After Chu Qi finished his bowl of congee, Ji'er took the empty bowl from him and asked, "How does it taste?"
Chu Qi did not answer her. His gaze fell on the back of her hand. It was very red and looked like it was burnt.
His expression immediately turned dark as he grabbed her hand and asked quickly, "How did you hurt yourself?"
Ji'er did not hide it from him when she saw he had noticed it. She decided to show the injury to him openly. "I accidentally burned myself on the pot while cooking the porridge, but I've already put medicine on it and it's no longer painful. There's no need to worry."
It was impossible for Chu Qi not to worry. The little princess had never done chores like this ever since she was young. Now that the back of her hand was reddened from the burn, how could he not be upset and worried about it?
He touched the back of her hand gently with his fingers. "Does it still hurt?"
