"Weekend?" Mei Beichen pondered a little. "If it's weekend, I'll go with you. When you finish taking photos, I'll go to the jewelry store."

"Why go to the jewelry store? I'm not short of jewelry," she said.

He rubbed her head. "Did you forget you still lack a wedding ring?"

"..." well, she really forgot this, and junle Yan felt his nose embarrassed.

At the weekend, junleyan got up early in the morning, but found that the familiar figure had disappeared by the bed. When she walked out of the bedroom, she found that he was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

"Oh, I'll come, I'll come!" she said hurriedly.

"It doesn't matter. It's been almost a week, and the scars on my hand are all scarred. It's just making some breakfast, and it won't hurt my hand." Mei Beichen said. At the moment, the gauze on his right hand has been removed, but the scabby scars can still be seen in his slender fingers and palm.

Junle Yan looked at the scar and couldn't help feeling distressed. "Later, you should be careful. Fortunately, you didn't hurt the nerve in your hand this time, otherwise you'll be in big trouble."

He slightly sipped his lip, "if I really hurt the nerve on my hand and became disabled, would you still want me?"

She gave him a white look. "What are you talking about? Who would say that about yourself! Your hands are good, so you won't be disabled!"

"If..."

Before he had finished, she had put her finger against the lip.

"If you're really disabled, I want you too. You're mine, no matter what it looks like, it's mine!" she said. At the moment, she had a unique domineering spirit of the king's family.

"I will take good care of my hands so that they won't be hurt easily." he gently pulled down her fingers and kissed her fingertips with his lips. For her, he should also take good care of these hands. He can't be so reckless anymore.

If this injury really hurt the nerve of his hand and made him unable to pick up the scalpel again, he may regret it all his life.

After breakfast, although Mei Beichen repeatedly said that his hand could drive, junleyan insisted on driving by himself.

When they arrived at the foot of the north mountain, Mei Beichen helped junleyan carry a tripod, while junleyan himself took a camera and walked all the way to the mountain.

Because it was the weekend, many people came to climb the mountain. Along the way, junleyan took a lot of photos.

Taking pictures of these ordinary people sometimes takes some good photos.

Then she took a few pictures of Mei Beichen from time to time. She walked around and took pictures like this. When she reached the top of the mountain, she didn't feel tired.

"This North Mountain tower, do you know a legend?" Jun Leyan suddenly said.

"What legend?" Mei Beichen asked.

"The lover who makes a wish in front of the tower will come back to the tower." she said, pointing to the Beishan tower not far away. Sure enough, there are many people, pairs by pairs, with their hands folded in front of the tower, like making a devout wish.

Most of these people are young men and women, and even some small vendors set up stalls next to them to sell all kinds of wishing symbols, lovers' objects and so on.

"Do you believe this man-made hype gimmick?" he laughed. For him, this so-called legend is actually very funny.