"What is Miss Yan thinking? In order not to waste time, please Miss Yan hurry up. Mama Gui urged on the side.

"Don't worry, I suddenly feel a little thirsty, drink a glass of water first."

Yan Qingcheng casually made an excuse to leave the bookcase, but as soon as she moved, the subordinates who were originally standing around the room surrounded her, forming a circle and surrounding her in the middle.

Yan Qingcheng's face turned cold.

"What does this mean? Didn't you even let Miss Ben drink a sip of water? ”

"Miss Yan misunderstood, even if you borrow ten more guts, the slaves and maids don't dare not let you drink water, but how can you do it yourself for such a trivial matter as pouring water, you just need to scream, and someone will send the water over." Mama Gui smiled maliciously.

Yan Qingcheng sat back in his position with a calm face, and made a way in front of him, and there was really a maid who carried water to her with an expressionless face.

"Miss Yan use it slowly."

Yan Qingcheng's hand on her lap tightened, her current force value could not guarantee that she would run out of the encirclement of so many subordinates unharmed, and even if she could run out of this house, there might be more people waiting for her outside.

This is the queen's chassis, even if she has wings, she can't leave unscathed, this posture, she is afraid that she can only accept her fate......

It's just that the queen dared to treat her like this after knowing that she was already a disciple of the ghost doctor, wasn't she afraid that the ghost doctor would be angry? Even the emperor wants to be a hospitable person, but the queen dares to be so contemptuous, she is really not afraid that the ghost doctor will make trouble, and the emperor will punish her?

Also, her grandfather is coming back, her grandfather is famous for protecting his shortcomings, and the queen is not afraid that she will cry when the time comes, and her grandfather will come to the palace to complain to the emperor?

Yan Qingcheng's mind is turning.

"Miss Yan, let's do it, don't ask the old slave to urge me again and again, delay the queen's mother's affairs, and the mother will be punished."

Mama Gui's voice was like a talisman, repeating in Yan Chengcheng's ear.

"Mama Gui, are you sure that all this is the arrangement of the queen mother?" Yan Qingcheng's eyes were filled with endless coldness, and he stabbed Mama Gui directly.

Being stared at with such eyes, Mama Gui actually lost her mind for a moment, and even felt a little scared, but she reacted in a blink of an eye.

The current Yan Chengcheng is just a turtle in an urn, what is she afraid of?

"Yes, the old slave is sure that this is the will of the queen."

"Good." Yan Qingcheng pulled the corners of his mouth, looked deeply at the hanging brush, and his eyes were filled with murderous aura.

She made a note of today's events, how long had it been since she had been humiliated like this as an agent? Although it's not the same world anymore, she is still Yan Chengcheng! She can't suffer such a grievance in vain, and she will definitely repay this revenge twice.

Yan Tingcheng took a deep breath, stretched out her white fingers to pinch the brush, only hesitated for a moment, she put on the most standard posture, and at the same time, the silver needles poked into Yan Tingcheng's fingers without accident.

It is said that ten fingers are connected to the hand, and the injury on this finger is several times stronger than the pain in other places.

Yan Qingcheng frowned slightly, this body was so delicate, the silver needle entered her fingers almost unhindered, and a trace of blood overflowed along the silver needle.

Mama Gui's smiling face on the side gradually distorted.

"It seems that Miss Yan is quite accustomed to this brush, and the mother instructed Miss Yan to change a brush every time she writes a page, and these pens are used in turn."

Yan Qingcheng pursed her lips, this is because she is afraid that she will not be in pain enough, so she should repeat it back and forth several times?

The other hand that did not hold the pen tightened again, and the joints began to turn white, Yan Qingcheng took a deep breath, did not speak, and directly picked up the pen and began to write.

Although it is said that writing is the wrist is forced, but the brush will also be forced, and once it is forced, it will be pulled, which means that the silver needle will be pulled, and this stirring pain will hit the nerves.

Before that, Yan Qingcheng would not blink her eyes at this level of torture, but after changing her body, even her nerves were much more sensitive, so she already felt very painful, and her hands were trembling slightly.

Yan Qingcheng forcibly endured and finished writing a page, and at this time there was already a lot of blood flowing down the pen, leaving pools of blood on the paper, although it was not much, but the whole half of the paper looked a little terrible.

Not to mention that this is just the beginning...... Blood is still flowing, and the words that come out are not just ink, but ink mixed with blood.

"Miss Yan's words are really worthy of her reputation, delicate and powerful, I'm afraid that the entire imperial capital can't find a more powerful lady than Miss Yan, it's a page, please change Miss Yan's pen." Mama Gui was afraid that Yan Qingcheng would not be tortured enough, so she reminded with a smile.

The corners of Yan Tingcheng's mouth pulled up a wicked smile, and his eyes looked at Mama Gui with a somewhat gloomy look, this dog minion, is it really online?

Mama Gui was stared at by Yan Chengcheng very weakly, and subconsciously took two steps back.

So intimidating? Yan Qingcheng retracted her gaze lightly, feeling a little bored, she easily opened the pen in her hand, and saw the silver needle coming out of her fingers, still with blood, and the smile on the corner of her mouth became a little cruel.

This blood can't be shed in vain......

Putting on a pen again and experiencing the pain of being pricked by a needle again, Yan Qingcheng's face had begun to turn white.

After writing five pages like this, Yan Tingcheng's mouth was almost bloodless, fine sweat appeared on his forehead, his left hand trembled uncontrollably every time he exerted force, and the words in his pen were almost invisible, almost completely red.

Yan Qingcheng pursed her lips tightly, if she continued like this, I am afraid that it would not take ten pages to make her faint due to excessive blood loss.

……

After another four Buddhist scriptures, Yan Qingcheng's mouth has no trace of blood, white and scary, and there are bursts of blackening in front of him, the words in the pen are crooked, and it is almost impossible to tell what the words are, plus the blood beads keep dripping down, leaving a puddle of marks on the paper in an instant, and even the words that have just been written are inevitably implicated and confused.

Yan Tingcheng shook her head, and the excessive loss of blood caused her to be a little unconscious now, and everything she saw was paste, and she was shaking non-stop.

"Miss Yan's is not good, I can't see what the words are, how can I still use it? The queen must have been very dissatisfied when she saw it, so she bothered Miss Yan to copy the page again. ”

Mama Gui stretched out her hand and picked up the piece of paper that was full of blood and couldn't see the words, and shook it in front of Yan Qingcheng's eyes.

Yan Qingcheng blinked, stood up with her hands on the tabletop, her body was a little unstable, but it did not prevent her from releasing the murderous aura in her heart, she was still holding a brush full of silver needles in her hand, with just one movement, she could make the old dog in front of her leave this world forever.