Chapter 120: Old Hatred (3)
Ouyang Zhen was speechless, how she wanted to talk to him, she just followed his wishes, and pulled to divert her attention, so as not to tense the muscles on her back too tightly.
The needle on her back was shaking slightly. Zhan Fei looked at her back intently, and applied a few more stitches before laughing: "Go on, in my opinion, it's not good for women to be too smart, and if they can see everything thoroughly, men will easily feel bored." Oh, auntie, don't pull it, I don't want to look at her thin back. ”
"You think I'm boring?" Ouyang Zhen was provoked by him, and Huo Fu came up again, glaring at him fiercely.
"Of course it's boring, just a few stitches and you can't stop screaming, if you wait for the time to pull out the bruises, will you be able to jump up?" Zhan Fei sarcastically said in his mouth, but he kept in his hand, and the silver needles rained down, and after a while, Ouyang Zhen's back was almost like a hedgehog.
A violent soreness filled every nerve in her, and Ouyang Zhen only felt that the green tendons on her forehead were jumping and jumping, and her body was already stiff and unable to move.
Zhan Fei continued to sarcastically say: "It's that Zhang Ziming who bought your account, in exchange for me, I have to teach you a good lesson......" He continued, but his hand was unambiguous, picking up the prepared strip of cloth and quickly tying her hands and feet.
Wan Hui looked at a loss on the side, and her palms were sweating: "Hero, this ...... Do you really want to tie it up? ”
Zhanfei was silent, fixed Ouyang Zhen's limbs, took the medicinal wine on the side and put it in his mouth, and suddenly squirted out, a little bit of medicinal wine The strong fragrance spread, and the drops were sprinkled on her back, Zhanfei's fingers were fast, his hand swept over her white back like the wind, like a point and a poke, after a while, Ouyang Zhen's back was covered with a little pink mark, like a peach blossom, and it was particularly charming and conspicuous on her snow-like back.
Zhanfei stared at it and counted it carefully, this little mark in his eyes was not a charming rouge peach blossom, let alone the beautiful red on the back of a beauty, but the traces that the cruel "fairy needles" had once pierced.
His clear face gradually tensed: "Auntie, bring me a small bowl." He stretched out his hand, and the silver needle on Ouyang Zhen's back had been pulled out by him. Ouyang Zhen only felt that the muscles on his back came to life again, and he wanted to move, but his hands and feet were tied tightly. She knew that this was to prevent her from moving and hurting herself, but such a big tie-up was really ......
The small jade bowls were burned over and printed on the mark, lined up one by one. Zhanfei's face was solemn, his hand pinched a trick, sat cross-legged on the stool next to the bed, and slowly infused the power in his body into her body.
At the beginning, Ouyang Zhen only felt that she was soaking in the extremely warm spring water, the spring waves rippled through her body, soft and affectionate, meandering all the way, her mind gradually became dull, and it seemed to return to the original state of heaven and earth.
Her delicate brow furrowed, almost wanting to sleep, but the heat grew stronger, and became more and more urgent, and the roar in her body was endless, and the hot spring was gone, replaced by a violent torrent.
Her body trembled like a leaf, cold sweat, hot sweat came out, Wan Hui was anxiously wiping it on the side, but the sweat was like pulp, and she couldn't finish it.
Ouyang Zhen's body shook more and more, and she seemed to be in a daze, struggling desperately with her hands and feet.
"Hold her!" Zhan Fei shouted. With her hand stretched out, a clean cotton cloth was shoved into her mouth. Wan Hui saw Ouyang Zhen trembling like a fallen autumn leaf, and hurriedly pounced on her and held her hands and feet.
Zhanfei's face was as pale as paper, half of the power on his body was in her body, and he was opening up the meridians for her, and the veins she had been injured didn't know if she could bear such a heavy load.
Little by little, sweat streamed down his cheeks, winding into a river...... His expression was still very focused.
Ouyang Zhen seemed to be back to that day, and the pain was ...... She almost wanted to scream and cry, but her hands and feet couldn't move, and a thick cotton cloth was stuffed in her mouth.
I don't know how long it took, so long that she had almost no hope of the end of this cruel torture.
She fainted and woke up, woke up and fainted in pain, several times, in a trance, a young and anxious face shook in front of her, and several times probed her snort.
It seemed that Wanhui whispered in her ear to call her and purify her.
Finally all the noise gradually left her, and she sank into a deep sleep.
No dreams, no resentment, no hatred......
When Ouyang Zhen woke up, it was already a summer morning full of morning light. She got up a little confused, and couldn't help stretching, but found that the whole body was comfortable, the soreness in the joints, and the slight pain in the heart were all gone, and there was an indescribable strength all over the body.
The body is fine, the mood is even happier, and looking at the summer scenery outside the window, I feel that life is infinite.
At this time, the door turned slightly, Wan Hui came in with a basin of water, and saw Ouyang Zhen sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling like a flower, sitting on the edge of the bed and shaking her legs, and was suddenly a little dumbfounded.
"Oh, my ancestor, why are you up, madam, lie down quickly!" Wan Hui hurriedly stepped forward and pressed her neatly on the bed, nervously.
Ouyang Zhen smiled and let her play with it, and waited for Wan Hui to stop before saying, "Auntie, I'm really fine, he really didn't lie to me." She smiled, revealing her snow-white teeth, showing a rare innocent look.
Wan Hui was also relieved to hear it and smiled: "That's good, that hero really does what he says." It was not in vain that Mrs. saved his life. ”
Ouyang Zhen nodded, and suddenly came to his senses: "What about others?" ”
Wan Hui hurriedly held her down and said softly: "Let's go, I left last night, he said that Mrs. is fine, and he can't stay longer." Walked away overnight. I left a letter for my wife. ”
Ouyang Zhen was a little stunned: "Gone?!" What about the poison on my body? Hurry up and bring the letter. ”
Wan Hui hurriedly took out the letter pressed under the makeup box, and Ouyang Zhen read it at a glance, and suddenly felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to lean on the side of the bed and be distracted.
Wan Hui asked curiously, "Madam, what did he say?" ”
Ouyang Zhen folded the letter into squares with a wry smile and said, "He said that there is no poison at all, he is scaring me." Also, the affection he owes me for taking in has been repaid. Nothing else. ”
Ouyang Zhen picked up the light and avoided the heavy, and only looked at the letterhead in his hand in a daze. In fact, he also revealed a shocking event to her in the letter, and at the end he scribbled a sentence: "...... Do it knowing that it can't be done...... Ziming's heart is very strong, if there is a coming day, please give more advice, the green mountains and green waters should not be just a hero's grave......"