The palace servants brought a tough rope, and Rong Cang took off his outer robe, wearing only a white stand-up shirt. He tied the rope around his wrists, and then lay down on the spring bench.
Yang Dexi asked people to prepare clean bowls and daggers.
Ji Ziyi supervised the two servants as they tied up Rong Cang's hands and feet, leaving only his left arm free, and then sat down on the small teacup prepared for him by the palace attendants.
"Later, the poison will be drawn out from the prince's left arm. The process will be a bit painful, and the prince should be able to bear it." Ji Ziyi said lightly, "The prince's left arm is free. Tolerating the pain depends on self-control. I hope the prince knows. "
Rong Cang said calmly: "Let's do it."
Ji Ziyi took out the silver needle box she carried with her and opened it. The silver needles of different sizes and thicknesses in the box were arranged neatly, emitting a sharp cold light.
Ji Ziyi raised her hand to untie Rong Cang's inner garment, and then, under the nervous gazes of Emperor Mu and Yang Dexi, she took out silver needles and sealed the large points around Rong Cang's heart veins one by one.
The process was so nerve-wracking that I couldn't help but hold my breath.
After several silver needles successfully sealed Rong Cang's main vein, Ji Ziyi turned around and ordered Chu Yunjiao to stretch out his hand. Under the emperor's majestic gaze, Chu Yunjiao was frightened but did not dare to resist, so he obediently stretched out his hand.
The sharp dagger cut across her fingertips, and bright red blood dripped into the bowl. Rong Cang, who was tied to the spring bench, suddenly had veins on his forehead, his face turned pale, and cold sweat gradually appeared on his face.
He gritted his teeth, but he still couldn't stop the intense pain that was rushing through his body and biting him. The pain only caused the veins on his face to bulge, and his face was almost convulsing.
Emperor Mu was shocked and shocked. He didn't expect this poison to be so ferocious that even Rong Cang couldn't bear it.
Ji Ziyi turned around and said: "Take this girl to the cubicle and stay there. Don't let her do anything."
Emperor Mu made a look to Yang Dexi.
Yang Dexi quickly took two chamberlains and forcibly took Chu Yunjiao to the cubicle.
Ji Ziyi placed the bowl on the small table that was flush with the spring stool, very close to Rong Cang's hand, so when Emperor Mu moved his eyes, he could clearly see the almost convulsive trembling of Rong Cang's left finger.
His eyebrows were beating hard, and his heart was depressed and heavy.
Ji Ziyi continued to apply acupuncture, all the way from the heart to the shoulders...
Suddenly Emperor Mu's eyes widened and he took a step back as if frightened. He was supported in time by Yang Dexi who had left and returned.
Suddenly, a squirming object appeared under the skin of Rong Cang's shoulder, about an inch long, making the skin feel like it was about to be burst.
Ji Ziyi stared at the thing, and quickly took out the silver needle behind it. The thing seemed to be urged to squirm away on the arm, because the delicious smell of blood tempted it in the front, and the back was sealed by the silver needle. And there is no way to retreat.
More and more silver needles were falling down, and the entire shoulders and arms were densely covered with trembling silver needles.
Emperor Mu was so nervous that his face turned pale and he could hardly breathe.
Rong Cang had cold sweat on his forehead.
Ji Ziyi stared intently at the movements of the wriggling animals, not daring to slack off, but a worrying scene still appeared.
The squirming thing reached the crook of the arm, but whether it was blocked or sensed danger, it suddenly stopped moving and even had the tendency to turn around and go back.
However, the way back was blocked by the silver needle. It could not retreat and began to bang under the skin like a tantrum. Rong Cang pursed her thin lips tightly, all the pain was suppressed in her throat, and no sound was leaked out.
Ji Ziyi put the bowl of blood closer.
The little thing didn't know if it smelled a familiar scent, and began to stop restlessly, turned its head, and began to slowly squirm towards the wrist again.
Emperor Mu was sweating profusely and was so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.
But this thing is really cunning. It squirmed for a moment and then stopped moving. It started to stir again and again. It kept doing this over and over again, only to the point where it would be worse to live with it than to die.
Ji Ziyi sealed the last silver needle under her hand, stood up, walked to the emperor's imperial case, picked up a pen and wrote a few words.
After Yang Dexi finished reading, he turned back to the cubicle and said calmly to Chu Yunjiao: "Mr. Ji wants you to go out for a while and take some more blood, but the blood taking process needs to be kept quiet, so Miss Chu can't talk. If anything happens to the King of War, the Emperor will execute you Ling Chi, do you understand?"
Chu Yunjiao swallowed, his face turned pale with fear and he nodded.
Yang Dexi took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into her mouth: "This is just in case, and it is also for the sake of Miss Chu Er."
The gagged Chu Yunjiao was quickly taken out.
Ji Ziyi poured out the blood in the bowl, placed the bowl under Rong Cang's finger, scratched Chu Yunjiao's fingertip again, and let the blood drip into the bowl drop by drop.
Blood The smell of blood is strong.
The restless thing began to squirm crazily in this direction and never stopped. Chu Yunjiao's hand was grabbed by someone, and blood kept oozing out. The worm gradually disappeared along Rong Cang's wrist and into his fingers.
They watched helplessly as Rong Cang's middle finger bulged, as if it had suddenly become swollen, and the fingertips were even constantly being pushed against by something, as if something was about to break out of the ground.
Ji Ziyi carefully cut open Rong Cang's fingers with a dagger, only slightly breaking the skin.
The next moment, he saw a strange black insect emerging from his fingertips. Chu Yunjiao was so frightened that he almost screamed. Fortunately, Yang Dexi had been paying attention to her reaction. At the critical moment, he suddenly raised his hand to stop her. His neck stopped the screams that broke out of his throat.
Emperor Mu's legs and feet became weak and he kept taking deep breaths.
An inch-long worm slowly crawled out from the fingertips, swaying until its tail was exposed, and began to frantically suck the blood in the bowl.
Everyone saw with their own eyes that its body quickly expanded after sucking fresh blood, like a black centipede with a sharp mouth. There were at least sixteen legs on its small body. Only the mouth was slightly different from a centipede.
Emperor Mu's internal organs began to churn. He resisted the urge to feel nauseated and carefully observed Rong Cang's reaction.
After the bug was drawn out, Rong Cang took a deep breath. Although his face was still pale, his expression became visibly calmer, and he looked as if he was recovering from a serious illness.
Ji Ziyi threw a brown ball into the bowl. The ball slowly melted when exposed to blood. Chu Yunjiao's fingertips dripped a few more drops of blood. Ji Ziyi handed her a handkerchief, signaling that it was okay to stop.
Only then did Yang Dexi let her go, wrapped her fingers in a handkerchief, and at the same time pulled out the handkerchief from her mouth.
Chu Yunjiao staggered two steps and fell to his knees with a thud. His legs were weak and his breathing was rapid.
He seemed to be in a state of excessive fright.
The black bug finished sucking the blood in the bowl and began to squirm. Then it gradually slowed down and froze completely.
"It...it's dead?" Yang Dexi's voice trembled.
Ji Ziyi raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead and nodded slowly: "Let the princess come out."
Chu Yunfei stayed in the side hall and kept paying attention to the situation here. After hearing these words, he quickly walked out and hurried to Rong Cang, looking at his face: "How do you feel?"
Rong Cang shook his head gently: "No problem."
Chu Yunfei's eyes were red, and she silently wiped the cold sweat from his face with a handkerchief.
Ji Ziyi handed the bowl to Chu Yunjiao: "You also have one of these bugs in your body."
Chu Yun's bright pupils shrank suddenly, and a look of fear flashed across his eyes.
Although she had known that her body was bewitched, knowing it was one thing and seeing it with her own eyes was another.
She had only heard of it before, never seen it before, and she didn't expect it to be such a terrifying...
"If you want to get rid of the poison, just eat this kind of thing."
Eat, eat?
Chu Yunjiao was so frightened that he screamed and rolled back: "No, I won't eat! I will never eat such dirty things!"
