Yun Dingchu knew that this palace man was rehabilitating the paralyzed man.
However, when I glanced at him, I saw that they were all shriveled up like that.
What's the use of just doing furry hand exercises?
"presumptuous."
Unexpectedly, a woman would barge in.
King Beixiang's handsome expression was slightly startled.
After a while, his right hand eagerly lifted up the pants hanging between his legs.
This stinky man was wearing white mattress trousers.
Besides, she had seen all of them before.
They even slept together with their clothes on for one night.
She was the one who was shy, but now he was the one who was shy.
"Get out."
I don't know whether it was because he was impatient or because the palace maid was massaging him, but Dongling Fengzhen's smooth brows were gradually covered with a thin layer of sweat.
Seeing that the woman was disobedient, King Xiang finally became angry.
He picked up a nearby book and threw it at Yun Dingchu.
Dingchu's strong figure quickly dodged and avoided the attack of the book.
The book hit the ground hard, and several pages were smashed and torn.
The palace attendant who was massaging him was so frightened that he quickly raised his neck and stood up, and jumped away in panic.
Yun Dingchu's eyes ignored her husband's face, which could pinch a pool of chicken blood, and fell straight on "Where are you looking?"
A loud shout shook the ground.
"Li Wei, come here, I want to go out."
Dongling Fengzhen was so angry that she almost vomited blood at the woman's indifferent look.
The mute princess had no sense of etiquette or shame, and her straight look at her like this greatly hurt the self-esteem of the seven-foot-tall man named Prince Xiang.
If he couldn't afford to offend him, he could hide.
She was the princess appointed by Empress Dowager Su for him.
He couldn't disobey the holy order, so he had to marry her and sleep with her just to deal with Yun Qilin.
Now, Yun Qilin Qilin returned to Bianliang with bruises all over her body, and he no longer needed to be kind to her.
Everything was just an act.
The palace man was trembling, but he just took a step forward when Yun Dingchu grabbed his collar and pulled him back.
"What are you going to do?"
Dong Lingfeng's eyelids twitched and her lips instantly turned white.
What on earth is this woman going to do?
Why is she lifting his pants?
This bitch was so courageous.
Facing a woman so powerful that it made his head spin, he was so angry that he couldn't even utter a single word.
Her pair of sparkling black eyes were filled with panic and a sinister aura.
There are even traces of being at a loss.
How many people in the world can make him, the King of Beixiang, be at a loss?
Even if the day comes, he will not change his expression.
Only this mute is braver than the sky.
There was nothing he could do about women.
Yun Dingchu ignored the man's face, which was so angry that the corners of his mouth were twitching.
He pulled off his mattress and pants and looked at his clothes carefully.
At this moment, Dong Lingfeng was so cruel that he chopped her with a knife and threw her into the forest to feed the wolves.
A scorching heat rushed between his cheeks, and in a moment, it reached the base of his neck.
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His face was so hot, it was as if his whole body was being roasted on a stove.
She tightly covered her white pants with her big palms, and she didn't know when the woman Yuying had a few needles on her fingertips.
By the faint candlelight, the tiny needlepoint like a whetstone made the palace attendants see the numbness in their vests and their eyes turned black.
They screamed and rushed forward, "Princess, you can't do it because the prince's leg is already sick.
You prick it like this."
Go down, I’m afraid”
He put his foot on the palace man's calf, and with a pop, the palace man not only knelt on his knees, but also knocked his head to the ground.
His lips also touched the sand on the ground, making him bleat anxiously.
"Yun Dingchu, you'd better get out, otherwise" Dong Lingfeng hadn't finished telling the truth when he saw Yun Dingchu raise his jade hand, and the long and thin needle tip pierced into his muscles.
His lower body had already been numb, and the pain nerves had long since ceased to function.
However, Dongling Fengzhen would never accept the way a woman treated his leg disease in such a forceful way.
In the blink of an eye, several thin needles were inserted into his atrophied muscles one by one.
Boom, boom, boom, in an instant, he held all the thin needles in his palm.
He threw them hard and the silver needles pierced into the red lacquered wooden pillar directly opposite.
The silver needles standing on the pillar were The needle represents King Xiang's wrath
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