Yong found a sense of dominance as a healer, glanced at him, and felt that the trouser leg was a little in the way, so he pushed it up vigorously, revealing a complete and slender leg.

If it weren't for the red, swollen knees that were an eyesore, it would be ...... A good leg.

"Relax." Shi Yong pressed the middle of his Achilles tendon with the middle finger of his left hand, and pressed his left hand along the tip of his middle finger on the painful area, from the inside out, back and forth on the edge of the Achilles tendon.

She is not proficient in the technique, and she does not know whether it has a therapeutic effect.

But doing so will definitely make the recipient comfortable, and it will be enough to fool around.

When she fiddled with her fingers, Zhao Yin tensed in pain, and her gaze became even darker.

"When did you learn it?"

Shi Yong's gaze stopped on a two-inch-long scar on his leg, and he thought of Princess Huaining's words "hurt for her", and said subconsciously.

"I learned it for you."

I wanted to hug Kim's thighs and have a calm. After all, offending Princess Huaining is not fun, in front of the imperial power, ordinary people have no ability to protect themselves.

But as soon as the words came out, I realized that something was wrong.