Your Majesty, I'm Guilty

Is this... Is this a molestation?

How is that possible?

How could Xiao Ningsheng molest her?

Is this a trick or a pure joke?

Gu Wenjun was disturbed by King Jing's unexpected flirtation. She could not have imagined that Xiao Ningsheng, who looked like a false Bodhisattva without desire, would also say such Meng Lang's words.

But in the final analysis, his aloofness and indifference are all fake!

The good prince is dressed in a fairy like skin bag, and there is not a towering ambition in his flesh.

Even against his Majesty's heaven and take his Majesty's land.

After a moment of panic, Gu Wenjun forced himself to calm down quickly.

She knew that if she spoke again, she would catch Xiao Ningsheng's way, so she closed her upper lip.

But her heart was still angry, and her eyes staring at Jing Wang unconsciously showed a trace of unwilling anger. The autumn water of the bright moon has ripples in the pupils, which is more flexible.

Xiao Ningsheng looked at her and kept looking at her. He hummed coldly, "can't pretend?"

Gu Wenjun said nothing, but turned her left hand secretly. She just loosened the knot of her left wrist and left more space for a gap, which was enough to provide her with some action.

Now such a close distance is enough for Gu Wenjun to hold Xiao Ningsheng's throat.

While Gu Wenjun was thinking about whether to take advantage of the mechanism to stop Xiao Ningsheng and reverse the situation, Xiao Ningsheng had already clasped her hand.

"Your right index finger is dislocated." he whispered. The cold breath pasted on Gu Wenjun's face, like kissing Gu Wenjun's face inch by inch.

Xiao Ningsheng approached her instead of retreating. "You were untiing the rope before."

His tone was cold and determined, and he didn't give Gu Wenjun any room to make excuses. "Although I don't know medicine, I do martial arts. But I still underestimated you. You can solve such a dead knot."

Gu Wenjun had a cold sweat on her forehead. Her mind turned quickly, trying to find a reasonable reason to deal with the present.

"Your Highness, listen to me..."

Just as her lips moved, the man's other hand covered it.

Xiao Ningsheng's hand went up from the loose rope and touched Gu Wenjun's right index finger. He pressed the joint there and rubbed it.

The smooth and tender touch on the finger skin made Xiao Ningsheng's action a meal, but it was only a short moment. At the next moment, Xiao Ningsheng made a force, and with a slight "click", Gu Wenjun's index finger was broken.

"Oh!"

Gu Wenjun's mouth overflowed with a sob.

Not that she couldn't bear the pain, but the pain of the broken knuckles suddenly came. Gu Wenjun didn't have the slightest psychological preparation. With a blow, she fell into the disadvantage. Since Xiao Ningsheng came in, she has been in a weak position.

Lost once.

Is to retreat step by step.

Gu Wenjun's face has become extremely white. Her lower red lips have been deeply imprinted by Bei teeth, and a drop of sweat has slipped from her forehead to her chin.

In front of him, there was an uncontrollable fog and physiological tears, which blurred Xiao Ningsheng in Gu Wenjun's eyes, but it didn't affect Gu Wenjun's boredom or even hatred of him.

Xiao Ningsheng didn't need to retreat. While firmly controlling Gu Wenjun and guarding against her every move, he kept close to Gu Wenjun and touched her.

"Why did you say that the king wanted people to bind you?" Xiao Ningsheng said word by word. The longer his words were, the more people trembled and panicked from the bottom of their hearts.

"Gu Wenjun, Gu Wenjun, it is because you are too smart and stubborn that the king has to guard against it."

Although the sentence was cold, it always contained an unspeakable complex emotion. It was not so much a warning as a sigh.

But in Gu Wenjun's ears, there was only ridicule.

She blinked, endured the physiological tears from the sudden pain, broke her teeth and swallowed all the grievances and suffering.

"Thank you, your highness... Forgive me, my Lord."

The pain from that finger broke Gu Wenjun's words intermittently, but she couldn't destroy her.

the nerves of the fingertips are linked with the heart.

Xiao Ningsheng thought that breaking a finger could at least make Gu Wenjun give in temporarily. But he still underestimated Gu Wenjun's intelligence and tenacity.

This young Hui Yuan Lang has a delicate heart.

One orifice is broken, and there are six orifices.

Gu Wenjun stubbornly supported the pain of the broken index finger, slightly closed her right hand, put her middle finger and ring finger on the side of Xiao Ningsheng's inner wrist, and said, "I'll take your pulse for your highness King..."

Xiao Ningsheng's handsome face like jade and snow finally changed, like an iceberg collapsing and falling, with shock, confusion and anger! Those glazed eyes coagulated and stared at Gu Wenjun without giving way.

As if to say, why!

Why should Gu Wenjun be so stubborn! Why do you refuse to bow to his royal highness King Jing, and why do you have to oppose him Xiao Ningsheng!

The eyes that should have been ethereal and dusty were medium wave. The waves are rough. Surge, full of anger.

Gu Wenjun closed his eyes.

The more this is the case, the more she needs to concentrate. Gu Wenjun is exploring Xiao Ningsheng's pulse. His breath is long and his internal power is strong. There is no sign of poisoning... The meridians stagnate up and down. Sure enough, he encountered a blockage in his legs.

She opened her eyes and slowly opened her mouth: "after finishing the pulse, please let me have a look at the leg disease."

Gu Wenjun was restrained and polite and recovered his calm. Now it was Xiao Ningsheng's turn to get angry. He could no longer maintain the false coldness and calm.

"Gu Wenjun!"

King Jing suddenly shouted angrily, and even his tight face twitched.

"Since your highness king wants me to heal my legs, I naturally want to concentrate on diagnosis and treatment and live up to your highness King's teaching of folding my hands." Gu Wenjun explained faintly, hoping to turn over the story of breaking the rope privately just now.

As she wished, Xiao Ningsheng completely forgot to investigate the theft of the rope.

What he cares about is just trying to subdue Gu Wenjun!

Xiao Ningsheng doesn't understand. What on earth can't he compare with his nephew, the little emperor? Gu Wenjun can choose to be loyal to Xiao Yunyu. Why can't he choose the Ming Lord to choose him!

The rare intense emotion once again attacked Xiao Ningsheng's heart. After pretending for so long, he had long been used to being pure and lustless, but Gu Wenjun always easily involved his emotions.

Xiao Ningsheng sneered: "OK, you can cure it!"

After that, he lifted his robe, and then bent down and pulled up his trouser leg to expose his right knee. There was a ferocious scar under the knee bone, which almost penetrated the whole leg bone from top to bottom.

Ordinary people don't dare to look at it again.

Even if Gu Wenjun never liked Xiao Ningsheng, he couldn't help being silent for a moment and his heart was frozen.

"This is the injury caused by the day after tomorrow..." it is not a congenital disability.

Xiao Ningsheng's eyes were cold. "Why, do you think the king is born lame?"

Gu Wenjun didn't speak any more, but stubbornly stretched out his right hand and touched Xiao Ningsheng's right knee.

Her hand was still tightly tied, but the knot of the rope had loosened. Xiao Ningsheng didn't tie it tightly anymore. In addition, they were so close at this time that they gave Gu Wenjun a gap to explore his hand.

His cold nature and distrust of others made Xiao Ningsheng subconsciously avoid for a moment, and even waved Gu Wenjun's hand.

Even if it was a doctor, Xiao Ningsheng categorically didn't believe it.

Not to mention Gu Wenjun, who chose to be loyal to the little emperor!

But then, seeing the fragile finger that was bent a little twisted, Xiao Ningsheng's resistance stopped.

Gu Wenjun is more stubborn than Xiao Ningsheng. Even if the index finger of her right hand has just been knocked and broken by him, the blue and purple on her white skin must be painful, but she still needs to check Xiao Ningsheng's injury with her right hand.

"You..."

Xiao Ningsheng stopped as soon as he spit out a word.

He didn't want to reveal his regret, but there was still a trace of regret in his eyes. Xiao Ningsheng didn't pity Gu Wenjun. He just hated him too much.

Hate such a person, does not belong to him!

Gu Wenjun stroked the scarred knee hard and checked Xiao Ningsheng's leg bones. Xiao Ningsheng didn't say anything more. He didn't say a word and let her act wantonly.

She looked down at the injury to hide her face.

Only when she was tied and broke a finger, King Jing dared to let her see the injury. If Xiao Ningsheng doesn't believe her, how can she believe him?!

Gu Wenjun sneered in her heart. She finally succeeded in passing this level and was able to really touch Xiao Ningsheng's injury.

Pain is weakness.

By beating the snake seven inches, the doctor found the patient's pain and naturally squeezed the patient's lifeline in his hand.

Cure or not, how??????

She has the final say.