After Yu Ya'er said this, Xiao Heng looked down at his legs.
He finally understood where the awkwardness when changing clothes came from, he didn't use a cane, he didn't limping, he... walked out like a normal person.
"Uncle! Your legs are healed! Your legs are healed!" Yu Ya'er was so excited that she said it twice in one breath. If the rest of the people hadn't woken up, she would have said it three or four times!
At this time, Gu Jiao also got up, and she came out of the east room.
Xiao Heng immediately gave Yu Ya'er a gesture of silence.
Yu Ya'er was stunned, Xiao Heng motioned her to keep it secret with his eyes, Yu Ya'er finally understood, her eyes flashed, and she nodded!
Gu Jiao walked towards the two of them, and Yu Ya'er continued to dry the quilt.
In fact, it's time to greet Gu Jiao, Yu Ya'er is a polite little girl, but she is too guilty to help her uncle to do bad things, and she doesn't dare to look at her own lady at all!
Fortunately, Gu Jiao didn't pay attention to the details and didn't notice Yu Ya'er's strangeness, but she hadn't seen her husband wearing official uniforms for many days.
Early in the morning, the critical attack on her appearance made Gu Jiao salivate in place for several seconds.
Xiao Heng greeted her as if not paying attention, "Morning."
"Well, early." Gu Jiao replied dully.
Xiao Heng pressed down the corners of his lips that were almost raised, limped to the well, and started to fetch water.
Gu Jiao wouldn't let him do heavy work. Gu Jiao took a few steps forward and took the barrel from him: "I'll do it."
Xiao Heng raised her hand slightly, and this movement caused her to grab his hand instead of grabbing the wooden handle of the bucket.
Xiao Heng cleared his throat, glanced at Yu Ya'er behind him, and said solemnly, "Early in the morning, pay more attention."
Gu Jiao: "..."
After breakfast, Xiao Jingkong and his great-aunt went to Guozijian, and Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun went to Qinghe Academy. The family already knew Xiao Heng's identity, but they also knew that his affairs were complicated. Xiao Liulang's identity called him.
"I'm going to the Hanlin Academy." Xiao Heng came over with a cane and said to Gu Jiao, who was packing a small medicine box and planning to go to the hospital.
Thinking of something, Gu Jiao said to him, "By the way, how is your hand? Does it still hurt? Can you write?"
The thread has been removed, and he has been doing rehabilitation for the past few days. He eats with a spoon in his left hand.
"It doesn't seem to be very good." Xiao Heng stretched out his right hand and said without changing his face, "I don't have much strength."
"Really? Let me see." Gu Jiao put down the small medicine box.
Xiao Heng limped in front of her and stretched out his right hand.
His hands were fair and clean, his fingers were slender, with well-defined knuckles, and even his nails were full of shellfish. Gu Jiao couldn't help but sigh again, in a previous life, these must be the hands of a surgeon or a pianist. .
She began to examine his wounds.
There was a light layer of scar cream on the wound. Compared with the original, the scar has faded a little, but it is still particularly eye-catching on this perfect hand.
Gu Jiao pressed the location of the wound: "Does it hurt?"
"Huh?" Xiao Heng was slightly stunned, then, as if he had reacted quickly, he continued, "It hurts, it's not obvious."
Gu Jiao asked, "It hurts even if you don't touch it, or does it only hurt when you touch it?"
Xiao Heng said: "It only hurts when you touch it."
Gu Jiao paused, put her hand in his palm, and said, "Grip it."
Xiao Heng grabbed her hand.
Her hands are so small that he can wrap them all in one big palm. Because of her practice and hard work, her palms and tiger's mouth have a faint layer of calluses, which is not as soft as Princess Xinyang's hands. I heard that the hands of those daughters are so soft, but he doesn't like those soft hands.
"Is that only a little grip strength?" Gu Jiao frowned.
"My hands are the same as my legs and feet, to..." He sighed, hesitating to say anything.
"I'll test it again." Gu Jiao found a brush and handed it to him, then spread out a piece of paper on the table, "Write a word."
Xiao Heng held the brush, and without any hesitation, wrote a charming character.
That's a horrible word.
Worse than Gu Jiao's writing!
Gu Jiao was stunned, just, is it this way
His expression was a little disappointed: "It doesn't seem... too powerful."
Gu Jiao frowned: "Then, we need to strengthen rehabilitation and add hand massage."
Xiao Heng looked at her deeply: "Well."
Gu Jiao said, "I'll take you to the Hanlin Academy, and I'll press you on the way."
Xiao Heng gently hooked the corner of his lips: "Okay."
Liu Quan came back after delivering Lao Jijiu and Xiao Jingkong. Seeing that the two hadn't left, he said to Xiao Heng, "I haven't been to the Hanlin Academy yet. Come up, don't go over today, or you'll be late!"
In the past, Xiao Rokuro often walked to the Imperial Academy for rehabilitation.
Gu Jiao has this intention.
The two got into the carriage, Gu Jiao sat down next to Xiao Heng, took his hand, and carefully placed it on her lap.
After the autumn season, Yao's family had added clothes to the family, but the soft touch on Gu Jiao's legs clearly meant that she was secretly wearing one less underwear.
Xiao Heng couldn't help but feel a little confused.
How did Gu Jiao know that this young man, who seemed to be pure and abstinent, had already lost his mind.
She pressed it very seriously: "Is this heavy?"
"I don't feel anything." Xiao Heng said.
"So what?" Gu Jiao slightly increased her strength.
"Hmm..." He frowned slightly and exclaimed in pain.
Gu Jiao hurriedly relaxed her strength and said, "That's it?"
It took half an hour to find the right strength, and it was time for the Hanlin Academy in a quarter of an hour, so Gu Jiao pressed him tightly.
The little one is very serious.
Xiao Heng looked at her in a relaxed manner.
The strength of the palm was actually too light for him, and every stroke was like a feather, scratching on the tip of his heart.
"Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssss."
Gu Jiao looked at him strangely: "What's wrong? Did I press it again?"
Xiao Heng slowly exhaled: "No, no, you continue."
After a while, he suddenly said, "Eat more."
Gu Jiao didn't know why.
Why eat more
Has she lost weight recently
fill in the blank
Beauty Xiao: "Eat more, hurry up _____ (two words)."
(End of this chapter)