All-Rounded Strategy Game

When his legs suddenly left the ground, Xiao Qiheng was dumbfounded. He didn't even realize what was happening for a while. When he recovered, he saw Jiang Li worrying and looking at himself when he looked up: "His Royal Highness, Are you okay?"

Xiao Qiheng: "..." All right? The matter is serious!

Realizing that he was actually being held in his arms by Jiang Li in an indescribable posture, Xiao Qiheng's face changed rapidly, angrily stretched out his hand to push him, and yelled, "What are you doing? Put me down!"

Jiang Li was afraid that he would fall. Instead of letting go of him, he hugged him tighter. He said, "Your Majesty, don't make trouble."

The word "Don't make trouble" is too powerful. The tone of voice like coaxing a child made Xiao Qiheng's struggling movements stiff, and he looked at him in shock, and his eyes were full of anger: "What did you say? ?!"

Jiang Li just said that just now, seeing his expression realized that the two people's current identity is not appropriate to say such things. He coughed lightly and explained: "I said the ground is wet, you have to be careful."

No matter what Xiao Qiheng's reaction was after he finished speaking, he turned around and strode to the wheelchair, bent and gently put him on it, clapped his hands and said, "Look, my strength is really great. Bar."

Xiao Qiheng said with a sullen face and didn't want to pay any attention to him anymore. He turned the wheelchair to the door by himself.

Jiang Li knew that he must be embarrassed and angry, so he touched his nose.

The system said: "Master host, die."

"..." Jiang Li couldn't refute, and followed Xiao Qiheng's footsteps.

Xiao Qiheng went back to the sleeping hall by himself, and saw Jiang Li following in, and said to him calmly, "Get out!"

Jiang Li had already stepped into the door with one foot, and then retracted when he heard the words. He stood at the door and wanted to speak. When Xiao Qiheng raised his hand, the curtain in the hall fell, and a voice came from behind the curtain: "Close the door."

Jiang Li: "..." So angry?

Hearing the sound of closing the door outside, Xiao Qiheng's face only improved a little. He felt ashamed when he thought of being picked up by Jiang Li's legs off the ground.

He was actually picked up in this way. If he was seen by others, what face would he have to meet? !

After taking a few deep breaths, Xiao Qiheng pressed his eyebrows and picked up the book on the side to divert his attention.

Xiao Qiheng usually had Jiang Li by his side after bathing. Tonight Jiang Li was ordered not to enter the house. Instead, he was a little uncomfortable. After only a few pages of the book in his hand, he put it down annoyingly.

At this moment, a slight noise suddenly came from outside, as if something was being opened, but it did not sound like a door opening. Xiao Qiheng turned the wheelchair and stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and he saw Jiang Li crawling in from the window he was preparing to enter.

The two looked at each other, Jiang Li stopped climbing and smiled at him: "Your Highness."

Xiao Qiheng frowned and looked at him half of his body still outside: "What are you doing?"

"Climb the window." Jiang Li said with an expression of "Did you see it?", he turned in from the window nimbly, and then closed the window smoothly.

Of course Xiao Qiheng knew that he was climbing the window, and looked at him with a horrible expression, as if he was very dissatisfied with his behavior: "Are you not even a little bit ruled now? Am I usually spoiling you too much?"

"I don't want to. It's just that your Highness does not allow me to enter the door, so I can only climb the window." Jiang Li came to him, bent down and looked at him, begging for mercy, "Is Your Highness still angry with me? I was afraid that you fell just now, so I surpassed it in a hurry. It was really not intentional."

Of course Xiao Qiheng knew that he was trying to protect himself, but as a clambering man, such a posture made him a little embarrassed. Especially Jiang Li ignored his orders and put him in a wheelchair. He, he already...

Thinking of this, Xiao Qiheng suddenly stunned.

What happened long ago?

It's just that he has a bad leg, not that his hands are also useless. Under the circumstances at the time, he had a chance to teach him, but he didn't want to do it subconsciously, he didn't want to do it to Jiang Li, or he didn't want to hurt him.

Realizing this problem, his gaze stopped on Jiang Li's face, his eyes were a bit complicated, when did he start, this little **** actually has such a weight in his heart?

Jiang Li watched him frown, as if thinking about something, a deep trace was squeezed out between his brows.

In Jiang Li's impression, when he saw Xiao Qiheng for the first time, even if he didn't frown, there was a shallow mark between his eyebrows, which seemed to be left by a long frown.

Before he came to this world, Xiao Qiheng was imprisoned in this partial hall for six years. It is conceivable how a disabled prince who was given up by the emperor without any support from his back would be treated.

Jiang Li had inquired about the six years from Mother Zhou, and learned that when he first lived in the Qinghe Hall, some princes who were opposed to Xiao Qiheng changed their methods to bully him. The verbal insults were light, and sometimes they even used their hands.

This kind of life lasted for two years. Perhaps those people felt boring, or perhaps new forces were formed. They didn’t have more time and energy to focus on Xiao Qiheng, the empty and empty prince who was equal to the deposed prince. It's getting better.

Mother Zhou said these things sadly, and Jiang Li felt distressed. He secretly wrote down the names of those who had bullied Xiao Qiheng. One day, he would personally get it back for him.

"His Royal Highness."

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and gently stroked the trace between Xiao Qiheng's eyebrows, trying to smooth it out: "Don't frown, don't be angry."

I am not angry with you yet!

Xiao Qiheng wanted to say that, but seeing the unconscious distress in Jiang Li's eyes, he couldn't say what he scolded, as if there was a kind of forgiveness in his heart no matter what the other party did.

This feeling made him a little strange, he could only tilt his head away from Jiang Li's sight, and spit out a word, "There is no next time."

Jiang Li smiled and said softly, "Okay."

His "good" was too gentle, as if with a tolerant and contented sigh. It was as warm as a spring breeze in Xiao Qiheng's ears. He couldn't help but glance at him again, and inadvertently met him again. His eyes are full of smiles.

His own shadow was reflected in those crescent-like eyes, as if he was placed inside, tightly surrounded by the gentle emotions inside, causing Xiao Qiheng to accidentally shake his mind, hearing the other's lightness. Waking up.

"His Royal Highness, let me help you dry your hair. It is easy to catch cold at night." Jiang Li said

"Yeah." Xiao Qiheng had no objection, turning the wheelchair back to the small couch.

The lack of a hair dryer in ancient times was a very troublesome thing. Although Xiao Qiheng’s hair had been wiped with a cloth, his hair was thick and long, and it took a lot of effort to dry it. Jiang Li helped him comb it for a long time. , I did it all.

"Ye Han, your Royal Highness go to bed early." Jiang Li reminded aloud.

Xiao Qiheng was indeed a little sleepy. Putting the book aside, Jiang Li pushed him to the bedside, reaching out to help him to bed.

Xiao Qiheng shook his head, supported the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, and slowly got up from the wheelchair with the help of the strength of his hands. He moved hard but firmly wanted to go to bed with his own strength.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Li sighed.

In the past two years, Xiao Qiheng has been trying to walk on his own. Sometimes Jiang Li saw him standing outside the house with his wheelchair, standing for half an hour. Even though the pain was so painful that his teeth were clenched, the sweat on his forehead dripped drop by drop. The blue veins on the back of his hand appeared when he got wet on his clothes, and he insisted on it until he couldn't stand.

Seeing him move to the bed little by little, his lips pressed tightly. It took him several minutes to reach the bed, and his clenched teeth slowly loosened.

Jiang Li watched him sitting by the bed and panting quickly, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and his eyes suddenly hot.

He remembered that Mother Zhou said that when he first arrived at the Qinghe Hall, Xiao Qiheng’s legs had just been injured, and he almost never closed his eyes when the pain was severe at night. Although he didn’t say anything, his palms were broken by his nails. , And at that time he was just a sixteen-year-old boy.

Xiao Qiheng slowed down, raising his head to let Jiang Li go down to rest, but when he looked up, he saw him looking at him with red eyes. He couldn't help but stunned: "Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Jiang Li didn't cry, but his eyes were really red. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the distress and soreness that was rushing up from the bottom of his heart, and shook his head and said, "It's okay..."

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, preventing the other person from seeing his own unpromising appearance, and said in a dumb voice: "I just thought that if I could take this sin on behalf of your Highness, it would be fine."

If I could come a little earlier, spend those dark days with you, and share the pain with you.

His words shocked Xiao Qiheng's mind. Perhaps he did not expect that he would say these words. He looked at him with fixed eyes, and said in a low voice, "What nonsense, this is not a good feeling." matter."

During the most difficult days, he was living like a waste man and faced the ugly faces of his brothers and their humiliation, which made him suffer in all kinds of ways. If it were not for the belief in revenge to support him, he might have given up long ago. .

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Li shook his head, walked in front of him, squatted down to look at him, and whispered, "As long as I can do for your Highness, whatever it is, I am willing."

"Willingly?" Xiao Qiheng repeated, with a complicated expression. When he was the beloved Prince, countless people told him every day, but when he had an accident, one ran faster than one.

It's too simple to say a word, but it's too difficult to really do it.

Thinking of this, he chuckled and looked at Jiang Li, but his voice was not as gentle as before, and he asked every word: "What if I let you die?"

Jiang Li met the sharp chill in his eyes and didn't dodge: "His Royal Highness won't do this, I believe Your Highness."

No matter which world you are in, I believe you.

Xiao Qiheng looked at him for a while, met his stubborn eyes, the chill in his eyes slowly dissipated, and finally turned into helplessness and indulgence. He stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead: "Don't be stupid, go back."

Jiang Li nodded, got up and helped him to lie down on the bed, carefully covered him with the quilt, and said "good night" and then turned and left. When he walked to the door, he heard Xiao Qiheng's voice sound from behind: "The Palace of Qinghe It’s too small, tidy up and prepare to change place."

Jiang Li paused, and didn't ask him what he meant, only the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he said softly: "Okay."

At this time, the system prompts: "Congratulations to the host, the male lead's favorability has increased by 5%, and the current favorability is 40%."

Three days later, a sacred decree was introduced to the Qinghe Hall, lifting the confinement of His Royal Highness, and moving back to the East Palace on the next day.