"I, I, I don't want to look at you either. You are so beautiful. I can't help but look at you a few more times." Yan Ruozhen stood up and faced him and replied as if he was ready to die.
When she said this, she immediately blushed a little more, and her whole face was about to smoke. However, not only was she blushing, but even Huang Chenling's face gradually turned rosy. It was also the first time that he was touched by a person.
Such an abrupt and positive compliment from a woman.
"You, aren't you sprained? I, let me help you to the bed first and help you look at your feet." Yan Ruozhen peeked at him and blushed, and changed the subject wisely.
Huang Chenling nodded, and she immediately got under his armpit, took his arm, held his waist, and slowly helped him walk.
Although he could walk without her support, in order to ease the awkward atmosphere just now, he let her help him walk.
After helping Huang Chenling to the bed, she ran to the bathtub, found a hand towel, dipped it in warm water, wrung it out and brought it back. Then she squatted down and applied it on his left ankle, holding his foot, and slowly
He was massaging it and asked: "Is there some pain here?"
"Well, it hurts a little." Huang Chenling looked at her and said.
"I'll turn it. If it hurts, just make a sound." Yan Ruocheng gradually regained his composure and said seriously.
She carefully turned his ankle, but Huang Chenling didn't feel too much pain. Instead, as she massaged it, the tingling and tight feeling in her foot slowly eased. However, seeing her looking so nervous, she felt a trace of malice.
"Ah, it hurts, you're too strong." He deliberately cried out in pain to tease her.
"Scared? Oh, I'll use less force..." She naturally believed it and reduced her strength a lot.
"Ah, it still hurts. Can you press it? It hurts here too." He pointed at the location randomly and asked her to massage it.
The more Yan Ruocheng pressed, the more confused she became about how to move from ankle to ankle, so she massaged the entire top of his feet without caring about anything else.
Huang Chenling became more and more comfortable, and lay down on the bed, murmuring: "My right foot is also tired, you can press it too. The strength is okay."
This time, Yan Ruocheng realized that he was playing with her, but she had no reason to be angry, so she had no choice but to follow his wishes and massage her right foot as well.
"Second Prince, do your ankles still feel the same tingling pain as before?" She asked helplessly as her hands were tired from pressing them and her feet were numb from squatting.
Huang Chenling sat up, pulled back her left foot, moved a little, and said, "It's still a little bit better, but it's much better."
Yan Ruocheng patted her feet and stood up, saying, "That's good. However, for safety reasons, I need to apply medicated oil again, otherwise I'm afraid it will be bruised and swollen tomorrow."
"I got it. Let me tell you, why do you have to come in through the window and not the door? How long have you been peeking at me outside the window?" Huang Chenling just now started to settle accounts with her.
Yan Ruozhen frowned and explained hesitantly: "I, I, I didn't mean to come in through the window. I wanted to find you. I just wanted to bring you supper."
"Supper? You need to climb through the window!" Huang Chenling said emphatically.
"No, I'm afraid you won't want to see me. If I call the guards, you will definitely disappear. I just want to bring you a supper." Yan Ruocheng said seriously.
"What about the supper you brought? I saw your hands were empty." Huang Chenling pointed at her hand and asked pretending to be suspicious.
"Yes? Where is it?" When he asked, she remembered the seaweed and lotus leaf rice she was holding. She walked back to the bathtub in confusion to look for it.
Finally I found it in the tub, completely wet.
She humiliatedly took a bag of wet seaweed and lotus leaf rice, brought it to him, and said, "Second Prince. I'm sorry, it's all soaked."
He saw that what she said was not all lies, but that he was wronged by her. How could this matter be counted?
"Where's the back? How much did you look at me?" He turned away and continued to ask.
"How much?" She wanted to pretend to be stupid and didn't want to answer. It was no longer how much, but she had seen them all, and she could see them clearly, to the point of never forgetting them.
"Say what?" Huang Chenling pressed.
"I don't remember it anymore. Although it's beautiful, it's also very scary." Yan Ruocheng couldn't think of a good description and said at a loss for words.
"What! Scared! You said I scared you!" Huang Chenling yelled in displeasure.