She patted Xuan Yueqin's hand with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry, my mother will definitely help you make arrangements, and you can't disappoint your mother when the time comes." ”

"Don't worry, if it wasn't for His Royal Highness King Yu last time, Princess Tianhui would have demolished her a long time ago, how could she be allowed to escape again this time."

The mother and daughter looked at each other and smiled, and the smell of conspiracy slowly spread from the room......

In the dead of night, the palace of Hades is as quiet as night.

The palace has always been quiet, after Feng Nansi moved in, Feng Beilie did not allow anyone in the house to disturb Feng Nansi's rest, and when it was dusk, everyone washed up early.

Except for some people who were waiting in the room, the rest basically went to bed with their hands and feet.

"Miss, is this really okay?"

Yuan'er stretched out her head and watched Xuan Lishuang carefully mix the herbs little by little, she was really not sure that this pungent thing could help Mo Wushi wash off the prickly words on his body.

"According to the required ingredients and the records in the medical books, there is indeed nothing wrong with this, but if the refining is not pure, it may take two more times to completely eliminate it.

All the time, I'm afraid I'm going to make you hurt twice more, no problem, right? ”

"No problem."

Mo Wushi soaked early, only wrapped the bottom with a bath towel and walked out, lying on the bed and nervously grabbing the sheets.

He is not afraid of pain, but he is afraid that it will not work.

But since she said it, Mo Wushi believed that no matter how big the pain was, he would endure it.

After Xuan Lishuang was ready, he walked over with a special needle in his hand, and applied the potion first, and a scorching heat came, and Mo Wushi frowned slightly.

"Does it hurt? Do you want to take something you bite? ”

Mo Wushi shook his head and said, "No need, I can bear it." ”

"That's good."

Xuan Lishuang poured the potion into the needle little by little, and inserted it into his skin three inches densely one by one.

Injected into the dermis, but without touching his muscles.

Mo Wu's head was already sweating profusely in pain after a while, his throat choked, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Bear with me a little longer, and it will be fine for a while."

Xuan Lishuang helped him wipe the sweat off his head, and moistened the cloth with cold water to help him press the wound to relieve pain.

"Feeling better?"

"Yes."

"A little while."

Xuan Lishuang also sweated on her forehead, it was the first time she used such a primitive tool to wash off tattoos for others, she used to use modern tools, and she could do it in three or two clicks, which was not as labor-intensive as it is now.

After a stick of incense, Mo Wushi felt like he was going to faint several times.

Xuan Lishuang finally put down the needle in her hand, and she quickly wrapped the prepared anti-inflammatory medicine in gauze and wrapped it around him.

"Don't see water for a few days, wait for its scars to fall off, and then see if you need to move on to the next step."

"Good!"

Mo got up from the bed trembling all the time, his little face was as pale as paper, and even Yuan'er felt distressed when he saw it.

"What are you doing?"

Feng Beilie came in from outside the door, and when he saw Mo Wushi getting up from the bed and getting dressed, his brows furrowed, and a murderous aura came out.

Xuan Lishuang felt the anger, but she didn't know what this anger was about.

"How come the prince has time to come here, hasn't he been accompanying His Royal Highness King Rong these days."

"This is the Hades Palace, can't this king come?"

His eyes were cold, and his gaze was like a sword, turning into a blade as if he wanted to kill someone.

Yuan'er's legs trembled with fright, what can I do, Mo Wushi is a man even if he is a slave, and his identity can't be known to His Royal Highness, how should it be explained now!