After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Huo Wujiu didn't know how this Highness King Jing, who was obviously frustrated outside and came back drunk by himself, had time to care about whether his leg hurts or not.

However, this man was lying softly in his arms at this time, his eyes were loose, staring at him madly, and immediately softened his heart, as if he had been lightly poked in his weakness.

It seemed that even taking it to him was a little drunk.

He paused and whispered: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Jiang Suizhou still stared at him and said, "But it's raining outside."

Huo Wujiu took a deep breath.

For the first time, he felt that a drunk person was so difficult, but for the first time, he felt that a person is clearly so difficult, but not at all annoying.

He slowly said patiently: "So you get wet. Get up and go change your clothes."

Jiang Suizhou paused before realizing it later: "Oh...I got caught in the rain."

He pressed it casually, and he supported Huo Wujiu's shoulder, struggling to stand up. But once a drunk person loses his strength, it will be difficult to retrieve that energy, so he has tried several times to no avail.

Going back and forth, on the contrary, it seemed to be daunting and acting like a baby in Huo Wujiu's arms.

Huo Wujiu's face gradually turned a little ugly.

Suddenly, Jiang Suizhou felt that his arm was being held firmly, lifted him up, and straightly picked him up.

Then, the man held him with one hand and controlled the wheelchair with the other hand. He held him all the way and brought him to the side of the bed. He held him with one hand and seated him on the bed.

"Change the clothes first," the man said.

Jiang Suizhou asked him to carry it all the way, only to feel dizzy on the top of his head. When sitting on the bed, he couldn't distinguish the north, south, east and west.

But he was obedient. Hearing what Huo Wujiu said, he awkwardly took off his wet robe and threw it to the ground.

"It's not too wet..." While taking it off, he murmured softly in his mouth.

After doing this, he no longer had the strength, and he leaned aside and leaned against the bedpost in a sense of dignity.

Seeing that his shirt was dry, Huo Wujiu didn't want to catch the cold, so he didn't force him anymore, pressing the wheelchair under his hand, he wanted to return to his couch.

However, Jiang Suizhou, who was leaning on the bed, sighed softly.

It was light, but he could hear the tiredness and confusion he wanted to hide.

Huo Wujiao's hand stopped when he was going to shake the wooden wheel.

He turned his head and looked at Jiang Suizhou.

He saw Jiang Suizhou leaning on his side, with his forehead resting on the bed frame, his eyes down, silently not knowing what he was thinking.

Under the warm lights, the surroundings were extremely quiet. The jewels and splendor were all around, this man was clearly sitting in his territory, but he seemed to be floating in the air, helpless.

"...What's the matter?" Huo Wujiao, who has never been nosy, asked in a mysterious way.

Jiang Suizhou paused for a moment before realizing that Huo Wujiu was talking to him.

He opened his eyes, and under the candlelight, those eyes were shining with little water.

"I'm hurting someone." When he said this, his voice was a little choked. "He was framed because of me."

Huo Wujiu probably knew who he was, after all, he was also there when Meng Qianshan ran in early this morning.

"It has nothing to do with you." Huo Wugui said.

Even though he has been in the army all the year round, he knows that in the struggle against you and me in the court, some innocent people will always be sacrificed. Even if that person was not sacrificed because of Jiang Suizhou, it is extremely difficult to keep his life wisely and wisely. .

Jiang Suizhou shook his head.

"I killed it," he said. "I must rescue him."

Speaking of this, he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes blinked, and a drop of tear suddenly rolled from his eye socket.

Huo Wujiu panicked for no reason, his hands and feet were a little cramped.

As the tears slipped, his eyebrows suddenly tightened, and the hands that were originally on his knees were also clenched into fists.

"If you want to save, save, why cry?" Huo Wugui said.

After a pause, he said, "Don't you know how to save it?"

Although he doesn't know much about Nanjing Chaotang, the case of corruption has always been very flexible. After all, the flow of a sum of money has to go through the hands of many people, and it is not too difficult to rescue a person who has been slandered from it.

Jiang Suizhou shook his head and looked up at Huo Wujiu.

He didn't seem to notice that he was crying. At this moment, he looked at Huo Wujiu full of tears, and he didn't even wipe the teardrops on his face.

With such gaze, Huo Wujiu's chest was a little boring, but his heart somehow became alive inexplicably, and he immediately followed, jumping very fiercely. Staring at Huo Wujiu for a while, Jiang Suizhou sighed softly.

"Huo Wujiu, when will your legs get better?"

Huo Wujiu didn't have any expression on his face, only the tightened jaw showed some emotion.

…People who drink too much talk upside down.

After a while, he said that he was going to save an irrelevant person, and after a while he wanted to restore his leg. When this person drank too much, it was like the whole world's nosy, he would have to take care of it all.

However, he was not bothered when the nosy was on his head.

He seems to have gotten used to the stupid appearance of this stupid rabbit putting himself first in everything.

After a moment of silence, he raised his hand and wiped away the tears on Jiang Suizhou's face with the rough knuckles.

It was as if to erase all the things that made him worry.

"Okay," he said. "sleep."

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After Jiang Suizhou drank too much, although he was dizzy, he was obedient. When Huo Wujiu let him sleep, he lay down obediently, letting Huo Wujiu put down the bed net for him, and turned off the light in the room.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Suizhou was still thinking in a mess, if Huo Wujiu's legs would heal right away, how good would it be?

Let him quickly kill Pang Shaona, change the course of history, and make this person's death earlier.

Thinking about this, Jiang Suizhou fell asleep dazedly.

He slept quite deep this time, and when he opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.

The sun shining on his face made Jiang Suizhou narrow his eyes. He only felt a little headache in his head, and when he sat up, he was still a little dizzy.

…I really drank too much yesterday.

His memory only stays when he is still in the wine shop, and when the cold wind blows out, people are fragmented. He sat on the bed and rubbed his head, but he couldn't remember how he went back to the house yesterday.

Just then, Meng Qianshan came in.

Seeing that Jiang Suizhou was awake, Meng Qianshan quickly ordered the maid to bring the sober soup, and hurriedly greeted him: "Is the prince awake?"

Jiang Suizhou rubbed his forehead and nodded.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly said: "Where is the prince uncomfortable? At this morning, you can go to bed again. The Ministry of Rites is now an adult from the criminal department who is going to investigate the case. An adult will report this morning, saying that the prince is today No need to go to work."

Hearing the word ritual, Jiang Suizhou paused, but shook his head.

"Don't sleep anymore," he said.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly responded, took the sober soup from the maid beside him, and delivered it to Jiang Suizhou.

"The prince has a bowl of soup first." He said.

Jiang Suizhou responded and took the hangover soup.

After a few mouthfuls of soup, his spirit table was a bit clearer, and it was not so expensive in front of him.

He began to quietly think about Ji You.

Ji You was imprisoned because of him, and he must not leave it alone, but now he is weak and there are not many people who can take advantage of it. Now Pang Shao's spearhead is directed at Ji You, the enemy is strong and we are weak, which is really a very difficult thing to do.

Therefore, he must find the advantage he can use, try to start from the dark, and hit the opponent by surprise.

In this case... he might have to use the two "concubines" in his house.

Gu Changyun seems to have a very flexible mind. Although he is not loyal, he holds his handle in his hand; Xu Du has talked frankly with him, and also raises some dead men for him. If he wants to start from the dark, these People may be able to use...

At this moment, Jiang Suizhou heard the sound of Lulu's wheelchair.

He looked up and saw that Huo Wujiu had just finished washing and was coming out of the back room. The hair on his forehead was stained with drops of water, and the sun shone, and it looked shining.

Seeing Jiang Suizhou watching him, Huo Wujiu turned his head and glanced at him calmly.

"Wake up?" He heard Huo Wugui ask.

Yes... I came back drunk yesterday without knowing what I did. But Huo Wujiu had been in this room all the time, and he knew exactly what he did yesterday.

Jiang Suizhou's heart was a little cramped and a little bit bottomless, carefully looking at Huo Wujiu's expression.

You shouldn't say anything that shouldn't be said, right?

Xu is that the sun is good today. When he looked at Huo Wujiu's expressionless face, he only felt that he was in a good mood.

I thought I didn't provoke him yesterday.

At this time, Jiang Suizhou was relieved. He was waited by Meng Qianshan to change his robes and cleaned the alcohol on his body before he sat down at the table comfortably.

Huo Wujiu sat opposite him.

The two have lived together for a few days, and they have developed some natural tacit understanding in such trivial matters. The day was bright and beautiful outside the window, and the two of them started breakfast relatively silently. For a time, there was a touch of tranquility and warmth.

Jiang Suizhou didn't have a good appetite because he drank alcohol, so he only drank half a bowl of porridge, and then put down his chopsticks.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly stepped forward, handing him a bronze basin for washing his hands, and asked: "Wang Ye, should I go to the Yamen or the study?"

Jiang Suizhou pondered for a moment, remembering his plan this morning.

Without further ado.

"Never go," he said. "You send someone to Gu Changyun's room now and say a word. This king will come to him soon and let him prepare."

This... early in the morning?

Meng Qianshan glanced at Jiang Suizhou cautiously, his gaze floated on Huo Wujiu's face again, and he responded cautiously, and then retreated.

Jiang Suizhou picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

But before the tea was delivered to his mouth, he heard a crisp sound of "dang", the sound was not loud, but it was very abrupt, and Jiang Suizhou's hands shook with fright.

He looked up and saw that Huo Wujiu put down the bowl blankly, turned his wheelchair, and walked away blankly.

...Stop eating?

Jiang Suizhou looked at the bowl he placed on the table.

Huo Wujiu has always had a good appetite, and the food in his bowl is never wasted. But today, he clearly left more than half of the porridge in his bowl, and the staple food and vegetables on the table were obviously only half moved.

He turned his head in surprise and looked at Huo Wujiu who had entered the bedroom.

I saw him just now and thought he was in a good mood. Why did he suddenly pull his face off at this moment, as if who had provoke him?

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