The popular prince and concubine: marry the little maid

Chapter 794
Qing'er's little fist landed on her leg, she grinned, "Well, her leg is actually so numb and painful!

Even if I tried to move, it would be numb and painful.

Qing'er supported the bedpost and tried her best to stand up, but just as she stood up, her legs fell down in pain, and she fell heavily on the bed.

When he came in, she was trying her best to stand up and walk again. Qing'er was depressed, she couldn't speak by herself, and she couldn't even walk with her legs.

"Qing'er, what's wrong?"

He put down the porridge brought in for her, and hurried up to support her body that was about to fall again.

"You don't need to worry about it." Qing'er shook off his hand fiercely.

"Okay, I don't care."

He let her go and watched her fall onto the bed.

"Okay, don't go, let's eat first."

She must have been sitting and lying down for three days, not taking in a drop of water, not eating or drinking, and her legs were numb, sore and limp.

He said in a concentrated voice: "Come, have porridge."

"I will do it myself."

"Let me feed you," he said.

"I don't need it." Her lips moved.

He handed her the bowl, "Be careful."

In addition to the coldness in her eyes, there was also a layer of doubt. It was strange that her lips were moving. No matter how hard she tried to speak, she couldn't make a sound. He actually knew what she was talking about——
It can be said that she was eating porridge with difficulty, and as she ate, her tears fell.

When she looked at the man sitting across from her with blurred tears, she turned into hatred—it was him who hated the guy, and it was all because of him!

Qing'er really wanted to throw this bowl of porridge on the ground, but he seemed to see through her thoughts, and snatched it over, "I'll feed you."

She stared at him, then wiped away tears.

Aggrieved, she really wanted to yell.

However, no sound came out.

He put the porridge aside, grabbed her hand, and put it on his chest, he said: "Okay, hit me if you want to vent, after venting, you can breathe well, and then eat."

"you--"

Qing'er stared at her, clearly biting her lip.

(End of this chapter)