"What about your guards? Let him come in and do you a favor! Before the words fell, a ghostly voice sounded:

"Miss Qiao, you're looking for me!"

"Ah......h

"Big brother, please go and fetch a candle and a bowl of water," how is this master and servant so unpleasant.

Lord Rong sneered unkindly.

She crouched down, pinched his legs, and kept banging,

"I asked Yu Bai to sacrifice the beautiful man for the sake of hue, and let Ziqiu get me in, I can't delay too long, I'll show you your legs first,"

Without hearing any reaction from him, she looked up at him, and under her gaze he slowly spoke, "Why? ”

"Huh?" Ah Wan doesn't know why,

"Why do you have to be so stubborn, is it worth it?"

"Because we're friends! A friend worth making deeply. She said very surely, very simply, without a trace of hesitation,

"What if it's not cured? Wouldn't I be hurt? His guards came in, put aside what she needed, and vanished like a ghost.

Ah Juan stretched out his hand and pulled up his trouser legs, he sat on the chair all year round, didn't move around often, and the skin on his legs had some unusual folds, but someone should often pinch his legs, otherwise he would have shrunk for so long,

She took out the silver needle in the cloth bag, soaked it in the wine, then placed it on the candle and roasted it, measured and groped the veins with her fingers, then gently lowered the needle, and then answered the question just now.

"I don't need you to carry a knife to the battlefield, I just want you to be able to stand up, and I'm very content,"

"Hearing this, I was hurt even more,"

"I used to be very greedy, and I wanted you to go back to the past, but the master said that your leg was delayed for too long and missed the best time, so my best effort is to let you ...... Stand upright! ”

He smiled knowingly: "For the sake of your sincerity, I have decided to ask the emperor to give me a mansion tomorrow, so that it will be easier for you to heal!" ”

"Really? Fake? ”

"If nothing else, it should be next door to your house!"

"Slap" Ah Juan's excited slap was on his lap, but the voice was a little too loud, Rong Wang Ye was shocked, and even Ah Juan stuck out his tongue in embarrassment: "It's a little heavier,"

He shook his head helplessly, he was really that fiery temperament, and he hadn't changed at all.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you, who healed you after you were injured, and your leg, who was it?"

"It's been a long time ago, but it seems that the imperial doctor has returned to his hometown, it's been too long to remember, what's wrong?"

This further confirms Ah Juan's speculation that someone wants to harm him, and it is very likely to be related to his injury many years ago.

"It's nothing, is there anything unusual about my pinprick here?"

"Nope,"

Ah Wan changed the place and put the needle, and when one leg was densely packed with silver needles, Ah Wan was already sweating profusely.

Looking at Lord Rong, his face was calm and unwavering, but he knew that he was used to it.

Suddenly, Ah Wan deepened the silver needle by an inch, his eyes widened, and he grabbed Ah Juan's hand: "Yes...... Somewhat...... A little stinging! His voice trembled with excitement,

"Are you sure it's the sting? Describe what it feels like."

"Yes, it's like being stung by an ant, yes,"