Yi Chenli's reply arrived quickly.
Yi Chenli was so stingy that he didn't even write the word "okay," but he did draw a picture. The picture depicted the tedious and repetitive tasks he had to do every day to recover his legs.
Yi Chenli still gets up early to practice martial arts, just like he has for so many years. The only difference is that he has added a new activity to his early morning practice: after finishing his practice, he will take advantage of the concealment and support of the bamboo forest to slowly walk around the area, allowing himself to get used to the feeling of walking.
In the painting, Yi Chenli doesn't look disheveled; he walks steadily. But An Yuan'er knows that he must have fallen many times along the way, even though he didn't depict it in the painting.
Yi Chenli's life was extremely simple. When An Yuan'er wasn't around, he wouldn't bother to ask someone to buy him food; he would just eat some simple breakfast.
After meals, I would study and read.
In the afternoon, he added a weight-bearing exercise to his legs. Having been confined to a wheelchair for so long, his leg muscles had atrophied considerably, and the appropriate weight-bearing helped his recovery. He practiced repeatedly, going over the same movements again and again, hoping to recover faster.
In the evenings, I mainly deal with some mail, and in my spare time, I play chess to relax my mind.
An Yuan'er looked at the painting and realized that Yi Chenli was a very self-disciplined person. He repeated the same things every day, which most people would have given up long ago, but Yi Chenli had such patience and willpower.
Although Lan Jingtang helped Yi Chenli heal his leg in the early stages, how well he recovered in the later stages was entirely due to Yi Chenli's own efforts.
An Yuan'er had never heard Yi Chenli complain once, yet it was precisely this kind of person who softened An Yuan'er's heart.
She simply couldn't refuse a man like that!
At this moment, An Yuan'er knew that what Yi Chenli needed was not excessive concern, but unwavering support, just like back then, when everyone doubted him, An Yuan'er became the light in the darkness.
The two exchanged letters back and forth, exchanging many letters in private.
It was as if the two of them had returned to many years ago, when An Yuan'er was recuperating at home and could not go out. She also befriended Yi Chenli through letters and drawings.
After many twists and turns, fate seems to have brought the two of them back to square one. The only difference is that Yi Chenli is no longer as resistant or unapproachable as she was back then, although this man is still a bit awkward at times.
Frequent letter exchanges are not unusual, but the problem is that they might attract the attention of certain individuals.
After that night, An Huaishou already had some suspicions, and when he saw the letters that An Yuan'er frequently sent to Chenyang Palace, his suspicions were confirmed.
"Guoguo, why hasn't today's letter arrived yet?" Usually, An Yuan'er would already be opening the letter by this time.
Guoguo went out to inquire and came back saying, "Miss, Uncle Fu said that the eldest young master intercepted all the letters."
An Yuan'er slammed her hand on the table and stood up abruptly: "What's this brother up to! Is he still angry with me for scolding him that night?"
An Yuan'er thought to herself: If you want her to apologize, forget it. An Yuan'er didn't think she was wrong; her brother had betrayed Mo Ran's sincere heart! He deserved to be in pain now!
That's what she thought, but An Yuan'er still went to her brother's study.
The girl stormed into her brother's study, just as An Huishou was opening a letter.
"Yuan'er, remember to knock before entering. It's basic etiquette."
An Yuan'er was furious at the moment and snatched the envelope from her brother's hand.
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