The silver needle, which was more than a foot long, was easily pulled out by her.

But that Zhang Ruiyuan slept like a dead pig, and he didn't even react at all.

Fluttershy sees this and has time to cover her mouth. I saw the young lady put the silver needle back into the medical box. Only then did she understand why Miss ran away with the medicine box last night, and finally Mama Song and the others took it back, why did she return and hold Zhang Gongzi.

It turned out to be for this silver needle!

One of her hearts is about to reach her throat, and she clutches Miss's sleeve as Fluttershy cries. What does the silver needle do, pierced on Zhang Gongzi's body, what is this for.

Jun Zilin smiled evilly, her keen apricot eyes filled with clear and brilliant light. He reached out and touched Fluttershy's face, smiling wildly, "Butterfly, let's go." Don't stay for dinner. ”

She is not interested in waiting for Zhang Ruiyuan, a scumbag.

The door creaked open, and Mama Song and the others immediately opened their eyes when they heard the sound. Seeing that the boy on the couch was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way back, Fluttershy asked, puzzled, "Why didn't the silver needle get into it, but Zhang Gongzi didn't react?" ”

Jun Zilin smiles, knowing that Fluttershy is a layman, and she sees herself as a layman as well.

Silver acupuncture points are different from the intravenous drips of Western medicine.

As long as the acupuncture point is pricked, you can feel the feeling of soreness and numbness, but there is no pain.

Zhang Ruiyuan was hungry for a few days, and he ate a full meal, and slept like a dead pig early. The silver needles were so accurate that he felt soreness and discomfort at most, but as for the pain, it was impossible. The silver needle stayed in it for a few hours, and I don't know if it has any effect?

Jun Zilin decided that she couldn't live up to this trip, and when the time came, she would see if this Zhang Ruiyuan could still be humane.

At noon, Jun Zilin, who hastily eats something, leaves the yard with Fluttershy.

I don't know if it's deliberate or what, the food here doesn't taste half delicious, and it can't even compare to the food in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Jun Zilin couldn't eat it, so she hastily cushioned her stomach. He was then admitted to the hospital.

Similar to what she imagined, Zhang Ruiyuan was using a meal, supported by a little maid, walking around in this courtyard. His body was obviously not well, and he walked swayingly. It seems that this punishment has left a deep wound on him?

Thinking of the tea house, his work with Fu Ayacui, the kind of medicine that is placed in the air, as long as it is inhaled into the lungs, it will have an effect. But in the same way, if it can be completely neutralized, the body will be weak and wilted. At that time, Zhang Ruiyuan did it, but because Jing Zhaoyin went, he was forced to stop halfway. The body is not satisfied, and he is punished when he comes back, even if Zhang Ruiyuan knows how to work hard, this is not iron.

Feet on the green grass, there is a sound of rustling.

Zhang Ruiyuan was walking in the garden, enjoying this rare quiet and quiet afternoon.

Suddenly, when I heard this, I immediately looked back.

I saw two women walking towards this side, the one in front of the head was wearing a pink Xiaying yarn baishui skirt, with sharp apricot eyes, pink cheeks and beautiful faces, and she was very beautiful. And the older woman beside her, wearing a maid's suit, followed closely and never left.

Zhang Ruiyuan saw the apricot-eyed woman, and when he lowered his eyes, his loose momentum became extremely sharp and arrogant in the blink of an eye. He didn't even want to speak, so he walked away with his hands in his hands, and walked into the house with his back to Jun Zilin.

"Presumptuous, you bold minions, why don't you hurry up and help your son?!"

Jun Zilin immediately roared loudly in the back, and yelled in a cold tone!

It's a pity that Zhang Ruiyuan's people didn't put her words in their ears at all, and walked to the house with the owner on the spot. "Fluttershy, up!"

Jun Zilin turned her head and glanced at the girl beside her, her apricot eyes were fierce.

Fluttershy knew that Miss must have the intention of torturing Zhang Ruiyuan. Although she is also resentful in her heart, but now this is the Guogong Mansion, and Miss has pierced the silver needle into Zhang Gongzi's yesterday... Now in front of this sober person, no matter how reckless he is, how can he be born when he is found to have a clue?

Under Jun Zilin's pressured gaze, Fluttershy stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Ruiyuan's cuffs with both hands, making a gesture to help him.

"Slut!"

Zhang Ruiyuan saw that Fluttershy's claws had fallen on his white robe, and he only felt extremely dirty.

Screams and shakes Fluttershy away. Unexpectedly, this body is indeed weak, and after shaking off Fluttershy, he sways a little, and the little guy next to him comes up to help him, so that he doesn't fall.

At this time, Jun Zilin had already walked up to him and looked at Zhang Ruiyuan with a smile, "Zhang Gongzi is really good-natured, knowing that he did a disgusting thing in front of the people in the imperial capital in the tea house, this is because he is afraid that his dirty body will stain others, you really know yourself!" ”

At the mention of that incident, Zhang Ruiyuan's chest rose and fell violently, he exhaled angrily, and his fists were clenched. He pursed his lips, said nothing, and walked into the room.

A punch hit the cotton, Jun Zilin whispered.

Since the fist can't be pierced, then you can only use the spike.

Stepping up, Jun Zilin follows the room, and Fluttershy can't stop it.

When she walked to the steps, Jun Zilin suddenly struck out and grabbed the corner of Zhang Ruiyuan's clothes, who had already taken precautions and waved his arm to split her. After a move on the steps, Zhang Ruiyuan gasped, and couldn't help but look at the apricot-eyed girl behind him with wide eyes.

"Hehe, I came to help you with good intentions, why was I slapped by you instead?"

Jun Zilin smiled lightly and stroked her split arm, it hurt, but Zhang Ruiyuan was weak and couldn't exert his strength, but fortunately it didn't break.

As he spoke, seeing Zhang Ruiyuan distracted, Jun Zilin suddenly kicked his ass and grunted.

Zhang Gongzi fell from the steps gorgeously.

"Childe!"

"Shizi!"

The grandmother and the little maid who were waiting around were so frightened that they hurried to come to the rescue.

Zhang Ruiyuan doesn't like to be too close to others, because these subordinates don't follow him every step of the way. This gave Jun Zilin a chance.

Seeing that he was helped up by his subordinates, Jun Zilin bit her lip lightly, and said apologetically and helplessly with her apricot eyes, "Why are you still called 'Shizi'." Isn't the lord of this world abolished by the emperor? If this matter spreads today, I still think that the Guogong Mansion has objections to the emperor's move, and it will not be good if it angers the emperor! ”

The slaves who were called "Shizi" before were shocked when they heard this.

They saw that Gongzi was kicked down by Jun Zilin, and they were originally complaining, but who knew that they were actually sentenced, and they closed their mouths on the spot one by one.

"Help Ben Gongzi to get up!"

Zhang Ruiyuan's fall is really a bit serious.

When he was out of his mind, he was attacked by Jun Zilin, fell from the steps, landed on his shoulder, and fell to the hard stone steps with his legs, which hurt.

Jun Zilin smiled and watched Zhang Ruiyuan being helped up by the subordinates, she gently softened her arm that had just been chopped, and her apricot eyes looked at Zhang Ruiyuan's cracked teeth and mouth pleasantly, bursting out with fierce eyes. She then commanded the servants, "You sloths! Don't you know how to get a chair? Now Childe's body is weak, don't go quickly! I want a chair that can be pushed! Hurry up! ”

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