The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

"Your Highness, your leg hurts again?"

Behind the trees, A Yuan squatted in front of Jiang Weijing and massaged him with a look of dismay on his face.

Jiang Weijing didn't say a word, but his posture became much more relaxed. He seemed to be leaning on the wheelchair as if he was detached, instead of maintaining his posture as before and enduring the discomfort.

A Yuan's face was full of remorse, and he was still muttering: "It's all my fault, I slept so hard! Why didn't the prince wake up my slave..."

Jiang Weijing finally had his voice at this time and said in a deep voice: "No need."

A Yuan made a move, and then sighed deeply in his heart.

Everyone in the palace said that His Highness was gloomy and terrifying.

But only he knew that His Highness could not treat the people around him any better.

For His Highness, they are willing to die even if they die, and they will never complain.

"Your Highness, do you feel better?"

After massaging for a while, A Yuan asked.

Jiang Weijing nodded slightly, his expression looking much better than before.

Just still a little pale.

A Yuan couldn't bear it, and complained in a low voice: "Princess Yunluo said at the beginning that we should proceed step by step, and Her Highness must do it every day..."

"A Yuan."

As if he didn't want him to mention this, Jiang Weijing shouted at him in a low voice.

A Yuan then shut up obediently.

But you can still see a little helplessness in his eyes.

Jiang Yunluo said at the beginning that he would recover slowly, and even if he could stand up, he should not stand for too long every day.

You have to take your time when walking.

It is not impossible to recover for a year or two.

But Jiang Weijing insisted on starting to practice early. He would often only stand for a while before being covered in pain and sweating, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Even so, he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

The speed of recovery shocked Jiang Yunluo when she first saw it.

But the consequence of this is that his legs will hurt from time to time.

No one knows what kind of pain it is.

All I know is that when an attack broke out, Jiang Weijing would bite his lip every time, and his fingernails would be scratched with blood.

At first it will make you feel embarrassed.

But as time went by, he actually learned to endure it.

A Yuan couldn't do anything to help him, so he could only massage him when he had an attack.

But little effect.

Most of them waited for the inexplicable pain to torture Jiang Weijing enough before going back to hibernation.

It's the same this time.

It’s not like I haven’t had an attack on the road before.

But at least he could hide in the carriage and not let anyone see him.

Tonight is...

"Let's hurry up tomorrow and buy a new carriage for the Third Princess early so that His Highness can return to his own car."

A Yuan said while wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Jiang Weijing snorted softly when he heard this.

"Jiang Weiyu doesn't want to leave too fast."

After finally reaching this deep mountain and old forest, if he just walked out and went to the official road, how could he attack Qin Rumeng?

A Yuan also understood this truth. Hearing this, he said helplessly: "Does Your Highness insist on meddling in the third prince's business?"

Hearing this, Jiang Weijing raised his eyelids slightly and looked at A Yuan.

A Yuan knew that he had said something wrong and quickly apologized: "Your Highness, please calm down. It was A Yuan who said something wrong. A Yuan knows that His Highness doesn't like the people in the palace. It would be best to make His Highness unhappy, but there is really no way." It is necessary to kill a thousand enemies, but it is not necessary to suffer eight hundred losses..."

"Qin Rumeng hasn't died yet."

Jiang Weijing finally answered in a low voice.

Even if you really want to die...

Are she and Jiang Weiyu going to kill each other?

Or was it because of her death that Jiang Weiyu's reputation was ruined and he could no longer stand in the court, and even Jiang Rongyuan couldn't protect him?

He hasn't figured it out yet.

But each one is much more valuable than dying quietly on the road...

The next day—

The carriage was still driving smoothly through the forest.

At noon, everyone stopped as usual, planning to rest for a quarter of an hour before continuing on their way.

Qin Rumeng also borrowed Jiang Weijing's carriage today.

Jiang Weijing was pushed by Wu Feng and A Yuan in turns, so he walked slower than yesterday.

"Third Princess, please."

A Yuan opened the car curtain and asked Qin Rumeng to get out of the car.

Although she was riding in Jiang Weijing's carriage, she still had to stay with Jiang Weiyu when taking a break and dining.

When she got out of the car, she saw Wu Feng pushing Jiang Weijing past her.

"Second Highness."

Qin Rumeng subconsciously called out to Jiang Weijing.

Wufeng paused.

Jiang Weijing also raised his eyes and looked over, his expression not changing at all.

Looking at him like this, Qin Rumeng became nervous for no reason. After hesitating for a long time, he asked softly: "Your Highness...are you okay?"

She was referring to what happened last night.

She had no intention of inquiring into the other person's privacy, she was just concerned about whether everything was okay with the other person.

A Yuan's expression changed. Just when he was about to smooth things over and cover up the matter, he heard Jiang Weiyu calling from not far away: "Ru Meng, why don't you come over?"

Qin Rumeng's expression froze.

Then, as if he saw something in front of him, he concealed his smile and quickly turned around and walked towards Jiang Weiyu without waiting for Jiang Weijing to reply.

Wu Feng withdrew his gaze and pushed Jiang Weijing to continue walking to his resting place.

A Yuan also followed and whispered: "The Third Princess seems to be very afraid of His Highness."

Jiang Weijing said nothing, either because he didn't hear it on purpose or because he was thinking about something else.

Under the tree on the other side——

The guard handed Jiang Weiyu the warmed simple food, and then everyone who knew what he was looking for retreated to a distance.

Qin Rumeng sat opposite Jiang Weiyu. From the direction of Jiang Weijing and others, only her back could be seen.

and Jiang Weiyu, who was smiling at the moment.

He had a gentle face and was feeding Qin Rumeng.

It looks like a scene of love between a man and his concubine.

But only Qin Rumeng knew how hard it was to swallow the food at this moment.

"Rumeng, want to eat?"

Jiang Weiyu held up a piece of red bean cake and put it against Qin Rumeng's lips.

But she clearly doesn't eat red beans.

After eating it, your whole body will be itchy and many red bumps will appear.

"Your Highness..."

Qin Rumeng opened his mouth to refuse.

He only said two words, but the dry and hard-to-swallow bean cake was forced into his mouth.

The ring on Jiang Weiyu's finger rubbed hard against the corner of her lips, leaving a burning pain.

Qin Rumeng was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes.

Then I heard Jiang Weiyu ask in a gentle and gloomy voice: "Were you caring about Jiang Weijing just now?"

He heard it!

Qin Rumeng's eyes widened slightly in an instant, with undisguised horror in his eyes.

Jiang Weiyu seemed to be very satisfied with her expression, and he tore off another piece of bean cake and put it against her lips.

"Letting you ride in his carriage is because I feel sorry for you, but it doesn't mean that you can forget your identity and who... you are."

"Or...you think I can't punish you when you are out? Huh?"

The hot wind blows at noon.

Qin Rumeng was as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.