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

The atmosphere seemed awkward for a moment.

Qin Rumeng subconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt and stood there for a moment at a loss.

Until A Yuan took the initiative to come forward and smooth things over.

"Miss Qin has been tired for a whole day. Go and rest quickly. You don't have to worry about anything. Just leave these trivial matters to the slaves."

"well……"

Finally, there was a step. Qin Rumeng hurriedly agreed, not daring to do anything else, and carefully sat down against the tree.

Seeing A Yuan busy there, Qin Rumeng felt powerless again.

In the future journey, she should be more like A Yuan.

To avoid making a joke like today again...

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but glance cautiously in Jiang Weijing's direction.

But she found that he was not looking at her, but was closing his eyes to rest.

Qin Rumeng quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But it didn't take long for her to notice that Jiang Weijing seemed to be a little strange.

The slightly tightened expression between the brows was so familiar to the white-knuckled hands grasping the armrests of the wheelchair.

It was obvious that Jiang Weijing was enduring something.

His legs feel uncomfortable again?

Qin Rumeng was startled and subconsciously wanted to speak——

But Jiang Weijing seemed to feel something, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight in his direction.

Just like the night she first noticed he wasn't feeling well.

There was a warning in his eyes.

It seemed that he didn't want A Yuan to find out.

A Yuan was preparing to eat for a while, but he really didn't pay attention here.

Wu Feng also went to the forest and did not come back for a while.

Qin Rumeng froze in place after being glared at by Jiang Weijing.

She didn't understand why he could still endure it in front of the people closest to him even though he was already feeling so uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a little bolder for some reason.

After all, she already knew Jiang Weijing's secret and had given him a massage...

His eyes flickered for a moment, and Qin Rumeng stood up directly and strode towards Jiang Weijing!

Jiang Weijing obviously didn't expect that she would dare to come over, and there was an obvious look of confusion on his face.

Then he saw her squatting down in front of him and gently holding his calf with both hands.

"Qin..."

A Yuan finally noticed what was going on here, and was shocked when he saw that she actually reached out to touch Jiang Weijing's leg.

Jiang Weijing also said at this time: "I don't need it."

Although his tone was cold and repulsive, there was no anger at all.

A Yuan was suddenly surprised.

Then Qin Rumeng said softly: "But it will be more comfortable to press it. I can neither make a fire nor bring poisonous fruit. The only useful thing is to relieve your highness." Two."

Her tone was gentle, but unusually firm.

A Yuan's heart skipped a beat and he hurried forward, hoping to dissuade Jiang Weijing before he got angry.

Unexpectedly, after Qin Rumeng finished speaking, Jiang Weijing didn't say anything anymore. He just glanced at her and closed his eyes again without saying a word, as if he was letting her go.

A Yuan stared at the two of them in surprise for a while, and then saw that Qin Rumeng was indeed skillful, so he didn't say anything more.

This was the scene until Wufeng came back with prey from the forest.

He was also surprised to see Qin Rumeng being able to touch Jiang Weijing's legs.

But perhaps because of falling off the cliff and running quickly afterwards, Jiang Weijing's legs seemed to be experiencing intermittent pain.

It can be seen from the frown on his face from time to time.

So after simply filling his stomach, Qin Rumeng continued to massage his legs.

A Yuan found that her skills seemed to be much better than his own, so he also came over.

"Ms. Qin, have you ever learned this massage technique?"

"Well, my grandfather often had leg pain in the past, so I consulted the imperial doctor in the palace and learned a set of massage techniques."

Thinking of his deceased grandfather, Qin Rumeng's expression softened.

Then he saw that A Yuan was pressing in the wrong place, and he quickly corrected him: "Eunuch Yuan, move your index finger downwards. You need to use more force on the acupuncture points there to have a soothing effect."

"That's it. Thank you Miss Qin."

A Yuan improved his techniques under her guidance, and he began to appreciate the person in front of him more and more.

Although Miss Qin was as delicate as the noble ladies in his impression, she was not arrogant and approachable.

Such a good girl, His Highness does not know how to cherish her.

He actually wanted to kill her again and again!

Thinking about it, he suddenly heard Qin Rumeng ask curiously: "Eunuch Yuan's technique... is also self-taught?"

A Yuan was startled. He didn't know what he thought of, and his expression changed slightly.

After a pause, he replied: "Yes..."

I think back then, when Jiang Weijing's leg disease was at its worst, every winter, the pain was so severe that he couldn't sit down or lie down almost every day.

He had no choice but to pay the imperial doctor to help him give Jiang Weijing acupuncture and massage.

Unexpectedly, the other party received the money but did nothing. He only gave him a tattered book about massage.

He studied on his own for a long time before he dared to give Jiang Weijing a massage.

It had little effect at first.

After a long time, practice makes perfect, and it can relieve him a little bit, but the technique is not very professional.

Of the people present, only Jiang Weijing and A Yuan knew about this matter, and even Wu Feng didn't know.

A Yuan couldn't help but feel filled with grief and anger when he thought of it, and couldn't help but glance at Jiang Weijing.

But his expression didn't change much.

But his face is still a little pale.

"Your Highness, you still feel uncomfortable?"

A Yuan asked carefully.

Jiang Weijing replied: "Nothing, just go and rest."

Both A Yuan and Qin Rumeng had been pressing the button for him for a long time.

A Yuan was naturally worried. Just when he was about to speak, Qin Rumeng said first, "It's better to press the button a little longer. I'll be there. Eunuch Yuan, you go and have a rest."

"That's fine, thank you Miss Qin."

Her technique was better, so A Yuan felt relieved, so he turned around and added more firewood to the bonfire.

For a while, the only sounds left in the air were the crackle of the campfire and the unknown chirping of insects.

Qin Rumeng concentrated on pressing Jiang Weijing's leg without any fuss.

The feeling of being able to do something made her feel at ease.

At least I won't feel like a useless person who can only hold me back.

Once Jiang Weijing gets impatient, he will abandon her at any time.

only……

Perhaps after walking for a day and eating too much, Qin Rumeng's eyelids gradually became a little heavy.

The strength in my hands was also relieved a little bit.

sleepy……

The soles of my feet hurt too...

The fact that she has been able to persist until now has already exceeded the limit of her body's ability to recover.

Jiang Weijing's legs were no longer as uncomfortable as before.

Seeing her head moving a little bit, the strength in her hands also loosened, her eyes darkened, and she was about to go to bed when she was tired, when she suddenly felt her knees sinking.

Qin Rumeng was so sleepy that she leaned against his legs and fell asleep!