After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Jiang Suizhou scolded him in his heart.

Kneel you? Break your leg, try it on your knees.

He raised his head to look at the back lord, his gaze swept all the way, and he saw that most of the courtiers around him were gloating and looking at him in time.

For them, watching the latter make things difficult for him and Huo Wujiu, it must be the show they have been waiting for for a long time.

He paused, stood up, Shi Shiran turned around and bowed to the back master.

"My wife is rude, and ask the emperor brother to forgive me." He said.

When the master heard this, he slowly chewed the **** in his mouth and smiled lazily: "Well, forgive me. But how do you plan to let me forgive me?"

Jiang Suizhou glanced at Huo Wujiu beside him.

"Although the legs and feet of this thing are inconvenient, there must be no less." His eyes were cold and contemptuous, as if he had been provoked by muddy things, and his tone was somewhat impatient and disgusting.

As he said, he raised his eyes to look back at Meng Qianshan, and said.

"Don't take him over yet? Even if he is dragging, let him knock his head on the emperor brother."

The last few words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.

It is not difficult to see that the Royal Highness Jing really hated and disliked the Huo Wujiu who was stuffed into his mansion.

Just like that, lock people in the room and toss them?

The post-master's expression became more and more excited.

And Meng Qianshan, who stood behind the seat, was stunned.

The prince has to pretend to hate Madam Huo, he knows... But, actually want to be true?

This...how can this be good!

But at this moment, he saw Jiang Suizhou frown slightly, looking at him coldly.

"Be careful with your hands and feet," he said. "Don't let the dirty blood from his legs get on the carpet, and make the emperor's brother unhappy with the white."

The grand banquet in the palace, especially the birthday of the emperor, never shows the slightest bit of blood, which is always the exquisiteness of the Jing Dynasty.

Hearing this, the postmaster really asked: "What dirty blood?"

Jiang Suizhou glanced at Meng Qianshan, blinked slowly, and then said quietly: "It's nothing, just be careful."

After speaking, he looked at Meng Qianshan again.

"Dare to get a little bit on the ground, this king wants your head."

Meng Qianshan jumped in surprise, and the next moment he met Jiang Suizhou's eyes.

He was immediately blessed to the soul.

Yes, yes, yes... The prince mentioned him before going out today!

Meng Qianshan quickly turned around and knelt down towards the master with a puff.

"Your Majesty, help! Madam's leg... Yesterday, I asked the prince to give it to the prince... The prince was not careful! The wound on Madam's leg now bleeds when touched, and it still hasn't scarred... Dare to mess with the emperor!"

He was trembling and trembling, and everyone immediately heard that it must be Jiang Suizhou who abused others yesterday, and he took off his play, and played more crippledly for others.

The post master was quite refreshed.

Sure enough, the uncle was right. The most interesting thing is not to beat the dogs, but to put two dogs in a circle and watch them bite each other.

but……

Shuangguishuang, but it really made Huo Wujiu **** kowtow at his banquet. He couldn't do it. He wasn't afraid of the fate of his ancestors, but because of inauspiciousness, he was afraid that God would have eyes and jeopardize his life. .

But the face that should be regained cannot be lost.

The rear master smiled a little deeper, his eyes circled between Jiang Suizhou and Huo Wujiu.

Finally, he looked at Jiang Suizhou.

"Forget it. Bloody, I am not such an unreasonable person," he said.

Jiang Suizhou let out a sigh of relief, but did not forget to show a bit of unwillingness on his face.

He even stared at Huo Wugui coldly.

But before he was completely relieved, the master spoke again.

"However, since he is your concubine, the two of you are more or less one and the same?" The master said with a smile.

Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes to look at him.

Seeing that the master smiled triumphantly, he said, "You kneel for him."

All the courtiers all sat on the seats, all eyes were staring at him.

...... The latter clearly took the opportunity to step on his face again.

Jiang Suizhou took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

He knew that this dead faint king got Pang Shao's guidance and would never let it go.

Forget it, for the sake of Huo Wujiu, did he suffer less from the postmaster? It's just a shame to kowtow too much now, it's not a big deal.

He quickly completed his mental construction, never forgetting to show an embarrassing look on his face, looking at the back master, and only waiting for the back master to force him again, he drove the duck on the shelf and knocked the head.

But at this moment, there was a low voice in the silent hall.

"Why should he do it for me?"

With a bit of contempt.

Jiang Suizhou was taken aback.

What is Huo Wujiao doing!

He looked back in surprise, and the officials in the palace also looked at Huo Wujiu.

He saw Huo Wu Jiuduan sitting on the wheelchair, raising his head, and looking at the back master.

At this moment, he slightly raised the corner of his lips, lazily showing a provocative smile to the queen.

For a moment, as if the sun was shining into a deep valley, that public and sharp appearance, like a battle flag re-raised by the wind, like a beacon on the city, suddenly shining brightly.

It seemed that this should be his original appearance, freshly clothed and angry, proud and sharp.

Jiang Suizhou heard Huo Wugui continue to say.

"I, Huo Wujiu, as a minister, only kneel down on my own monarch." He said slowly. "What qualifications does he have to replace me?"

The rising tail sound is steady and proud.

The queen master suddenly became so angry that his eyes widened.

"Your monarch?" He gritted his teeth. "You Huo, you are originally my courtier of Dajing, and my watchdog. What monarch do you have?"

Seeing Huo Wujiao as if he heard some joke, he laughed and shook his head.

Jiang Suizhou saw Huo Wugui smile for the first time.

A bit wild, but extremely dazzling, like a blade buried in the sand, reflecting the brilliance of the sun.

"Even if the Huo family is a guard dog, now, it is not driven by you." He said. "The ancestors have said that the North will reject foreign enemies in order to guard Yecheng-the emperor. Three years ago, Yecheng was lost by your father."

After the lord was trembling with anger.

He is embarrassed to say? Yecheng was beaten down by his self-proclaimed loyal Huo family!

This is clearly slapped him in the face. He couldn't wait for someone to immediately tie Huo Wujiu down, chop up pieces to feed the dog.

But it doesn't work. My uncle said, this person is still useful. Besides, only by keeping him alive can he be tortured and make him worse than death...

The posterior main eye was about to split, and after taking a few deep breaths, he looked at Pang Shao as if he asked for help.

And Jiang Suizhou, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs, was already so happy that he could hardly hide the corners of his mouth.

Although he knew that since the master left Huo Wujiu's life, he would not easily kill him, but he did not expect that Huo Wujiu would actually rely on this to openly challenge the latter at the banquet.

Was he so irritating? It's no wonder that if you don't talk at all, it turns out to be clumsy!

Jiang Suizhou only felt very happy, but he still clearly remembered that he needed to say something at this time, otherwise, if he didn't speak, the lord would take action.

Even if you don't kill Huo Wugui, he won't have a good end today. Jiang Suizhou grabbed the jade lamp on the table and slammed it directly on the table in front of Huo Wujiu.

A small jade cup was not lethal, but it suddenly smashed on the corner of the table, and a sharp sound was enough to startle everyone around.

Jiang Suizhou turned to him, gritted his teeth, his expression gloomy, and seemed to hide a bit of anger.

"Very good." He paused, and even because of his extremely weak body, his breath began to tremble.

"It seems that the king hasn't taught you how to shut up."

The last few words, gritted his teeth, were creepy and gloomy.

All the officials felt that if it hadn't been the feast of the queen at this time, the furious King Jing would have rushed forward and grabbed Huo Wujiu's neck.

When the master saw this, his anger was finally pressed for two points.

Yes, there is also King Jing, there is no need for him to do it himself, which ruined his birthday celebration.

Huo Wujiao dared to speak so loudly, and when he returned to Prince Jing's Mansion, he would definitely not be able to survive or die.

Under the high platform, his uncle also shook his head slightly at him, in order to let him press down on his anger, so as not to get angry.

He gritted his teeth and squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

"Disappointment," he said. "Okay, I'm hungry, let's have a banquet."

Suddenly, the courtiers hurriedly raised their glasses nonchalantly, the silk and bamboo orchestra sounded, and a magnificent peaceful music sounded immediately, as if desperately driving away the talented swords.

The latter took a sip of wine.

strange.

Although a dog bites a dog, it looks so bloody, but how can you always feel that...they bite together, and instead make yourself less of a profit?

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Jiang Suizhou could vaguely see why Huo Wujiu did this.

He couldn't believe it.

Could it be that Huo Wujiu really took such a big risk, just to prevent him from kowtowing this head to the postmaster alone?

Huo Wujiu definitely knows better than him. The postmaster is a **** regardless of occasion. It is very likely that in a rage, he will be dragged back to the jail for cramps and skinning in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

Jiang Suizhou's heart was quite shaken.

But he didn't dare to look at Huo Wugui with one more glance.

He still had to put on a cold look at this moment, taking Huo Wugui on his side as air. He didn't take a few mouthfuls of the dishes on his table, only occasionally drank a glass of wine.

And the officials in the palace did not dare to provoke him. When you came and went to toast, you also tacitly avoided Jiang Suizhou's table case.

On the contrary, Jiang Suizhou saved a lot of trouble.

The rain outside the door was pattering, and there was no sign of it. Amidst the shining lights, the arrogances interlaced, and gradually, everyone became drunk.

Some ministers began to step forward and toast the latter.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Suizhou listened boredly to their happy birthday greetings, occasionally glanced at Huo Wugui from the corner of his light, and involuntarily repeated what had just happened in his heart.

At this moment, he heard a voice from the front of the stairs.

The population was quite good. He chatted for a long time without finishing his congratulations. Jiang Suizhou was a little surprised when he heard it, and he glanced lightly.

...Chen Ti?

It was the person who asked his wife to hand over the post to Huo Wujiao so that he could enjoy the flowers.

Jiang Suizhou took a sip from his teacup.

Speaking of flattering, this person is indeed a good player of all kinds, and it is no wonder that he can mix well with Pang Shao.

But at this moment, he heard Chen Ti who had drunk the wine in the glass and then opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty, I'm overjoyed today, the minister is brazen, and wants to ask your Majesty for grace." He said with a grin.

Then the Lord asked: "What? You say it."

Seeing Chen Ti holding the cup, he smiled.

"A few days ago, Jianjing handed a post to Prince Jing's Mansion, wanting to invite Madam Huo to enjoy the flowers. But Madam Huo came here for the first time, and she was a little cautious, so she retired this post."

As he said, he turned his head and looked at Jiang Suizhou's table with a smile.

"Jian Jingsheng was afraid of neglecting His Royal Highness King Jing, so he made a special trip to ask his majesty to ask his majesty. After half a month, Mrs. Zhunhuo will come to the minister's humble house for this flower-seeing banquet."