Princess Consort Is No Pushover

She touched the anesthetic in the small cloth bag, and if Chu Xuanchen wanted to move her tonight, she would give him a shot.

After bathing, eating, and brushing my teeth, the night is already very deep.

Jiu'er and the others retreated sensibly, leaving Feng'er alone in the outer room, ready to listen to the prince's instructions at any time.

Yun Ruoyue was reluctant in her heart and walked to the back room. At this time, Chu Xuanchen had already changed into a moon-white shirt and sat on the bed.

His jet-black hair poured down, black and straight like satin, with a faint silver glow, and the fragrance of shampoo on it, which smelled very good.

Seeing Yun Ruoyue walk in, his beautiful eyes swept toward her, and he stretched out his hand and patted his side, "Come here soon?"

What are you doing there?

Is he a tiger?

Yun Ruoyue clenched an anesthetic tightly in her sleeve, she walked towards Chu Xuanchen, and carefully sat next to him.

If he dares to do it, she will stun him with a needle.

Chu Xuanchen turned his face and looked at Yun Ruoyue with a deep gaze. The expression in his eyes seemed to look into her heart, "Why, you are very afraid of this king?"

"No, I'm not afraid of you." Yun Ruoyue was guilty of conscience because she was holding an anesthetic needle in her hand.

If it was discovered by Chu Xuanchen, it would be miserable.

"You are not afraid of this king, why is your body trembling?" Chu Xuanchen said coldly.

Yun Ruoyue hurriedly sat up straight, "Is there any? How do I feel that there is no."

"What is this?" Suddenly, Chu Xuanchen shot suddenly, grabbed Yun Ruoyue's hand, and exposed the anesthetic needle.

As soon as he saw the needle, his face instantly turned black. This was the anesthetic needle Yun Ruoyue used to deal with him last time.

"Yun, Ruo, Yue!" Chu Xuanchen gritted his teeth abruptly, his voice was as cold as an ice blade, "You actually want to Zhaben King again!"

After he finished speaking, he snatched the anesthesia needle, and quickly pointed the needle at Yun Ruoyue, "Do you want to use it against my king? How do you use this needle? Is it a **** on your skin? Can't move anymore?"

Yun Ruoyue was so scared that she hurriedly backed away, her pupils widening, "Don't come over, if you want to come over again, I will call someone."

"This king really wants to try, the taste of this needle stick, it must be very cool when you use this needle to stick this king? This king also wants to feel this kind of taste." Chu Xuanchen said quietly.

Yun Ruoyue waved her hand quickly, sweat dripping on her forehead, "You misunderstood, I didn't want to **** you with a needle, I just habitually hide the needle in my sleeve to defend myself."

"Are you not afraid to **** yourself?" Chu Xuanchen continued to approach Yun Ruoyue.

Suddenly, he caught Yun Ruoyue, clasped her with his left hand, and held the anesthetic needle in his right hand, and stretched out towards Yun Ruoyue’s face. Put a needle on your face, will you have a stroke?"

"Don't... I really didn't mean it. I won't attack you anymore, and I won't dare anymore." Yun Ruoyue finally realized what it means to lift a rock and hit her in the foot.

She really stole a chicken and lost a handful of rice.

"Don't dare?" Chu Xuanchen gritted his teeth, his eyes piercing.

This time, if he doesn't warn her well, she will attack him in the future.

He became angry at the thought of the last time his lower body could not move.

Yun Ruoyue nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, her big eyes were tearful, and she looked at Chu Chu pitifully, "I really don't dare, don't use that to target me, what if you accidentally stabbed me?"