I Married a Disabled Prince in Prison

Chapter 9

It's just that the bed is too small, the two of them almost occupied the whole bed, and she shrank further into the wall, the distance from him was still so close that they were almost stuck together.

Before she could blush, she was too sleepy after working all day, so she yawned and soon fell asleep.

Xiao Yeheng, who had his eyes closed, opened them.

In the prison, he was resting most of the time, but with her beside him, he couldn't fall asleep for some reason, and his empty heart felt somewhat full.

He turned sideways, facing her, staring at her peaceful sleeping face for a moment, his eyes filled with a gentleness that he didn't even realize.

There was no bedding on the bed, he struggled to prop up his body slightly, took off his outer shirt, and covered her.

There is no quilt in the middle of the night in early summer. Even covered with a layer of clothes, it was very cold, Yan Shuixin shivered a little in her sleep.

Xiao Yeheng stretched out his arms, wanting to hold her in his arms and warm her with his body temperature.

Raising his hand to caress his left face covered with scars, upwards is the prosthetic eye in the socket of his left eye... The painful and rotten left leg all reminded him that he is a cripple riddled with holes!

Staring at her extraordinary beautiful outline, even the pimples on her face are so pretty in his eyes.

He couldn't bear to go to sleep, maybe he wouldn't survive tomorrow. In his incomplete life, she was the only person who treated him so well.

Even if he was about to die, he would definitely remember her well, engrave her in his eyes, and deeply in his heart.

Yan Shuixin didn't know what he was thinking. In her sleep, she felt that there was a big heater beside her, and she leaned towards it naturally. It felt warm enough, and the whole body was buried in his arms, with thin arms across his waist.

Xiao Yeheng's body froze, thinking that she was going to seduce him, he was so nervous that his heart seemed to jump out of his throat.

After a long while, he only heard the steady breathing of the woman in my arms, exhaling like fragrant orchid.

His slightly relaxed body seemed to tense up again. Suddenly, her feet clung to him like an octopus, even resting on his heavily wounded left leg, causing him to gasp in pain.

If it was before, he would definitely be so angry that he would kill someone.

For some reason now, instead of blaming her, he was reluctant to move her leg no matter how painful it was.

In Yan Shuixin's dream, she slept with a big heater in her arms. It was much more comfortable, and she slept until dawn.

Xiao Yeheng stared at her all night unconsciously.

After sleeping for about eight hours, Yan Shuixin woke up naturally, just about to stretch, but was blocked by a wall.

After taking a closer look, she realized that she was actually lying in Xiao Yeheng's arms, with her hands and feet still clinging to his body!

She was startled, quickly let go of him, and sat up abruptly.

"My lord, I... I..." she murmured, "I didn't sleep properly."

His coat slipped off her body , and she saw more pus from the wound on his left leg. Moreover, her feet were sticky, stained with his pus and blood.

As soon as she thought of the posture in which she was holding him just now, she didn't need to guess, she knew that his wound leg was crushed by her.