My Empress is My Bad Girl

Yun Dai raised her eyebrows, looked at his feet, and said, "Let General Xu get another carriage. My sedan chair is small and can't fit."

"The carriage is too bumpy."

Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help but jumped into the sedan chair.

Although he was lame, he was still very flexible.

Yun Dai was a little speechless.

"Come in." Zhao Yuanjing stretched out a hand and pulled her in.

Yun Dai couldn't stand firmly and threw herself directly on him.

His head hit his chest with a thud.

"hiss--"

Zhao Yuanjing took a deep breath, "You woman, if you want to give your arms, don't be so anxious, can't you wait to return to the palace?"

His voice was not too loud or too small, and the guards outside could hear it.

Xu Hu coughed slightly, turned and walked aside.

The rest of the guards also watched their noses and hearts.

Pretend not to hear anything.

His Royal Highness is with the side concubine, wanting to do something, it is not justified.

In the sedan chair.

Yun Dai's nose is red.

It's not shy, but bumped.

She rubbed her nose, did not answer the prince, silently got up, moved to sit next to it.

Although the sedan chair was quite spacious, with the addition of a tall Zhao Yuanjing, it immediately became a lot crowded.

"Why are you so far away from me?" Zhao Yuanjing was a little dissatisfied.

Yun Dai looked at him, then at herself, and said, "Your Highness, there is no gap between me and you. Have you seen it? This sedan chair belongs to me. If you are too crowded, you can go out..."

"My palace has my feet." Zhao Yuanjing interrupted her, "and to help you."

Yun Dai: "..."

Zhao Yuanjing raised his leg directly: "It hurts a lot, and I don't know if the bone is broken."

Yun Dai smiled: "His Royal Highness, you are only twenty years old, and your bones are not that fragile. Don't worry about breaking it."

It was just a moment, so squeamish.

"But it hurts."

"You will endure and will go back soon."

"I can't bear it." Zhao Yuanjing said, "Look at my feet to see if they are swollen. These boots are a bit squeezed and painful."

Yun Dai had no choice but to reach out and help him take off his boots and socks.

His feet look pretty, with pale wheat skin, and his toenails are round and neat.

The ankle is really red.

It doesn't seem to be all pretends.

Yundai stretched out her hand and pressed it, and asked, "It hurts?"

"pain."

"You are too...squeaky." Yun Dai shook her head, "You can still get a foot after two steps. Don't move, let me see if there is any bone injury."

She can be regarded as half a Chinese medicine practitioner.

Zhao Yuanjing put his feet on her knees unceremoniously, watching her slender fingers press on his ankles.

She lowered her head, her expression focused, and her eyelashes were very long.

"Does it feel like this?" She looked up and asked him.

"Yes..." Zhao Yuanjing nodded subconsciously.

"Why?" Yun Dai frowned and pinched the bones of his ankle. "It shouldn't be possible. Pressing didn't hurt the bones... Your Highness, how did you feel just now?"

Zhao Yuanjing woke up, "What?"

"I ask you how it feels."

"Oh, feet, it's okay." He looked at her bright eyes, his heart jumped a few times, and quickly looked away.

Yun Dai said: "That's fine, it's okay. It's just twisting the tendons. Go back and take medicine for a few days, rest and rest."

Zhao Yuanjing did not speak.

Yun Dai put on the shoes and socks for him.

Zhao Yuanjing suddenly stretched out his hand, pressed it on her forehead, and said softly, "I will hurt you in the future."

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It's Friday tomorrow, and I'm going to draw a lottery again. Pretty girls and boys will vote for me.