Meng Zhonghe looked at Meng Wanci's trusty gaze, and his eyes suddenly dodged. His actions made Meng Wanci stunned and could no longer say anything in his mouth.

The two of them didn't know how long they stayed quietly, but Meng Zhonghe sighed slightly and opened his mouth to break the silence of the scene. "I originally thought I would tell you after things were done, but I didn't expect Yun Feiyi to find evidence and finally went to the Heavenly Prison. It's time to tell you my true identity," Meng Zhonghe finally looked straight into Meng Wanci's eyes and said solemnly: "Ci'er, I'm from Xi'an Country..."

In the empress dowager's palace, Qin Su was hostage and frightened the people on the spot. Yan Ce immediately ordered the guards present to rescue Qin Su. The guards rushed forward as if they were desperate, trying to save the empress dowager from Yan Zhou, but they were all knocked to the ground by Yan Zhou.

Yun Yizhu looked at this scene calmly, her brain turned rapidly, and she could not leave the current situation because Yan Zhou's poison could no longer be suppressed and she needed to stay for help. Secondly, she looked at Yan Zhou with a steady look, thinking about how to save Qin Su, because she didn't want Yan Zhou to regret and feel sad for what he had done after he woke up.

At this moment, Yan Zhou was standing in front of the bookshelf at the entrance of the secret room, pinching Qin Su with his neck and pressing him firmly on the bookshelf. Even if the guards attacked him together, they could only stand five people next to Yan Zhou at one time. The original secret guards were also injured, leaving only those guards with little martial arts skills, which must not be able to subdue Yan Zhou.

Seeing the guards rushing around, Yun Yizhu was not in a hurry. She needed to wait for an opportunity to get close to Yan Zhou, and would not be blocked by the guards who came forward blindly, nor would she be noticed by Yan Zhou.

She stood quietly by the side, and a thin silver needle slipped out from her wrist. It was just a very ordinary silver needle. All Yun Yizhu needed to do was to insert it into a certain position on Yan Zhou's head.

Maybe he had been waiting for a long time, or maybe it was just a moment. Yun Yizhu narrowed his eyes and rushed towards Yan Zhou, filling the gap that had just fallen down, and quickly reached out his hand to Yan Zhou.

Yan Zhou did not notice this figure at the beginning, but when Yun Yizhu took action close to him, he suddenly reminded him of danger. Without time to react, Yan Zhou immediately slapped Yun Yizhu's silver needle, but Yun Yizhu's silver needle also smoothly inserted into the expected acupuncture point.

Yun Yizhu breathed out the fishy and sweet liquid from his throat in his mouth. It seemed that his luck was not too bad. At least he was not slapped to death by Yan Zhou's palm. She smiled mockingly and looked at Yan Zhou who had let go of Qin Su and knelt on the ground.

The voice in his mind kept roaring, and the weird guy interrupted his good things, but Yan Zhou was already limp and slowly fell to the ground.

I stood up with the discomfort in my chest and first looked at Qin Su who was let down by Yan Zhou. I realized that the person was just missing oxygen and fainted. After a while, I could recover. I felt relieved.

Yan Ce was the only one who was still awake and had the right to speak in the room. Yun Yizhu thought about it and walked into Yan Ce and said to him: "Master, can you send someone to help bring Yan Zhou back to the secret room? I can save Yan Zhou."

After Yan Zhou fainted, Yan Ce kept staring at Yun Yizhu. Seeing that she had checked the Empress Dowager's condition first and made sure that the Empress Dowager was fine, then came over to her. Thinking that she had not lie to her, she called two guards to follow Yun Yizhu to take Yan Zhou back to the secret room, while the others carried Qin Su and Yan Ce to other rooms.

Xuan Lin was lying in the secret room, waiting anxiously for most of the day, very afraid that something would happen. As a result, Yun Yizhu took his people to carry Yan Zhou back to the secret room, and then sent the two guards away.

"Cough... I originally wanted them to take you away, but after thinking about it, I'd better forget it. You can stay and be a witness, so as not to think that I've harmed him." Yun Yizhu covered his chest, met Xuan Lin's puzzled eyes, and looked at Yan Zhou lying on the bed, with a calm face, and explained: "I will give Yan Zhou acupuncture later, and I will also give you the relevant acupoints, please take a closer look."

Unexpectedly, the needle technique that I had always wanted to find an opportunity to hand it over to Xuanlin would be in such a situation. Yun Yizhu's thoughts, then took out a small cloth bag and placed it on the wooden table beside the bed. When he opened it, he saw that it was a row of silver needles of varying lengths.

The silver needle that Yun Yizhu inserted on Yan Zhou's head just now was also taken in this pack of silver needles. She didn't have many poisonous silver needles hidden on her body. She had used up all of them to deal with the secret guards, and now there is no poison on these silver needles.

He walked to the bed, Yun Yizhu unbuttoned Yan Zhou's shirt with a cold face, trying to control her eyes and not look around, but her face, which was pale and blood-colored just now, had turned slightly red, and her hands holding the clothes were shaking slightly, revealing her inner uneasiness.

Xuan Lin rested for a long time and was able to move slightly. Just now, Yun Yizhu said he wanted to teach him the needle method to suppress Yan Zhou's poison, so he began to slowly move to Yan Zhou's bed. At this moment, he looked at Yun Yizhu's somewhat shy expression, a little funny, but he didn't speak.

Yun Yizhu was almost cursing in her heart. Isn’t it just taking off a man’s clothes? She was so shy that she was so shy. In the 21st century, she didn’t know how many men’s naked bodies had seen, and she didn’t have any reaction. She really got back to life.

Trying to control his trembling hands, Yun Yizhu finally took off all Yan Zhou's top, and his eyes dodged to look at the honey-colored chest in front of him under the candle fire. Yun Yizhu took a few deep breaths and closed his eyes to calm himself down.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes had regained their calmness, and the heat on her face slowly dropped. She paused when she turned around and was about to pull the silver needle. Then she looked at Xuan Lin and asked, "Do you have silver needles on you?" She suddenly remembered that for the convenience of carrying, she didn't put too much of her bag of silver needles, and it might not be enough for a while.

Xuan Lin hurriedly took out his silver needle bag from his arms and handed it to her, with a clean cloth towel inside. Yun Yizhu opened the small bag he took, and placed it side by side with the original silver needle. He pulled out a silver needle and passed it back and forth several times on the swaying candlelight. Then he held his hand and gently pierced into Yan Zhou's acupoint.

While using the silver needle, Yun Yizhu told Xuan Lin about the acupoints and order of using the needle. Half an hour passed, but it was only halfway through. Yun Yizhu couldn't hold on. His trembling hands wanted to use the silver needle, but stopped and put the silver needle back.

"Miss Yizhu, what's wrong with you?" Suddenly seeing Yun Yizhu stop, frowning, and looking uncomfortable, Xuan Lin asked worriedly.

It was also because Yun Yizhu was wearing a mysterious suit tonight, and the blood stains on his body made the color of the clothes darker. Therefore, Xuan Lin did not notice that Yun Yizhu was seriously injured. It was already supported by his will.
Chapter completed!