As soon as she opened the door, Empress Corning saw Zhu Yijing carrying a pot of tea and preparing to come in. She was a little surprised when she found out that she had come out:

"My Queen, are you finished talking now? The temperature of this pot of tea has just dropped, and Erchen is just planning to send it in."

“No need.”

Scan the teapot with a faint heat, Empress Corning shook her head and waved her hand to signal Zhu Yijing to get out of the way and not to get in the way:

"I have already told Shenglan what to say. The rest is to ask you. Yesterday, you asked Butler Wang to go to Taipei City to find a blacksmith with the drawings. What did you do to make a comeback?"

"Oh, this is not a military and national object, it is just an object to be used for Sheng Lan, which will help her body relax."

As he said that, Zhu Yijing took out a strange handful of strange shapes from his cuffs, which were flaky but hollow in the center. The lower half of the knife-like part was also amazingly thick, round and smooth, which made Empress Corning look a little puzzled:

"What is this? I haven't seen it before?"

"This thing is called a fascia knife."

He reached out and handed the fascia knife in his hand to Empress Corning. Zhu Yijing looked at her and You Shenglan with a smile and observed and played with her:

"If you want to say that this fascia knife is a good thing, there are at least three points to help:

First, restore and improve skin elasticity. This is the credit for treating superficial fascia. During treatment, you can clearly feel the bubble feeling under the skin and the sensation of irregular connective tissue, which will make the support band between fat and the skin uneven.

Second, treat sports injuries. Almost all sports injuries can be very effective under the treatment of a fascia knife because it treats the correct point, which is so simple. Muscle strain and massage the muscles are massaged. This is the reason why traditional therapy is not effective, and the wrong treatment is treated.

Third, activate proprioceptors, that is, nerve activation, which will make you better train. Many military personnel encounter bottlenecks during training, or experience different feelings of left and right limbs and unstable state during training, which is mainly due to the problem of proprioceptors of the deep fascia, that is, adhesion of the deep fascia."

"...I don't understand what your boy is saying, but this thing will not cause harm, right?"

When he handed the fascia knife to You Shenglan, Empress Corning raised her eyebrows.

"That's natural. How could I bear to hurt Shenglan? I promise that after using this thing, the scars left on my body are much lighter than scraping."

"Then you said it was scraping?"

Empress Corning, who had glared at the hippie-faced Zhu Yijing, had thought he was going to take revenge and was a little amused:

"Forget it, I won't be with you. I still have official documents to deal with, so I will go back to the palace first. Enjing, let's go."

"Yes, your Majesty."

Appearing from behind Zhu Yijing like a ghost, Enjing successfully frightened Zhu Yijing again:

"Ao! Eunjing! You, you, even if you have good light skills, you can't come out casually and scare people!"

"When you go back to your highness, Xiaguan Qinggong is still very attractive in the palace, but at least one junior sister is much better than Xiaguan. If it weren't for a special reason, she should have served as the chief guard of Xiaguan."

He clasped his fists and answered Zhu Yijing, and Enjing was also very strict in doing things.

"Oh? Then why can't she be allowed to take charge?"

Zhu Yijing is very curious.

"... Because she was not in a normal mind, she was left to work by her master."

With an expression that he didn't want to recall, Enjing seemed to have extremely painful memories of this, but immediately realized that it was time to leave:

"Sorry, Your Highness, it's time for you to leave."

Fortunately, when I saw Zhu Yijing and Enjing chatting, Empress Corning stood aside with interest and listened, which made Enjing feel relieved.

...

Watching Empress Corning and Enjing go out from the main entrance, Zhu Yijing smiled and reached out to get his fascia knife back, and then pointed to You Shenglan in the direction of the inner room:

"Shenglan, go in first, take off your coat and lie on the bed. I'll get some soap pot."

Hearing Zhu Yijing's words, a hint of vigilance flashed in You Shenglan's eyes, but after thinking about it, can a knife with a blade with a thickness of one finger wide?

So You Shenglan nodded, turned around and walked towards the inner room, trying to see what Zhu Yijing could do to him.

After a while, Zhu Yijing, who had soap horns, came to the inner room swayingly, locked the door, turned his head and looked at You Shenglan, who was lying on the bed and wearing only a layer of thin pants and clothes, and smiled with satisfaction.

Then, he walked to the bed, first pulled You Shenglan's trousers on her legs to the back of her knees, and then applied soap horns on her left leg's calf. After it was covered with white foam, he applied a fascia knife again.

During the whole process, You Shenglan only felt that her calf was pressed a little sore, but she did not forget to feel it. It was not until Zhu Yijing picked up the fascia knife that she began to feel a little nervous.

"It's okay, let's relax."

Seeing You Shenglan's slightly tense body, Zhu Yijing, who was a little sweaty, simply took off her coat and patted You Shenglan's calves to calm her down. Then she went to bed and knelt, crossing You Shenglan's waist:

"Okay, I'm going to start. Shenglan, please control yourself and don't get me down."

A trace of bad premonition passed in my heart, but now that things have come to this, You Shenglan has to respond in a depressing response:

"Yes, Your Highness."

The next moment, Zhu Yijing smiled and pressed the fascia knife on You Shenglan's left leg calf, and began to twist back and forth.

"Yeah!!! Ah—"

A strange and sour pain suddenly came from the calf. Even if you were slashed by a big knife on your shoulder, You Shenglan, who was able to knock back her head, couldn't bear it and hummed directly:

"Wait a minute, Your Highness, what is this, oh——"

Holding the sheet tightly with both hands, You Shenglan was about to make a sound to stop Zhu Yijing's movements, but the skeleton in the middle of the calf was so painful that she couldn't speak.

Fortunately, You Shenglan reacted faster and bit the pillow before she screamed, so she was not embarrassed.

Even so, her voice leaked out, making Zhu Yijing laugh even more happily:

"It's okay, this is normal. Shenglan, you must have not done any stretching activities in the years. After a long time, your muscles are very stiff. My few strokes can help you spread the adhesion muscles and tendons, and you will be more relaxed when you exercise."

After saying that, Zhu Yijing pressed the protrusion of the fascia knife directly behind You Shenglan's ankle, pressed her gently to make her make an uncontrollable muffled groan, and began to shake her wrist and press it quickly.

"Ah-No! Your Highness, please stop, I really can't stand it! Your Highness-Ah-"

You Shenglan, who had never experienced such torture, could no longer bear it. She took the initiative to ask Zhu Yijing to stop, but it only caused a more intense shaking, which made her whole upper body feel so painful that she lifted up.

Several servants passing by outside the window heard the movement and walked away quickly. After a while, the inner room was twenty meters in a radius, and it became an unmanned land.
Chapter completed!