Song Yushu was in so much pain that he lost consciousness. "When my godfather died, he told me that someone was plotting in the kitchen. He told me to be careful, especially about the queen. Then he died!"
"What did you say?!" The low pressure emanating from Lu Zhixing enveloped Song Yushu's head. His handsome face was full of murderous intent, and the strength he used on his feet gradually increased.
"Your Highness, please understand. This is exactly what my godfather said before he died!" The wound on Song Yushu's shoulder burst open, and blood dripped onto the ground.
The subtle sound made Lu Zhixing frown, and he immediately retracted his foot and said grimly, "Do you know the consequences of deceiving this king?"
"I would never dare to deceive Your Highness." Song Yushu's face turned pale and he kowtowed repeatedly, trembling.
Lu Zhixing stood with his hands behind his back, looking blankly at Song Yushu, silent.
The confession of the assassin captured by Liu Bai was not much different from what the young eunuch said.
A young eunuch who hears that his mother is going to deal with him cannot be kept.
Just as Song Yushu was panicking, Lu Zhixing turned and said to the outside, "Someone come..."
"I don't know how many people I have heard about who killed my godfather. If I am kept alive, I can lure out all the masterminds behind the scenes!" Song Yushu hugged King Jing's feet in a panic and revealed all his cards.
"Moreover, I am a disciple of a famous doctor. If Your Majesty spares my life, I will do my utmost to help Your Majesty regain his sight!"
The vein on Lu Zhixing's forehead twitched violently. He turned around abruptly, a layer of frost covering his handsome face. His empty eyes darted towards Song Yushu, "What did you say?"
Mentioning his strengths, Song Yushu even forgot Lu Zhixing's pressure for a moment. "I wouldn't say my acupuncture skills are the best, but no one can match them! I cured Xichun's headache!"
Song Yushu knew very well how much Lu Zhixing, who had lost his sight in an accident in the past two years, wanted to regain his sight, thanks to his godfather.
But it is not easy to get Lu Zhixing to believe in his medical skills.
Song Yushu could only bring up the matter of treating Xichun.
Everyone in the mansion knew how serious Xichun's migraine was. She was Lu Zhixing's personal maid, so Lu Zhixing must have known about it.
Another period of terrifying silence passed.
A murderous voice echoed in the woodshed, and Lu Zhixing's thighs tensed. "How long are you going to hold me?!"
Only then did Song Yushu realize that he was naked, and the rag had already slipped to the ground...
"The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die!"
This mysophobia freak hates being touched the most, let alone Song Yushu, who is now covered in dust and blood.
Song Yushu quickly let go of his hand, grabbed the rag and wrapped himself around it, then kowtowed and begged for mercy.
An icy sword lifted Song Yushu's chin. Lu Zhixing's hollow eyes were filled with sinister intent. "Do you know what will happen if you tease me?"
Song Yushu couldn't help but chatter, even her sword was shaking, but she still insisted, "Every word I said is true, please understand, Your Highness!"
In the dim woodshed, the only sounds could be heard: Song Yushu's rapid breathing and the sound of his heartbeat like a drum.
The idea of bait was a bit of a stretch, but the allure of returning to the light was greater.
Lu Zhixing has been seeking medical treatment and medicine everywhere for more than two years, but still has not made any progress. How can an unknown eunuch have such ability?
Finally, Lu Zhixing frowned and gave instructions to the people outside.
"Let Xichun come over."
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