Chapter 82 Look, the prince almost strangled Lin Wanyue to death
It is undeniable that she is a good seedling, but it is a pity that her intelligence is not used in the right place.
Shen Ning was not discouraged even if he lost, he just sat there and stole the skills, silently writing down the moves.
At the same time, she is well versed in human kinesiology and unconsciously constructs his movement trajectory in her mind.
I have to admit that his perfect physique and point-and-line moves bring his power to the extreme, and his movements are a visual feast. It's a pity that the villain doesn't do anything.
Shen Ning listened to Xiao Weijing's words. Furthermore, it would take Xiao Yunqi a month to find the medicine. Li Chunniu would not go on the market without coming up with a perfect countermeasure.
After eating, Shen Ning took out the drawings of the prosthetic limb and made some changes, hoping to catch Shi Yi as a coolie, but no one saw the shadow.
She was really not good at carpentry. Seeing Xiao Weijing basking in the sun under a tree, she walked over with ill intentions, threw the wooden stake on the ground, and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, move more after eating. Don't just sit around all day." , all the limbs are degenerated.”
Eat her food and drink her food every day, and be careful to develop a fat pig.
"You ordered me to do something?" Xiao Weijing's eyes were sharp. Who gave her the courage?
It was not Shen Ning who was looking for trouble, but the joint design of the prosthetic limb was complicated. She found several carpentry shops with the best craftsmanship in the capital but couldn't make it. Eleven didn't know where he died, so she had to find him to work.
Besides, I really don't like him.
Finding trouble also requires skills. Shen Ning stabbed him in the heart, "My lord, you owe General Pang a leg. Now is your chance to repay him."
As expected, Xiao Weijing's face turned gloomy and frightening.
The two of them were under great pressure, with dark clouds and lightning and thunder.
However, Xiao Weijing finally took the drawing from her hand and frowned: "Why has it become simpler?"
What a bitch, he spied on her and refused to admit it, even knowing that she had changed the drawings.
“The previous design was too complicated and impossible to make.”
Xiao Weijing stared at the drawing, "What's the difference if I change it?"
“Not flexible enough.”
He threw the paper drawing back and said, "I want the best."
"My lord, don't talk too much, or you'll be slapped in the face if you don't do it right."
"Cut the nonsense."
Okay, Shen Ning took out the invalid drawings and saw how he could find steps for himself.
Even though Xiao Weijing had a bad look on his face, he was a consummate person. After studying for half an hour, he drew a few special knives and asked them to be sent to the iron shop to be made immediately.
He kept the drawing in his mind and used his sword to chop wood like a carrot.
A prince who cannot do carpentry is not a good villain.
This is not a human being, it is simply a machine with Mao De's emotions. He can be seen using long and short knives and daggers alternately. As the wood chips continue to accumulate, the prosthetic limbs gradually reveal their shape.
I have to admit that Xiao Gou can't even find any flaws in his work except for his good looks.
The sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong, streamlined arms. The muscles swelled with the force of the movements, as if they were accumulating tremendous strength.
No wonder Lin Wanyue is a dog licker, crying and begging for favor. No one else would be able to escape this disaster.
Shen Ning felt chilled and moved her eyes away in time.
Xiao Weijing is as considerate as dust to the people he cares about, "The wood is too heavy to be walked on frequently. Hollowing out the heart can reduce the weight."
It's not that Shen Ning didn't expect it, but it's difficult to do it with the existing technology. "The wood is only temporary and will be replaced when suitable materials are found."
Xiao Weijing opened a hole from the side and began to hollow out the inside of the wood.
He's good, he's awesome, keep going.
The special knives will not arrive until tomorrow. Xiao Weijing returned to Yuqingxuan in the afternoon.
With the villain gone, the air is indeed much clearer.
Shen Ning had just put on the pearl powder and egg white mask and planned to take a good nap when Pang Xingxiu suddenly rushed out and said in a panic: "Princess, something happened to the prince."
What could happen? Good people don't live long, disasters last for thousands of years, and Xiao Gou still has several years to live.
If something happened and she died, she could be a happy widow.
Shen Ning remained unmoved and lay comfortably on the couch.
Pang Xingxiu was so anxious that she ignored the white powder smeared on her face, grabbed her and ran out, "Lin Wanyue has been watching at the entrance of your courtyard every day. When she saw that the prince had returned to Yuqingxuan, she came over immediately."
The prince was having a discussion with his subordinates, and there was an intermission. Lin Wanyue took advantage of the situation, and she didn't know what she had done. The prince suddenly got angry and choked her.
If General Han and the others outside heard the noise, Lin Wanyue would have been strangled to death.
It was so terrifying, the prince looked like a crazed beast, his eyes were blood red, and even seven or eight tough men on the battlefield could not suppress him.
Shen Ning frowned, was he mad?
Being dragged along by Pang Xingxiu along the way, Shen Ning tried to find reasons to escape but failed.
Her brother sent a message and asked her to bring the princess here no matter what.
Shen Ning was forcibly taken to the study, where Xiao Weijing was trapped by seven or eight people. Lin Wanyue stood against the wall with a frightened expression. The marks on her neck made people shudder. The study was in a mess everywhere.
Seeing his bloody eyes, Shen Ning secretly screamed that something was wrong, he was indeed ill.
Lin Wanyue's good tricks actually made him sick in advance.
The few people were exhausted and could no longer trap Xiao Weijing. Once he completely lost his mind, all of them would become meatloaf, and she would not be able to escape.
Shen Ning had no choice but to rush up and stab him a dozen times.
Xiao Weijing fell down, and everyone who saved his life was relieved and helped him back to the room, "Princess, the prince will be entrusted to you to take care of him. We are waiting outside. If you need anything, just ask."
With that said, he pushed Xiao Weijing towards her and slipped away.
He was as heavy as a mountain, and almost broke Shen Ning's waist. Fortunately, he usually had a steady stance.
Shen Ning helped him to the bedside, but when he let go, none of them could stand still, and the whole body fell on him.
She fell so hard that stars appeared in her eyes, as if something hard had hit her. She got up in confusion, and her eyes suddenly widened.
Who can tell him why he pitched a tent when he was mad?
Uh, could it be that he finally died violently and set himself on fire because he couldn't fall with a golden gun?
But the last time he had an attack, he didn't get nervous.
Could it be that Lin Wanyue did something?
This was not Shen Ning's wild imagination. When he left Taoran Courtyard, he seemed to be in a good mood. There was no reason for him to suddenly go crazy.
Xiao Weijing is still conscious, but the internal force of the rampage has been removed, but she can clearly feel the blood flow and heartbeat speeding up.
He felt deeply about the matter that had become controversial, and his face turned red.
Shame, too shameful, and it was still in front of Shen Ning.
Shen Ning has been practicing surgery for several years. I dare to ask what I haven't seen before.
After a brief moment of embarrassment, she suddenly became cheerful and asked, "My lord, how do you feel now?"
The silver needle entered the body and the acupuncture points were sealed. Xiao Weijing fell on the bed unable to move. He stared closely at Shen Ning's face... He swallowed uncontrollably and closed his eyes in pain, "Get out."
"My lord, are you sure you don't need my help?"
Hahahaha, this kind of pain that cannot be vented is what tortures men the most.