After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Huo Wujiu was actually a little frustrated.

He didn't know why he had a guilty conscience, but Jiang Suizhou sat there, he looked down at Jiang Suizhou's profile, and his heart was a little bit hopeless.

......Always let him see how he loses his temper. What's more, if you look at the appearance, he is still losing his temper.

He didn't expect that he would be afraid of this one day.

Su Rili, unless forced to, he has always done it from his heart. Those who fight are all rolled out of the mud. Face is the least important thing, not to mention that it is the most common thing to be casual in the weekdays.

But... let Jiang Suizhou see it, he was actually a little scared.

He didn't notice, he unconsciously gave birth to a mentality that a male peacock had. When courting, I have to unfold all my tail feathers, and magnificently move in front of my sweetheart, and refuse to reveal the gray tail of the tail feathers, showing the slightest unbeautiful appearance.

Huo Wujiu just stood there in panic.

I saw that Jiang Suizhou slowly picked up a few folds from the table, read them roughly, and put them back.

He looked up at Huo Wugui.

"Is this what you tell me every day?" Jiang Suizhou asked.

Huo Wujiu had a meal, and immediately recovered from his frustration.

He opened his mouth and was a little speechless for a while.

After a while, he retorted in a low voice: "It's not a big deal at all."

Jiang Suizhou's finger tapped on the slip on the table.

"If you keep the secret for a few days, there will be a murder in Beijing." He said. "At that time, the whole world will only say that you, Huo Wujiu, treated the former veterans harshly and indiscriminately killed Zhongliang. At that time, who would you go to reason with?"

Huo Wujiu didn't take it seriously: "Whatever they say, just write it in the history books."

Jiang Suizhou blurted out: "How can this work? How can you let the historian criticize you like this and leave it to future generations?"

His tone was surprisingly serious.

Hearing this, Huo Wujiu looked straight at him, and saw that Jiang Suizhou's eyes looked up with a panic.

"I mean, you can't help but cherish feathers..."

He explained.

He heard Huo Wujiao chuckle.

His Royal Highness King Jing really can't lie. Where is this asking him to cherish feathers? It was clearly the infamous Highness, who cherished his Huo Wugui's feathers so much.

Huo Wujiu became partial and courageous. He stepped forward and sat down on the dragon chair next to Jiang Suizhou.

Fortunately, the dragon chair was spacious enough to fit both of them. But even so, the two were close together at this time, and as soon as Huo Wujiu stretched out his arm, he circled Jiang Suizhou in his arms.

Huo Wujiu let out a sigh of relief, put his chin on Jiang Suizhou's shoulder, and when he spoke again, there was already a two-point compromise in his tone.

"I didn't want you to be annoyed because of this." He said. "It's just... this kind of thing, I really can't handle it well."

"Even if you are hiding it from me, I can still tell it." Jiang Suizhou said warmly.

"But your injury is not healed." Huo Wugui said.

Jiang Suizhou retorted: "Then am I out today too?"

Huo Wujiu barked his teeth and said fiercely, "So Meng Qianshan should be cleaned up."

"You should be cleaned up." Jiang Suizhou raised his hand mercilessly and squeezed Huo Wujiu's forearm.

The arm muscles were tight and as hard as a rock, and they squeezed it up, but Jiang Suizhou's hand hurt.

He retracted his hand in a shame, and heard Huo Wujiu's muffled laugh.

Jiang Suizhou's ears were a little red, but he ignored him, and he arranged Huo Wujiu's desk full of folders and opened them one by one.

"Since I have improved a lot, I can do these things for you," Jiang Suizhou said.

This is true. Compared with Huo Wujiao, a general who could only use knives and guns to shout and scream, he, as a history teacher who had traveled a thousand years later, knew all the officials in the Nanjing Dynasty at least well.

He roughly knows who has a temperament, and he naturally knows who is available and who is restless.

Huo Wujiu refused to agree.

"You haven't finished it yet, don't mess around." He said.

Jiang Suizhou turned his face to the side and glanced at him lightly.

Huo Wujiu was dissatisfied with a fierce expression, but stopped talking.

After a while, he vented his anger, got up and kissed Jiang Suizhou's lips, saying: "If you want to do something, I have to follow you."

This Jiang Suizhou did not refuse.

Only then did Huo Wujiu compromise and pushed the book on the table to Jiang Suizhou.

However, where Jiang Suizhou didn't see it, the next time he turned his hand, he still hid the letter from Emperor Zhaoyuan.

The candlelight burned quietly, occasionally making a crackle or two of sparks. Jiang Suizhou looked at the accumulated papers on the table with all his heart, Huo Wujiu quietly stood aside, silently, only watching him quietly.

After these days, Huo Wujiu had always hated the Yushufang place, but he had to come, so he had to resist the disgust.

But at this moment, he felt that the imperial study room was bright and peaceful, making it the best place in the world.

The difference is just that there are more individuals.

This man is the greatest miracle of this time.

His eyes were deep and quiet, fixedly looking at Jiang Suizhou, but Jiang Suizhou was engrossed, his eyes were only on the file in his hand.

After a long time, he slowly put the last book back.

"Apart from these, is there something else going on?" He raised his head and asked Huo Wugui.

Huo Wujiu didn't return to his senses for a while, and only after a long time did he respond, "What?"

Jiang Suizhou repeated it patiently.

Huo Wujiu's eyebrows beat, but he asked calmly, "Why do you ask?"

Jiang Suizhou sighed.

"How can these things make you lose your temper?" he said.

Huo Wujiu didn't know how Jiang Suizhou knew him so much. This kind of understanding naturally made him happy, but when he wanted to hide something, it was a bit annoying.

——It's just a tiny bit.

Huo Wujiu didn't say a word for a while, this fell in Jiang Suizhou's eyes, and it was tacit approval.

But even if he acquiesced, he still stubbornly said nothing.

Jiang Suizhou's expression was a bit heavy for a while.

He had been enduring it for several days, until now, he couldn't help it.

There was a big mess in the palace, as it was today. But Huo Wujiu was hiding everything from him, not allowing him to know, as if to strictly protect him under his wings.

He knew Huo Wugui's intentions, but he didn't want to.

He has read so many history books and knows what kind of storm it was like to change the dynasty. This was not something he could bear on his own, and he didn't want Huo Wujiu to bear it alone.

He was clearly able to be with Huo Wujiu, but Huo Wujiu refused.

He endured it for several days, and waited until his body was better and he was finally able to go to the ground before he caught Huo Wujiao. He wanted the evidence from others to be there, and he couldn't deny it.

But at this moment, Huo Wujiu was still hiding things from him and didn't want him to know.

Jiang Suizhou's lips were pursed, and he quietly looked at Huo Wujiu, but did not speak.

Huo Wujiu immediately noticed something was wrong.

"What's the matter?" He asked hurriedly, before reaching out to touch Jiang Suizhou.

Jiang Suizhou beat that hand to the side.

The strength is not great, but Huo Wujiu can't stand it.

"Huo Wujiu." Jiang Suizhou's voice was a little choked. "You like me and you should be honest."

Huo Wujiu immediately panicked.

"No, I didn't mean to lie to you, it's just these things..." He couldn't continue.

It's just that these things are too bad, he himself can't figure it out, he has no idea, and he doesn't want to worry Jiang Suizhou.

He just...reluctant, especially reluctant.

But when Jiang Suizhou asked, "What's the matter?"

The voice was so cold that Huo Wujiao couldn't stand it.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the letter hidden in the gap on the table, and stuffed it into Jiang Suizhou's hands as if he were dead.

"It's not a big deal." He was still stiff.

Jiang Suizhou lowered his eyes and opened the letter.

The letter was written in a Zhubi, and it was covered with an imperial seal of Emperor Zhaoyuan.

The letter was written very carefully, and even the concern and joy were beyond words. Emperor Zhaoyuan was happy that Huo Wujiu's legs had not been abolished, and he recovered his health, and he blamed him for not letting himself know earlier and returning to court earlier. Now that I heard that Huo Wugui was responsible for the destruction of Nanjing Country, Emperor Zhaoyuan was even more happy. He only asked how Huo Wugui planned to arrange for him in the future, and how he would reward Huo Wugui.

Emperor Zhaoyuan's body was very poor, but the letter was eloquently written very thickly. At the end of the writing, he could even vaguely see that he couldn't hold the pen, and his handwriting was trembling, but he was still writing.

Jiang Suizhou quietly read the letter and put it away.

"So, it's because of this letter that I'm unhappy, isn't it?" Jiang Suizhou asked.

Huo Wujiu sullenly responded, reaching out to take the letter away.

His evasive appearance is clearly hiding his ears and stealing bells.

Jiang Suizhou's hand dodged aside, allowing Huo Wujiu to catch it.

"You knew you had to face this." Jiang Suizhou said. "That's why you guarded Nanjing heavily, but you didn't take any other actions, right?"

Huo Wujiu said nothing.

Jiang Suizhou knew that this was an extremely difficult choice for him.

After a moment of silence, he slowly sighed, and raised his hand to cover the back of Huo Wujiu's hand.

"Do you see something in this letter?" he asked.

Huo Wujiu didn't speak, and shook Jiang Suizhou's hand with his backhand.

Jiang Suizhou held him back in silence.

He had guessed a little earlier, and today's letter made his guess come true.

If the Emperor Zhaoyuan and Huo Yuyan had one mind, then both the throne and the prince belonged to them. Huo Yuyan would not have to worry about gains and losses in that way. He risked his own affairs with the ministers of the enemy country, just to kill Huo Wugui.

If Emperor Zhaoyuan also wanted Huo Wujiao to die, then Huo Yuyan would not have to spend so much time and effort.

Now it seems that nine out of ten, Emperor Zhaoyuan was ignorant of Huo Yuyan's behavior.

Then Huo Wujiu gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice.

"The two of them don't discuss it," he said. "Do you want my life or not, I'll give you a right answer."

His tone was fierce, but Jiang Suizhou heard the sadness in it.

How come Huo Yuyan and Emperor Zhaoyuan are a father and son. If they were both unkind and unrighteous, Huo Wujiao would immediately be able to sway his teacher northward and turn his head against them, but Zhao Yuan was still a loving uncle with him.

He couldn't get rid of it, but was forced into a dilemma.

Jiang Suizhou shook his hand gently.

"I have a way," he said. "In any case, we can solve the current dilemma first."

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes to look at him: "What way?"

But when Jiang Suizhou looked at him quietly for a while, when he spoke again, the conversation had already changed.

"It's okay to tell you." His eyes crossed slightly, and he glanced at Huo Wugui. "But you have to promise, don't hide anything from me."

Huo Wujiao lowered his head and said nothing.

He doesn't know how to love others, he just knows to show him the best and stop him the worst.

If there is such an unpleasant thing again, his choice will certainly not change.

However, Jiang Suizhou continued to say: "I know what you think, but I also like you. You can't deprive me of the right to bear the wind and rain for you."

Huo Wujiu's heart shook slightly.

He looked at Jiang Suizhou for a moment.

He never felt that he needed protection from anyone, and he never thought about whom he would rely on. Everyone taught him to be independent and strong, but Jiang Suizhou quietly told him to bear the wind and rain for him.

He couldn't control his beating heart. Huo Wujiu's heart was so hot that the veins on the back of his hand bulged. He moved his lips and was about to speak, but listened to Jiang Suizhou and opened his mouth again.

"What's more, you are still my concubine. You have to listen to what I say, let alone lie to me."

Huo Wujiu's expression changed.

In the next moment, the world is spinning.

A flower suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Suizhou, followed by a pain in his waist.

At this moment, Huo Wujiu's gritted teeth sounded from above his head.

"Who do you say is a concubine?"

Jiang Suizhou looked up, and saw a shadow falling in front of him.

Under the shadow, Huo Wujiu's eyes stared fiercely at him.