The medical concubine is too difficult to tease

On the big tiger-skin kang, Yu Wenkun frowned, feeling drowsy, and suddenly smelled a pungent smell, slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and then the severe pain in his body and legs swept over him, and he grinned.

"Come on, come on!"

"What does the prince need?"

A cool and refreshing voice suddenly sounded in the empty tent. Yu Wenkun turned his head and stared at the man in black next to the short desk with wide eyes. , There is a cold light coming!

"Ugh! Uh uh!" Yu Wenkun stared in horror, he was speechless!
Li Ru'an crossed his chest, and looked curiously at the wound on his leg that was bleeding from the struggle, "Tsk tsk, who did Wang Zikun offend? Why did you not see him for a day, and you are so embarrassed?"

"Ugh!" Yu Wenkun opened his mouth in horror, and moved back with his painfully painful legs.

"Oh, do you want to ask who I am?" Li Ru'an smiled and untied the black scarf on his face, revealing a charming and deep face, which instantly stunned Yu Wenkun on the spot!

"Uh!"

"Are you surprised to see me? Didn't the prince send someone to invite me? It's a pity that they tied up the wrong person and hurt my sister."

The slender and fair onion fingers slowly landed on the blood-stained gauze on the shoulder, and the woman smiled beautifully, "Yu Wenkun, I am very short-sighted, you have touched my bottom line."

"Uh uh!"

As the long needle between the jade fingers pierced the wound, Yu Wenkun's eyes were about to burst, his face was blushing, his neck was thick and his mouth was wide open, but he couldn't speak a word.

"Did the prince forget that I am a witch, and you will end up offending a witch. Have you thought about the consequences?"

Li Ru'an looked at the gauze on his leg slowly, and shook his head, "This is it again, then this leg is useless. Originally, I was thinking of using some method to torture you so that it would not appear abrupt. Now these two injuries are more serious. Helped me a lot."

Another thin needle sank into the gauze, Yu Wenkun let out a muffled snort, unable to even grit his teeth, sweating profusely, staring at the ghostly woman in amazement.

After finishing everything, Li Ru'an wiped off the blood on his fingertips on the tiger skin fur, took out two five-inch steel needles, and inserted them slightly below two inches behind his ears, and Yu Wenkun felt tense. His body softened, and his staring eyes froze.

The steel needle that was pulled out was not stained with blood. Li Ru'an looked down at the muddy man with a slight curl of his mouth.

"Enjoy the days to come, and remember, don't underestimate women in your next life."

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The next day, the Chanwu sisters appeared generously and naturally at the largest inn in Hongwu City, attracting a crowd of people standing on tiptoe to watch.

"Witch Chan is really back? Isn't there a big show to watch?"

"Whether Uncle Wang or the eldest prince is a noble member of the royal family, the witch is not at a loss!"

"If you can choose, of course it is the eldest prince. The young and strong one may be the future king."

"It's hard to draw a conclusion. In the history of Mo Cang, there are many examples of elder brothers passing the throne to younger brothers."

"It's different to be beautiful. The children of the royal family are all up to her to choose. Hmph, does it matter who wins or loses? I think, maybe uncles and nephews will share it in the future..."

A stout woman in bright clothes looked at Chan Wu who was winding up the stairs, her eyes fell on the graceful swaying waist with jealousy.

"...Why is there a pungent sour smell?"

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In the tent, Yuwenku frowned and listened to Kanza's reply, wondering, "The person is not moving? What do you mean?"

Kanza looked extremely anxious, "Several king doctors came to see me, but they couldn't tell the reason. After taking the medicine, there was no improvement. The whole body was soft, and there was no response to changing the dressing and gauze. Only the eyes moved and shed tears. Eldest Prince, You have to help my master!"

Yu Wenku got up and was about to speak when the curtain opened, and his followers hurried in, "Prince, Chan Wu has returned to the city!"

Yuwenku looked happy, and walked quickly and said to Kanza, "You can find some more Wang doctors to show the sixth brother."

"The eldest prince..."

Kanza chased them out, watched the group of people go away quickly, gritted his teeth and dared not speak out, and returned to the master's tent.

"The master was seriously injured because of the eldest prince, but now he doesn't even look at the master. Hearing that witch Chan returned to the city, he didn't even want to hear a word from his subordinates and hurried out. The loyalty of the master all these years Geng Geng is actually inferior to a woman!"

The master was injured, and the younger brother was also missing. Kanza held back his anger, thinking that Yu Wenkun couldn't hear him, gritted his teeth and complained, but he didn't notice the eyes of the people on the kang.

"The master is injured. Those princes and royal families who have been friends in the past haven't even seen a shadow. The servants also talk about the master casually, saying that the master will be lame in the future, and he will be useless. Bah, the dog's eyes look down on people!"

Yu Wenkun is very sober, very sober, but he would rather pass out. From last night to today, several Wang doctors took off the bandages on the two wounds, bandaged them and took them off again, but no one found the needles stuck in the wounds. , the pain made him heartbroken, he jumped into a rage, crying and wailing bitterly!
But in the eyes of others, the sixth prince was just lying quietly, his limp limbs allowed to be swayed, and he didn't feel anything except his wide-open eyes seeping water.

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New stories like uncles and nephews contending for beauty had already spread to every corner of the city. Gambling shops in the city had already opened their games one after another, and the sales were in full swing. Even the yellow-haired kid took his pocket money to bet.

The owner of the big inn was smiling and knocking on his abacus. He couldn't tell how cheerful he was. The front lobby was overcrowded and noisy, and the young men were too busy to touch the ground.

"They're here!"

Someone ran into the door and yelled. After a moment of silence, it became even more noisy. Drinking some wine, nibbling on fancy appetizers, staring at the door and the second floor with wide-eyed eyes, for fear of missing any details.

The valiant uncle and nephew stepped into the lobby and looked up at the stairs together.

I saw a woman in a crimson gold silk gauze dress, with a shadowy figure, slim and slender, black hair like clouds, eyebrows and eyes on the red gauze like paintings, her skirt moved slightly, and she walked slowly to the railing on the second floor, a pair of glamorous and sparkling eyes. His watery eyes glanced at everyone downstairs, arrogant and awe-inspiring, like a god.

The lobby became quiet again, the man was stunned, the woman looked uneasy, the waiter maintained the posture of pouring wine, the glass was filled with wine, and it flowed meanderingly.

Yu Wenku was amazed, his eyes glowed, and Yu Wentuo who was next to him had already imagined how happy it would be for this proud man to lie under him!
Mo Cang's men fight for women, and they fight casually on the street, and the royal family is no exception. Everyone consciously moves the tables and chairs to one side, forming a circle with excitement and fanaticism.

And the uncles and nephews in the middle began to take off their shirts, their belts were tightened, and their swords were on the verge of firing!
"My lord! The eldest prince!"

A high-pitched voice came, and the commander of the king's tent guards stumbled in, "The king is dead!"

"what!?"

The uncles and nephews shouted at the same time, and everyone was also shocked. Seeing that the two of them seemed to be running a race, they put on their clothes and rushed out.

Seeing Yu Wenku looking back, Li Ru'an put on a look of ecstasy and looked back at him reluctantly.

"Witch Chan! Wait for me!"

The eldest prince is really kind. In a blink of an eye, a group of people ran away without a trace. Everyone looked at Chanwu on the second floor with regret, and they couldn't help sighing when they saw her cover her face and go back to the room.

Not only did everyone not leave, but they moved back to the tables and chairs to sit on their own initiative. The chat was even more exciting than before. The innkeeper laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. Today's battle was not won. He has already made a fortune. Change it to another day If he fights again, he will make another fortune, haha, this king died at the right time!