Early the next morning, when Li Ge woke up, he found that his legs had begun to feel slightly, so he couldn't wait to lift up the quilt and lift up his skirt.
The frightening wrinkles on my legs have smoothed out a lot, and the leg muscles have gradually regained some elasticity.
Although I still can't feel anything when I pinch them with my hands, they seem to be better than before.
Li Ge sighed slightly, propped himself up with his hands, got out of bed and moved to the wheelchair.
When she came to the bathroom, she found that there was no drop of water in the bucket that was supposed to contain cold water.
She couldn't help but frown.
In order to avoid letting her wash her face with cold water, the servant didn't leave any cold water for her.
She couldn't help but take the bronze mirror and carefully observe the appearance in the mirror.
Without the stimulation of cold water, the feeling of fingers on her face was much more obvious, but she still noticed that it was slightly different from the feeling of touching her cheek in the past.
Sensitivity is reduced a lot She touched the edge of her chin carefully, but still couldn't find any suspicious traces, and couldn't help but frown.
Did she think wrongly?
The unfamiliar face in front of her was her own.
But the expression on Shi Shu's face yesterday had betrayed everything.
She did have a mask on her face.
It's just that she can't take off the mask on her face at this moment.
Not long after, the attendant came in, and Li Ge had already returned to bed in advance, waiting for her to serve as usual.
When heading to the restaurant, Li Ge didn't say a word, so Shishu couldn't help but ask softly: "Did Po Meng treat you last night?"
Li Ge nodded slightly and said nothing.
When Shishu heard the answer she wanted to know, he said nothing more.
Xue Cong in the restaurant was still waiting at the same place.
After seeing Li Ge coming, he nodded slightly and said, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Thanks to Mr.
Xue, I slept very well last night," Li Ge said with a smile.
In fact, after last night, Po Meng couldn't bear to see her in pain, so she knocked her unconscious with a knife, and she didn't wake up until the early morning.
Xue Cong nodded slightly: "That's good."
After the two of them finished their breakfast in silence, Li Ge suddenly spoke: "Mr.
Xue, it's time to tell me the truth."
Upon hearing her words, the waiter who was clearing away the dishes suddenly shook his hands and dropped the stack of dishes to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it."
Shishu turned pale and hurriedly bent down to clean up the mess.
Xue Cong frowned, then stood up and pushed Li Ge towards the garden outside: "Come on, let's go sit in the pavilion."
The pavilion on the riverside is located just behind the hill.
You can enjoy the beautiful view of the Yangtze River without being blown by the river wind.
There is also a tea table and all the tools for making tea, and there is even another room on the other side.
There is also a guqin placed on the side.
Xue Cong pushed Li Ge to a warm corner away from the wind, then sat in front of the tea table and started making tea with a small stove.
Li Ge sat in the wheelchair and watched his skillful movements quietly without speaking.
She was waiting for him to explain himself.
"Let me tell you a story first."
Xue Cong lit the charcoal fire, filled the iron pot with spring water, and placed it on the stove.
"The time should be more than thirty years ago.
There were three prominent families in the south of the Yangtze River.
One was the Xiao family, a noble family of the previous dynasty, the other was the Xuan family, a rising star, and the third family was the Xue family, a noble family of the former dynasty who had long since retired from the court.
"Your Majesty, you lost a demon queen
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