Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 1483 He Actually Has Feelings

After Chuqi finished her bowl of porridge, Jier took the empty bowl and asked, "How does it taste?"

Chuqi did not answer her, but looked at the back of her hand, which was very red, as if she was burned by something.

His face darkened instantly, and he grabbed her hand and asked in a tight voice, "How did you get it?"

Jier saw that he had discovered it, and she did not hide it, and simply showed it to him openly, "When I was cooking porridge, I accidentally touched the stove and got burned, but I applied medicine, it doesn't hurt anymore, you don't have to worry."

How could Chuqi not worry? This little princess had never done such work since she was a child. Now there was a red burn on the back of her hand. How could he not worry and feel distressed?

He touched the back of her hand gently with his fingers, "Does it still hurt?"

Ji Er came closer, "Xiao Qi, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Chu Qi raised his eyes and glanced at her, and pressed lightly with his thumb on her red and scalded place. She immediately hissed and looked at him with tears in her eyes, "It hurts."

Chu Qi pursed his lips and said nothing, put the back of her hand to his lips, and blew gently.

The breath from the man's mouth brushed on the back of her hand, and Ji Er's body couldn't help trembling, and a layer of fine bumps appeared on her arm.

Noticing her abnormality, Chu Qi paused and looked up at her.

He saw that her face was already red, and her beautiful eyes were looking at him shyly.

When Chu Qi was seen by her moist eyes, he felt a dry air rising in his body, and his throat couldn't help rolling slightly.

He quickly let go of her hand, looked away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jier, you should go back to the palace quickly, I want to rest."

"Oh." Jier did not protest this time, but responded softly and stood up, "Then you should have a good rest."

"Well." Chuqi's black eyes were slightly closed.

Jier bit her lip, and just as she was about to say something else, she saw that he had already laid down.

She had no choice but to take the empty bowl and leave the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Chuqi opened his eyes, not sleepy at all.

His mind was full of Jier's smiles and various expressions.

He even remembered the scene of Jier kissing him the night before.

He actually felt the kiss when Jier pulled him into the bed in Jiqing Palace.

He closed his eyes and felt even more despicable.

How could he have that kind of thought about Jier... How could he?

He raised his hand and covered his face, and the whole person was a little decadent.

Not long after, Jier came back with a bowl of medicine in his hand.

"Xiao Qi, drink the medicine first and then go to sleep."

Chu Qi had not fallen asleep. When he heard her voice, he turned his head and looked at her in surprise, "Why haven't you gone back yet?"

"I didn't say I was going back." Ji'er blinked, looked at him innocently, then walked over, stretched out a hand, and wanted to help him up, "Drink the medicine quickly."

Chu Qi avoided her hand, sat up by himself, then took the medicine bowl from her hand and drank it all.

"The medicine has been taken, can you leave?" His voice was as cold as possible.

Ji'er was a little sad when she saw this, took the bowl, said nothing, and left.

Chu Qi thought she was finally willing to return to the palace this time, and he was relieved.

But seeing her leave so obediently, he felt a little irritated for no reason.

Especially when she left, the somewhat resentful look made him feel uncomfortable.

He sighed and lay down again.

However, when it was noon, Ji'er came in again, bringing food.

This time, Chuqi fell asleep and was woken up by Jier.

"Xiaoqi, it's time to get up and eat."

As soon as Chuqi opened his eyes, he saw Jier's little face close to him, and her fragrant breath gently sprayed on his face.

He narrowed his eyes, and his usually cold face slowly turned red.

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