Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

His gaze swept away, and Song Yu immediately protected her upper body, like a woman worried about losing her virginity.

Naturally, it was not because he was afraid that he would be taken advantage of, but because he was afraid that Yin Huaiyu's piercing eyes would see through his fake breasts.

Who knew that the more Yin Huaiyu cared about him, the deeper his smile was, and he whistled like a hooligan molesting: "I can't see that you're quite interesting."

If a woman heard this, she would probably blush with shame, but Song Yu would only have a bad face after hearing it. Some of these materials were fake breasts, and he wished he could pull them out and throw them on his face right now.

"Okay, teach me quickly."

Thinking that Song Yu's sudden cold tone was angry, Yin Huaiyu didn't continue to tease him, and began to teach him seriously.

"Inject your inner strength into the palm, and slap these big acupuncture points—even a master will be paralyzed for a moment, and then you can find the right time to escape, or... take advantage of the victory to pursue."

After finishing speaking, Yin Huaiyu put his fingers together and tapped Song Yu's shoulders lightly. He instantly felt the numbness of his body, unable to move his limbs, and stood there in amazement. It took several seconds to slowly regain consciousness.If you pour your internal energy into your palm and slap it hard, then the person who can be paralyzed and the effect will be better.

"Attack at these vital points, the opponent's breath is broken, and the internal energy cannot be supplied for a while. As long as you attack continuously, the opponent will be overwhelmed."

"So..." Song Yu moved his recovered hands, feeling miraculous.

Seeing that he seemed to understand the principle, Yin Huaiyu hooked his index finger: "Well, attack me."

"Really? If I hurt you..." Song Yu hesitated a little. He had no actual combat experience with masters, but he could feel that the strength in his body was not weak. Isn't the body of gold just asking for trouble for himself?

Yin Huaiyu shook his head firmly: "No."

Song Yu rushed towards him with confidence, only to see Yin Huaiyu dodged like a phantom, and walked behind him, playing with him as easily as if he was playing a game.

More than ten minutes passed, and Song Yu still couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes, but his forehead was covered with fine sweat.Unexpectedly, the prince, who usually looks pampered, has such agility.

He pursed his lips and made a real move, pouring his feet into the inner force, as if he was stepping on a spring to inject force into it, and then rushed towards Yin Huaiyu with the explosive posture of an arrow that left the string.

This speed was unprecedented for him, he couldn't even control his own body, he rushed towards Yin Huaiyu crookedly, thinking that he was going to knock him into the air, but unexpectedly, Yin Huaiyu wrapped his arms around his waist, and the other A hand grabbed his wrist and held his body in place.

It's just that the excessive force was like a backlash, causing Song Yu to fall into his arms again, and the bridge of his nose was painfully pressed by his strong chest muscles.

There was soreness in his nose, Song Yu was actually in another man's arms, and shed physical tears. The teary eyes looked like a little girl who was bullied. Yin Huaiyu froze for a moment, a little flustered, She wanted to apologize but stopped abruptly, staring at him for a long time.

Song Yu rubbed his eyes and came back slowly, but he was still hugged tightly, especially the mysterious look in his eyes, which made his back feel cold, "Let go of me——"

Yin Huaiyu said without changing his face: "I was just demonstrating for you how to restrain a person's movements and lock his movements." As if nothing had happened, he relaxed his strength to resolve the embarrassment just now, but this time it was Song Yu's turn. Let go, but tightly grabbed his skirt, and buried him deeper into his arms.

Yin Huaiyu's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what he meant by this action. When she looked at his expression carefully, she was shocked. Song Yu didn't play any coquettish tricks with him, but her face was pained, slightly distorted, Biting her pale lips.

Damn it, he calculated that today is the day of poisoning, and he has taken the antidote in advance, but this antidote can only prolong his life, not let him eliminate the pain, so what should come will still come, Realizing this, Song Yu can only settle down as soon as he comes, and the most urgent thing is to hide it from Yin Huaiyu.

Beads of sweat on his forehead and lips that were about to be bitten to bleed all meant that Song Yu was not acting. Yin Huaiyu froze and wiped away the cold sweat for him, guessing whether he was insane because he could not control the powerful internal force of his body up.

"Who is your former master? Is the inner strength disordered in the body?" The person who taught him martial arts in the past did indeed talk about it. Ordinary people need to practice martial arts for several years to have inner strength, but Song Yu has only caught up with this progress in a few months. , but he was also worried whether because of this, Song Yu would have such side effects.

In fact, this has nothing to do with Mo Gufei, but Song Yu can't confess that he is poisoned, so it is better to let Yin Huaiyu misunderstand that he is a disorder of internal energy.

Pulling out a sliver of concentration and mobilizing some internal force, Song Yu screamed, "Yes, the internal force collides so badly! The internal organs are about to be torn apart—"

The cry of pain was like a strong hand inadvertently tightening Yin Huaiyu's heart, making him feel the pain, immediately picked him up, went back to the room, laid him flat on the bed, Delivered internal force.

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Yin Huaiyu didn't call the imperial doctor. The poisonous hair would last for a few minutes and it would end, but these few minutes made him feel like a year. His willpower has been honed even stronger.

Yin Huaiyu's movements were unprecedentedly gentle and cautious. While hugging him, he poured internal energy into his body without hesitation, nourishing his meridians with his powerful gentle power, as if using his own vitality to protect him The internal organs are general.

Feeling the relief of the pain clearly, Song Yu opened his mouth to breathe like a live fish caught ashore. After these few minutes, he was already sweating profusely, and fell weakly into Yin Huaiyu's arms, feeling a burst of pain in his body. easy.

"Finally... Phew... I have relieved a lot, thank you... Huaiyu."

Although this person was savage to him in the past, the more he got in touch with him, the more he could feel the softness, kindness and consideration under Yin Huaiyu's indifferent shell, and this thank you was extremely sincere.

While Yin Huaiyu was happy, the roots of his ears also felt slightly warm, as if he didn't dare to look at that pale but brilliant smile, "What can I thank you for...you...you will practice by my side from now on, no one is watching you, next time How to do this?"

"Okay." Although he didn't intend to agree in his heart, but in order to reassure him, Song Yu obediently agreed, and his spirit recovered a lot. He got up from his arms and stretched his limbs.

In order to thank him, Song Yu also thought of some rewards and asked, "Do you like drinking tea?"

Yin Huaiyu nodded, "Yes, I like tea. How about you?"

Song Yu rubbed his chin. He rarely drank tea and felt it was astringent, but if he added milk or other flavors of tea, he could accept it: "I like pearl milk tea..." He just planned to make a cup for Yin Huaiyu in this ancient time taste.

"Oh?" Yin Huaiyu didn't understand the pearl milk tea he was talking about, so Song Yu waved his hand: "I'll just say it casually, there's no way you've ever drank it."

"It's a joke, the crown prince of course has drunk it—" He was well-informed, how could he allow Song Yuyun to underestimate him, His Royal Highness put up his airs, and called the maid to whisper a few words.

The author has something to say: Song Yu: (touching his chin) Have you ever drank pearl milk tea?Could it be that His Highness the Crown Prince also traveled through time (by mistake)...