The first thousand and thirty-six chapters have little effect
Mu Jianping felt scared and shy, so he had to close his eyes and act like an ostrich.
Although when she was in the Qing palace, Murong Fu had taken advantage of her a lot and even slept in the same room. She had long recognized this man in her heart, but when the real thing came, she still felt a little confused about the future.
Uncertainty and fear.
After Murong Fu put the bathtub away, he turned around and came to Mu Jianping's side. He saw her eyes closed tightly, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, with a look of fear and uneasiness. He couldn't help but feel soft in his heart and said warmly, "Ping'er, Murong
Big brother will love you forever, can you be my little wife for the rest of your life?"
Mu Jianping was startled when he heard this, his brows gradually relaxed, he opened his eyes, looked at Murong Fu steadily, nodded slightly, "Okay."
Murong Fu looked slightly happy, but immediately asked teasingly, "Then I will take off your clothes now, do you agree?"
Mu Jianping's face was on fire. He couldn't say anything in agreement, and he didn't know how to refuse. He closed his eyes again and pretended not to hear.
"You agreed without saying anything, so I'll take it off?" Murong Fu said while reaching out to unbutton her clothes.
Mu Jianping's body trembled slightly, and his exposed skin was covered with a layer of blush.
Of course, Murong Fu was teasing her so much, but in fact he didn't have much thought, because as he moved, Mu Jianping was enduring great pain all the time. It was too late for him to feel distressed, so he had no time to think about other things.
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Murong Fu soon stripped her of all her clothes. Her body was stained with blood and stains. She was not very beautiful at all, but she had a really good figure. She was usually wrapped up tightly. I didn't know she was so good.
Murong Fu glanced at it for a few moments, then immediately used his strength to lift Mu Jianping up in the air and slowly put him into the bathtub.
Then he pressed his palms on the edge of the wooden barrel, and the hot water in the barrel began to slowly rotate, washing away the dirt on Mu Jianping's body.
After about a stick of incense had passed, Murong Fu found a piece of cloth from nowhere, gently scrubbed Mu Jianping's smooth back, and asked with a smile, "Ping'er, if there is anything unclean, I'll wash it for you right away."
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At this moment, the steam in the bucket was steaming, and the shyness in Mu Jianping's heart had eased a lot. Moreover, after such a long time, everything that can be seen has been seen, and everything that can be touched has been touched. No matter how shy he is, he should have become numb.
, hearing this question, he replied in a low voice, "There is no more Brother Murong."
"Really? I think that area was not cleaned just now, why don't we wash it again?" Murong Fu couldn't help but joked.
Mu Jianping was so shy that she said angrily, "Brother Murong obviously just wants to take advantage of me, and he still makes so many excuses. It's so bad."
Murong Fu laughed and said, "Is Ping'er willing to let Brother Murong take advantage?"
Mu Jianping felt shy in his heart, but he still mustered up the courage to say, "Brother Murong has taken advantage of Ping'er. In the future... I will let him take it too. I'm afraid that one day he will get tired of it and don't want to take advantage of it."
Already."
Murong Fu knew that it was the first time for her to be honest with a man, and she was inevitably worried about gain and loss. He immediately said, half jokingly and half seriously, "Ping'er has such a beautiful body, even if she has her for a lifetime, she won't be enough."
Mu Jianping felt ashamed and happy in his heart, and said in a faint voice, "Then brother can take advantage of it as much as he wants."
Murong Fu teased her while helping her clean her body. After nearly an hour, he took her out of the bathtub. Naturally, he couldn't help but feast his eyes on her. But in her current condition, Murong Fu couldn't do anything even if he wanted to.
, my heart felt like a cat's paw, itching terribly.
Then Murong Fu put his own clothes on her, washed her original clothes again, and dried them with his internal force.
After all this work, the two of them continued to practice the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. In Mu Jianping's current state, he could only move if he stepped up to the second level.
In the blink of an eye, another day and night passed. In the cell, Murong Fu was meditating and regulating his breath. Mu Jianping was lying on the ground, with a layer of pale golden light covering his body. His face was pale, and he was clearly enduring great pain.
Suddenly, Mu Jianping groaned in pain, and Mu Jianping couldn't help but cry out. Then the golden light on his body faded like a tide, and his whole body gradually returned to normal.
"Ping'er, how are you?" Murong Fu opened his eyes and asked with some distress.
"I'm fine," Mu Jianping replied, and then he tried to move his hands and feet, and found that the feeling of having hands and feet came back, and he was pleasantly surprised.
But immediately her expression changed, and her eyes were full of disappointment, as if she had fallen from the top of the clouds to the bottom of the valley in an instant, because she tried her best to make her little finger move even a little bit, let alone move it freely.
Murong Fu was shocked when he saw this and said hurriedly, "What's wrong? What's the problem?"
Mu Jianping was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into tears, "Brother Murong, I will be a useless person from now on, and this Marrow Cleansing Sutra can't cure me."
"Don't cry, don't cry. Please explain clearly what's going on first. The Marrow Cleansing Sutra will definitely cure you."
"I have already reached the second level as you said, but no matter how hard I try, I still can't move my hands and feet." Mu Jianping cried.
Murong Fu's heart sank. Is it true that the Marrow Cleansing Sutra has no effect?
"If it really doesn't work, I have no choice but to ask Zhao Min. Alas, I haven't seen her for so long, and I don't know where to find her." Murong Fu's mind changed rapidly, but he did not give up completely. In addition to the Marrow Cleansing Sutra,
There is also black jade intermittent ointment in the world.
With this thought in his mind, he was about to speak about the black jade ointment, but Mu Jianping suddenly stopped crying and turned to look at his right hand.
Murong Fu followed her gaze and found that her index finger moved.
Mu Jianping was suddenly surprised and said, "Move, move, Brother Murong, I moved, did you see it?"
Murong Fu couldn't help but roll his eyes at her, but he also breathed a sigh of relief, "I saw it. You were shocked. The Marrow Cleansing Sutra is just a mental method, not an elixir. How can it be effective so quickly?"
It's not her fault. Anyone who doesn't see immediate results after putting in all kinds of pain will probably feel desperate.
Although the Marrow Cleansing Sutra can reshape muscles and bones, it cannot be achieved overnight, even if she reaches the second level.
Mu Jianping's mood went through a lot of ups and downs, but he still couldn't help but feel worried, "Brother Murong, when will it take me to fully recover?"
Murong Fu did not answer immediately, but first checked the condition of her muscles and bones. After pondering for a while, he said, "Your muscles and bones are recovering slowly. According to this progress, it may take three to five years."
"Three to five years?" Mu Jianping was shocked when he heard this. It would be terrible to be unable to move for so long. However, after thinking about it, it was better than being unable to move for a lifetime, and he felt relieved a lot.
"Don't worry, after finishing the work, I will take you to find the most wonderful medicine in martial arts, Black Jade Intermittent Ointment. With this medicine, you can be cured in less than a year and a half." Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, and finally
Let’s talk about the black jade intermittent ointment.
He didn't lie. Three to five years is still the fastest. It's normal for an injury like this to not heal after ten or eight years. Moreover, if it drags on for a long time, other accidents can easily happen, so for the sake of safety,
You need black jade intermittent ointment.
However, although Mu Jianping could not use her hands and feet, she was not able to move as before. At least she could be taken out of the prison and find someone to take care of her in the future.
"Let's go. Calculate the time. Today is the wedding of Princess Jianning. I have to go there in person. I will take you out first." Murong Fu said this and carried Mu Jianping on his back and left the cell.
Of course, there is one more thing to do before leaving, and that is to silence him.
Wang Pingfan and others stood at the exit for a day and a night, which made the guards outside admire them. These people were so diligent that they even skipped food. They could not help but secretly guess that the prisoners in Tianjue Prison were probably the most important ones.
It is so heavy that there is no room for any loss.
Little did they know that Wang Pingfan was unable to control himself and was about to cry without tears. Murong Fu used a heavy hand when tapping the acupuncture points. Even after more than ten hours, he still could not move at all.
If an ordinary person were to be acupunctured in this way, even if the acupuncture points were removed, he would become a disabled person.
Murong Fu came to the exit, glanced at Wang Pingfan and others, and said calmly, "You were born to work for others. You should have been mentally prepared for it. You can't blame others for your suffering."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and dozens of sword energy shot out, all of which were engulfed in everyone's body. As time passed, everyone showed pain on their faces, but they were unable to speak.
Wang Pingfan was even worse, his body was trembling slightly, a pool of liquid flowed on the ground, and he peed directly. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a chance to beg for mercy.
Murong Fu sighed secretly in his heart and quickly left the place. Wang Pingfan and his soldiers died in such a humble manner without making a sound or even knowing what happened.
Along the way, Murong Fu suddenly paused and stopped in front of a cell on the fourth floor. The guards around him may have changed shifts and there was no one to guard him.
He remembered that when he was first taken to the black prison, he sensed a familiar acquaintance. He had almost forgotten about it in the past few days, but now he sensed that familiar aura again and couldn't help but stop and look.
There was an urn in the cell, and there was a person in the urn. Only his head was exposed, and the rest of his body was contained in the urn. His face was bloody and bloody, and he could no longer see his face clearly, but Murong Fu recognized him immediately.
It turned out that this person was Yang Yizhi who was brought to the capital by Wu Yingxiong.
Seeing this scene, Murong Fu felt a chill in his heart. Yang Yizhi was considered one of Wu Sangui's most loyal subordinates, but he made some mistake and was cut into a stick.
However, it was not a good place to stay for a long time. He and Yang Yizhi only met each other once, not even a casual acquaintance, so he left without staying too long.
In fact, even if he rescued Yang Yizhi, he would not survive for a while, so it would be better not to rescue him and only add to the trouble.
Mu Jianping was silent all the way. It was not until he came out of the black prison that he breathed out softly and whispered, "Brother Murong, did you just kill all those guards?"
Murong Fu knew that she was asking about Wang Pingfan and others. After a moment of silence, he replied, "No, I just tapped their acupuncture points and made them sleep for a few hours."