Xue Wei came in from outside, and the prince told him to go to the outer courtyard to get a mattress.

Jun Zilin only thought that the prince wanted to lay the brocade mattress, and didn't care.

It's just that when she wanted to apply the needle, Xuewei didn't speak, only a silent cold eye!

If this look was a knife, Jun Zilin would not be surprised that he would be cut off a piece of flesh by him, and it would be bloody.

What's wrong with this Snowguard. He didn't like himself that much before, but he wasn't as much as he is now. Jun Zilin held the silver needle in her hand, and couldn't help but reflect again, did she kill Xuewei's entire family, otherwise why would this guy be like seeing an enemy when he came?

Laying the brocade mattress for the prince, Xue Wei stood aside coldly, without saying a word, his eyes were closely watched.

Jun Zilin: "......"

The first silver needle was pierced, and the prince did not move, not even a facial expression.

But Xuewei's tense body jumped down suddenly, gritting his teeth fiercely!

Jun Zilin was inexplicable for a while, looking at Xue Wei head-on. If it weren't for the fact that she was pressing on the prince's body at the moment, she would not be surprised to wonder if she had pricked the needle on Xuewei's body, what was his pain?! Didn't stab him again!

After the second silver needle pierced into the Huiyang acupoint, I only saw the body of the prince lying on his side, trembling uncontrollably. Jun Zilin did not doubt him, but Xue Wei, who was standing beside him, snapped, and the teacup in his hand turned into powder.

Jun Zilin: "......"

still remembers that when the prince ran to the Dingguo Mansion, he pricked him with a needle in public. Xue Wei was next to him, his face full of hope. But now, Jun Zilin looked at Xue Wei's face again, it was really like killing his whole family.

"Ahem. Xuewei, why don't you step back first? Jun Zilin really can't stand it, and there is always an inexplicable feeling of unease in her heart.

If it is placed on the autopsy, even if there are thousands of troops around her, she may not have half a side eye. But now, who made her a new golden finger, and she wants to be the world's first magic needle, it's difficult. She is in the initial stage, and she has to continue to exercise.

"My subordinates stay here and can help Miss Yujun." Piergeons grimaced and replied stiffly.

"But why do I think that I can't concentrate anymore when you're here?" Jun Zilin raised her eyebrows, this Xuewei is a burning volcano that is about to erupt, so she doesn't think he has a positive effect.

Xue Wei said strongly, "That's Miss Jun, you are not good at learning ...... yourself."

"Bow stand down."

Without waiting for Xue Wei to finish speaking, the prince on the couch ordered.

"You, master!" Xue Wei struggled, looking embarrassed, his eyes almost spewing fire, wanting to burn Jun Zilin.

"Stand down."

King Jin finally said, with a warning in his voice.

Xue Wei had no choice but to retreat, but before leaving, he glared at Jun Zilin viciously, and that look seemed to be about to eat her alive.

Jun Zilin is very innocent, but she doesn't want to delve into it either. The most important thing now is to heal King Jin's injuries, and there can be no longer delays. She would love to see him wield his spear!

The corners of her mouth curled, and she pricked the needle again seriously.

The snow guard stood guard outside the door, not so much guarding as suffering on the fire. He walked back and forth at the gate of the courtyard, stomping his feet from time to time. After a long sigh, he got up again, and then hammered twice at a half-man-tall lion beside him. His hands were stained with blood, and he was still unwilling, and he had to hammer again!

But a pale cyan figure suddenly appeared next to him, and he was stunned, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Fluttershy looking over suspiciously, "Lord Snowguard, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Humph!"

Xue Wei snorted coldly, tucked his injured hand in his cuffs, glanced at him, and turned to leave.

"He's so strange, what's going on?" Fluttershy purses her lips, her eyebrows pondering.

It was almost dusk, Jun Zilin cleaned her hands and instructed a few words. He put the silver needle back into the box and checked King Jin's leg again. Seeing that he fell asleep with his eyes closed, he gently covered the brocade quilt before withdrawing.

There were four food boxes in the carriage, which contained all kinds of pastries and meals made by Chef Lin, all of which were arranged by Zhou Yan.

When Jun Zilin saw so much food, she was refreshed on the spot, thinking that the person who knew her heart best in this world was still the prince of Jin! is about to leave the palace, and she is still a little reluctant. Chef Lin is one, and she still remembers the treasures she left behind in this palace.

Last time, Fu Baixiu personally brought a gift and came to invite her back.

Those treasures were all transferred to him by Zhou Yan. But Jun Zilin couldn't bring it back, and those treasures are still in the Jin Palace.

"Well, when will you get all the things back?" Jun Zilin muttered, thinking that she would clean up the General's Mansion by herself, so she asked for those treasures and put them in her own mansion. And then the huge general's mansion is all hers, and everything in it is also hers!

Thinking about her new life in the future, Jun Zilin is full of hope again.

The carriage rushed back to the imperial capital from the suburbs, and when passing by Qinghe Tower, Jun Zilin asked the coachman to stop. "Miss wants to go in for dinner?" Fluttershy is puzzled as she looks at the four full food boxes in the carriage, enough for Miss to eat for four or five days.

Jun Zilin shook her head and only said, "Go and inquire, so as not to be deceived!" ”

Before Fluttershy realizes what is going on, the young lady gets out of the carriage and heads straight for the Celebration Tower.

followed the young lady into Qinghe Building, and found the shopkeeper all the way, and then found the chef.

Chef Lin used to cook here, but after being poached by King Jin, he was replaced by a middle-aged man with a tall horse in charge of the kitchen. Although the food that came out was comparable to Chef Lin's level. But the style of the two is very different. is used to eating Chef Lin's food, and he is generally not used to eating this chef.

Here, Jun Zilin asked something about Chef Lin.

Now her relationship with King Jin is also very good. Even Fluttershy thinks that if Miss really asks His Royal Highness the King of Jin to know, it will hurt the friendship between the two parties.

After that, the master and servant got an answer, knowing that Chef Lin was in charge of the kitchen very rarely, that is, in this Qinghe Building, she was also in charge of the kitchen once every three days. The rest of the time is all rest. It's not that she has a big shelf, but that she is old, and she is very tired after cooking for a day, not to mention that she does any ingredients and ingredients herself.

Hearing this, Jun Zilin couldn't help but recall that during the time she lived in the Jin Palace, Chef Lin had to cook every day, although she didn't cook much, but she must have cooked for an existence like the Jin Palace, and every detail had to be taken into account.

It seems that as soon as she left, Her Royal Highness gave her leave, and then Chef Lin was able to rest.

Jun Zilin figured this out, and couldn't help but groan and went back to the carriage, even the shopkeeper invited her to eat here.

Anyway, it's not my favorite meal, so it's not interesting to stay.

It is said that I have known King Jin for a long time, although I am also familiar with it. But Jun Zilin was especially vigilant in her heart, especially against King Jin. After all, she and Zhou Ember once had the beginning of mutual defense. Even if it's better now, I can't get rid of that shadow in my heart. It was subconscious that he ran to ask to make sure that Zhou Ember was not lying.

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