I was sold when I opened my eyes! My sick and disabled husband comforts me every night after he wake

He unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, and was naked.

His face flushed, and he awkwardly closed his eyes, not daring to look at her.

She told him, without a care in the world,

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, there's no one else here."

She helped him put on his underwear, then his outer pants, and then helped him sit up to put on his clothes.

After she dressed him, she put his hand on her neck, intending to hug him, but he stopped her.

"Can you... carry me?"

She gave a calm, wry smile.

"You're as thin as a teenager. I haven't trained much over the years, but I'm still very strong."

With a determined effort, she lifted him up and placed him in the wheelchair.

For the first time in five years, he was sitting down and felt a little lost.

After arranging his feet and hands, she went behind the wheelchair and, while pushing it towards the door, said:

"You haven't seen sunlight for years. It's midday now, so don't look up at the sun later, or you'll hurt your eyes..."

As they were talking, she pushed him to the doorway. The long-lost light startled him, and he immediately closed his eyes.

She pushed him into the courtyard, sat on the stone bench, and whispered a reminder in his ear.

"Open your eyes and look at this world. It is beautiful and has many things to look forward to."

After rolling his eyes around in their sockets a few times, Mo Ning obediently and slowly opened them.

He looked at the courtyard where he had lived for five years, yet felt a sense of unfamiliarity.

He couldn't help but sigh:

“I’ve lived here for five years, but I’m not familiar with this place at all.”

His eyes looked somewhat forlorn, and Lan Zhi quickly comforted him:

"From now on, you will gradually become familiar with everything here. By the way, we're making dumplings for lunch. You sit here for a while while I go chop the dumpling filling."

He didn't respond, so she got up and walked towards the kitchen.

A moment later, the sound of chopping meat came from the kitchen, and Mo Ning felt a pang of sadness.

Five years ago, he was arrogant and unruly.

He was the emperor's most favored prince and the best candidate to become the future crown prince.

He lived a life of ease, with everything done for him.

But all of this changed the night before the Emperor was to appoint the Crown Prince.

He was framed: accused of treason and plotting rebellion, and his mother was also implicated...

His life changed dramatically overnight.

Just when everyone thought he had been completely eliminated, he was rescued by people sent by his mother, and brought here by his mother, where he lived a life that was neither human nor ghost.

He had never known what daily necessities were before, nor did he ever imagine that one day he would face them.

Thinking of this, he looked up at the azure sky and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"I was worried you'd be bored, so I came to the yard to make dumplings and keep you company."

Her voice, like that of a lark, rang in his ears, instantly giving him a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze.

He turned his head to look at her, and a smile unexpectedly appeared on his lips.

He hadn't laughed in five years; he felt he had forgotten how to laugh.

But when he was facing her, he actually smiled, and it was a genuine smile from the bottom of his heart.

She didn't notice the change in his expression. Instead, she placed the cutting board on the low table in front of him, then took the dough and dumpling filling before sitting down on the stone bench, muttering to herself.

“Your belly hasn’t had any oil in a long time. I was worried that eating too much oily food would give you diarrhea, so I specially bought pork leg meat. This meat is lean and doesn’t have much oil, so you won’t get tired of eating it.”

He listened quietly to what she said, his eyes fixed on her nimble hands as she kneaded the dough into small balls and then rolled them into small pancakes.

Did you know how to make dumplings before?

After she finished shaping a dumpling, she held it in her palm and waved it in front of him.

"Which dumpling looks better, the one your mother and I made?"

Mentioning his mother, he sighed softly and shook his head.

"My mother doesn't know how to make dumplings."

"what?"

She blinked a few times in surprise.

"You don't know how to make dumplings? What will you do if you want to eat dumplings?"

He shook his head slightly.

"I haven't eaten dumplings in five years. My mother said she was worried I wouldn't be able to digest them well, so I can only eat porridge."

Lan Zhi put down the dumpling she had just wrapped and nodded.

“Your mother is right, but that was before. From now on, you need to eat more nutritious food so that you can get better and I can treat your injuries.”

He paused for a moment.

"You really can heal my wounds?"

She frowned and looked at him.

"Do you think I'm joking with you?"

He pursed his lips, remaining silent, his gaze fixed on the doorway, and whispered a reminder.

There's someone outside.

Although he couldn't move his hands and feet, he still had a keen sense of observation.

Lan Zhi glanced towards the gate but didn't see anyone. She guessed that someone must be hiding by the wall, spying on them.

She immediately raised her finger and shushed herself, then picked up the basin of water and quietly walked towards the front door. When she reached the wall, she stepped onto a stone by the wall and, with a "splash," threw the basin of water over the wall.

"oops!"

A gasp came from outside. She opened the gate, stepped out of the courtyard, and saw Nie Yuan and the others looking at her like drowned rats.

She angrily rebuked him.

"Why do you guys always like to hide under the wall? Do you like drinking my Mo Ning's urine and foot bath water?"

Upon hearing this, Nie Yuan forcefully wiped the water off his face and retorted with displeasure.

"Can't you go through the main gate to get your water? Why do you always pour it over the wall? Are you doing this on purpose?!"

Lan Zhi shrugged helplessly.

"You say I did it on purpose, then I did it on purpose. Anyway, this is my wall, I can dump whatever I want. I'm also telling you, if you dare to squat against my wall again, I won't just dump urine and foot-washing water, I'll throw a poop bag at your heads."

Thinking of that scene, Nie Yuan was the first to feel nauseous, and the others also felt nauseous.

Lan Zhi pointed at them again and reminded them loudly.

"I'm telling you one last time, don't mess with me and Mo Ning if you don't want to, or I'll turn into a vengeful ghost and scare you to death."

As she spoke, she didn't forget to make a face, and Nie Yuan and the others ran back to the riverbank in a fit of anger.

She sat back down in her previous spot and continued making dumplings, chatting with him about everyday things.

"Let me tell you, these city folks are so prejudiced. The shopkeeper saw me wearing a wedding dress and assumed I was rolling in money after receiving a dowry. She gave me a dress that cost two taels of silver. I only have two taels of silver on me. Am I supposed to starve after buying this dress?"

Listening to her complaints, he replied softly:

"The fabric of those clothes must be good!"

Thinking of the feel of that dress, Lan Zhi nodded.

"That's true. The dress feels so smooth, and the color is beautiful, a light pink, with plum blossoms embroidered on it. But it's so expensive, I reckon only the ladies in the palace could afford to wear it."