Princess Consort Is No Pushover

She touched the anesthetic in the small cloth bag, and if Chu Xuanchen wanted to touch her again tonight, she would give him an injection.

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

Jiu'er and the others retreated in a sensible manner, leaving Feng'er alone in the outer room, ready to listen to the prince's orders at any time.

Yun Ruoyue was extremely reluctant, so she went to the back room. At this time, Chu Xuanchen had already changed into a moon-white undershirt and sat on the bed.

His black hair poured down, black and straight like satin, with a faint silvery light, and the fragrance of shampoo soap on it, which smelled very good.

Seeing Yun Ruoyue walking in, he glanced at her with his beautiful eyes, reached out and patted his side, "Come here soon?"

What are you doing there?

Is he a tiger?

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

If he dared to make a move, she would stun him with a needle.

Chu Xuanchen looked sideways, looking at Yun Ruoyue with deep eyes, as if looking into her heart, "Why, are you afraid of me?"

"No, no, I'm not afraid of you." Yun Ruoyue felt guilty because she held an anesthetic needle in her hand.

If Chu Xuanchen finds out, it will be miserable.

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

Yun Ruoyue quickly sat up straight, "Is there? Why do I think there is not?"

"What is this?" Suddenly, Chu Xuanchen made a sudden move, grabbed Yun Ruoyue's hand, and exposed the anesthetic needle.

As soon as he saw the needle, his face immediately turned dark. It was the anesthetic injection that Yun Ruoyue used to deal with him last time.

"Yun, Ruo, Yue!" Chu Xuanchen gritted his teeth suddenly, his voice was as cold as ice blades, "You actually want to kill King Ben again!"

After he finished speaking, he snatched the anesthesia needle and quickly pointed the needle at Yun Ruoyue, "You want to use it against me? How does this needle work? Does it pierce your skin? Can't move anymore?"

Yun Ruoyue backed away in fright, her pupils widened, "Don't come here, if you come again, I'll call someone."

"I really want to try it. The feeling of pricking people with needles. When you use this needle to prick me, it must be very enjoyable. I also want to feel this kind of taste." Chu Xuanchen said coldly.

Yun Ruoyue quickly waved her hands, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead, "You misunderstood, I didn't intend to prick you with a needle, I just hid the needle in my sleeve for self-defense out of habit."

"Aren't you afraid of stabbing yourself?" Chu Xuanchen continued to approach Yun Ruoyue.

Suddenly, he grabbed Yun Ruoyue over, clasped her body with his left hand, held the anesthesia needle with his right hand, and stretched towards Yun Ruoyue's face, "Say, if this king is on your fair and tender little face If you put a needle in your face, will you have a stroke in your face?"

"Don't... I really didn't mean it. I will never sneak up on you again, and I will never dare again." Yun Ruoyue finally realized what it meant to shoot herself in the foot.

She really steals chickens and loses a handful of rice.

"You really don't dare?" Chu Xuanchen gritted his teeth, his eyes sparkling.

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

Thinking of how he couldn't move his upper and lower body, he became angry.

Yun Ruoyue nodded like a chicken pecking rice, her big eyes were full of tears, she looked pitiful, "I really don't dare, don't point that needle at me, what if I accidentally pierce it?"