Upon witnessing this scene, Feng Wan was utterly dumbfounded.
The Commandery Princess' movements were frivolous, just like those of a patron in a brothel, casually pinching a girl's hand while enjoying a song.
She treated the Prince like a brothel courtesan!
"Prince, you must push her hand away quickly! Please don't be polite!"
Feng Wan silently screamed on the inside.
Dugu Wu stared at Feng Bailing's hand; the hand was small and soft, akin to a cat's paw, playfully scratching about.
"Why are you staring at me? I have a gift for you."
Feng Bailing noticed that Dugu Wu had prepared a wheelchair, but she thought that using a wheelchair would not be beneficial to his recovery, so she had prepared an additional, special gift for him.
Saying so, she returned to the horse carriage and brought down a pair of crutches.
"These are crutches, they can even extend—very portable. I give them to you."
The crutches Feng Bailing offered to Dugu Wu were made of titanium alloy.
