A feast of flowers?

Zhen Kexin hears the speech and brightens her eyes.

She remembers that Wei Zihou made a lot of ugliness at the feast last year. As for this year, she does not believe that a person has changed so much. Even though Wei Zihou is much more beautiful and intelligent than before, her change is limited, isn't it?

The feast of flowers is not only about beauty, but also about talent and strength. She prepared well, will certainly make Wei Zihou ugly, and even bad reputation!

"Brother, if there is no accident, your leg will react after the third acupuncture. At that time, the medicine bath will not be needed. As long as we cooperate with acupuncture and other rehabilitation training, I believe my brother's legs will recover as before soon as possible Wei Zihou spread the purple bamboo array wrapped in leather in her hands on the table beside the couch. Her eyes on Wei Ziyu were full of confidence.

"I believe in my sister." Wei Ziyu was lying on the couch with a smile and a soft face.

He believed in Queen violet, unconditionally. But then again, even if it turns out to be a failure, he'll never be down again. Because after purple, he gradually understood a lot, also looked at a lot. Even if he can't stand up later, what makes him happy is that at least he can watch his sister fly high and read mountains and rivers for him.

Purple queen no longer speak, convergence smile on the face, focus on the purple bamboo needle according to the length of the role, one after another in Wei Ziyu's legs on each acupoint.

Purple bamboo needle is made of nine sections of purple bamboo. Because it was born on the Bank of the cold pool and has a strong aura for warm cultivation, the effect of purple bamboo needle is obviously not comparable to that of ordinary silver needle.

When the purple bamboo needles were inserted into Wei Ziyu's flesh, the color of the purple needles gradually deepened and finally turned black.

Wei Guoting several people did not dare to disturb the empress purple, but they were not at ease. So they all stood at the door of the room, looking at everything inside, and their mood was fluctuating.

"Grandfather, uncle, aunt." A low voice distracted several people.

"Yeer, why are you here?" Wei Shirong saw the visitor, slightly a Leng, surprised asked.

"Yeer heard about the affairs in the mansion, so I came to have a look. You are too sad for ye'er, my grandfather and uncle. I don't tell ye'er such a big thing as Ziyu and Zihou. " Chu Ling night firm and steady face, emerged a sad expression, tone slightly lost.

"What's the point of telling you about Ziyu's leg before it's cured? As for the girl purple queen, why didn't you care so much about her before Wei Guoting's tone was not very good.

"Hehe, it's Yeer's fault." Chu Ling night ha ha smile, deep as the eyes of a bitter flash.

"Father, don't be angry with ye'er. He also has his own difficulties." Wei Shirong sighed, his face a little helpless.

"Hou'er is giving yu'er acupuncture and moxibustion. Since ye'er is here, let's wait a little while, and they will be all right." Zhao xinrou smiles and mediates the inexplicable atmosphere between ye and sun.

Chu Ling night with a smile nodded, eyes a turn, through the open door fell on that thin figure, a pair of eyes, as if thinking.

As the purple bamboo needle gradually pierced Wei Ziyu's legs, an inexplicable feeling grew slowly, gradually enlarged, and finally converged into a wave, attacking Wei Ziyu's heart! Wei Ziyu's eyes widened and his face was full of shock.

"My legs I feel it. " Compared with the last slight reaction, this time the feeling is more turbulent. He can clearly feel the pain of the silver needle into the flesh, and even he can slightly move his legs!

This is something he has been thinking about for years, but he has never been able to do it!

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