I Married a Disabled Prince in Prison

Chapter 15

The soft tone brushed against his cold heart like a feather, and he felt that his heart was about to melt, but he didn't show it at all, "It's up to you."

"Husband." She called out sweetly.

He froze, his heart was filled with excitement like boiling water, but his voice was cold, "You really think of me as your husband?"

Yan Shui's heart was determined, with a sincere face, "Even if you are not willing to be married to me by the guards, we have kowtowed to the emperor and worshiped the heaven and earth after all. As long as you don't write a divorce letter, I will be your legitimate wife."

She desperately needed to claim the title of his wife, so that the possibility of her being buried alive in the future would be much smaller.

In order to survive, don't mention calling him her husband, she would even him grandpa if it meant she could live another day.

Before Xiao Yeheng could react, she stretched out her hand to caress his forehead, and then sighed softly, "Fortunately, your fever is gone."

She also felt the pulse on his wrist again, she was silent for a few seconds, and said with some relief, "Your leg injury is improving, you won't die!"

She happily hugged him tightly.

Xiao Yeheng raised his arms, hesitantly wanted to hug her back, but she got off the bed first.

"I have to go to do some chores." After she finished speaking, she brushed her hair a little and went outside.

He stared at her receding back for a moment, unable to look back for a long time.

He picked up the square towel that fell on the bed in his hand, which she put on his forehead to reduce his fever last night.

Looking closely at the delicate material, it is embroidered with white plum blossoms, but I don't know where she got it from?

He tucked the square scarf into his arms with care.

Not long after Yan Shuixin left, she returned to the cell with a bucket of water in one hand and a dustpan in the other.

Xiao Yeheng's eyes lit up when he saw her come back.

He tried his best to hide his inner joy.

Yan Shuixin stretched her neck and glanced at the long hallway of the prison. When she saw that no one came, she took out a rice ball tied with leaves from the dustpan and handed it to him, "Your breakfast."

Xiao Yeheng shook his head, "No need." None of the prisoners in had breakfast, so he knew she had stolen it.

"You have to." She said firmly, "If you don't eat, the risk I took in stealing would have been for nothing."

He took it in silence, a gleam of guilt flashed across his condensed eyes.

"And this." She took a tree stick about ten centimeters long and the same thickness of chopsticks from the dustpan and handed it to him. "There is a little salt on the side of the rice ball. With this stick, you can rinse your mouth."

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, she winked at him ambiguously, "Last night... you kissed me very intensely, remember? Brushing your teeth makes kissing more comfortable."

Xiao Yeheng instantly turned red with a half-disabled face. He had also used drinking water to clean his teeth before, so there was no peculiar smell in his mouth.