Zi Yan mocked coldly.
"It won't be exposed." Dongfang Jing snorted coldly, picked up the fruit knife on the table and stabbed at Zi Yan's arm, impartially, and stabbed her arm hard, causing the other party to bleed , "Do you think that if you hurt Dongmei like this, I will let you jump around in front of His Majesty?!"
Zi Yan suffered from pain, and her shoulders trembled from the pain. However, Murong Qianjue had already tapped her acupoints, even if she tried to press the wound to stop the bleeding, she could only watch helplessly as her blood flowed out. After a while, a small pool of blood accumulated on the ground, and her gold-rimmed boots were already soaked in blood, and there was a disgusting smell of blood all over her body.
Dongfang Jing stopped paying attention to Ziyan, and helped Dongmei clean up the wound on her own.
"It's useless! Hehehehe!" Ziyan laughed wildly, "Her right hand is definitely going to be useless! Seven days, seven days... without medicinal herbs, how can the wound heal? Zhongli Wanyun, you Do you really think you are a miracle doctor?! Does a miracle doctor not have to face birth, old age, sickness and death?!"
Dongfang Jing was bored.
Dongmei was afraid that she would be impulsive, so she grabbed her arm, gritted her teeth and said, "Master, Dongmei is fine. Dongmei is just a servant. Even if one arm is lost, Dongmei can still serve the master..."
"Yes! Her arm will definitely be destroyed!" Zi Yan sprinkled salt on Dongfang Jing's wound.
Dongfang Jing disdains to care about this kind of villain the most, but today she is really irritated! She stood up immediately, walked quickly to Zi Yan's side, squeezed her chin, and stuffed a pill into her mouth!
"You! What did you feed me?!" Zi Yan felt a trace of fear at this moment, and looked at Dongfang Jing in shock.
"What else can it be?" Dongfang Jing shrugged, "It's just a dumb drug. After a while, the root of your tongue will rot, and I don't have to listen to you continue to make noise anymore!"
"What?! Dumb medicine?!" Ziyan's expression was shocked, "Zhongli Wanyun, are you crazy?! Anyway, I was also trained by the master, even if you really want to abolish me, you have to get the master's consent …”
"Shut up, you! Fourth brother said long ago that I am his woman, and my decision is his decision!" Dongfang Jing pinched Ziyan's chin firmly, "I just dislike you for being too noisy, so I want to Dudu you! Ziyan, you should be glad that you have trapped me in this place, so I have very few poisons in my hands... Otherwise, it would not be as simple as Dudu!"
"Crazy! Zhongli Wanyun, you... crazy... ah... ah... ah—"
"Uh... woo-hoo-"
Before Zi Yan could finish her sentence, a sharp pain came from her mouth, and after a while, she couldn't say a complete sentence anymore! Except for the single-note causes of "babbling and babbling", she is just like a mute.
Dongfang Jing didn't bother to pay attention to her, and hurriedly got the needle and thread, planning to help Dongmei sew the wound.
Dongmei glanced at her right arm, with a frustrated face, she tightened Dongfang Jing's arm and said, "Master, don't waste time! Listen to the servant girl to talk about the outside situation first, and the master will find a way to deal with it! The slave servant's wound is too big. Stitched..."