Chapter 43 Ling Zixia's candle tears quench the itch
Qing'er looked at Ling Zixia's actions in confusion.
She had no idea why her master would flick a little candle wax out of the window.
I don't understand why the guard from Prince Jing's Mansion who escaped would come back.
Ling Zixia didn't explain to her.
She simply sat down in her chair again.
She picked up the cold tea on the table.
She took a gentle sip.
As if waiting for something.
Time passes by every second.
The room was so quiet that you could hear the chirping of autumn insects outside the window.
Qing'er's heart was filled with uneasiness.
She wanted to ask several times.
But seeing Ling Zi-Xia's calm profile.
She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
About an incense stick of time passed.
Suddenly, there was another rapid sound of breaking through the air outside the window.
The sound came from far away.
Finally it stopped outside the wall of Jingsi Temple.
Immediately following.
A voice full of pain and anxiety sounded outside the yard.
"Miss Ling! Please! Please save me!"
The voice belonged to the guard from Prince Jing's Mansion who had just escaped.
Just in his voice at this moment.
There is no longer the toughness and calmness of the past.
All that is left is endless pain and pleading.
Qing'er's face showed an expression of disbelief.
She walked quickly to the window and looked out.
I only saw the guard who had gone and returned.
He was kneeling at the gate of Jingsiyuan.
His face flushed crimson.
Veins popped out on his neck.
He tore at his collar frantically with both hands.
It was as if something was burning in his body.
Zhang Mo and others who were guarding the door were also stunned by this sudden change.
They drew their knives.
They cautiously surrounded the guard who was behaving strangely.
"Who are you? How dare you make a noise outside Jingsiyuan!"
Zhang Mo shouted sternly.
The guard ignored them completely.
His eyes were bloodshot with pain.
He just stared at the direction of Ling Zixia's bedroom.
He screamed with all his might.
"Girl! It's me! I was wrong!"
"Please have mercy on me and spare my life!"
"I'm so itchy...I'm dying of itchiness!"
His cry was extremely shrill.
It makes one's scalp tingle.
Qing'er turned around and looked at Ling Zixia.
His eyes were filled with awe and confusion.
She really couldn't understand it.
What kind of magical methods did the master use?
Can make a man of iron will.
To become like this in such a short time.
There was still no expression on Ling Zixia's face.
She slowly put down the teacup in her hand.
She instructed Qing'er.
"Go, let him in."
"Tell Commander Zhang Mo that I'm the guest."
Qing'er immediately responded and left.
She opened the gate.
She conveyed Ling Zixia's order to Zhang Mo.
Although Zhang Mo was full of doubts.
But he didn't dare to disobey Ling Zixia's wishes.
He could only wave his hand.
Ask your guards to make way.
The guard got permission.
He rushed into the yard, crawling and rolling.
He rushed straight to the door of Ling Zixia's bedroom.
He fell heavily to his knees with a thud.
He kept bowing his head.
There was a cry in the voice.
"Girl, spare me! Girl, spare me!"
Ling Zixia walked slowly to the door.
She looked down at him.
Asked lightly.
"Why? Didn't I let you go?"
"Why did you come back?"
The guard groaned in pain.
He scratched his arms frantically with his nails.
While answering intermittently.
"I...I just left the Prime Minister's Mansion not far away..."
"A strange itch suddenly arose in my body..."
"That itch... feels like it's coming from between my bones..."
"No matter how hard I scratched or clawed, it didn't relieve the pain at all..."
"On the contrary... the more I scratch, the more itchy it becomes..."
As he spoke, he had already scratched his arms and calves, leaving bloody marks.
But he seemed to feel no pain.
Just kept scratching.
His face showed an expression that was worse than death.
Ling Zixia looked at him quietly.
She knows.
The little candle wax I just flicked out worked.
The candle wax itself is not poisonous.
But after being transformed by her fingers.
It became a strange kind of hook.
This primer is colorless and odorless.
It will adhere to human skin.
Its only function.
It is in the bowl of "potion" that the guard drank before being activated.
The hidden second attribute.
That bowl of water.
On the surface, it was an anesthetic that blocked his meridians.
Actually.
But it is the trigger of a compound poison called "Bone Erosion Itch".
And that candle tears.
It is the key to ignite this kind of temptation.
Once the two meet.
It will produce the most unbearable itch in the world.
This itching sensation originates from nerve endings.
It will give people the illusion that there are countless ants gnawing at their bones.
No matter how strong-willed a person is.
I can't bear this kind of torture.
This is exactly the "big gift" Ling Zixia prepared for Prince Jing.
She wants to do it this way.
Let the high and mighty prince know.
She is Ling Zi-Xia.
It's not someone he can mess with casually.
"You want me to save you?"
Ling Zixia's voice remained flat.
The guard seemed to have grabbed the last straw.
He nodded frantically.
"Please have mercy on me, young lady! If only you could relieve this itch on my body!"
"I am willing to work like a slave for you, and I will never have any second thoughts!"
Ling Zi-" Xia's mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc.
She wants it.
That's the sentence.
She didn't agree to him immediately.
Instead, he turned and looked at Zhang Mo at the gate of the courtyard.
"Commander Zhang."
"This person is the messenger sent by His Royal Highness Prince Jing to discuss important matters with me."
"You were just joking with me."
"Please do not misunderstand me, Commander, and do not report this matter to the Prime Minister."
Zhang Mo was confused.
But he looked at the guard's painful expression.
And what he just said.
I have already vaguely guessed some of the truth in my heart.
His methods towards Aunt Ling.
I have a deeper understanding.
He didn't dare ask more questions.
I could only respond with a fist salute.
"I understand."
Ling Zi-Xia nodded with satisfaction.
Only then did she turn around.
She said to the guard.
"Get up."
"Since you are sensible, I will forgive you this time."
She said.
From the withered banana tree by the windowsill.
I picked up a small leaf casually.
She held the ordinary banana leaf in her palm.
Rub it gently a few times.
When she opened her palm again.
The leaf has turned into a pool of green juice.
A fresh fragrance instantly spread.
"Apply this to all the itchy areas on your body."
"The itching will go away in a quarter of an hour."
She handed the pool of juice to the guard.
The guard looked at the pool of magical medicine.
His eyes were filled with shock and ecstasy.
He stretched out his hands without hesitation.
He took the medicine carefully.
He trembled as he applied the medicine on his skin which was covered in blood.
A cool feeling came instantly.
That itch that goes deep into your bones.
It was actually fading at an incredible speed.
It only took a few breaths.
The pained expression on his face completely disappeared.
Instead
Instead.
It is endless gratitude and relief for surviving the disaster.
He kowtowed three times to Ling Zixia again.
"Thank you for your kindness!"
"Your subordinate... no, I am Lin Feng. From now on, I will serve you like a dog and a horse!"
Ling Zi-Xia looked at him indifferently.
"Remember what you said today."
"Now, you can go back."
"Tell your master that my terms are the same as when he sent you."
"If he wants to know more, let him come in person."
"However, the location of our next meeting will be decided by me."
When Lin Feng heard this, his body shook.
He knew that the woman in front of him was not only trying to warn Prince Jing.
She even wants to take the initiative.
Keep the initiative of negotiations firmly in your own hands.
He didn't dare to disobey in the slightest.
He responded respectfully.
Then he jumped up from the ground.
He bowed deeply to Ling Zixia again.
Then he turned around and took a few leaps.
Disappeared outside the high walls of the prime minister's residence.
This time.
He really left.
And in his heart.
To the mysterious woman in the meditation center.
Only the deepest awe remains.
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