Chapter 320: Prime Minister, please don't be shy [14]
"Please respect yourself, right?" Zijin simply said it for him. These words almost made her ears feel calluses, "Master Xiang, I am a patient now. The world is big and the patient is the biggest. You will suffer a little.
Let me hold it."
Such unreasonable words, coming from Chunyu Zijin's mouth, are simply - as it should be!
How thick-skinned is she? She actually takes shamelessness as an honor, and teases him repeatedly regardless of the woman's reputation.
Lan Qingruo struggled slightly, but could not break free from Zijin's shackles.
Her finger bones were slender, but she held herself firmly. If she felt right, her internal force even cut into his meridians. If she tried to break free again, one of them would probably be injured - of course, the injured one would definitely not be this little one.
A successful woman!
The little struggle between Lan Qingruo and Chunyu Zijin all fell into Lan Qingling's eyes.
Qing Ling smiled with crooked eyebrows, raised her head, took a cloth bag and pushed it on the table.
A row of blades of various shapes, sizes, and styles are arranged one by one on the brocade cloth.
Yingbai's fingers took off a blade from the brocade cloth and shook it at Chunyu Zijin: "Then, how about using this knife to remove the gravel from the sole of the princess's foot?"
Qing Ling's tone seemed to be in consultation, but the corners of her eyes were full of narrow smiles.
Chunyu Zijin shuddered and turned half of Lan Qingruo's attention to the woman in red opposite.
"Sister-in-law Qingling, is your name Qingling... This is just a stone stuck in, right? No need to use a knife..."
Qing Ling smiled, "Princess, although this stone is not big, it is a meteorite. The meteorite is poisonous, and it is a type of hidden weapon. Once it is pierced and not taken out, it will be dangerous."
Looking at the dagger in Qing Ling's hand that was burning red in the candlelight, Chunyu Zijin felt that his miserable life was about to begin.
Lan Qingruo's heart trembled when she heard Qing Ling's words.
How could there be a meteorite in the Prime Minister's Mansion that could be used as a hidden murder weapon?
Before Lan Qingruo could think about it, she felt the little hand holding her tightening -
"Master Xiang, I will die. If this knife goes down, I will definitely die. I will be hurt to death!"
As Chunyu Zijin said this, he pulled Lan Qingruo's hand tighter and got closer to Lan Qingruo. The expression on his face left no one doubting the authenticity of this sentence.
Chunyu Zijin's behavior made Qingling couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Lan Qingruo with the knife, "Brother, I don't know if this hurts to death, but if the stone cannot be taken out, it will be a matter of time before you die."
Although Qing Ling's face was covered with a veil, both Chunyu Zijin and Lan Qingruo clearly saw a cunning smile on her face.
Lan Qingruo sat down on the stool next to the bed and told Qing Ling calmly, "Just do your best."
Seeing that Lan Qingruo stopped struggling, Chunyu Zijin stopped making trouble, and just waited for Qingling's knife to come down.
Extending your head is a knife, and shrinking your head is also a knife. Lan Qingruo's sister is definitely not as serious as Lan Qingruo, so she had better behave to prevent Lan Qingling from being cruel to her.
Qing Ling stopped joking, and with a steady look on her face, she took out another sharp dagger and cut open Zijin's embroidered shoes.
After the shoes and socks were cut, the jade-like lotus feet were revealed in the air.
Due to the injuries caused by the meteorite, Zijin's feet were somewhat red and swollen, and some areas were even bruised and suppurated.
"Princess, be patient, you will be fine soon." Lan Qingruo tilted her head and comforted Zijin.