Bailihe walked over with a bamboo fan, with a smile on his lips, looking a little excited.

Jun Qinghan glanced at him lightly, "How?"

"There is news from Murong that the fish has been hooked. He asked when will the net be closed?"

"As soon as possible."

"But your legs..." Bailihe said as he looked at Jun Qinghan's right leg.

"Nothing happens."

Bailihe nodded, OK, they are extremely brave, and they are limping and can handle cases even in wheelchairs.

Looking at the direction where Jun Qinghan's eyes looked, he said without untiring, "What are you doing in this corridor? Is there anything good to look at..."

As he was talking, the figure in the yard opposite flashed into his eyes.

At this time, Su Qingran was holding Jun Qingli's hand and holding him to slowly move his legs and feet.

Now after a month of practice, Jun Qingli can already hold her hand and walk a short distance. Although he takes half a day to take every step, and even gets tired and sweating profusely, his eyes are full of satisfaction.

"Qing'er, are you tired of supporting me?"

Su Qingran shook her head, "I'm not tired, but you are so tired that you sweat a lot. I'll help you sit down."

"Okay." Jun Qingli nodded.

Su Qingran helped Jun Qingli to sit in a wheelchair, and encouraged him while wiping his sweat, "Today you can take more than ten steps, and your progress is getting bigger and bigger."

"Give it to me." Jun Qingli Bai Ruoguanyu's face was slightly red, and he took the handkerchief from Su Qingran.

Jun Qinghan on the corridor saw this scene and lowered his eyes lightly, covering up the coolness in his eyes.

Bailihe shook the bamboo fan and couldn't help but curl his lips, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

I just wanted to come over to see it, but it was still uncomfortable to see it. It was really torture myself.

Jingfeng couldn't see it and whispered: "Young Master Baili, don't talk sarcasticly here."

"King Han, do you like Princess Han?"

Jun Qinghan pursed his thin lips and looked at the jade-colored figure not far away, and his eyes gradually narrowed.

I pretend, I obviously like it!

"If you don't say anything, you're going to agree." Bailihe smiled and then joking with a bamboo fan. "Yes, don't you like to be able to go to Wanzhang Mountain to collect herbs for her, and even break her leg?"

Jingfeng: "Young Master Baili, the master's leg was poisoned, not broken."

"Okay, poisoned." Bailihe was too lazy to be serious with Jingfeng, and approached Jun Qinghan, "If you like it, tell her that she was your woman, but now she is eager to watch her be with other men, how uncomfortable..."

My face is almost green, and I still hold on...

"Ahem..." Jingfeng pulled Bailihe calmly and signaled that he could stop at the right time, so as not to die in a while.

However, Bailihe didn't care at all. He shook the bamboo fan and continued, "King Han, you are the god of war who ordered soldiers on the battlefield, and you are even more ruthless in judgment of the case. I have never seen you as cowardly as you have ever seen you be so cowardly."

"She doesn't like it." After a long time, Jun Qinghan said something lightly.

"How do you know she doesn't like it?"

"She said." Jun Qinghan spoke lightly, his eyes a little desolate.

Bailihe was stunned. Does Su Qingran like him? Why didn’t he see that? Could it be that he was blind?

After thinking for a while, he asked in confusion, "Is it possible that she likes the second prince?"

Jun Qinghan's deep black eyes suddenly shrank without opening his mouth.

Bailihe looked at him quietly and frowned: "You said, even if she likes the Second Prince, you don't have to deliberately mess with yourself. Go closer to the Second Prince."

Su Qingran only had two scars on his body, which was not a matter of life. Why did he go to Wanzhang Mountain to collect herbs without his life?

"Ahem..." Jingfeng's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help but remind him again.

Jun Qinghan's eyes sank, and he ordered Bailihe coldly, "I am tired, push me back."

"The second prince always pushed him by himself, but you are not useless."

Shocking wind: "…"

Can you stop mentioning the Second Prince?

Bailihe pushed Jun Qinghan and spoke with great thoughts, "King Han, you really don't plan to show your feelings to her."

"Are you finished speaking?" Jun Qinghan's voice was slightly cold.

"It's almost done." Bailihe subconsciously touched his nose, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"You go and stare on Murong tonight."

Bailihu was stunned for a moment, then his body froze, "King Han, we might as well discuss it..."

He worked hard to find him for a whole night last night. He was so busy that he couldn't find any trouble today. He didn't even have enough time to make up for his sleep. He had to tonight!

Jun Qinghan pushed the wheelchair straight away, without giving Bailihe a chance to discuss.

Jingfeng walked past him, Youyou looked at him, and had already reminded him, but he didn't listen...

Bailihe grabbed Jingfeng and looked at Jun Qinghan who was pushing the wheelchair and said, "For the sake of your master's lifelong happiness, is there something you should do?"

“…what’s the matter?”

Bailihe pulled Jingfeng to the study and told the plan again.

Jingfeng twitched the corner of his mouth, "Is this... OK?" Isn't he worried about being beaten to death by his master?

"Of course, I do this, but it's all for his own good." Bailihe shook the bamboo fan helplessly.

Now, Jun Qinghan has a dark face every day and is in a wheelchair, and he has no mood to handle the case.

"Although you are doing it for your master's good, you are arbitrarily making decisions for your master..."

"Are you scared?" Bailihe narrowed his eyes.

Jingfeng frowned, "Then you have to guarantee that if the master knows, it is your responsibility."

Bailih: "…"

In the evening, Bailihe swayed in the study with a bamboo fan, looking at the man who was flipping through the desk clan quietly.

"Why haven't you gone yet?" Jun Qinghan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Go now, go now." Bailihe said as he walked around Jun Qinghan.

"What do you want to do?" Jun Qinghan clamped the bamboo fan in Bailihe's hand with two fingers, and his voice gradually became colder.

He just wanted to click on his acupoints?

"No...what can I do?" Bailihe laughed dryly.

"There is no better." Jun Qinghan let go of him and warned, "I have my own opinions on my affairs, and you must not interfere."

"So, you want to go back to Furong Garden and you won't live here?"

Jun Qinghan nodded, he might as well wait until his legs are ready before coming. He didn't want Su Qingran to see him in a wheelchair.

"It's good to go back. As the saying goes, you won't see you or feel upset. Maybe you will be in a better mood in Furong Garden." Bailihe couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect that the Han King would become a deserter one day.

"Knock and knock..."

As the knock on the door came, Jingfeng brought Jun Qinghan medicine, "Master."

"Let's go." Jun Qinghan's eyelids were not raised.

"Master, this medicine will get cold in a while, you should drink it while it's hot."

"Do you want me to drink?" Jun Qinghan narrowed his eyes.

Jingfeng's face froze slightly, and he subconsciously looked at Bailihe. Bailihe turned awkwardly and just pretended that he could not see it.
Chapter completed!