Jin Jiuying was inexplicably dragged out of the bed, and she was thrown a circle before she fell to the ground. Then suddenly, her stomach turned up and she looked up, and there were those dark eyes again. Adding that one makes people dare not dare. Jun Rong looking straight.
She who had never known the killing could stand this kind of scene. She stood firmly, raised her hand and slapped Ye Mo, then turned around, broke away from his hand, and stood opposite him.
Parted the distance, save me. Jin Jiuying only remembered that he had some silver needles pierced in her body, and she stretched out her hand angrily and pulled it out on her own.
"Miss Jin, please return the silver needle to this king." Ye Mo didn't say anything. Even if Jin Jiuying slapped him in public, he just turned his face quietly and asked for his silver needle.
"Don't let me see you again." Jin Jiuying pointed the sword to his face with a cold warning, then waved her hand, she threw all three silver needles out and stuck them on the door.
"Miss Jin pays attention to rest, my king is leaving." Ye Mo didn't seem to be angry, and just said goodbye to Jin Jiuying's deportation order, then walked to the door and pulled out his silver needle forcefully.
Seeing him pulling out the silver needle really made Jin Jiuying wonder if the actions he made just now were sleepwalking. Although she was angry, she didn't have much strength. The silver needle just happened to be stuck on the wooden board without falling, but he seemed to use it. It took a lot of effort to pull it off.
The way he looked when he pulled out the silver needle, maybe it was said that he was a weak individual, it was really beyond doubt.
But during the time he worked with her, his consistent movements were definitely not something an ordinary person could do.
Is he concealing something because he is afraid that Ye Zhaoyang has discovered some clues about him, but Ye Zhaoyang was watching the scene when he lifted her from the bed just now.
No, Jin Jiuying thought about it for a while, and suddenly thought of some clues that she was tricked by Ye Mo. When he took her out of bed, he should have used her internal force to support her and turned around and gave Ye Zhaoyang the wrong one. Vision, mistakenly thought that she jumped out of the bed by herself, still clinging to his hand like that, then leaned back and bent over to let her support him.
What a scheming man, she was blinded by someone who had been running on the road. No wonder he seemed to be panicked at the time. He even helped her when she turned her around and fell on the ground. At the time, there seemed to be false embarrassment on his face.
Really a man who can act, he is scheming enough, and he is really ruthless in tricks.
"Ye Mo, you'd better not let me see you again." Jin Jiuying muttered in her heart, unspeakable anger. He unexpectedly gave him such a wrong vision in front of Ye Zhaoyang. This meant that Ye Zhaoyang would misunderstand her. Let Ye Zhaoyang mistakenly think that she has a good impression of him.
This vicious man, he was deliberately trying to kill her, but fortunately, she was witty and gave him a slap in the face. Maybe this could save a little bit.
Ye Zhaoyang wanted to deal with it, but it was definitely not now, let alone annoyed him with that kind of behavior.
For him, she must slowly get to know him, and then publicize his crimes one by one to prevent his conspiracy from succeeding. Only in this way can she survive.
At the thought of being tricked by Ye Mo, Jin Jiuying was so angry that she couldn't wait to grab him back and tear it up now.
But when she was angry, she suddenly felt a headache. The pain was like 10,000 ants pecking at her meat bit by bit.
"Damn Ye Mo." Jin Jiuying remembered the three needles that Ye Mo gave him. It seems that she guessed right, there was a problem with that stitch.
"Ying'er, what's wrong with you, what's uncomfortable?" Seeing Jin Jiuying holding her head in her hands, with a bit of pain on her expression, Ye Zhaoyang hurried over and asked her softly in panic and worry.
"It's okay, just give me a rest." Jin Jiuying endured the buzzing sound in his head, and squeezed her head with her hands. She reluctantly pulled out an arc, shook her head, and replied to Ye Zhaoyang.
"Well, let me help you lie down for a while." Ye Zhaoyang took the sword in his left hand, wrapped her slender waist in his right hand, and walked to the bed.
Although Jin Jiuying repelled a man from being so close to her, but thinking of the influence of this person here, she could only tolerate it temporarily and let him lie down on the bed.
"Ying'er, are you okay, should I call some royal doctors again?" Ye Zhaoyang saw Jin Jiuying lying on the bed with sweat dripping from his forehead, and he was more worried.
"I'm fine." Jin Jiuying smiled again, and she didn't know if she was lying more comfortable, or if Ye Mo had done something with her hands and feet, the pain in her head instantly eased a lot when she lay on the bed.
Hearing what she said, Ye Zhaoyang also showed a warm smile, nodded slightly, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
I always felt that Ye Mo’s actions today might have left a bad influence on Ye Zhaoyang’s heart. Jin Jiuying reached out and took the handkerchief in Ye Zhaoyang’s hand. While wiping her sweat, she explained, “I’m afraid of getting a needle, so I’ll treat your Nine Emperor Gods. Uncle is so offended, please help me tell him and apologize."
"It's okay." Ye Zhaoyang smiled slightly, took her hand and kissed it lightly.
But before his gentle movement, Jin Jiuying clearly saw his face change.
In the past few days, Jin Jiuying’s headache has not been relieved. She always has to lie down, stand up, or even sit up. The pain in her head will be “buzzing” like a swarm of bees flying around in her head. Go the same.
What a Ye Mo, this is because she can't get up for a lifetime. When I first saw him, I thought he had the appearance of a fairy, but I didn't know that appearance, but he had a devil's heart.
With a crisp sound of'crack', Jin Jiuying, who was lying down with a really painful back, just got up and remembered to get up and sit for a while, and was tortured by the pain from his head again and knocked over the teacup on the table. On the table.
Ye Mo didn't know what to do with her. It seemed that nothing happened. This head was about to split apart in a day's pain.
This vicious man, she had no grievances with him. At most, she was a little bit poor in etiquette when they first met, so she shouldn't be so vicious to her.
"Second Sister, Second Sister, what's the matter with you?" Jin Jiulan rushed into the room when she heard the sound of a teacup breaking in the room, and asked anxiously when she saw Jin Jiuying, who was holding her head tightly with her sore hands by the table.
"It's been a long time, but it was accidentally dropped. How could it be like this?" Jin Jiulan used her feet to pull away the broken cup fragments that Jin Jiuying was on the ground with her feet, and then she stood there. Next to her, holding her head, massaging her temples.