Addicted to titillation: Uncle, come on! - Chapter 937

Su Yuetong’s eyes brightened, “OK, I’ll go with you.”

Cailing stays at Jingren palace for them. Wei Zeyan takes Su Yuetong, who is dressed as a servant girl, into Yaohua hall quietly. After dinner, Yu Wenshu takes Chu Yihan’s bath. Su Yuetong and Wei Zeyan don’t find a chance. Wei Zeyan suggests, “when they are tired, you can put some incense on them and make elder martial brother dizzy, then take blood.”

When he said it, it was hard to say. He also knew that this kind of thing was very hard for Su Yuetong, but this was the only chance Su Yuetong could seize. Her eyes were slightly red and she nodded and agreed, “OK, let’s wait for a while.”

Two people squat behind the screen, watching Yu Wenshu finish serving Chu Yihan, two people into the bedroom, the belt rustle down, soon came that kind of blushing and shy voice, Wei Zeyan turned his head to one side, pretending not to hear, Su Yuetong closed his eyes, choked from time to time.

Her heart was bleeding.

She relies on recalling Chu Yihan and her past to survive this time.

When the sound stopped, Su Yuetong blew Rosemary in. About a quarter of an hour later, she opened the door and went to the bedside. She looked at the two bodies embracing each other and fell asleep. She gave a severe sob. Then she stabbed the man’s finger with a silver needle, took the blood and put it into a small round bottle.

She can’t bear to look back. She’s afraid to see Chu Yihan’s face clearly. He holds Yu Wenshu in his arms and follows him tenderly. She will think that when they were together before

When Wei Zeyan saw Su Yuetong come out, he sent her back. Originally, she should go back to be on duty, but she watched Su Yuetong test with her own eyes. Su Yuetong got the result that “he was not poisoned…”

This drop of blood was taken by herself, not poisoned! The body is healthy!

He didn’t die, he didn’t die

Then he

Su Yuetong’s hand was clasping the table, biting his lower lip to bleed, “why Why is that? Why is that? ”

Wei Zeyan quietly breathed a sigh of relief, “elder martial brother is not poisoned, it’s lucky! Don’t you… ”

He sighed. He didn’t want to persuade others. After holding baocailing, he went back to Yaohua hall.

On the surface, it’s duty to be on duty. In fact, it’s

Chu Yihan is waiting for him in the main hall. Wei Zeyan comes back and tells him, “go back to the emperor, Queen, she No doubt. ”

Chu Yi Han covered his chest and coughed a few times, “you get up.”

Wei Zeyan stood up. There were only him, Chu Yihan and Mu Xiu in the hall. He didn’t have to cover up any more. He was still red eyed. “Elder martial brother, Wan guku is serious Is there no cure? ”

Chu Yihan nodded slightly and said nothing. He rolled up his sleeve and showed his arm to let Mu Xiu give him a needle.

Mu Xiu took out the silver needle and looked at Wei Zeyan with a bitter smile. “If there is a solution, why does the emperor have to bear such happiness every day?”

His silver needle pierced down, Chu Yihan’s eyebrows slightly wrinkled for a while, issued a ponder.

He had 13 injections, each of which was five points into the flesh. The pain was very tolerable.

Wei Zeyan looked at all feel pain, more do not know every day to bear twice Chu Yihan, is how to get through the pain.