The silver needle was dipped in the colorless and odorless potion in the bottle, and it pierced the acupuncture points on Mingyue's leg with great precision.

After the first stitch, the red cloud on Mingyue's face that had not had time to fade dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by a miserable white.

The silver needle pierced into the flesh, and he felt a sharp pain that he had not felt for a long time, no! To be precise, the pain was worse than anything he had ever felt before.

It was as if all the meridians in his legs were shattered, and a big hand grasped the broken meridians together under the flesh, kneading and pneading them, so that they could become a new and vivid meridian again.

This kind of pain is unbearable for any individual.

Mingyue's mouth opened silently, a bruise erupted on her neck, and even her eyes turned bright red.

Zuo Xingyan took advantage of the gap when he opened his mouth, and directly picked up a piece of soft cloth and stuffed it in, "This is just the beginning, bite!" ”

Mingyue obediently bit the soft cloth, and the fair skin on her neck turned red with pain.

"Second shot." Zuo Xing's face was expressionless, and he continued to administer the needle.

From time to time, there was a muffled snort in the room, as well as a brief reminder from Zuo Xingyan.

"Don't move."

"Relax."

"There are eight more stitches."

"Hold on, there are four stitches left."

Hearing these words, the two people at the door were a little puzzled.

Jing Beihan is wondering, does it hurt to prick the needle? I've never seen Liman's reaction so fierce before?

Mingyue shouldn't be as good as a woman, right?

And what Ah Pang thought was: What crime did Childe suffer in it? How could it hurt like this?

I feel sorry for my son!

Ah Pang cried in his heart, eager to rush in to share half of the pain for his son-in-law.

When all the silver needles were pierced, the torture did not end, but just began.

If the pain of each needle was a point before, then after all the needles were pricked, Mingyue felt the pain all over her legs.

It hurts like someone smashing your entire leg with a sledgehammer.

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, feeling his legs reborn from destruction.

The mattress under Mingyue was already soaked with his sweat, and the cloth towel that Ah Pang had prepared to wipe his sweat before couldn't wipe off the rain-like sweat at all.

Zuo Xingyan simply ignored him and picked up a cloth towel to wipe his hands.

"Wait for half an hour, survive this half hour, and you will have a new life." Zuo Xingyan was also very tired, and after saying this, she sat on the chair and rested.

Mingyue heard that there was still half an hour, and there was a burst of despair in his heart, and the pain in his legs kept coming to his brain, and he couldn't faint, so he could only try to distract himself by thinking about something else.

He remembered from his childhood, the humiliation he suffered in the Beirong royal family when he was a teenager, the forbearance and dormancy of those years, and the joy of finally going to the battlefield.

He thought of his countless military exploits, and wanted to return to Beirong to ask his father for a freedom for his mother's concubine.

But when he returned to Beirong with his great military exploits, all he saw was the broken and messy body of his mother.

They said that his mother had escaped from the palace without permission, had been captured by a group of nomadic tribes, had been humiliated, and her body had been dumped on the border with Beijung.

But the concubine had a problem in her left leg, how could she have the ability to escape from the palace and run to the territory of a nomadic tribe hundreds of miles away?

Did she run on her own, or was she thrown into a nomadic tribe?

Mingyue didn't know anymore, he only remembered that he was crazy and wanted to find out the murderer of his mother's concubine, but his father needed the support of the nomadic tribe.

In the eyes of his father, a woman is far less than a small piece of his territory.

Mingyue single-handedly entered the nomadic tribe, and after he tortured and killed several people, he finally asked the identity of the murderer.

After stabbing the dozen murderers who had insulted his mother, Mingyue was also caught by Beirong's soldiers and horses.

The emperor of Beirong was furious, but he didn't want to lose a brave and warlike prince like Mingyue, so he exiled Mingyue to the border and let him stay on the border for Beirong for the rest of his life.

It was after that Mingyue met Jing Beihan and her legs were wasted.

Emperor Beirong learned that Mingyue had become a wasted person, and gave up on him almost without hesitation.

Mingyue asked for an order to guard the mausoleum for his mother, but was told that his mother's concubine died so uncleanly, losing the face of the Beirong royal family, and she did not deserve to be buried in the imperial mausoleum.

Several princes of Beirong took turns to humiliate Mingyue, laughing at him as a prince born of a cheap maid, even if his mother didn't die like that, she didn't deserve to enter the imperial mausoleum.

The fourth prince even told Mingyue that before his mother's death, he was forced to sleep with him in order to find out the news of Mingyue on the battlefield......

The fourth prince described to Mingyue in such detail how lowly his mother served and pleased him.

Just to know the safety of his son on the battlefield......

Mingyue wanted to kill everyone, but his legs were wasted, and when he was sent back to Beirong at the beginning of the injury, he could have been saved, but several princes of Beirong deliberately delayed the journey, deliberately set up ambushes on the way, and even dragged the best imperial doctor in the palace, so that Mingyue's leg could no longer be saved.

Mingyue has completely become a wasted person, and in the hearts of several princes, there is no threat.

Only then can they humiliate him unscrupulously and trample on him, making him the laughing stock of the entire Beirong.

Mingyue survived with hatred, he wanted to avenge his mother's concubine, and the real murderer of his mother's concubine was not those dozen beasts at all, but the entire Beirong royal family!

With the help of Ah Pang and several old subordinates, Mingyue faked his death and escaped from the palace, and in the Yue Kingdom, he turned into a merchant Mingyue.

In the past few years, Mingyue has worked hard to cultivate his own power, and even the Beirong royal family has asked to do business with him, but he doesn't feel happy at all in his heart.

Inadequate! That's not enough! He wants to take everything from Beirong, destroy it again, and bury his mother and concubine!

Mingyue opened her eyes suddenly, and hatred gushed out from her eyes.

He must get back on his feet!

Zuo Xingyan felt the movement on the bed, and admired Mingyue's heart in her heart, she could still stay awake to the point of pain, even she might not be able to do it herself.

"The hour has come, and you are relieved." Zuo Xingyan got up and pulled out the silver needles one by one.

Mingyue exhaled lightly, quietly feeling the pain in her legs fade like a tide.

"You can't move tonight, tomorrow morning, I'll give you a massage with medicinal oil, and another needle in the afternoon, and you can start rehabilitation." Zuo Xingyan put away the needle bag and said.

Seeing Mingyue's suddenly tense body when she heard her say to prick it again, Zuo Xingyan couldn't help but chuckle, "Don't be afraid, it won't hurt so much tomorrow." ”

With that, she lifted her feet and left.

Mingyue turned her head sideways, looking at Zuo Xingyan's slender back, her eyes deep and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ah Pang outside the door was already ready to rush in to serve his son-in-law, and almost as soon as Zuo Xingyan came out, he passed by and went in.

Zuo Xingyan handed the things in his hand to Jing Beihan and stretched, "I'm tired, go back to sleep~"