Chapter 252 Morning Glory Flowers

Ji Yuntang was a little awkward; of course, she dared not say that she had taken it from her storage space, so she told a little white lie.

"No, I couldn't do that myself. I had it made by an outside craftsman."

"Let me help you up first. Try sitting in it and see if it's comfortable. If not, I'll have the craftsman modify it."

During this time, Ji Yuntang had been performing acupuncture on Luo Junhe's legs almost every day, along with full-body massages to help unblock his meridians.

The combination of acupuncture, massage, and medication has yielded significant results.

Luo Junhe's legs could now bend.

Though he still couldn't stand, this was undoubtedly another happy surprise for him.

Because it meant he was one step closer to normalcy.

Ji Yuntang helped Luo Junhe up and had him sit on the edge of the bed. She bent down to help him put on his clothes and shoes.

Once everything was in order, she slowly guided him into the wheelchair.

The first thing Luo Junhe noticed when he sat down was how soft and comfortable the wheelchair was.

The backrest was smooth to the touch, and the cushion underneath—made of some unknown material—was very springy.

He lightly pressed his lips together, and a dazzling smile spread across his well-shaped lips as he praised sincerely.

"This wheelchair is excellent. The craftsman A Tang found has really good skills."

At that moment, Luo Junhe genuinely felt that his young princess consort was incredibly capable.

He doubted even Emperor Jingyang could enjoy such craftsmanship, yet Ji Yuntang had managed to get it for him.

She truly left all the best things for him.

Ji Yuntang smiled gently, as bright as spring blossoms. "Glad you like it. Don't worry about wearing out this wheelchair. If it wears out from sitting, I'll ask the craftsman to make you another one."

After all, she had plenty in her storage space—an inexhaustible supply.

Her original intention was also to ease Luo Junhe's guilt and stop him from saving money for her sake.

But to Luo Junhe's ears, it sounded like Ji Yuntang was so wealthy that she had already won over the craftsman.

Moreover, having been bedridden for a long time without exercise, his weight had increased, and he thought she was afraid he might crush the wheelchair.

Luo Junhe coughed lightly, a faint blush creeping onto his face.

"A Tang, this wheelchair is very sturdy. My weight is still within normal range; it shouldn't be that easy to break it."

Ji Yuntang: "..."

It took her a second to understand the implication of his words.

"A He, you misunderstood. I'm not saying you're fat. Your current weight is just that of an average man—not even close to being overweight."

"I meant that I have money and can afford wheelchairs, so don't skimp on my account. I can take care of my man."

Her last sentence brought a hint of joy to Luo Junhe's face, which quickly blossomed into delight.

He laughed happily, proudly and freely, his brows and eyes softening with tenderness.

At that moment, only one phrase echoed in Luo Junhe's mind: "I can take care of my man."

He had a pretty good read on Ji Yuntang's personality. She didn't directly express her love or say cheesy things.

But every unintentional confession from her heart always managed to tug at his heartstrings.

Leaving his heart unable to calm down for a long while.

Suppressing his feelings, Luo Junhe turned to Ji Yuntang with a smile, his brows softening with tenderness.

"A Tang, could you push me around for a bit?"

"Of course!" Ji Yuntang agreed without hesitation.

Given the current circumstances, Luo Junhe couldn't leave the residence, but strolling around Prince Ye's Mansion was fine.

Ji Yuntang pushed Luo Junhe out of the West Courtyard and headed toward the front yard.

"A He, you've been stuck in bed too long; you probably don't know how much Prince Ye's Mansion has changed now."

Luo Junhe raised an eyebrow slightly, a fleeting smile hidden in his peach blossom–shaped eyes.

He treasured these alone moments with her, peaceful yet tinged with sweetness.

It even made the air smell sweeter to him.

"A Tang, tell me what's changed in the mansion."

Luo Junhe had noticed some changes, but he still wanted to hear Ji Yuntang say them herself.

In his eyes, such trivial things were his greatest happiness right now.

Ji Yuntang was in a good mood today. With a smile on her lips, she pushed his wheelchair forward while pointing to the four flowerbeds she had previously tended.

"Nanny Xu had the courtyard filled with hibiscus because Liu Linlang liked it, saying the hibiscus resembled her."

"Although hibiscus flowers look beautiful when in bloom, they give off a smell on summer nights that draws mosquitoes, making the whole mansion messy."

"After I took over the mansion, I had Chen Hu and the others rip out all the hibiscus in the flowerbeds and planted morning glory instead."

Luo Junhe took a casual glance at the trumpet-shaped morning glories in the beds, his voice charming and laced with amusement.

"A Tang, do you really like morning glories?"

Ji Yuntang replied cheerfully, "Yes, I do. Morning glory not only comes in many colors and looks beautiful, but it's also a very useful medicinal herb. According to medical texts, morning glory helps purge water, relieve constipation, loosen phlegm and remove dampness."

She paused mid-sentence, stopped, and walked in front of Luo Junhe, her starry eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

"Most importantly, the symbolism of morning glories is great. It stands for vitality and perseverance, just like A He—facing challenges head-on, tough and resilient."

The next second, Ji Yuntang knelt down and placed her hand on Luo Junhe's.

"A He, I hope that no matter when or where you are, you can be like the morning glory—always energetic, never giving up on yourself."

Luo Junhe's heart stirred. He knew perfectly well that Ji Yuntang was using the morning glories as a metaphor to encourage him and instill faith in him.

The past was vivid in his memory. Those three years were excruciating for Luo Junhe, the darkest time of his life.

On countless quiet nights, he had thought of ending his own life.

Yet even the simplest suicide was beyond his reach.

But then Ji Yuntang arrived!

His life, like the moon breaking through clouds, now had a ray of light shining in.

Her presence was enough to dispel all the gloom in his heart, making him forget that darkest past and start a new life.

A slight smile curved Luo Junhe's lips. He reached out his large hand and enveloped Ji Yuntang's small hand, gazing at her with gentle eyes.

"A Tang, I promise you, no matter what, I will never give up on myself."

"Likewise, in this life, I will never let go of you."

"No matter where we are, you must stay by my side and never leave nor forsake me."

When he said this, his tone was assertive and resolute, and Ji Yuntang's heart gave a violent lurch.

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