On this day, the weather was clear and sunny, with the bright sun hanging high in the sky, reflecting its blue hue.
"Your Highness, please take your time." A simple, honest voice came from the courtyard. This was probably the sentence that the people in the manor had heard most often these past few days.
"It's alright, I can still manage." Luo Bai's usually gentle and refined face now showed a hint of stubbornness and excitement.
The two men stood one in front of the other, one thin and the other muscular.
This is what Feng Qingge saw as soon as she entered the courtyard: Luo Bai was walking in front, holding onto the temporary handrail that had been erected in the courtyard.
The handrail consists of two sticks placed horizontally, which he can use to practice walking.
Ah Bao stood by, his face full of disapproval, yet he was helpless.
"The ghostly energy has just been cleared away, and you need time to recover. Don't rush your walking; two hours of practice each day is enough. You can't become fat in one bite." Finally, Feng Qingge spoke up to remind her. She hadn't expected that someone who usually seemed so mild-mannered would be so courageous. Of course, someone who could lead troops into battle like Mo Linyuan was no coward.
However, speaking of Mo Linyuan, I haven't seen him since I asked him to find Ai Ye, and I don't know what he's been busy with.
Luo Bai, who was walking, looked up and glanced over. Beads of sweat covered her fair, white face, which looked subtly sexy in the sunlight.
"It's alright, I'm just too excited." Indeed, it's been so many years since I've experienced the feeling of walking, so it's hard for me to shake off this excitement.
Moreover, since others have never been deprived of the right to walk, they do not know the excitement and thrill he felt at being able to walk again.
Hearing him say this, Feng Qingge realized that Luo Bai was the crown prince of a country and always liked to refer to himself as "I," just like she and A Bao. However, seeing how enthusiastic he was, she let him be.
Having only recently experienced the feeling of my feet touching the ground, it's understandable that I'm excited.
Abao thought she could persuade His Highness the Crown Prince, but she didn't expect him to give up so quickly, so she remained silent.
Luo Bai stopped practicing walking for another half an hour because he felt tired.
Seeing this, Abao quickly pushed the wheelchair over and let him sit down to rest. He even took a clean cloth to wipe his sweat.
Feng Qingge shook her head; she still felt some sympathy for Luo Bai. His childhood misfortune had left him unable to walk, making survival in the cannibalistic palace even more difficult. She imagined he hadn't had an easy time over the years.
To have received so much praise and achieved such a status, one must have paid a price that others cannot imagine.
Perhaps moved by a touch of sympathy, Feng Qingge involuntarily stepped forward, smiled, lifted her robe, squatted down, and slowly extended her finger.
"Qingge, what's wrong?" Luo Bai looked down at the person squatting beside him, his eyes filled with confusion.
Feng Qingge shook her head, placed her hands on his legs, and gently massaged them, occasionally referring to the acupoints she was massaging.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, she stopped, then stood up, her eyebrows and eyes curved, her beauty exquisite.
"Did you know that massaging the meridians in your legs can help with blood circulation, which can save you a lot of trouble?"
"Thank you, Qingge." Luo Bai was dressed in white with a few beads of sweat on his forehead, but even so, it couldn't hide his ethereal aura. His gentle eyes and curved lips were captivating.
This smile was probably the purest and clearest smile Feng Qingge had ever seen, so much so that she still remembered it many years later.
"It's alright, someone else taught me this." She shook her head, a gentle breeze ruffling her hair, lifting a strand that just barely concealed her expression, but the air of disappointment emanating from her was impossible to ignore.
"What are you doing?" Suddenly, a cold, penetrating voice interrupted the two, carrying an barely perceptible anger.
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