Ye Qingwan touched her face, she has been developing an antidote for him these days, although the poison on her face has been partially suppressed, but it is not easy to completely dissolve it.

I don't know, where did Yun Ruoling find this poison, what she dares to guarantee is that ordinary medical halls will not be able to concoct this poison.

It's worth considering. But...... When I hear someone talk about my face, I don't feel very comfortable in my heart.

This state of mind also led to a certain prince's medicine for several days in a row, which was bitter and disgusting. Feng Lin and Ye Lin, just smelling the smell of medicine wafting out of the inner hall, their faces were not good-looking for a while.

They knew Jiang Wumian, who was a person who couldn't bear any hardship, but they didn't say a word of rebuttal in it.

Isn't this their prince's style? Of course, Jiang Wumian couldn't tell them that this medicine was poured into it...... In the past few days, needles have been applied every morning, and the same is true today, nine silver needles pierced into the nine big points of the body, Ye Qingwan took Jiang Wumian's left hand on the side of the bed, glanced at Jiang Wumian who was still with his eyes closed, and said, "It will hurt a little, Your Highness endure it." Jiang Wumian didn't speak, he would bear this pain every day, and he had long been immovable.

Ye Qingwan took the gold needle and slowly pierced it into the fingertips of his left index finger. Jiang Wumian frowned slightly, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The first few times the pain was just a feeling of weakness caused by physical weakness, but this time, although the ten fingers were connected to the heart, the sharp feeling that magnified the pain countless times, the sharp pain like a bone and a heart, from the fingertips all over the meridians of the body, a strange and unbearable colic.

remembered what Ye Qingwan said to her: This is just an appetizer, and the real ecstasy is still to come.

That's what it means? Ye Qingwan saw him open his eyes, and said lightly: "It will be a little painful, Your Highness endure it, and the medicine you are waiting for is sweet." The last sentence was like a lure.

Jiang Wumian was silent. Although it hurts, it's not that I haven't endured this pain, it's just ...... Just think of something bad.

Ye Qingwan quietly took out the second silver needle and pierced it into the tip of his middle finger. As concocted, five fingers, without exception.

The sharp pain made Jiang Wumian's left hand tremble slightly, because the silver needle sealed the internal force, and he couldn't get lucky, this kind of pain could only be resisted by himself.

A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on the corner of his forehead, reflecting Jiang Wumian's handsome and lifeless face becoming more and more gorgeous, pale and weak, and a little pity for no reason.

Jiang Wumian looked at Ye Qingwan, obviously with cold sweat on his forehead, but his voice was unwavering: "What did you put on the silver needle?" ”

"A poison that is compatible with cold food." has been foreshadowed for a long time, although Ye Qingwan knew that it would hurt, but he didn't expect it to hurt like this.

Did she overestimate Jiang Wumian's ability to endure? As he spoke, Ye Qingwan's left hand held his left hand, and his right hand held five silver needles at the same time, and he pulled out the silver needles slowly.

His fingertips were pointing down, and from his fingers, purple-black blood slowly flowed out, and Ye Qingwan held it in a golden vessel.

"Fighting poison with poison?" Jiang Wumian tilted his head, his gaze fell on his fingertips, watching the purple-black blood fall, and asked lightly.

"So to speak." Ye Qingwan said: "It's just a small part, but it's ......"

"What?" Jiang Wumian looked up at her. Ye Qingwan only said: "I'm going to consider changing the plan." "She wanted to be gentle.