Ye Qingshan carried her home and placed her on the bench in the yard. He squatted down and looked at her ankles, which were even more red and swollen.
"If you twist your leg, you can live in peace! If you make such a fuss, you may become a lame in the future!"
When Linglong heard this, it would be fine if she died. It would be too miserable to become a cripple if she didn't die...
She rubbed her swollen calves and muttered pitifully, "I don't want to become a cripple..."
…
Ye Qingshan brought a washcloth and wiped her face. She sat down obediently and waited.
He brought her foot-washing water and herbs, washed her feet again, and changed the dressing and bandage.
When he washed her feet, Linglong thought it would be very painful. Unexpectedly, his thick fingers were very gentle, cleaning them bit by bit, and the water temperature was comfortable. She could feel the heat in his hands.
The white and tender soles were held in his big hands, like a ball of soft and well-behaved foam.
Linglong blushed, "Then I will not die now. I will die in a few days. I was thinking of jumping into the river... My feet hurt and I can't walk to the river."
Qingshan looked at her helplessly, "Why die! I don't think you are useless, why are you embarrassed to live?"
The beautiful feet in the exquisite water stepped on the water, and the green mountain was covered with water beads. She said angrily, "I am useless? Do you dare to criticize me? I am excellent at playing, playing, chess, calligraphy and painting! I am knowledgeable in everything!"
She is also a little guilty, and her omniscience is an exaggeration, but she has indeed read all the historical materials from various countries.
…
Qingshan curled his lips, "These things are useless here."
Linglong thought for a moment. In this place where there were only farmland and wild animals, it was true that what she knew was useless, and she snorted:
"I know how to embroider! You are a rude person, and you will probably never be able to wear embroidered clothes in your lifetime! If you serve me well, maybe I will reward you with one."
Qingshan sighed, "Okay, okay! I will serve you well! Don't think about seeking death. If someone comes to save you, but you die, thank you. It's been a whole morning! Breakfast has almost become lunch. Let's eat!"
Linglong felt that what he said made sense, and if she waited a moment, rescue might come.
It’s just that people in the mountains can’t get out. But people from outside the mountain may not be able to get in! The father, the queen and the queen must have a solution!
…
He went to bring a new table, Linglong had a bowl of porridge, and he had a bowl of porridge.
His porridge was made from broken rice, while Linglong's porridge was made from whole rice. It was half dry and made him very hungry.
Linglong saw it and asked, "Why is yours different?"
"Not as valuable as you."
"Is this whole grain of rice considered a good thing? Is it cooked specially for me?"
Qingshan glanced at her and didn't want to take credit, but she insisted on asking, so he just said, "Yeah."
Linglong was slightly moved. This time, she took the spoon and drank half the bowl of porridge bit by bit without complaining a word.
…
Qingshan saw that he was good to her, so he had to let her know that a conscientious little beauty would do this.
He quickly finished a bowl of porridge.
He went to the kitchen and boiled a pot of mountain spring water, dried it to make warm water, and brought it to Linglong, as if he were offering it as a treasure, with a happy look on his face: "Try it!"
Linglongxin said, the water here is salty and astringent, what’s so good about it?
She reluctantly pecked a little.
Huh? Sweet?
She licked it again, it was indeed sweet.
Gudonggudong drank half the bowl.
I have never been so out of sorts in my life. She was really thirsty.
Because the water tasted bad, she had to endure it.
…
Qingshan smiled even more happily when he saw that she loved to drink.
Linglong put down the bowl and glanced at him, "There is good water, why did you give me the bad water yesterday?" Humph, this bastard is full of bad water!
Qingshan said, "The conscience of heaven and earth! Everyone in our village drinks river water. You are the only one who finds it unpleasant to drink."
I went to the deep mountains to fetch the spring water specially for you. Brought all the way back.
There are wolves in the mountains, so I, Ye Qingshan, can go and fetch you mountain spring water. "
It turns out that she had wronged him. Her tone softened, "The mountain spring is delicious... If it is too far and dangerous... I can drink less."
He also knew how to care for others, so Qingshan generously comforted him, "Just drink, I can afford it for you."
Linglong held the big bowl obediently, drank in small sips, and drank half the bowl.
…
In the afternoon, Qingshan was about to go out. He said that his neighbor's mute girl had some fruit trees and asked him to help her climb the trees to pick fruits.
…
Linglong didn't care where he went, she was leaning on the bed angry.
Li Ning, this loser, has been here all day and night, why hasn't he come yet? You have to come even if you jump down!
Could it be that if I can’t climb up, you guys can’t climb down?
I support so many of you, but no one is useful at the critical moment! Everyone should take action!
Even if it is a cliff, she firmly believes that her father, the emperor and her mother will find a way.
She thought dullly, it would be better not to die, it would be too painful.
Stay here for now, maybe he will come to pick her up in a few days.
…
She rested until noon, her stomach growled, she jumped two steps on one leg, and lay at the door to watch. Ye Qingshan and the mute girl came back outside the courtyard gate.
Qingshan pushed the cart into the yard next door, and baskets of fruits were unloaded in the shed of the mute sister's house. The weather was hot, and she wanted to exchange them with the villagers as soon as possible.
She thanked Qingshan and asked him to carry a basket away, but Ye Qingshan was not polite. This mountain fruit is plump, juicy, red and sweet, and is most suitable for little girls to eat. He was thinking about the little beauty at home. She was pampered and must love to eat.
He came back with the basket, and Linglong turned around and jumped to the bed, fearing that he would catch her peeking.
This princess will not look at you!
…
She climbed onto the bed, turned her back to the door, pretended to have just woken up, and stood up to look at Ye Qingshan, who was taking off his clothes and washing his face and body in the yard.
"Crude! Not elegant at all!"
Ye Qingshan heard that she woke up and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll wash and eat the newly picked wild fruits for you."
He was shirtless, with the facecloth draped over his shoulders, and his hair dripping wet, and ran to the kitchen.
I fetched a small basin of mountain spring water from the space and soaked the fruits. I washed them thoroughly and then put the fruits into a special bowl for Linglong.
He couldn't bear to throw away the mountain spring water in which the fruits had been washed, so he kept it for Linglong to wash her feet.
A large basket of fruits was placed in the space warehouse. From now on, give the little beauty one piece every day. Eat until autumn, the autumn fruits will fall, just in time to catch them. I have to go into the mountains to pick more autumn fruits and stock up enough for the whole winter.
…
Linglong's eyes lit up when she saw the mountain fruit. It was big and red and looked very tempting. She looked at Qingshan and frowned, "If you don't cut it into pieces or small pieces, do you think I should open my mouth to eat it?" ?"
Qingshan blinked. Do you want to cut the fruit and eat it? Isn’t the mouth just for chewing things? Isn’t this just a couple?
He looked at Linglong, that small mouth was too small, much smaller than a mountain fruit.
Linglong explained, "A noblewoman of the royal family cannot open her mouth wide! Smiling without showing her teeth, and eating silently. Grinning her mouth wide is vulgar!"
Qingshan nodded, "Okay, I'll cut it."
All I can think about is that little mouth, why is it so small... so red...
He cut the fruit into pieces as small as possible, smaller than the tips of his fingers.
He brought it back with a new pair of chopsticks and let her eat it by herself.
She snorted again, "Don't you even have a small bamboo stick?"
Qingshan thought for a while, "This is easy, just wait!" He went out and broke off a branch from the tree at the door, then whittled it with a knife until it became a thin skewer as long as a finger.
Linglong snorted, "I used to use huanghuali sticks, but you, they're not even bamboo! What does this willow branch smell like!"
She angrily picked up a piece of mountain fruit and stuffed it into her mouth. Well, it was fresh and sweet, and there was no smell from the willow branches.
A smile finally appeared on her face.
Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief and was finally happy.
This little beauty is so difficult to serve...but he just feels so comfortable when he serves her. Um. beautiful!
