The little beggar looked at Butler Qiu blankly, "My grandfather said so too."

"Wow! Where is your grandpa?"

"Dead!"

"Hey!" Butler Qiu sighed, "Things of the world are impermanent, let's go in."

...

"roll!"

Before Yue Qingran got close, she heard Chu Junmo's angry voice; she saw Mu Tong and Zhenqiang, who were carrying a large bag of small bags, lowering their heads and standing at the door blankly.

I have to say that Chu Junmo has great intimidation. Yue Qingran carefully poked his head and asked the two in a low voice, "What's going on? What's wrong with the prince?"

Seeing that it was Yue Qingran, Mu Tong looked at the room and knelt down directly towards Yue Qingran, "I beg my daughter to help my prince."

Seeing this, Zhenqiang immediately knelt down, "I beg my daughter to help my prince."

Yue Qingran sighed and helped the two of them up, "You guys get up first, don't worry, I will do my best and not be able to do my best."

She drove the two away, and walked into the house alone, closing the door to block the view outside.

At this time, the study was in a mess, paper was scattered all over the floor, and the wheelchair crutches were lying beside it. It was not difficult to see how angry the owner of the house was at this time.

Yue Qingran kept silent and picked up the crutches one by one.

Hearing the movement behind him, Chu Junmo clenched his fists, picked up the only remaining inkstone on the table and smashed it at Yue Qingran, "I've told you to get out of here!"

Fortunately, Yue Qingran was quick and could hardly avoid it, but the ink also splashed her all over.

"Chu Junmo, what nerves do you have?"

Chu Junmo's back stopped, and when he heard Yue Qingran's voice, he was no longer as angry as before, and he let out a heavy breath, "Why are you here?"

Holding up the wheelchair, Yue Qingran walked to the chair and squatted down, looked around, "Are you not injured?"

Chu Junmo glanced at her and did not respond. At the same time, his left hand unnaturally pulled it in.

Yue Qingran saw all this, remembering that she didn't bring the medicine box, so she went out to tell Zhenqiang to go back to get it. Then she turned back and took out the small medicine box she told Butler Qiu to prepare in the study.

Squat down beside Chu Junmo, "Hand."

Chu Junmo was like a puppet, motionless.

"Extend your hand." Yue Qingran repeated again.

Seeing that he was still indifferent, he directly pulled his left hand up.

"Rareless!" Chu Junmo looked slightly angry.

Yue Qingran's momentum was 1.8 meters tall, "You are arrogant, why are you pretentious? I am a doctor, you are a wounded person, you have to listen to me."

Chu Junmo looked calm, "I don't need it."

Yue Qingran selectively deaf, cleaning his rubbed palm on his own, "Tell me, what are you anxious about? I haven't exercised my lower limbs for so many years. No matter how powerful it is, my legs should shrink if they haven't used for so long.

Yes, your situation is pretty good. Don’t be anxious if you come a little bit, let it slowly adapt to the feeling of going down the ground. I will watch you exercise in the future. Can’t you know that?”

After dissolving the whole body, Yue Qingran stood up and clapped her hands, "Okay, it's not a big deal."

After saying that, he turned around and took the crutch that was placed aside, and reached out to Chu Junmo, "Try again?"

Chu Junmo glanced lightly, "I just want to see this king's joke?"

Yue Qingran rolled her eyes secretly, "You can watch jokes on the streets. I need to run here all the way? What's so pretentious?"

"You!" Chu Junmo choked and turned his head proudly.

Yue Qingran hurriedly urged, "Your Majesty, do you think your legs are getting better? You just listen to me if you think about it. If you don't want it, then I won't care about it from now on. You can do whatever you like."

"Dare you dare?"

Yue Qingran raised her chin, "Do you think I dare?"

Looking at this stubborn woman like him, Chu Junmo had no other choice and sighed, "I have tried it, but now I don't even use this good leg at all."

"That's why you are asked to try more, exercise slowly, and make up for the years you have been in a wheelchair. After all, you are a prince. Don't you understand the principle that you can't be eager for quick success or instant benefits?"

"You!" Chu Junmo shook his sleeves and turned his face away, leaving only Yue Qingran with a side face.

"Come on, try again." Yue Qingran handed out the crutch again: "Don't worry, I will help you, Mu Tong, Zhen Qiang, and Butler Qiu, we will help you, waiting to see the day when you stand up again.

.”

Looking at the look of expectation in Yue Qingran's eyes, Chu Junmo swallowed the words he wanted to refuse, and reached out for a strange reason. When he realized that he wanted to withdraw his hand.

The sharp-eyed Yue Qingran quickly stuffed the thing into his hand, "Come on, I will support you, let's try walking around the house first."

She naturally took Chu Junmo's hand, and both of them were stunned, and stood there unnaturally, "Well, do you know how to use this? Put the center of gravity on the upper body, stabilize it, and then let it go again.

It's a little bit hard to the legs."

Chu Junmo covered his lips and coughed slightly, ignoring the unnatural atmosphere in the air. Under Yue Qingran's guidance, he held the crutch with one hand and the table with the other, and got up little by little, but just this simple step made Chu Junmo

Tormented.

"Okay, slowly, very good." Yue Qingran patiently encouraged.

A layer of sweat appeared on Chu Junmo's forehead. He didn't check it. His body tilted slightly to the side, and the crutches in his hand slipped, and he fell to the side.

Yue Qingran was quick-witted and was about to reach out to support her, but Chu Junmo slapped his palm on the ground. An invisible force bounced back his body, and he turned his whole body and sat back on the chair intact. It was not Yue.

A complete embarrassment was made in front of Qingran.

Chu Junmo suppressed the anger in his heart, slapped his big palm on the table, and instantly, the entire sandalwood desk split into pieces, the blue veins were exposed, and he roared in a low voice, "Ah!!"

Yue Qingran was stunned by this sudden scene and stopped for a few seconds to react. Looking at the man in front of her, she felt mixed feelings and couldn't explain what it felt. She claimed not to be a kind person, but from this moment

At first, she wanted to help this arrogant man from the bottom of her heart.

"Why? Why? Why? Ah!" Chu Junmo was almost crazy, and the things that were brushing past him fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Yue Qingran did not stop him, silently picked up the crutches on the ground and approached step by step, "I——"

"Get out, get out!"

Yue Qingran's expression was solemn, and her whole face was unprecedentedly quiet.

"Bang!" He slapped Chu Junmo's face, "Are you crazy after you've been sent? Just continue after you send it. You are the prince, the high prince of King Ming, Long Chu, don't tell me that you will be defeated by just a little setback.

Defeated?"

Chu Junmo calmed down, his whole face was so dark that it was scary, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This is the first time someone dares to treat me like this, woman, it seems that I am too indulging you, let you
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