Yun Ruyue pinched the golden needle and walked to Yu Chong.

"Lord Yuan, you also know about acupuncture points, you are watching from the side, lest others say that I release water."

"Yes......"

Lu Zhengde stood obediently beside Yun Ruyue, lowering his eyes, looking deferential, but he couldn't stop muttering in his heart.

Yu Chong kicked the iron plate now.

Although Yun Ruyue looks kind on the surface, she has many means.

"I'm watching from the side, isn't it?"

"The national teacher is at will." Yun Ruyue glanced at Qing Zhong and looked at Yu Chong.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what do you want to bite?"

Yu Chong snorted and looked at the woman in front of him with disdain.

"Not necessarily."

How much does it hurt to prick a golden needle?

When he was tortured, he stabbed him in the street with a sword, but he didn't scream.

Yun Ruyue was not polite to him, squatted down, and the jade fingers walked on his calves, looking for acupuncture points.

Her fingertips were soft and slightly cool, and she scratched around Yu Chong's calves, as if the down feathers were gently touching Yu Chong's heart, making him feel a little strange.

Yu Chong's eyebrows furrowed, and he lowered his eyes to the woman in front of him.

The woman who was once abandoned by him and disdained to marry her, this is the second time he has looked at her squarely.

The last time was in the dungeon, and the light was dim, so I couldn't really see it.

Now it's so close, the light is bright, and I finally see it clearly.

The woman's lips are red and her teeth are white, her skin is like cream, and there are not many precious jewelry on her body to match, just like jade beads in the East China Sea, exuding radiant brilliance.

is not eye-catching or unassuming, but she can be noticed.

And it's hard to look away.

The torturer watched this scene from the side, the light in his eyes dimmed, and the five fingers on the armrest slowly retracted.

Yu Chong didn't realize that he was stunned when he looked at Yun Ruyue, and when he saw her bare movements, a sharp tingling sensation rushed to his mind.

"Ahh

Yu Chong was unprepared and screamed miserably in the main hall.

The sound was poignant and deafening.

Not only the ministers left and right, but even the emperor on the seat felt a little embarrassed, raised his hand and half-hid his face, frowning at his son.

Yun Ruyue raised her head and glanced at Yu Chong with disdain, and pulled out the golden needle in her hand.

Standing up, she said with a slight sneer, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has a good voice. ”

The pain in his leg did not subside for a long time, but Yu Chong gritted his teeth and did not dare to speak again.

His eyes stared at Yun Ruyue with resentment, and his face turned red and purple.

Yun Ruyue ignored him and looked back at everyone.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sacrificed himself for the experiment, whether the needle hurts or not, everyone must have already counted it."

The ministers nodded again and again, and Yun Ruyue looked at Lu Zhengde and Qingzhong.

"The position of the needle just now, presumably the two of you have seen it clearly, and next, I will be in the same position to give the king of Youwang a needle."

Neither Qingzhong nor Lu Zhengde had any objections, and turned sideways to get out of the way.

Yun Ruyue walked in front of the torturer and squatted down.

Finding the acupuncture points, she raised her head and said to the torturer, "Lord Wang, I'm going to start." ”

The acupuncture points she pierced, there was no difference of half a point, it was really painful.

But this pain is still a little worse than the original bone cutting and healing.

Others couldn't help it, but Yun Ruyue believed that he would be able to endure the torture night.

"Hmm."

The torturer Ye replied lightly and watched her start to needle.

His gaze swept over her eyebrows, to her shoulders, her neck, her fingers......

There was no trace of disguise, none of them were the same as that Yun Ruyue, but she exuded an aura that made him extremely fascinated at the beginning.

The heart, which had gradually fallen silent because of hatred, gradually regained a little vitality at this moment because of the familiar breath.

Yun Ruyue didn't notice his blazing gaze, pinched the golden needle in his hand, and pierced it towards the acupuncture point.

The golden needle was halfway under the skin, and everyone stretched their necks to stare at the night of the torturer.

Indifferent and waveless, like a pool of green lotus in the quiet lake, not moving at all.

"It seems that the legs of the Ghost King are really still crippled." Aozhong said.

Waiting for his words, Yun Ruyue took out the golden needle and got up.

Suddenly, Qingzhong, who was standing beside him, suddenly moved his wrist, and a silver needle ejected from his fingertips, hitting the same acupuncture point on the other leg of the night!

Yun Ruyue's heart suddenly hung in her heart, but it was too late to stop it.

She said to the torturer that she would start the night to make him mentally prepared.

But for this kind of unprepared pain, a normal person will show a little flaw.

Just when she thought it was bad, her mind was spinning.

The torturer glanced coldly at the extra silver needle on his leg, and lifted his eyelids to look at Qingzhong.

"It seems that the national teacher is old, and he can't catch the needle, so he fell on this king."

Qing Zhong smiled and stepped forward to pull the silver needle away.

"I'm really sorry, Fang Cai's hands trembled for a while, and somehow, the silver needle flew out, fortunately, the Youwang had no sense in his legs, otherwise this seat really deserves death, and he will be charged with attacking the prince."

Yun Ruyue breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and saw a fine cold sweat on the forehead of the torture general, and turned around without a trace, blocking him behind him, covering everyone's sight, and pointing the finger at Yu Chong.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, my husband's legs have still not regained consciousness, dare to ask how to break into the elite training camp alone?"

The matter brought up by Yu Chong was originally wanted to be resolved privately by a few people, even if the torturer was in trouble at night, it could make his father a big matter and a small matter.

But I didn't expect this kid Qi Cang to come with a group of ministers, this is not something that can be digested internally.

Yun Ruyue saw that he couldn't answer, so she turned her head to look at the emperor.

"Dare to ask the emperor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no evidence, suspects others at will, or is it a prince of a country, how should this matter be handled?"

The emperor was angry and angry right now.

The prince he personally set up was such a waste, and he was planted twice in the hands of the torturer night!

Also deprived of the rights of the vassal king?

After his death, the crown prince succeeded to the throne, but I am afraid that it will not be long before he becomes a puppet emperor.

"Come on, take the prince out, and hit the thirty boards! Order, capture the thieves behind the endangerment of Youwang's Mansion as soon as possible! Scatter the dynasty! ”

The emperor slapped the armrest of the dragon chair and got up, and left angrily.

The pain in Yu Chong's leg had not subsided, and he was dragged out by the palace people with his arms and played the board in public.

This time he didn't dare to shout again.

Because the deafening scream just now was shameful enough.

The corners of Yun Ruyue's mouth hooked up a smile and turned away.

As soon as he turned around, he looked at the night of the torturer.

Seeing that he staggered his gaze in a panic, Yun Ruyue showed a touch of meaning, leaned over to his ear, and lowered his voice.

"Why is the prince peeking at me?"

Her breath was like an orchid, and her breath was warm, but the tips of the tortured night's ears were scarlet.

The torturer snorted and made a handsome face.

"This king is looking at Qi Cang, don't be sentimental."

Yun Ruyue didn't care what he said at all, and when she saw the tips of his ears that were gradually reddening, she reached out and pinched them.

"Oops, why are the prince's ears red?"