I married the crippled queen and became the most favored queen in the capital

Leng Yiyan bit his lips tightly, and raised his right hand with all his strength...

To his surprise, his right hand could actually move.

"It can move now. Can it really move now?"

He shook his hand excitedly, with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Shh!"

Luo Nianxi raised her finger to her lips and reminded quietly,

"Don't get carried away. Be careful that the walls may have ears and someone may overhear you."

Leng Yiyan then nodded heavily, but he could hardly hide his excitement, and he really couldn't believe that this was true.

He looked toward the window and whispered,

"I'm afraid I'm dreaming! When I wake up from this dream, everything will return to normal..."

Seeing that he was daydreaming again, Luo Nianxi raised her hand and pinched his fingertips, then asked:

"Does it hurt?"

"pain……"

"Dreaming doesn't hurt..."

After saying this, she continued to help him remove the stitches on his other hand, but Leng Yiyan's expression became extremely nervous.

He really wasn't sure whether this was a dream or reality, and he couldn't believe that his crippled hands could still move.

If this is true, then there will really be a day when he will stand up. Just thinking about it, he felt like his heart was about to jump out.

After removing all the stitches from the other hand, Luo Nianxi packed up the tools and said lightly:

"Although you can move your hands now, you can't exert yourself for a short time. You need some time to recover, but you can eat normally..."

Leng Yiyan didn't seem to listen to her. He stared at his hands, turning them around in front of his eyes.

His breathing became rapid and his cheeks turned red.

His eyes were shining with excitement and his body was trembling slightly.

He clenched his fists, opened them, and closed them again, over and over again...

He once thought that he would never have this feeling again in his life, but now his hands can really move and he can really feel it.

"Luo Nianxi, thank you."

His voice suddenly became soft. After Luo Nianxi put away the tools, she sat down beside the bed and smiled at him with red eyes.

"Do you believe me now? Do you feel guilty for doubting me all this time?"

"I didn't expect you to be able to do this. I really didn't expect you...you are simply an amazing woman..."

"No, I'm a witch, that's what everyone says behind my back."

He suddenly reached out his hand to hers, gently lifted her hand up, and looked at her tenderly.

"No matter you are a human or a demon, you are my benefactor, Leng Yiyan. I swear here that when I stand up, I will never let anyone hurt you, and I will protect you at all costs."

There was sincerity in his eyes, and when Luo Nianxi saw it, she was actually somewhat moved.

But she was sure that the feeling they had together now was definitely not love, and her admiration for him was limited to his face.

Besides, he and Mo Xiaowan are in love, so he will definitely not like her.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt relieved.

She held his hand with her backhand and smiled freely.

"Leng Yiyan, I'm very touched that you can say such words, but for now you should protect yourself! Don't announce the fact that you can move your hands for the time being. After all, we are in the open, and the people who want to kill you are in the dark. I don't want to let you get hurt again before I completely heal you."

"I know, even if you didn't mention it, I would still like to tell you. By the way, I don't want to go to the palace tomorrow. Please go back for me!"

"How can that be possible? Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Emperor will hold a Mid-Autumn Banquet in the Palace of Heavenly Purity. Not only will all the princes go, but also the ministers and their families. The Empress has already sent all the clothes for entering the palace tomorrow. If you don't go, she will be disappointed. Besides, you have to let everyone see that you are still alive and no longer decadent, so that people won't gossip about you behind your back."

"But... in an occasion like that, if I go there like this, I will just be laughed at."

"Your mother is the queen, and your father is the emperor. Who dares to laugh at you? Even if they really do laugh at you, they wouldn't dare to do it in front of you, and you can't hear it. Who cares? Besides, I haven't eaten the imperial banquet in the palace yet. If you don't go, why should I go?"

He looked up at her and nodded tenderly.

"Okay, if you want to go, I'll go with you."

Seeing him agree, she grinned.

"Okay, it's almost dawn. I'll go prepare breakfast for you. This morning, just try to eat by yourself!"

Hearing this, he suddenly felt a little expectant, and he couldn't help but start looking at his hands again.

Luo Nianxi still went to Bao'an Hall to get the vegetable porridge that Xiao Ding bought for her. Of course, she also accepted all the food sent from the kitchen and sent it to the young nurses in the hospital to eat, so as to avoid others being suspicious of her.

She put the spoon in his hand, brought the bowl of porridge to him, and asked teasingly,

"Eat it. It's only been a few months. Have you already forgotten how to use your hands?"

Leng Yiyan gave an awkward smile, then dug into the porridge bowl with a spoon and brought the porridge in the spoon to his mouth.

This action, which seemed ordinary to others, felt like a century to him.

While chewing the porridge in his mouth, his eyes suddenly turned red. He was excited, really too excited. When his fingers felt the touch and he could lift the spoon, his heart was so excited that it seemed like it was about to jump out.

Although men don't shed tears easily, and although he never cried easily before, but from despair to hope, he couldn't control himself from crying.

Luo Nianxi looked at him and let him vent his emotions. She knew that he had waited too long for this day.

He stuffed the porridge into his mouth spoonful by spoonful, as if he was doing something very solemn.

He didn't look up at Luo Nianxi until he had finished the last mouthful of porridge.

"Can you help me get that sword from the cabinet?"

"Yes, but you can only touch it, you can't dance with the sword."

When he nodded, she walked over to the cabinet, took the sword that he had never allowed anyone to touch, and handed it to him.

He touched the sword, took a deep breath, and said with emotion:

"I thought I had no chance to wield this sword, but I didn't expect that I would have the chance to pick it up again in this lifetime..."

He gently raised the sword above his head, looked at his bony hands, and smiled sadly.

……

Jubao Pavilion

Xiao Cui came up to him with a flattering look on her face and bowed.

"Your Highness, why did you call me here? What do you want me to do?"

Leng Rujing took a sip of tea and said calmly:

"I will be going to the palace tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?"

Xiao Cui nodded repeatedly as if she was flattered.

"Thank you, Princess, for your kindness..."

Leng Rujing hooked her finger at her, motioning her to come closer.

She obediently put her ear close to him. After Leng Rujing whispered a few words in her ear, Xiao Cui blinked a few times timidly.

"Princess, this... is this okay?"