After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

The door was opened and closed again.

Jiang Suizhou is gone.

Gu Changyun walked slowly back to Xu Du's side and sat down, holding up his teacup.

"It's still early, go back after a game of chess?" He blew the floating leaves floating on the water, lazily.

Xu Du didn't say anything.

Gu Changyun raised his eyes and saw Xu Du looking at him.

The two of them had been working together for a long time, and Gu Changyun understood what he was thinking with a single look.

He held the tea and chuckled.

Xu Du opened his mouth and said, "You can see it too." Not a question, but a statement.

That person, although he is clearly the prince, but he is definitely not the prince.

The lives of both of them were tied to the prince, so the prince never worried that they would defect, let alone pretend to be in front of them... and never treated them so peacefully.

Especially when Pang Shao took away the things he got, it was too calm.

And about that Huo Wujiu...

The emperor gave the marriage a decree, and the prince hated him extremely even if he had never seen him. The prince transferred all his hatred towards Pang Shao and the emperor to Huo Wujiu's body. He just wanted to let Huo Wujiu die in his mansion like those spies, and teach people to drag him to the mass grave.

After all, to the prince, Huo Wujiu was a symbol of the emperor's wanton humiliation. Huo Wujiu's stay in his house for one day meant that he was trampled under his feet by a waste he couldn't afford to look at.

Therefore, just after Gu Changyun's proposal, Xu Du saw at a glance that he was testing.

Gu Changyun put the tea cup down by himself.

"See what? The one who just came, isn't it the prince?"

He spoke with a brisk tone. While talking, he took out a chessboard and two chess baskets, one black and one white, from under the table where he was sitting. One of them was placed by Xu Du's hand.

"Anyway, the lives of my whole family are in the hands of the prince." Gu Changyun was talking, and his men slowly pulled the chess pieces.

"As long as you obey the prince, we don't need to worry about other things, don't you?"

As he said, he dropped a piece on the chessboard and raised his eyes to Xu Du.

Those delicate and charming eyes were so cold that they were shining with a bit of excitement.

—

Jiang Suizhou was fooled by the two of you, and after weighing the pros and cons, he went to Huo Wujiu's residence.

After all, those eyeliners sent on the grounds of concubine, not only can't be killed, but the more they kill, the more people are suspicious. What's more, he, a modern person, can't send one to kill one.

Now...you can only rely on Huo Wugui.

Along the way, Jiang Suizhou was extremely upset.

He hates himself for speaking too hard.

Last night, he warned Huo Wujiu not to obstruct his eyes. Today, he rushed to his house to obstruct his eyes.

Before seeing Huo Wujiu, he had already embarrassed himself for himself.

After walking for a long time, I reached a dimly lit courtyard.

Jiang Suizhou sat on the footsteps, glanced at it briefly, and then withdrew his gaze.

In the yard next to it, there was a dark light, a little light, and it must be a house where people live.

Unexpectedly, Shi Jian stopped in front of the courtyard.

Jiang Suizhou looked sideways, and saw Meng Qianshan on the side greeted him with a smile, trying to help him down.

As Jiang Suizhou walked down, he frowned and asked, "Here?"

Meng Qianshan nodded hurriedly: "Here! It is here that the prince specially ordered to order Madam Huo's yard, did the prince forget?"

Jiang Suizhou stood still and glanced up.

From a distance, the courtyard and the surrounding houses are completely integrated, and nothing special can be seen.

But I saw it when I stood close, and the courtyard was deserted. There are weeds everywhere, and a few big trees that have never been pruned grow teeth and claws in the yard, and there is a layer on the ground, which should be the fallen leaves of last year and autumn.

Through the dim light from the window, you can vaguely see the broken window frame and window paper, trembling tremblingly in the breeze.

…Where can I live here!

He drove him to the corner of the palace and gave him such a dilapidated house to live in. At a glance, he knew that the original owner wanted Huo Wujiu not to appear in front of him for the rest of his life, and even deliberately embarrassed him and asked him to have no good life in the palace. pass.

Even though the original owner was struggling in Nanjing, he was limited to seizing power with the latter owner and Pang Shao. For him, Huo Wujiu was a traitor and an enemy who would never consider wooing him.

—Where did he know what Huo Wujiu would do in three years.

Jiang Suizhou felt a bit complicated for a while, and couldn't help but thank his two "concubines" in his heart.

If it hadn't come in time today, I would have to carry the original owner's pot again, and I would have been credited to Huo Wujiu's account.

He sighed in his heart, gave a hum, and said, "I can't remember it if I mention it casually."

As he said, he walked into the courtyard.

The Meng Qian Mountain next to it was amazing.

How can I not remember? A few days ago, when I asked the prince where Madam Huo lived, the prince's eyes were frighteningly cold, and he specifically said that he should throw Huo Wujiu far away and not let him see it.

but…

Thinking about the appearance of the prince in the morning, Meng Qianshan also had a bottom line in his heart.

The prince used to hate Madam Huo because he didn't see Madam Huo's face.

Now that the prince and Mrs. Huo have spent the night, their attitudes have changed this morning. The disgust before that, in the face of such love, is naturally innumerable...

Meng Qianshan trot all the way, following Jiang Suizhou.

This yard is not only low-lying, but also the living water in the mansion is brought in from here. As soon as he entered the yard, Jiang Suizhou clearly felt a damp and cold, and even the wind blowing on him was cold by several degrees.

…It is that this sickly body is too sensitive.

He walked straight to the middle room, but saw that there was no one on the corridor.

Before he could speak, Meng Qianshan spoke first. He raised his voice: "Where have all the people in this courtyard gone?"

After a while, I saw the two maids rushing out of the side room, and seeing what they looked like, they had already stopped.

When they saw them coming, both of them showed surprise and fear on their faces. They hurried forward and knelt down in front of Jiang Suizhou: "...Lord!"

Jiang Suizhou frowned.

Although he was not accustomed to the ancient concepts of respect and inferiority, he knew that he had to do business after receiving a salary, let alone bullying his employer.

In this way, they are clearly bullying Huo Wugui.

Meng Qianshan next to him looked at him, and hurriedly said: "Why is there not even a night watch at the door, so I put the lord down to sleep? If you are divided, will you come to serve the lady, or do you come? Master?"

The two maids did not dare to raise their heads, and kept kowtow to admit their mistakes.

Jiang Suizhou raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

He could see that the death of the original master in the wild history was not only because of his poor desire to survive, but also because the whole government was holding high and low, insisting that he and Huo Wujiu forge a deep hatred and hatred.

He waved his hand and said lightly: "You handle it." Then he turned and entered the room.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly agreed, and said: "Come here, drag her two off, and give the board a reward first. Tomorrow the deed will be returned to the other person, where to sell it!"

The two maids cried and were dragged away.

Jiang Suizhou couldn't take care of them.

As soon as he entered the room, he choked and coughed violently.

Dust is everywhere, which has filled the air early. After only breathing, Jiang Suizhou felt that his fragile lung lobes had been hit hard, and his cough was unclear, and tears filled his eyes.

The people who followed were terrified, and hurriedly followed, assisting and pouring tea. But there was not even a place to sit in this room, and there was only half a pot of cold water in the pot on the table.

Everyone was busy. In the chaos, Jiang Suizhou faintly heard the sound of the wheelchair, and became extremely mute, and was drowned in the voice of the people in a flash.

He was supported by someone to sit down, coughing for a long time, and then took the hot tea that people had struggled to find and pressed it down, only to barely stop the coughing.

He then opened his teary eyes and saw Huo Wujiu sitting diagonally in front of him, turning his head to look at him.

The dark eyes are like whirlpools.

He involuntarily coughed a few more times, and physiological tears fell in his eye sockets.

As the tears fell, Jiang Suizhou also saw Huo Wugui clearly.

I don't know if it was his illusion, the gloomy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.

But the next moment, those eyes looked away and didn't look at him again.

Jiang Suizhou naturally didn't know how pitiful his appearance was in the eyes of the other party.

A sickly, too cold and beautiful man with red eyes, teary eyelashes, and a heavy cloak wrapped around him. When he looked at others with full of tears, he looked a bit awkward.

Jiang Suizhou didn't notice it. After he finished his cough, he gathered up the cloak that Meng Qianshan gave him, sat up straight, and said lightly, "Meng Qianshan, is this the arrangement you said?"

He coughed sober now, knowing that he had to throw the pot out first, so that it would be logical to take control of Huo Wujiu's change of residence.

Hearing this, Meng Qianshan didn’t care about anything else. He tremblingly confessed his guilt: “Small negligence is a small negligence! Tomorrow...Ah no, right now! The little one will let someone clean up another yard and let him come out. Mrs. Huo moved over!"

Jiang Suizhou hummed and took another sip of tea.

He thought, it's better to move closer to him. After all, he only accepted the suggestions of those two staff members, and he has to run to Huo Wugui here these days...

He had a drink of tea.

Doesn't the Anyin Hall where he lives have many vacant houses?

Not only can I see Huo Wujiu every day to prevent others from secretly bullying him, but there is also a way to sneak back to his room to sleep. After passing it to the ears of the post master and Pang Shao, their goal can also be achieved... Is there anything better than this!

Jiang Suizhou's eyes lit up.

He put down his teacup and opened his mouth lightly.

"No need to clean up," he said. "Move directly to this king."

For a while, the people around who heard this were stunned.

Jiang Suizhou didn't move.

Anyway, the decision made by the lord of the palace doesn't need to be explained to them, just pretends to be unpredictable.

only…

He cast his gaze nonchalantly, and carefully glanced at Huo Wugui from his side.

But stunned.

He saw that under the dim light, Huo Wujiu's complexion was a little abnormal.

He was not listening to what he was saying, one arm was propped up on the armrest of the wheelchair, raising his hand strenuously to support the drooping head.

…sick?