The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 463 Black Belly Xiao Heng (Part 2)

After being told by Yu Ya'er, Xiao Heng looked down at his legs and feet.

He finally understood where the strangeness came from when changing clothes, he didn't use a cane, he didn't limp, he... walked out like a normal person.

"Uncle! Your leg is healed! Your leg is healed!" Yu Ya'er was so excited that she said it twice in one breath. If the rest of the people hadn't woken up, she would have said it three or four times!

Coincidentally, at this time, Gu Jiao also got up, and she came out from the east room.

Xiao Heng immediately made a silent gesture to Yu Ya'er.

Yu Ya'er was startled, Xiao Heng signaled her to keep it secret with his eyes, Yu Ya'er finally understood, his eyes flashed, and he nodded!

Gu Jiao walked towards the two of them, while Yu Ya'er continued drying the quilt.

In fact, it is time to say hello to Gu Jiao. Yu Ya'er is a polite little maid, but she is too guilty to help my uncle do bad things, and she dare not look at her own lady at all!

Fortunately, Gu Jiao didn't stick to small details, and didn't notice Yu Ya'er's strangeness, but she hadn't seen her husband in official uniform for many days, and at first glance when he put it on, the abstinence and rigorous temperament came over her face.

The critical attack on her appearance early in the morning made Gu Jiao salivate for several seconds.

Xiao Heng pretended not to notice, and greeted her: "Morning."

"Mm, morning." Gu Jiao responded blankly.

Xiao Heng suppressed the corners of his lips that were almost raised, limped to the edge of the well, and started to fetch water.

Gu Jiao would not let him do heavy work, so Gu Jiao stepped forward to take the barrel from him: "I'll do it."

Xiao Heng raised her hand slightly, this action caused her to grab his hand instead of the wooden handle of the bucket.

Xiao Heng cleared his throat, glanced at Yu Ya'er behind him, and said solemnly: "It's early in the morning, please pay attention."

Gu Jiao: "..."

After breakfast, Xiao Jingkong and his uncle went to Guozijian, and Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun went to Qinghe Academy. Everyone in the family knew Xiao Heng's identity, but they also knew how complicated his affairs were, so they didn't want to publicize them. Xiao Liulang called him by his identity.

"I'm going to the Hanlin Academy." Xiao Heng came over with a cane, and said to Gu Jiao who was packing a small medicine box and planning to go to the medical center.

Thinking of something, Gu Jiao said to him: "By the way, how is your hand? Does it still hurt? Can you write?"

The thread has already been removed, and he has been doing rehabilitation for the past few days. He always holds a spoon with his left hand when eating.

"It doesn't seem very good." Xiao Heng stretched out his right hand and said without changing his face, "I don't have much strength."

"Really? Let me see.

"Gu Jiao put down the small medicine box.

Xiao Heng limped in front of her and stretched out his right hand.

His hands are white and clean, with long and slender fingers, well-defined joints, and even the nails are moist. Gu Jiao couldn't help but sigh again. In her previous life, these must have been the hands of a surgeon, or the hands of a pianist. .

She began to examine the wound for him.

There was a thin layer of scar ointment on the wound. Compared to the beginning, the scar had faded a bit, but it was still particularly eye-catching on this perfect hand.

Gu Jiao pressed the position of the wound: "Does it hurt?"

"Huh?" Xiao Heng was slightly taken aback, and then, as if he had reacted quickly, he continued, "It hurts, it's not too obvious."

Gu Jiao asked, "It hurts if you don't touch it, or does it hurt if you touch it?"

Xiao Heng said: "It hurts only when you touch it."

Gu Jiao paused, put her hand into his palm, and said, "Grip it."

Xiao Heng grabbed her hand.

Her hand is so small, his big palm can cover it all. Because of practicing martial arts and working hard, her palms and tiger's mouth have a layer of calluses, which are not as soft as Princess Xinyang's. I heard that the hands of those daughters are so soft, but he doesn't like those soft hands.

"Is this the only grip strength?" Gu Jiao frowned.

"Are my hands the same as my legs and feet, to..." He sighed, hesitating to speak.

"I'll test it again." Gu Jiao found a brush and handed it to him, and spread out a piece of paper on the table, "You write something."

Holding the brush, Xiao Heng wrote a delicate character without much hesitation.

That's a horrible word.

Worse than Gu Jiao's writing!

Gu Jiao was dumbfounded, is it just like this?

His expression was a little disappointed: "It doesn't seem...too powerful."

Gu Jiao frowned: "Then, to strengthen rehabilitation, we also need to add hand massage."

Xiao Heng looked at her deeply: "Yes."

Gu Jiao said: "I'll take you to the Imperial Academy, and I'll massage you on the way."

Xiao Heng slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Okay."

Liu Quan came back after delivering the old sacrificial wine and Xiao Jingkong, seeing that the two hadn't left yet, he said to Xiao Heng: "I haven't gone to the Imperial Academy yet, come up, don't pass by today, or you'll be late!"

In the past, Xiao Liulang usually walked to the Hanlin Academy for rehabilitation.

Gu Jiao had exactly this intention.

The two got into the carriage, Gu Jiao sat down next to Xiao Heng, took his hand, and carefully placed it on her lap.

After the fall, Yao shi asked the family to add more clothes, but the soft feeling from Gu Jiao's legs was clearly another piece of underwear she secretly wore.

Xiao Heng couldn't help feeling a little distracted.

How did Gu Jiao know that this seemingly pure and ascetic young man in her family had already gone astray in her thoughts.

She pressed it very seriously: "Is this heavy?"

"I don't feel anything." Xiao Heng said.

"Then what about this?" Gu Jiao slightly increased her strength.

"Hmm..." He frowned slightly, and let out a low pained cry.

Gu Jiao hurriedly relaxed her strength and said, "So?"

It took half a quarter of an hour just to find the right strength, and it was time to go to the Imperial Academy in a quarter of an hour, so Gu Jiao stepped up to massage him.

Little looks very serious.

Xiao Heng looked at her calmly.

The strength of the palm was actually too light for him, every stroke was like a feather, scratching at the tip of his heart.

"Hiss—" He suddenly took a deep breath.

Gu Jiao looked at him strangely: "What's wrong? Did I press it hard again?"

Xiao Heng exhaled slowly: "No, no, you continue."

After a while, he suddenly said without beginning and end: "Eat more."

Gu Jiao didn't understand why.

Why eat more?

Has she lost weight recently?

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Xiao Meiren: "Eat more, quickly _____ (two words)."