His highness's Allure - Chap 243

The eyes of the person under the quilt lost their lust, and even though they were hugged tightly, their bodies couldn’t stop shaking.

“You… go…”

Zhao Litang raised his head slightly, “Yue’er, what did you say?”

Alanyue closed her eyes and repeated, “You go out…go out…don’t touch me…”

As he spoke, his voice became louder and his mood fluctuated.

Zhao Litang hurriedly let go and said softly, “Okay, I’m going out, don’t cry.”

Wiping away A Lanyue’s tears in a hurry, Zhao Litang got off the bed and walked out of the room slowly.

After closing the door, Zhao Litang took a deep breath, and when he thought about what he almost did just now, the atmosphere became annoyed again.

Obviously those words weren’t what he really wanted to say, and obviously he didn’t really want to force him, but he couldn’t control himself, how could he lose his mind just by being stimulated by a few words from him.

Too much care can sometimes be too fragile and sensitive.

But in fact, how could Alanyue feel better? He shrunk under the quilt, biting the horn tightly, letting tears flow into the pillow.

The general’s words just made him a little confused, but he didn’t dare to speculate randomly. If it was his own misunderstanding in the end, how should he deal with it.

In the second half of the night, the two people inside and outside the house stayed up all night, as if they were thousands of miles apart, and they seemed to be only separated by a door.

Early the next morning, Liu Zhiyuan was the first person to walk out of the room, and from a distance, he saw the figure standing at the door of Alan Yue’s room.

Liu Zhiyuan took a closer look, only to find that it was Zhao Litang, and was speechless for a while.

Zhao Litang still remembered him and nodded to him.

“Zhao, General Zhao! When did you come? Come to my son? Have you seen anyone? Why are you standing outside the house? You haven’t slept all night, have you?”

“Young Master Liu,” Zhao Litang interrupted him, “I have something to tell you.”

Later, Zhao Litang told Liu Zhiyuan that Wu Quan had already died in battle, so what he said back then could only be said to the desolate tomb.

The smile on Liu Zhiyuan’s face disappeared immediately, and after a while, he asked with red eyes where Wu Quan was buried.

After Zhao Litang told him, Liu Zhiyuan politely thanked him, and he lowered his head and went back to his room without entering the room to see Alanyue’s situation.

Zhao Litang stood by the door for a while, and after hesitating for a long time, he gently raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside.

Zhao Litang thought that Alanyue might have difficulty moving. If she got out of bed, she would need help, so he wanted to open the door and go in.

“Yue’er, are you awake? Can I… come in?”

“No!” There was finally a response in the house, and after eagerly rejecting Zhao Litang, there was no sound again.

Zhao Litang said to the door, “Okay, don’t worry, I won’t go in.”

Then I heard a “thump” from inside the house, as if something had rolled to the ground.

Zhao Litang’s heart suddenly twitched, and he put his hand on the door again, “Yue’er, are you alright? Did you fall? Can I go in and help you? I’ll do nothing, just get out of bed for you. Just fine.”

“I said no!”

In the room, A Lanyue really rolled off the bed, half lying on the ground, and knocked to his knees, but his eyes were red, and he glanced at the wheelchair not far away, and would rather climb over by himself than Zhao Li. Tang came in and saw his useless and embarrassed appearance.

“You are not allowed to come in!” Alanyue gritted her teeth and shouted again. Seeing the figure reflected by the door, she stubbornly supported her weak legs and moved forward two steps.

Although there is no strength in both legs, I can still feel the pain, especially the knee that I knocked just now rubbing against the floor.

The people outside the door were knocking on the door worriedly, “Yue’er, if you’re okay, just answer me, okay, I’m worried about you, have you hurt yourself?”

This time, Alanyue made up her mind not to speak again. After a lot of energy wasted, she finally got into the wheelchair by her own strength, and then panted heavily, a thin layer of sweat was already on her back.

He waited until he calmed down his breathing before rocking his wheelchair and came to the door.

“Yue’er, Yue’er…”

A Lanyue suddenly opened the door, and the sunlight outside suddenly came in. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said calmly, “General Zhao please move away, I want to go out.”

Zhao Litang leaned down to look at him, and looked around his face several times, “Did you fall? Are you injured?”

Alanyue don’t start, “I’m fine, I just touched it accidentally, I don’t feel anything.”

“Have you touched your leg?”

Zhao Litang didn’t care about his deliberately cold tone, half squatted beside him, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his leg.

The knee was tender, Alanyue “hiss” and frowned tightly, trying to retract her leg, but she couldn’t.

“Does your knee hurt?” Zhao Litang hurriedly avoided his knee, and then slowly lifted his trousers up. Only then did he see that his knee was slightly red and swollen, and there was even a bulge that was about to burst. skin.

Zhao Litang felt distressed instantly, and blamed herself for not pushing the door directly to take care of him just now, so that he would definitely not put himself

fell.

But then, Zhao Litang discovered something was wrong. There were obviously many old injuries on Alanyue’s knees and legs. They were not caused overnight. They should have been bumped all year round. leave these imprints.

Reaching out and gently stroking the wounds, Zhao Litang raised her eyes to look at him and asked, “How did these injuries… all come about?”

A Lanyue didn’t speak, she wanted to put down her trouser legs to cover it, but Zhao Litang held her hand to prevent him from moving.

Zhao Litang could imagine how these injuries came from. He must have tried many times to stand up, or to take care of himself, so it was inevitable that he would fall or be injured frequently.

Those days were definitely painful and difficult, how did he persevere by himself?