Chapter 437: Just in Case

Feeling that poetry, Zhou Shen immediately turned over to look for it.

Jun Zilin immediately knew that it was her "chicken blood bubble" that caused the trouble.

When Zhou Shen turned over to look, Jun Zilin hugged him violently to distract him. Zhou Yan didn't know her purpose, and he was sluggish. At the same time, Jun Zilin hid the remaining chicken blood bubble skin.

But it also exposes that chicken blood.

Seeing a small paralysis and bloody wetness under him, Zhou Shen was simply surprised.

Jun Zilin immediately showed a look of surprise to show her innocence.

The beautiful atmosphere between the two was destroyed, and Zhou Shen took Jun Zilin to the bottom of the couch to check the blood himself, and found that it was not the smell of human blood.

So where does this blood come from? And what kind of blood?

How did it flow out, or was it under itself?

Zhou Yan looked at the blood, and then looked at Jun Zilin. Unexpectedly, his beloved concubine covered her mouth and nose with her little hands, looking frightened.

"Concubine, change your clothes and wash your combs."

Zhou Shen said, and then retracted the meaning of checking again, and took Jun Zilin to change clothes and freshen up as if nothing happened.

After freshening up, Zhou Shen went out, Jun Zilin saw that he didn't pursue it any further, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't check.

But Zhou Yan turned to call Yan Niang to him, "Concubine Ai seems to be in love with blood, but it's not human blood, what does this mean?" ”

This question immediately stumped Yan Niang.

But Zhou Yan's words were obviously not over, he continued, his handsome face even had a look of struggle, "Could it be that he is using blood to excuse the matter of husband and wife?" ”

When Jun Zilin saw the small paralyzed blood on the couch before, she showed timidity.

If Jun Zilin showed curiosity or all other expressions except fear, Zhou Yan said that he could believe it. But his concubine is a freak who can go to the cemetery to dig up corpses in the middle of the night and take human bones to study at night, how can he believe that his concubine will be afraid when she sees blood?

It's a joke!

can only explain one point, Jun Zilin is pretending.

Zhou Yan really wanted to know, what was his concubine pretending to be, and why was he pretending? What's the use of it?

"Say it quickly!"

After the inner struggle, King Jin was unwilling to be distressed alone, and he wanted to find someone to share. And Yan Niang became that person. He was distressed, and Yan Niang used it to share his distress for him.

Yan Niang was shocked by the prince's cold drink, and when she answered yes, she thought quickly.

But she really couldn't think about Jun Zilin.

And if you don't say something today...... I looked at the living Hades above. Yan Niang was shocked and couldn't open her eyes, so she could only make up nonsense.

This kind of nonsense is not groundless. It's fundamentally Yan Niang's life to know, learn, and even read some anecdotes in the book to explain, no matter what, let's fool this matter first. Otherwise, the living Hades will really kill!

"You'd better not deceive this king, otherwise this king won't pity the jade!"

Zhou Yansen's terrifying tone was like a thunderbolt on dry land, which scared Yan Niang enough.

After a while, Yan Niang took a deep breath, and after thinking about it, she said, "Lord Wang, please calm your anger, maybe there is one thing you may need to investigate before you can diagnose Niangniang's condition." ”

"What?"

"Niangniang is so afraid to be close to you, it is very likely that it is ......" Yan Niang paused when she said this, she naturally didn't dare to say anything else, but now there is a string in the air, and it is about to be strained. Was your first time with your mother、Was there any other accident? ”

"Huh?"

When Yan Niang heard Zhou Yan's voice, she was immediately overjoyed, and she guessed correctly! It seems to be talking about Zhou Ash's thoughts.

"You stand down."

Yan Niang wanted to say more to make her words more convincing. But Zhou Shen didn't ask, but waved his hand to let him retreat.

It felt like coming back from a ghost gate.

Yan Niang quickly went out and closed the door.

But Zhou Shen was silent in the room for a long time.

He thought of one thing, although his concubine had many admirers, like Han Gujin and others, it seemed that even Mu Hanbo coveted his concubine a little. But Zhou Shen knows Jun Zilin, except for the corpse thing in this world that can attract her, it is impossible for anything else.

Zhou Shen is confident in himself, don't say that he is overly conceited, in fact, compared with Mu Hanbo and others, he is still a little confident in becoming the king.

The concubine will not throw him, but throw herself into the arms of other men.

But this kind of thing, although unlikely, is also possible.

As Yan Niang said, their first time... Well, although it was very pleasant, but Aifei was unwilling.

When a person is at the mercy of drugs and is not sincere, it will inevitably leave a psychological shadow in the future.

Could it be that because of this incident, the concubine rejected her closeness to herself?

Zhou Shen thought of the packets of medicine he saw from Jun Zilin's toolbox.

When a person stumbles on something, he subconsciously builds a wall in his heart to resist another attack.

Zhou Ember was not all smooth sailing on the battlefield either. And as long as there is a failure, he will avoid defeat in the next battle, and strengthen his defense, so as not to step on the same again.

Aifei's situation may be the same as his.

So what now?

Is it to give the concubine time to recover, or to untie her heart knot?

Zhou Ember was in a dilemma and sat in the house for a long time before he came out.

Who knew that he went to eat, asked the next person, and actually said that the princess hadn't eaten yet!

Zhou Yan threw down his chopsticks as soon as he heard this, how long has it been since he entered the house, Jun Zilin actually didn't eat for such a long time!

What is she doing?

Jun Zilin sent Zhou Ember away, and she was busy with herself, she thought that after one night, her voice would be better, but who knew that not only was it not good, but it was already so painful that she couldn't hum her voice. Thinking of the appointment of one day, in fact, Zhou Yan is not so stingy, he can't beat the mandarin ducks! Jun Zilin herself has no confidence, but she knows that Zhou Shen is by no means a long-tongued woman, and he will not care more about the affairs of other people's men and women.

It's just that Jun Zilin feels uneasy in her heart that it is already terrible for Zhou Yan not to help, this matter is not safe, and she must need help.

At the moment, Jun Zilin doesn't care about anything else, but only calls Fluttershy and asks her to hurry up and decoction the medicine. At that time, as long as he can make a sound, Zhou Yan will be able to pass this level!

After that, Jun Zilin didn't go to the hall to eat, she went into her room by herself, took out the silver needle, and planned to prick the second needle. In addition, she remembered that the medicine book said in medicine, the Chinese herbs for treating the throat, and the method of applying needles.

Brush brush, brush, she took the pen to write down everything she remembered, just in case.

Although Jun Zilin has not formally and systematically studied Chinese medicine, she is proficient in Western medicine. The kung fu on her hands has not decreased, and when she pinched the silver needle to heal, she healed Zhou Ember well, and she felt okay and did not have stage fright.

Now, I have pricked myself with a needle. Jun Zilin shook her hand suddenly.

After the two silver needles pierced the Quchi acupoint on the neck and body, I felt the feeling of soreness, numbness, swelling and pain coming one after another.

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