Song Chumo was about five steps after entering the door, and he didn't enter the inner room, and the door was very close.

No wonder I felt so close when I heard his voice just now, this person was not far from the door, of course close.

At this time, the man pressed one hand on his knee, the other hand was clenched into a fist, the back of his hand was protruding, and his whole body was trembling, as if he was enduring the pain of chewing, his fair and cold face was covered with dense cold sweat, and his lips were extremely pale, and he looked extremely weak.

Ning Jiao inexplicably felt a little worried.

She bypassed the other guard who was holding her back, pushed the door open, and headed inside.

"Alas, Mrs. Ning, you can't go in." The guard stopped her.

Ning Jiao didn't turn her head back, walked in without stopping, and even after entering, she closed the door with her backhand, this move was stunned after she closed the door, why did she close the door? She came in just to see if Song Chumo was serious...... Probably, perhaps, because she didn't want anyone else to see him now?

After all, the way he looks now, he looks quite pitiful, and thinking about him being like this because of her, he feels even more pitiful.

Ning Jiao ignored the shouts of the guards outside, and walked straight in front of Song Chumo.

The man who was originally with his eyes closed, after she approached, opened his eyes with a "swish", looking at the woman standing in front of him, Song Chumo's eyebrows furrowed: "Why are you back again?" ”

After he entered the house just now, he deliberately left a gap, it was because he watched Ning Jiao and Shui Ruo leave, so he didn't endure the leg pain anymore, and it was only a moment before she returned the same way, and what did she want to do when she didn't come to her Qingling Residence?

Thinking of this, the man also pulled down, a little ugly, "Did I warn you just now, so that I will let someone report it here?" ”

"Yes, the prince said such things." Ning Jiao nodded obediently, seeing that he was in severe pain, the skin and flesh of his palm were pinched by his fingers, and blood flowed out, so he hurriedly squatted down and reached out to hold the man's wide palm, "Concubine...... cough, I'm not also worried about the prince, I just saw that the prince was walking differently, and I thought that the prince had inconvenient legs and feet, even if he was cured, he would definitely not be cured. ”

Ning Jiao, who was not good at words, didn't know what to do at this time, looked left and right, and didn't see anything that could be used to replace his hand, so he handed his hand over: "Don't pinch yourself, if you want to pinch me, I'll pinch you." ”

She reached over with her left hand and placed it on the hand he had pressed to his knee, and with her right hand she took the man's fingers and spread out his clenched fist.

As Ning Jiao imagined, because of the severe pain, the man's palm had been pinched by himself with his fingernail shell, and it was just five small cuts.

"Let go." Song Chumo said coldly, and used some force slightly, wanting to withdraw his hand back, but he didn't dare to use too much force, in her half-squatting position, he used a little too much force, and he would fall on her.

Ning Jiao didn't listen, under the cold gaze of the man, she nagged and said: "Hey, Lord Wang, don't be reckless, just have a leg pain, pinch yourself and your hands hurt, it hurts above and below, aren't you uncomfortable?" Someone has already called the Zilu Divine Doctor, he should come over soon, the prince will bear with it for the time being, otherwise he will pinch my hand. ”

Song Chumo blushed with a face, opened his mouth to talk about her, and another tingling pain came from his legs, his face suddenly changed, and the words that came to his mouth could not be spoken, and turned into a muffled snort.