Chapter 906

Mu Qianxun waited for her to lie down, then he took out the silver needle and prepared to prick it for her.

Song Yu just wanted to say something, but he suddenly came to him with a silver needle and almost jumped out of bed.

"What are you doing, sleeper?"

"You have drunk a lot of wine tonight. I'll give you some injections so that you won't have a headache when you sleep." Mu Qianxun explained casually.

Song Shiyu would rather sleep and have a headache than let him put a needle in her.

"You just rub it for me. You don't have to do the needling."

"Needling is a no hassle solution. You are not afraid, are you Mu Qianxun looked at her with a look of contempt.

He knew too much about the rain of the Song Dynasty, and knew that the most unbearable thing for the rain of the Song Dynasty was the method of arousing generals.

Song Shiyu did not disappoint him.

As soon as mu Qianxun said that she was afraid, she replied with a proud face: "I'm a Banxian. If I'm afraid, I'm also afraid of troubling you. How can I be afraid of a small silver needle. Since you don't feel trouble, come on! "

With that, she closed her eyes and looked as if she were dead.

Mu Qianxun felt funny when he saw this.

I was afraid that she would become angry again, so I put up with it.

After that, he sat down on the edge of the bed and helped song Shiyu with the needling.

In Song Dynasty, Yu thought it would be a little painful to be pricked by a needle, but he didn't expect that it didn't hurt at all, it was also a little comfortable.

Therefore, before mu Qianxun had finished the injection for her, she was already comfortably asleep.

Mu Qianxun didn't lie down beside her until he helped her with the injection, and he gently held her in his arms.

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When Shen didn't wake up, the sky outside the house was already full of light.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Mo wusheng's face close at hand, which made him almost hiccup.

Don't ask him why he's surprised. He won't say that Mo wusheng is looking at him with his eyes open at this time. It's obvious that he woke up for a while.

Everything last night was like a storm. His brain was clear and turbid.

Qingming is because he remembers everything last night, turbid is because he doesn't know how to face everything in front of him.

After pondering for a moment, he summoned up the courage to say, "Wu Sheng, you wake up."

The expression on Mo wusheng's face remained unchanged, only a faint "um".

It was a bit unexpected that he behaved so calmly.

"You were drunk last night, I..."

He wanted to explain something, but he felt that no matter how to explain it, it was futile.

So, in the middle of the conversation, he stopped.

Mo wusheng frowned subconsciously after listening to him.

Shen Weijian thought that he was not happy, but he gave him a sentence.

"I have a headache."

"What?" Some of Shen Wei didn't respond and blurted out.

As soon as he said this, Mo wusheng's eyebrows twisted deeper. He just repeated what he had just said with patience.

"I have a headache."

It's hard to hear clearly, but he has a headache. What can he do?

Ask the military doctor to come and have a look, or rub it for him.

I really want to help him, but he is a hypocrite.

"Does it hurt? Or I'll ask the military doctor to help you. "

"You don't have to ask for a military doctor. Just rub it for me." Mo wusheng is not warm, not fire.

Happiness comes so suddenly that Shen Wei thinks he is dreaming.

Coincidentally, Mo wusheng thought so.

From the moment he opened his eyes to Shen Weijian, he thought he was dreaming.

Because of this, in front of Shen Weijian, he was so calm.

He felt that he was thinking about the past and the days he had been with him day and night. Otherwise, how could he dream of him.