Princess Qianqian shook her head: Thank you, I'm not hungry.

"It hurts to pull out stupid tendons, and it's been a long time...... I can't guarantee a success, if not, this baked potato will be your last meal before your death. ”

The white-robed Langjun was startled and wanted to ask the reason, but saw Princess Qianqian carefully pick up the baked potatoes in the broken bowl and eat them seriously.

She ate very quickly, but there was no waste at all, and she didn't even have time to peel off the skin of the potatoes, and a baked potato was eaten by Princess Qianqian.

After eating, Princess Qianqian turned her head and asked the white-robed Langjun: What is your name?

"Nan Rong Ningzhi"

Princess Qianqian thought of the "hundred rooms in the good room" in the "hundred rooms of the woman and the son of the peace", the meaning of pleasure, Princess Qianqian also hoped that her people could be the hundred rooms of the woman and the child, but she not only did not let them stop, but sent them to the end, thinking of this, a tear fell in her eyes, and thought that the surname of Nanrong is very rare in Hengguo, and the famous Nanrong clan she knows is only the name of the household Shangshu Nanrong, so she asked: Lang Jun is the son of Nanrong Shangshu?

"It's Wechen"

"The son of a family like no other in the world, why do you want to be a secret guard who doesn't see the light of day?"

"Princess, the secret guard who holds the gold medal of Hengguo's Yingzhao is a second-grade official" Yingzhao is the national beast of Hengguo.

"But your father is a first-class official, how can you be willing to be a second-class official?"

"If it's just the princess's secret guard, then I'll be willing"

Princess Qianqian was startled and knocked over the blue porcelain bowl on the bamboo table to the ground.

The old woman coughed, interrupting the ambiguous breath in the air.

"You are my secret guard, can you listen to my summons?"

"But at the Princess's Command"

"You, get out of here now"

"It's hard for a minister to obey his fate."

"Then turn your back, and whatever you hear or see, do not turn around, and if you do not answer this request, then stab me to death with a sword, instantly."

"Obedience"

Princess Qianqian took a deep breath: Senior, please start

Princess Qianqian loosened the back collar, took off her clothes, revealing her slender neck, she lay on the bamboo table, and asked the old woman to pull out the stupid tendon in the Fengfu cave for her, and the old woman said that she couldn't use hemp to boil, otherwise the stupid tendon would run.

It hurts to pick the stupid tendons, so the old woman found a short stick and let her bite it.

Ning Zhi saw that the old woman took out a thin silver needle with a hook, and roasted it red on the candle flame, and immediately began to pick the back of the princess's neck after the red receded.

The princess did not scream, but her hand almost cut off the bamboo table, her fingers pierced into the bamboo scorn, and the blood fell from her fingertips drop by drop, but she continued to pinch forward unconsciously.

The stick was gargled by the princess's bite, and the blood in her palm had soaked her veil sleeves, and she would rather force herself to be calm, which would be extremely evil to disturb the person who gave the needle.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ning Zhi saw the old woman pick out a white silk thread from the princess's Fengfu hole, as thin as the thread used to sew clothes, she was still slowly picking out, the sweat on her forehead and the sweat on her back soaked the old woman into sweat, she was very nervous, it seemed to be more nervous than Ning Zhi, Ning Zhi suddenly heard a scream, rushed over, only to find that this scream was not from the princess, but from the stupid tendon on the old woman's silver needle, but its cry was exactly the same as the princess's cry, which scared Ning Zhi a lot, I saw that the stupid tendon burned on the candle flame, burned black, and finally burned to ashes.

The old woman saw that the stupid tendon was burned to ashes, so she relaxed, sat on the ground and gasped for breath, as if she had not breathed for many years.

And the princess bit the stick, and passed out in pain.