At this moment, Gan Qiongying pulled over his injured left leg and quickly tied the bandage tightly around Li Hua's leg in the way she had practiced many times in recent days.
Then she took out the boots and roughly ripped them off Li Hua's feet, impatiently putting the boots back on him.
Li Hua didn't struggle. He had exhausted all his strength by holding back his tears, and let Gan Qiongying do as she pleased until he put on the shoes.
Li Hua owns many shops, including clothing stores and shoe shops. He has seen countless shoes with fancy designs or understated elegance, but none of them have moved him to tears like this pair.
Even if Gan Qiongying had given him a brick when he opened the box, Li Hua would have felt that the brick was harder, more beautiful, and more noble than the stones on the palace wall, and that it would have lasted longer.
"It's beautiful, I like it very much." Li Hua's voice was very low, each word carefully uttered, mixed with the taste of blood in her mouth.
“I like it very much.” Li Hua repeated, afraid that Gan Qiongying might not hear her clearly.
“Very beautiful…” When Li Hua was discussing business with people, she was usually a very eloquent person, but at this moment she felt at a loss for words, as if no matter how hard she racked her brains, she could not find the right words to describe these shoes.
All I can do is dryly repeat, "It's beautiful, I like it very much."
Gan Qiongying didn't care at all about whether the shoes were pretty or not. They were just a basic style with some silver trim, which was hastily added. Although they were easy to match with clothes, they were not pretty at all.
Gan Qiongying personally helped Li Hua put on his shoes, checked the straps, glanced at Li Hua's slightly red eyes, and directly took his hand and said, "Let's get out of the car!"
Then Li Hua was pulled out of the car by her. As Gan Qiongying got out of the car first, Li Hua quickly raised her sleeve to cover her eyes.
Although no tears actually fell, he didn't want the servants to see the moisture in his eyes.
Fortunately, the wind outside helped to reduce the redness in his eyes.
Gan Qiongying pulled him out of the carriage, leaving him alone inside, and got off first, lifting her skirt and running a long way in one breath.
Li Hua didn't understand why Gan Qiongying had run away, but Gan Qiongying ran a distance before stopping on the lit path in the courtyard. She turned around to look at Li Hua and gave him an excited smile.
He raised his hand and summoned Li Hua: "Come here! Walk towards me!"
"Hurry up!"
As Li Hua alighted from the carriage, Tian Jiao immediately went to help him up, but Gan Qiongying yelled at Tian Jiao, "You are not allowed to help the prince consort!"
What effect can you expect from supporting it?
Sweet Corner was startled by Gan Qiongying, thinking that the two of them had just quarreled in the carriage, and looked at Li Hua with difficulty.
Li Hua didn't know why Gan Qiongying was doing this, but she nodded to Tian Jiao and got off the carriage.
At this moment, no one realized why Gan Qiongying was acting this way. Only Manyue, the only one sober in a world of drunks, looked at Li Hua's feet with the same excitement and anticipation as Gan Qiongying, or rather, at his shoes.
Gan Qiongying was still raising her hand towards Li Hua, beckoning fiercely: "Come here quickly!"
After getting off the carriage, Li Hua smiled helplessly and immediately walked towards Gan Qiongying.
But he took two steps and then stopped.
The slight smile at the corner of his mouth seemed to freeze, embedded in his face, as if his mask had distorted, and his expression became unusually strange because of the twitching at the corner of his mouth.
He stood there, head down, staring intently at his feet, as if time itself had frozen, rewound, and the world had collapsed.
When Gan Qiongying saw that he had stopped moving, she kept calling out, "Don't just stand there! Take a few more steps and come here to me!"
She thought Li Hua was just not used to walking, and those two steps just now didn't seem to have any effect at all.
Gan Qiongying called out several times before the buzzing in Li Hua's ears, as if submerged in water, finally subsided. He lowered his head, stared at his feet, and took a few more steps forward—very many steps—before stopping again.
Sweetcorn finally realized what was happening, gasped, covered her mouth, and stared wide-eyed.
Sanjiu hadn't yet realized that something was wrong, but he saw the prince consort slowly raise his head.
Li Hua very slowly, like a broken puppet, raised his head toward Gan Qiongying.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the metallic taste and pain in his mouth could no longer suppress his turbulent emotions.
He stared intently at Gan Qiongying, as if he were staring at an enemy with whom he shared a deep-seated blood feud.
Under the flickering light, tears welled up in his eyes, which, confined by their crimson rims, looked as if they were filled with two pools of blood.
Li Hua tried desperately to endure it. He looked up, but no matter what he did, he couldn't stop his vision from gradually blurring.
Gan Qiongying finally saw his expression and eyes clearly, and thought that she had not tied it properly or that the shoes were causing him pain.
She immediately ran towards Li Hua, squatted down beside him, and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? I just learned this technique, so it might not be quite right yet. How about I re-bind your legs for you..."
Li Hua took a step back, dodging Gan Qiongying's hand.
Gan Qiongying then looked at him and found that he was already in tears, his face was covered in mud, and his ears, neck, and even his fingers were covered with a layer of red. Because his eyes were so red and the light in the courtyard was so dim, it looked like he was shedding tears of blood.
“Li Hua? Why are you crying…” Gan Qiongying took another step forward, but Li Hua took another step back.
He shook his head, his lips trembling violently, unable to utter a single word, only managing a grating gasp.
Once the tears started, they couldn't be stopped, falling like a broken string, leaving him utterly disheveled and embarrassed, yet... so excited that even his soul seemed to scream.
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