All-Rounded Strategy Game

The person sitting behind the curtain was dressed in a white shirt with long hair dangled like ink. There was no expression on his handsome face, but there was a faint gloom between his eyebrows, which made people feel terrified.

But Jiang Li is no ordinary person. After all, he has lived for several lifetimes, so he won't be so easily scared.

For the person in front of him, he is more concerned about whether the other person is his lover.

On the contrary, Mother Zhou was taken aback by his boldness to look directly at the Prince's Royal Highness. She stretched out her hand and pulled his sleeve, and then respectfully said to the Prince: "Your Highness, this is Xiao Ion. Come and take care of you."

Jiang Li reacted quickly, bowed his head and knelt down: "Minion Xiaoion, I have seen His Royal Highness."

Regardless of whether the prince in front of him is his lover or not, in this situation, he can't make the other party angry, so as not to lose his life.

Although the cute system says that you can delete the files and start again if the task is not completed, the feeling of death is uncomfortable and there is no need to try it. Besides, the husband can bend and stretch.

"Get up." Xiao Qiheng said.

When Jiang Li and Mother Zhou stood up, they heard each other say again: "You, come here."

Mother Zhou pushed Jiang Li, and Jiang Li quickly stepped forward.

In the memory of the original body, His Royal Highness's legs were crippled. Although after these years of recuperation, it was much better than when he could not move at the same time. He could stand on crutches, but he still did not do well.

So he bent over and said in front of the other party: "His Royal Highness, the servant will wait for you to clean up."

Xiao Qiheng nodded and waved to Grandma Zhou. Grandma Zhou came over knowingly and said "I'm going to pass the meal" and then retired.

Only Jiang Li and Xiao Qiheng were left in the house. Jiang Li first took a side coat and put on each other to avoid catching cold, and then went to take the mouthwash and washbasin that had been prepared.

Waiting for Xiao Qiheng to wash, Jiang Li wiped his hands, opened the quilt covering Xiao Qiheng's legs, and reached out to lift his legs, intending to help him get up, but he stopped as soon as his hands touched the opponent.

Xu was for comfort reasons. Xiao Qiheng's trousers were very thin, so Jiang Li felt the difference between the other's legs and ordinary people as soon as he touched it.

Although Xiao Qiheng was sitting on the bed, his figure should be very tall from the upper body, but Jiang Li felt that his legs were out of proportion to his figure.

It is probably the cause of muscle atrophy for so many years of disability.

Jiang Li realized this problem, thinking that he couldn't walk all the year round, and suffered from other people's gossip like a half-life. He felt a bit of soreness and distress in his heart. Unconsciously, he gently rubbed his fingers on the other's knees.

"Host, love is restraint!"

The system reminded Jiang Li quietly in his head.

This sentence is almost telling Jiang Li that Xiao Qiheng is his lover. At this moment, Jiang Li really doesn't know whether he feels more joy of reunion with his lover or feels more distressed about him being treated like this.

"What are you doing?"

When he was out of shape, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears. His sensitive alertness made him perceive danger coming from behind, and he wanted to avoid it because of his reflex. A hand stuck his neck in a second.

There was a sudden pain in his neck, Jiang Li raised his head and saw Xiao Qiheng staring at him. His ink-colored pupils were like a quiet stagnant water, but with a frightening chill, he was obviously unhappy with what he did just now. .

Xiao Qiheng's move was exactly the same as the reaction of the first world Jiang Zhan after discovering the wrong person.

There are mixed flavors in Jiang Li, but he also knows that it’s not the time to complain. The other party doesn’t even know who he is, and will only treat him as nonsense, and then drag him out and die. After all, in the memory of the original body, His Royal Highness Since his legs became disabled, his personality has changed drastically, and the whole person has become uncertain and unpredictable.

So he suppressed the feelings of pity and reluctance in his heart, stretched out his hand to break Xiao Qiheng's hand, and said in a difficult tone: "His Royal Highness...I have something to say..."

Xiao Qiheng looked at him, but didn't let go of his hands, but tightened and tightened, with a gloomy tone: "Even though Gu is a waste, it can still make you worse off."

These legs are his reverse scales, and this little thing's move just now is undoubtedly challenging him.

Jiang Li's body is only fourteen years old, his body is not yet fully developed, thin and small, and his slender neck is so fragile that it will break if Xiao Qiheng twists it slightly.

Jiang Li was pinched by him and had difficulty breathing. The air in his lungs was squeezed out a little bit, his face slowly turning red.

"Damn, he's going to kill Lao Tzu." Jiang Li said to the system from the bottom of his heart, "No, it's better to start first."

System: "...You are free."

When he felt the sensation of hypoxia in his brain, Jiang Li couldn't bear it and was about to fight back, but Xiao Qiheng suddenly let go of his hand and threw him aside.

Jiang Li fell to the ground and coughed abruptly. A fiery pain came from his neck. You don't need to look at it to know that he must have been pinched out of his fingers.

Xiao Qiheng looked at the palm of his hand, his brows gradually closed.

I don't know why, it is really strange that he couldn't make a move just now.

Slowly gathering his five fingers into a fist, Xiao Qiheng looked down at Jiang Li who was coughing on the ground: "What do you have to say?"

Jiang Li finally eased his anger, and silently wrote down the account. Hearing what he said, he got up from the ground and said: "His Royal Highness, the minion is thinking about it. It's almost winter. In winter, it’s wet and cold. If your Highness’s legs are massaged moderately, it will be better. If the slaves are overstepped for a while, please forgive your Highness."

"Oh?"

Xiao Qiheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Listening to what you said, do you understand the doorway in this respect?"

"The slave's mother also hurt her leg, and her knees hurt unbearably when it was wet and cold, especially at night. In order to do her filial piety, the slave learned some massage skills from the village lang."

Jiang Li spoke nonsense solemnly. Some mother injured her leg. The original mother died of illness. He only said this to gain a chance to stay by Xiao Qiheng's side.

In addition to Xiao Zhuozi, there was a small path beside Xiao Qiheng. If he didn't take this opportunity to stay, he would be difficult to find another chance to get close to him in the future as he was doing chores in the outer courtyard.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li said again: "The slave is willing to share the worries for His Royal Highness, and hope that His Highness will give the slave a chance to break his merits and sins."

Xiao Qiheng nodded, as if thinking.

Jiang Li continued to persuade while the iron was hot: "Please believe that the slave has really learned it, and even the village doctors praise the slaves for learning well, so you might as well give it a try. It's really useless. It's not too late to kill the slaves."

"This mouth is good at talking." Xiao Qiheng sneered, seeing that the little eunuch's symptoms were somewhat similar to his, and he said, "I'll give you this opportunity."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Jiang Li got up from the ground, patted his clothes, went to the side and cleaned his hands before returning.

Xiao Qiheng’s legs were disabled for many years, and he was confined in a remote place like Qinghe Hall. There is no good doctor around him. No matter how he maintains and pays attention, in the age of backward medical equipment, he will inevitably leave a lot of sequelae and muscle atrophy. It is the first one, followed by rheumatic bone pain.

The massage should not be separated from the clothing. After Jiang Li asked Xiao Qiheng for permission, he gently lifted his obscene pants, exposing his legs.

Although it was already known that Xiao Qiheng's legs would atrophy, Jiang Li couldn't control the heat in his eyes after seeing his obviously different legs.

This is a person who has been in love with him for three lifetimes. Before he found him, how much pain did he endure that he didn't know?

The grandfather died tragically, the mother committed suicide, her legs were crippled, and her father was confined in the deserted side hall.

How did he come over all these years?

"What are you doing in a daze?" Xiao Qiheng asked him aloud, watching him motionless, "Don't do it yet?"

"Yes."

Jiang Li converged his mind and placed his hands on the slightly deformed legs.

When he touched his hands, Xiao Qiheng's hands slowly fisted, and a little gloom appeared in his eyes.

Jiang Li’s massage skills were actually learned in his earliest life. At that time, he was not well-known. The agent helped him win a role as a Chinese medicine doctor in a Republican movie, who was good at acupuncture and acupressure.

Acupuncture is not easy to learn. After all, Jiang Li has no foundation, but he deliberately went to an expert to learn a lot of acupuncture points, which would be just right to use.

He pinpointed the acupoints, massaged them gently, and slowly increased when Xiao Qiheng adjusted to the intensity of the massage. He pressed and asked Xiao Qiheng how he felt, so as to grasp the intensity he could bear.

Under his massage, Xiao Qiheng gradually felt the chill on his legs dissipate a bit, and gradually felt a warmth in the soles of the cold feet. Although it was not obvious, it was not as cold as before.

Over the years, his legs are not completely insensible, but they are cold all the year round. Even if he has been soaked in hot water for a long time before going to bed, once he leaves the hot water, he will soon become cold again, because his disability has caused blood impediment. The reason, the instep will often become swollen.

Xiao Qiheng's gaze fell on Jiang Li, who lowered his head and seriously massaged him. The fingers that had been clenched loosened a little, but he thought it was still useful.

At this time, Mother Zhou came to report that she had prepared breakfast.

Jiang Li retracted his hand and pulled up the trouser legs for Xiao Qiheng: "His Royal Highness, let's go for breakfast first."

"Yeah." Xiao Qiheng replied.

Jiang Li helped him put on his clothes, moved his legs out of the edge of the bed, then pushed the wooden wheelchair to the edge of the bed, and finally bent his back to him.

Xiao Qiheng looked at his thin back: "What are you doing?"

"I'm carrying you." Jiang Li turned his head and said, considering Xiao Qiheng's current situation, it is still a bit difficult to get out of bed by himself.

"Back me? Just your small body?" Xiao Qiheng seemed to hear something funny, and there were a few low laughs in his throat, which was a little pleasant.

"His Royal Highness, don't think I am young, in fact, I am very strong, and I will definitely not fall to you." Jiang Li still turned his back to him, assuring earnestly.

Xiao Qiheng was noncommittal, reached out and took the crutches on the side, and tapped Jiang Li's back with the tail of the stick: "Get out of the way."

Jiang Li couldn't understand why he stepped aside, and when he turned his head, he saw Xiao Qiheng's crutches stomping to the ground, his whole body leaped up with his strength, his body turned, and he sat securely in the wheelchair.

Jiang Li: "..." This is all right?

Xiao Qiheng looked up at him, and he reacted, stepping forward and pushing Xiao Qiheng to the side hall for breakfast.

Soon after eating breakfast, Xiao Qiheng had to take a bath. This is his habit, taking a bath in the morning and evening.

There is a bathroom at the back of the sleeping hall. Inside there is a special bathing pool for Xiao Qiheng. The court lady Cui Ya has already prepared the bathing water, and Jiang Li pushes Xiao Qiheng over.

The bath is not big, but it is more than enough for one person to bathe, and it is much more comfortable than using a tub.

Jiang Li waited for Xiao Qiheng to take off his clothes, and in the end there was only one trousers left and stopped, remembering that Mother Zhou said that the prince didn't like anyone present when he was bathing, so she walked out.

As soon as he closed the door outside, Jiang Li heard the sound of water coming from inside. It should be the sound of Xiao Qiheng going down into the pool.

Not knowing when the other party was going to wash, Jiang Li waited at the door while letting the system call out the task tablet.

[Main task—Xiao Qiheng, side task—live well. 】

The main task is the same in every world, that is, the hero of the strategy. What Jiang Li didn't expect was that the side task would be so simple, just to live well.

But then I thought about it, it seemed that it was not easy for a helpless little **** to live safely in the palace.

Thinking of the eunuch, Jiang Li felt his head hurt again.

The purification of the eunuchs of this dynasty was not completely removed, but the testicles, that is, the pouch of descendants, were cut.

Even though there was no egg, Jiang Li still felt the pain when he touched him before.

"...What the **** is this setting?" Jiang Li pressed his eyebrows with a headache, "Little cute, I want to complain."

"Cough." The system said, "Master host, stay safe."

"Are you laughing?" Jiang Li asked, he always felt a sense of uncontrollable laughter.

"...No." The system explained, "Actually, you don't have to worry about it."

"Um?"

"Because it's no use worrying."

"..."

Jiang Li didn't want to talk to the system that had grown from a cute child to an old fritters, his eyes fell on the taskbars of the previous worlds, and the three taskbars showed the word "completed" behind them.

Jiang Zhan, Chi Fang, Lu Heng.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and gently stroked the three names, with endless tenderness and love in his eyes. Every day he fell in love with them was an infinite wealth to him.

No matter how many years have passed, he still remembers the first time he saw them, and he also remembers the way he sent them away.

"Come here."

The sound from the bathroom interrupted Jiang Li's recollection. Jiang Li put away the task tablet and opened the door.

Xiao Qiheng had already come out of the bath. He was holding a cane in one hand and a wheelchair with the other hand. He barely stood up, with moist black hair attached to his chest, and water droplets slid down along the lines of the texture and sank into his waistband. .

Jiang Li took off the clean brocade from the shelf on the side, stepped forward to help Xiao Qiheng wipe the hair and water drops on his body, and then bent over to help him take off his soaking trousers.

In ancient times, there were no underwear. With this off, something that Xiao Qiheng saw between his legs was even exposed, and Jiang Li came face to face.

Compared with his atrophied legs, his thing is very well developed, with perfect shape and length.

Seeing it, Jiang Li couldn't help thinking of his little thing with an egg cut. In contrast, it was simply earthworms and pythons. He felt sad and almost burst into tears in his eyes.

Xiao Qiheng suddenly stopped when he saw him taking it off halfway, "What are you stunned?"

Jiang Li looked up at him with tears in his eyes.

Xiao Qiheng frowned: "What are you crying for?:

Jiang Li's face was moved, and his tone was full of admiration: "The slave is fortunate to see His Royal Highness the heroic wind today, and his heart is shaken by the majesty of His Royal Highness. It's hard for him to help himself. Please forgive him."

Xiao Qiheng: "..."

Where did you raise a **** so glib?