First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 463 Black-bellied Xiao Heng (two more)

  As Yuyaer said so, Xiao Heng looked down at his legs and feet.

  He finally understood where the awkwardness came from when changing clothes. He didn't have a cane or limped. He... walked out like a normal person.

   "Grandpa! Your legs are good! Your legs are good!" Yu Ya'er was so excited, she said twice in one breath. If the others weren't awake yet, she wanted to say it three times and four times!

   Coincidentally at this time, Gu Jiao also got up, and she came out of the East Room.

  Xiao Heng immediately made a silent gesture to Yuyaer.

  Yu Ya'er was startled, Xiao Heng motioned her to keep secret with his eyes, Yu Ya'er finally understood, her eyes flashed, and she nodded!

  Gu Jiao walked towards the two, and Yuyaer continued to dry the quilt.

  In fact, it’s time to say hello to Gu Jiao. Yu Ya'er is a polite little maid, but she is too guilty to help her uncle doing bad things, so she dare not look at her own lady at all!

  Fortunately, Gu Jiao was not obsessed with trivial matters and didn't notice the strangeness of Yu Ya'er. For many days, she didn't see her grandfather in official uniform. At first glance, he put on him, and the strict temperament of asceticism came to her face.

   The face value crit in the early morning made Gu Jiao coveted for several seconds.

  Xiao Heng seemed to be ignorant and greeted her: "Morning."

   "Well, early." Gu Jiao responded blankly.

  Xiao Heng pressed down the corners of his lips that almost turned up, limped to the side of the well, and started to fetch water.

  Gu Jiao wouldn’t let him do heavy work. Gu Jiao stepped forward to take the wooden barrel from him: “I’ll do it.”

  Xiao Heng's hand slightly lifted. This action caused her to grab his hand instead of the wooden handle of the bucket.

  Xiao Heng cleared his throat, glanced at Yuya'er behind him, and said solemnly: "In the early morning, you should pay attention."

  Gu Jiao: "..."

After breakfast, Xiao Jingkong and his grandfather went to the Imperial College. Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun went to Qinghe Academy. The family already knew the identity of Xiao Heng, but they knew how complicated his affairs were. Xiao Liulang's identity calls him.

   "I went to the Hanlin Hospital." Xiao Heng came over with a cane and said to Gu Jiao, who was packing the small medicine box and planning to go to the hospital.

   Thinking of something, Gu Jiao said to him: "By the way, how is your hand? Does it hurt? Can you write?"

The    line has long been removed, and he has been doing rehabilitation these few days. He eats with a spoon in his left hand.

   "It doesn't seem to be very good." Xiao Heng stretched out his right hand and said without changing his face, "I don't have much strength."

   "Really? Let me see." Gu Jiao put down the small medicine box.

  Xiao Heng limped up to her and stretched out his right hand.

His hands are white and clean, his fingers are slender, and the joints are well defined. Even his nails are filled with a puddle of pearl. Gu Jiao couldn't help but feel once again. In his previous life, this must be the hands of a surgeon or a pianist. .

  She began to examine his wounds.

  There is a faint layer of scar ointment on the wound. Compared with the initial period, the scar is a little lighter, but it is still particularly eye-catching on this perfect hand.

  Gu Jiao pressed the position of the wound: "Does it hurt?"

   "Huh?" Xiao Heng was taken aback, and then, as if reacting quickly, he answered, "It hurts, it's not too obvious."

  Gu Jiao asked: “It hurts if you don’t touch it, or does it hurt if you touch it?”

  Xiao Heng said: "It hurts only when you touch it."

  Gu Jiao paused, put her hand into his palm, and said, "You hold it."

  Xiao Heng grabbed her hand.

  Her hands are so small, he can cover them all with a big palm. Because of the hard work of Wu Xiu, there is a faint cocoon between the palm of her hand and the mouth of the tiger, which is not as soft as that of Princess Xinyang. I heard that the hands of those daughters are so soft, but he doesn't like those soft hands.

   "Is that only a little grip strength?" Gu Jiao frowned.

  "Are my hands the same as my legs and feet, I want to..." He sighed, then stopped talking.

   "I'll test it again." Gu Jiao found a brush and handed it to him, then spread a piece of paper on the table, "You write a word."

  Xiao Heng held the brush and wrote a delicate character without hesitation.

  That is really a terrible word.

   worse than Gu Jiao's writing!

  Gu Jiao was dumbfounded, is that just like this?

  His expression was a little disappointed: "It doesn't seem to be...too powerful."

  Gu Jiao frowns her eyebrows: "Then, to strengthen rehabilitation, we also need to add hand massage."

  Xiao Heng looked at her deeply: "Yeah."

  Gu Jiao said: "I'll take you to the Hanlin Academy, and press it for you on the way."

  Xiao Heng gently hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay."

   Liu Quan came back after delivering the old sacrificial wine and Xiaojingkong. Seeing that the two hadn’t left yet, he said to Xiao Heng, “I haven’t gone to the Hanlin Academy yet. Come on, don’t walk over today, or you should be late!”

  In the past, Xiao Liulang mostly walked to the Imperial Academy for rehabilitation.

  Gu Jiao has this intention.

  The two got into the carriage, Gu Jiao sat down next to Xiao Heng, took his hand, and carefully placed it on her lap.

  After the fall, the Yao family added clothes to the family, but the soft touch from Gu Jiao's legs clearly meant that she secretly lost another inner garment.

  Xiao Heng couldn't help but feel a little bit arrogant.

  Where did Gu Jiao know that this young man who seemed to be innocent and abstinent, her thoughts had already gone wrong.

  She pressed seriously: "Is it so heavy?"

   "Nothing feels." Xiao Heng said.

   "What about this?" Gu Jiao increased her strength slightly.

   "Hmm..." He frowned slightly and let out a low painful cry.

  Gu Jiao hurriedly let go of her strength: "So?"

  It took half an hour to find the right strength, and it was time to go to the Hanlin Academy in a quarter of an hour, and Gu Jiao stepped up to give him a squeeze.

  Small looks very serious.

  Xiao Heng looked at her carefully and leisurely.

  The strength of the palm of his hand is actually too light for him, every stroke is like a feather, scratching on the tip of his heart.

  "Sis————––" He suddenly took a deep breath.

  Gu Jiao looked at him weirdly: "What's wrong? Did I press it again?"

  Xiao Heng let out a breath slowly: "No, no, you continue."

  After a while, he suddenly said, "Eat more."

  Gu Jiao doesn’t know why.

  Why eat more?

  Has she lost weight recently?

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  　　 Xiao Meiren: "Eat more, quickly _____ (two words)."

  (End of this chapter)