Jun Moyi turned his wheelchair to the bedside, helped Sang Liwan sit up with both hands, and touched her soft hair.
"Are you awake?"
When Sang Liwan opened her eyes, the first person she saw was the noble young man sitting in the wheelchair again. For a moment, she could not distinguish between dreams and reality.
If it weren't for the aches and pains in her body constantly reminding her, she would probably have really thought that her feelings for Jun Moyi were so dirty that she could have such a dream.
She subconsciously asked, "Why are you pretending to be lame again?"
Jun Moyi was stunned, as if he had not expected that this would be the first thing she said after waking up.
He subconsciously glanced at the wheelchair under him, smiled faintly and said, "I thought you would be more accustomed to it this way."
Sang Liwan had never thought about this question. She only remembered that when she saw Jun Moyi holding her and standing up, her cerebellum almost atrophied.
After all, in her cognition, Jun Moyi was a person who had difficulty walking since he was a teenager. From the first appearance to the finale, he was in a wheelchair every time he appeared. She never thought that he was pretending.
And he pretends to be so convincing.
Even I was deceived.
When he thought of this, the original expression on Sang Liwan's face was replaced by inquiry and scrutiny.
She half-closed her beautiful eyes, looked at Jun Moyi quietly, and said faintly: "So, my prince, is there anything you want to say to me?"
Jun Moyi glanced at her, then clenched his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, blinking somewhat ambiguously, "I want to ask, Wanwan, do you want to put on your clothes before questioning me?"
Sang Liwan's whole body stiffened.
She saw the look in Jun Moyi's eyes and realized something, but she didn't have the courage to confirm it.
Jun Moyi saw her sitting straight like a log, not even daring to move her eyes, and felt both distressed and amused.
He casually picked up the robe that was placed aside and put it on Sang Liwan, "That's much better."
Sang Liwan came back to her senses in an instant. She pushed Jun Moyi's chest with one hand, "Jun Moyi!"
Hearing this, Jun Moyi imitated her previous behavior and said slowly: "I am here, my princess."
Sang Liwan's face turned strangely red.
Even his tongue became a little tied, "You, you, what are you talking about?"
This look made Jun Moyi laugh.
"What's wrong?" he asked while helping Sang Liwan put on her clothes.
Just thinking about her appearance of being covered with only a thin layer of gauze, Jun Moyi felt his scalp tingling.
Sang Liwan lowered her head and let him move on her body, not daring to move at all.
She had been very generous before, but at this moment, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
It was probably because Jun Moyi was dressed too gentlemanly at the moment, which made Sang Liwan feel that it would be a blasphemy if he had any thoughts about such a person.
Jun Moyi obviously noticed this as well. He looked at Sang Liwan and said with a half-smile, "You were so tough before, why are you so quiet now?"
After hearing his words, Sang Liwan still didn't say anything, but just raised her eyes and glared at him.
Jun Moyi felt like touching her face after she glared at him, so he reached out and gently pinched her face.
"Okay, do you want to get up and eat something? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Sang Liwan had never thought about this before, but after Jun Moyi reminded her, she suddenly felt that although her body was still a little sore, the slight discomfort she had felt before seemed to have disappeared.
She looked up in surprise.
【Why don’t I feel the same discomfort as before? 】
[No way, could being intimate with a man have this effect?]
Thinking of this, Sang Liwan's eyes turned subtle in an instant when he looked at Jun Moyi.
Jun Moyi raised his eyebrows and deliberately narrowed his eyes to look at her.
"Wanwan, you seem to be thinking about something bad."
Unexpectedly, Sang Liwan said calmly, "It may not be a good thing for me, but it must be a good thing for you."
Jun Moyi did not refute this, he just pursed his lips and smiled.
When Jun Moyi helped Sang Liwan put on her clothes and took her out, he saw Qingshui standing at the door waiting.
She first looked at Sang Liwan's face carefully, and seeing that her complexion seemed much rosier than before, her heart finally settled down.
Qingshui was holding a bowl of medicine in her hand. When she saw Sang Liwan coming out, she immediately went to greet her. "Princess, I have heated up this medicine several times. Would you like to drink it while it's hot?"
Before Sang Liwan could speak, Jun Moyi stopped her.
"Princess, you don't need to drink this medicine."
Hearing this, not only Qingshui, but even Sang Liwan felt a little surprised.
She turned around to look at Jun Moyi, and frowned when she realized that he was not joking.
"Didn't Master say that the poison in my body has not been cured yet?"
Jun Moyi nodded, "It's not cured, but it's gotten much better. All medicines are poisonous, so it's better not to drink it if you can."
Sang Liwan didn't think too much about whether to drink the medicine or not. After all, the medicine was very bitter. If she could not drink it, she would naturally be happy to do so.
Qingshui was just a maid, and seeing that her two masters had the same opinion, she naturally didn't say anything.
He just sighed, turned around, put the medicine bowl on the tray, and prepared to pour it out.
At night, Jun Moyi saw Gu Huaizhi.
When Gu Huaizhi saw Jun Moyi, he stared at him from head to toe for a long time before saying meaningfully, "It seems that the prince is in a good mood."
Jun Moyi smiled faintly and said nothing.
"You reek of blood, and you came out of the dungeon again?"
When they mentioned the dungeon, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of both of them.
Gu Huaizhi sneered: "That woman is stubborn and refuses to betray her master no matter what."
Hearing this, Jun Moyi raised his head and looked at him, "Master? Are you talking about Chen Yan?"
Gu Huai was stunned, and he felt that something was wrong.
"you mean……"
Jun Moyi chuckled and said, "Because the person behind her is not Chen Yan at all."
"no?"
At this moment, the smile on Gu Huaizhi's face completely disappeared, and even the arm that had been waving the fan stopped. His eyes flickered, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Finally, his gaze fell on Jun Moyi's dark and deep eyes, "Did you do this on purpose?"
Gu Huaizhi had indeed guessed half of it, but Jun Moyi had no intention of answering his questions now.
He glanced at Gu Huaizhi and said, "I'm planning to go to the dungeon right now. If you're interested, could you please go there too?"
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