Transmigrate to be Queen

Looking at the master's expression of taking sugar to coax the child, Ning Xiaoman doesn't believe her. She doesn't believe it. There's no pain in needle pricking. Master, it's obviously abduction. She's not fooled. She just takes her two things as an excuse. She doesn't want to start acupuncture now.

She is not unaware of Shifu's painstaking efforts. Shifu wants to learn some skills as soon as possible for her own good. Whether it's self-protection or saving others, she always learns some useful skills. These are good skills that others don't have a chance to learn, but Ning Xiaoman is really afraid of getting stuck.

Speaking of being afraid of zalai, this is something Ning Xiaoman feared in her previous life. Just like when she was around the third prince, she said she was suffering from the board. At that time, she thought she would be killed. She climbed onto the bench without humming, but it was this small thin needle. She was dizzy from her previous life to this life.

"Xiaoman, it really doesn't hurt. If I don't believe it, I'll stab you. It certainly doesn't hurt. If it hurts, you won't learn. What's the matter? Shifu won't lie to you. Look, Shifu stabbed himself."

Qingkou picked up a thin needle and stabbed it into his arm.

"I don't believe you. You lied to me, master. But I know that some acupuncture can hurt people. Do you think I'm a silly girl who hasn't seen the world?"

Watching Ning Xiaoman almost howl, Qingkou can't cry or laugh.

This girl is very brave at ordinary times. Why is she so counselled today,

"Xiaoman, aren't you hurt by something? You don't hesitate to eat poison. You're afraid of such a small silver needle."

It's really unacceptable to Qingkou. She even accepted such a bear disciple. If it's spread, why should she be embarrassed? No, she has to put this needle into Ning Xiaoman anyway today. Otherwise, the girl can't pass this level. If she can't learn acupuncture, it will cause too much loss to Ning Xiaoman's medical skills.

"Master, I really can't. look, I'm sweating."

Ning Xiaoman stretched out his hand and held it in front of Qingkou. Qingkou saw that there was indeed a layer of fine beads of sweat in Ning buman's palm, which made Qingkou very confused.

"Xiaoman, I remember hearing your master say once that you were beaten for the third prince, but you went to beat the board yourself. Ordinary people are bound to beat the board. Based on this, you are not afraid of things and pain. How can you be so afraid of this thin silver needle?"

"Master, I'll let you tell me. Now you say it's playing the board, and I'm not afraid, but I'm really afraid of only this fine needle. Don't mention watching it stab me. As long as you say to stab me, I'll sweat all over. It's natural, and I don't know why?"

Ning Xiaoman was very strange in her last life. Why did she faint from injections? Every time she was sick, injections made her suffer more than fever. Therefore, no matter how sick she was, she took a lot of medicine and resolutely didn't go to the hospital, let alone her own injections. Even when she watched others give injections, she was scared.

"Xiaoman, when you pick up the embroidery needle, are you afraid?"

Qingkou also saw that Ning Xiaoman was really afraid, and it was a fear in her heart, so she wanted to know whether Ning Xiaoman was afraid of needles or needles.

"What's so terrible about that? It won't stick to the body."

Of course, the embroidery needle is not afraid. Ning Xiaoman can also embroider himself. Yes,

"Master, I embroidered your purse. Have you forgotten?"

Qingkou was in a hurry. He really forgot this stubble,

"In other words, you are not afraid of needles, just the feeling of needles on your body, are you?"

This problem baffled Ning Xiaoman. She didn't think about it, so she leaned on her cheek and thought hard.

"Shifu, it's reasonable to say so. I'm not afraid of needles. You see, I don't feel afraid whether I embroider by myself or by others. I only sweat when I see a fine silver needle. This should be because I know it will be pierced into my body."

Ning Xiaoman herself concluded that she thought it should be like this. She was not afraid of needles, afraid of needles,

"Are you afraid of this?"

Qingkou felt a concealed weapon copper needle from her body, but Ning Xiaoman was about to catch it and was stopped by Qingkou.

"Why are you so reckless? What if it's poisonous."

Ning Xiaoman withdrew his hand and looked at the handful of small copper needles with great envy,

"Master, when will you also hit me with some concealed weapons, and then you can teach me."

Looking at Ning Xiaoman, who began to play tricks again, she had completely lost the kind of advice just now. She really had nothing to do with the little apprentice, so she had to point to the copper needle concealed weapons on the table

"It's not poisonous. Take it up and have a look."

As soon as she heard that it was non-toxic, Ning Xiaoman immediately picked up the concealed weapons, looked left and right, and was not willing to let go. These small concealed weapons were exquisite. They were exquisite from the needle to the needle tail. Ning Xiaoman knew that, so she observed very carefully and carefully, so she didn't notice. Qingkou held a silver needle and plunged it into her arm.