Chapter 927 (1/2)

”Good butterfly, it's getting late. We'll be busy tomorrow. Shall we continue tomorrow evening?”

Chen Cheng coaxes and rolls, but Dieer is not moved!

”Yes, I'll accompany you!” Chen Cheng yawns and plays Gobang with Dieer.

At last, the edge of the sky is white, and Chen Cheng is completely confused on the table.

Open your eyes, see the butterfly is still there staring at the chessboard assiduous research, Chen Cheng thoroughly convinced the butterfly.

”Dieer...” he got up and pulled her bloodshot eyes. ”You should have a good sleep during the day. Look at these eyes, they are all white rabbits.”

Butterfly son sees his eye, the tone is unusual earnest of say: ”I seem to ponder out a little skill.”

Chen Cheng's forehead is buzzing. My God, can you stop talking about Gobang?

Moving his neck, Chen Cheng finds that he seems to have fallen asleep.

”I'll go to the princess and ask how to cure stiff neck.” Chen Cheng tilted his neck, quickly washed and greased his feet.

Along the way, many people looked at Chen Cheng curiously.

”Chen Cheng, why do you look at me with your neck askew?” Xiao Qingqian closed his eyebrows, and his eyes were a little more unhappy.

”My Lord, I have a stiff neck. I wonder if the princess has any way to cure it?” Chen Cheng has a bitter face.

”Is the prime minister's bed uncomfortable?” Wei Qing asked a, conveniently took out the silver needle.

Chen Cheng curled his mouth, ”lying on the table sleeping.”

”Are you in conflict with Dieer?”

Wei Qing thinks it's unreasonable. These two people are tired of being crooked all day. How can they make trouble?

Looking at the shining tip of the needle, Chen Cheng felt cool.

”Princess, can a needle go down, directly stab disabled?”

Although Chen Chengtian is not afraid, he is smart, but his only fear is Wei Qing's silver needle.

It's not that I was afraid at the beginning. I was afraid of being pricked by a butterfly once.

”You don't believe in my medicine?” Wei Qing lightly picked eyebrow tail for a while, ”or did you bully butterfly son, afraid I retaliate, guilty?”

Chen Cheng has a bitter face, ”princess, how dare you bully Dieer? It's really... ”

”Why?”

Wei Qing went to his back and fixed his neck. The silver needle in his hand quickly and accurately penetrated into the acupoints.

Chen Cheng only felt that a burst of acid and numbness like electric current quickly surged up, and the discomfort of stiff neck miraculously disappeared.

”The princess is really a God.” Chen Cheng praised it.

”Tell me what happened to Dieer!” Wei Qing's second shot was merciless.

Chen Cheng's voice, like killing a pig, spread far away. When the voice dissipated, Chen Cheng seemed to be frozen there as if he had been cursed.

”As for it?” Xiao Qingqian was angry.

Wei Qing patted him on the shoulder, ”OK, you try to move.”

Chen Cheng tried to move slowly and carefully, with a smile floating between his eyebrows and eyes.

”The princess is really good at medicine.”

”Tell me, what happened to Dieer?” Wei Qing asked while fiddling with the silver needle.

In the morning sun, the tip of the silver needle refracts a faint light.

Chen Cheng swallowed his saliva with some trembling liver. ”Well, didn't you teach Dieer Gobang last night? She's in a daze. ”

”Well?”

”One night, she played Gobang with her subordinates. Later, she fell asleep. When she woke up, she was still staring at the chessboard to study.”

”That's all?”