After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

For a while, there was silence all around, and only Qin Liu's sobbing voice was left, which was also tremblingly suppressed by her.

Chen Li was stunned for a moment before he greeted him with a strong smile and said, "Hall of King Jing is down? His Royal Highness hadn't notified him in advance. At this time, our house is full of female relatives, and the concubine body has not prepared..."

The young man hurriedly said, "His Royal Highness said, said..."

"No need to prepare."

But at this moment, a clear and cold voice came from behind him.

Everyone hurriedly looked there.

Then I saw a noble young son, supported by a small servant, slowly walking into the garden.

It was clearly a spring day when a hundred flowers blossomed, but he was wrapped in a snow-white cloak, and his neckline was decorated with a circle of white fur. This person has wide sleeves and fluttering, wearing a jade crown, and when he slowly approaches, he looks like a **** walking down the cloud, with a noble and indecent demeanor.

But when he looked at his exquisitely exquisite face, he felt that there was a bit of charm in the arrogance, like a white fox that had only become a fine.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly got up and saluted him.

That person is Jiang Suizhou.

Seeing the girl in the garden full of Yingyingyanyan saluting him, he raised his hand and motioned for them to get up.

He scanned the garden without a trace, and then paused on Qin Liu's body.

really. He thought.

He knew that Chen Ti tried his best to get Huo Wujiu to his house and would not do nothing. However, he did not expect that Chen Ti would be able to save himself so much, in order to toss Huo Wugui, he would be able to make such a move of losing his wife and breaking down.

He quietly glanced at Huo Wugui.

Unsurprisingly, this person was still indifferent, and even when he came, he didn't even look at him.

But fortunately, seeing that the crying woman is quite far away from Huo Wujiu, she must be trying to corrupt him. The situation is not too bad.

Jiang Suizhou had a general idea of ​​the current situation, walked slowly in front of Chen Li, and stopped at a position three steps away from her.

"Come here without telling me, I'm bothering Mrs. Chen." He said slowly.

Chen Li hurriedly saluted him, and smiled forcefully: "What is the prince saying? You are willing to come, to teach the humble house and flourish..."

Jiang Suizhou looked around the garden of the Chen Mansion.

His own house is indeed quite simple and ordinary, and he can't compare with the golden houses that he bought with money from ink.

"Humble House..." Jiang Suizhou pointed out, with a meaningful smile on his face.

Chen Li's heart was a little flustered inexplicably.

Seeing Jiang Suizhou's conversation, he smiled lightly: "Pengxun will not be radiant. This king is here today, but he is not at ease with the people in the house. Come and see if he wants to trouble you again."

As he said, his gaze slowly patrolled the garden, and finally fell on Qin Liu.

"Now it seems that this king is here at the right time?"

He had a calm tone and sounded quite kind, but he didn't know why, but the hearts of everyone in the courtyard were raised in his throat, and he didn't dare to make any noise.

Qin Liu, shivering in his robe, carefully raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Suizhou.

Seeing that His Royal Highness King Jing, who was not as beautiful as a mortal, gave Huo Wujiu a cold look, and walked forward. The little **** who was following Huo Wujiu immediately understood what he meant, and trot to the ground and moved him an armchair.

The majesty slowly sat down on the grandmaster's chair, the great cloak fluttered, graceful and expensive.

She saw that the highness who was leaning on the chair, his eyes fell on her.

Those eyes were cold and arrogant, like a mortal standing on the clouds and staring down into the dust, but they had an inexplicable charm, as if they wanted to **** people over, and the moths rushed into him.

For a moment, Qin Liu looked at him, only to feel that his breathing had stopped.

But at this moment, she heard that His Royal Highness King Jing speak.

"Talk about it," he said. "What happened."

Qin Liu just woke up like a dream, hurriedly looking at the people around him. But she didn't expect that she only looked at the time of His Royal Highness Jing Jing for a few breaths. The Madam Huo, who had owed her a glance since entering the garden, actually looked at her.

His eyes were cold, his brows were frowning, and he looked down at her as if looking at something dirty.

Qin Liu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

Since His Royal Highness King Jing is here, the development of the situation will definitely change. As for whether the fermentation will be more serious or the major event will be reduced, it depends on the attitude of King Jing.

Now it seems that King Jing deeply hates Huo Wugui, and he only needs to add a fire to make things worse.

She swallowed her saliva, dared to shake off the maids on both sides, greeted her, and knelt down in front of Jiang Suizhou.

"His Royal Highness King Jing." She said with tears in her eyes, sobbing. "The matter involves the reputation of the slave family. Although it happened in the public, the slave family has no face to say it!"

With that said, she couldn't help it, raising her sleeves to wipe her tears, and while wiping tears, she choked up and said, "It's better to let the slave house die, but you will be innocent!"

She knows that men are the ones who eat this set the most.

As long as she shows her weakness and becomes the one who is being bullied, she has to make people feel soft. Men's hearts are inherently biased, and once they become soft, they will become more biased. At that time, what did she say, what would he believe?

Wiping tears, Qin Liu didn't forget to peek at Jiang Suizhou.

But I saw that His Royal Highness Jing, as if he hadn't seen his tears at all, stretched out a slender, white and transparent hand from the cloak, took the hot tea from the **** next to him, and drank it slowly. A bite.

"I don't want to let it go." He said lightly.

Qin Liu was taken aback.

Seeing that His Royal Highness put the tea aside, raised his hand and pointed at the crowd casually, he nodded a lady, and said slowly: "Please this lady to come and tell the king."

Qin Liu was completely dumbfounded.

She actually forgot that the man in front of her was a man who didn't like women. This set of her drama was clearly shown to the blind.

She hurriedly turned her head and saw that he was pointing to the wife that the son of Anguo had married.

She had just contacted the woman, and after chatting for a few words, she realized that she was a young lady spoiled by a high-ranking family, and her married husband spoiled her again. She had never had any hardships in her life, and her mind was as simple as a blank sheet of paper. .

Sure enough, when King Jing called her name, the lady of the world was dumbfounded, looked at King Jing and then at her again, standing there bewildered.

"Just now..." she said carefully, not knowing what to say.

Then Jing Wang smiled lightly at her.

"Madam is fine to tell the truth," he said.

The lady hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "It's nothing, but Aunt Qin didn't stand firm and leaned on Madam Huo. Madam Huo dodged her, and she fell into the lake..."

"Is that so?" Then King Jing asked.

The ladies around looked at each other, and none of them refuted it.

Qin Liu's heart was cold to the bottom of his feet.

When she saw, Jing Wang smiled and nodded at the lady, and then looked at her.

There was a satisfying smile in those fox-like eyes.

Qin Liu seemed to have just remembered at this time.

It seemed that King Jing, who had rushed in aggressively and asked Huo Wujiao to question his guilt, had simply made a vain shot.

He came today to clean up Huo Wujiu.

But everything was so logical, making her miserable.

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On the carriage returning home, there was only the rustling sound of the wheels.

Jiang Suizhou leaned against the carriage of the carriage, breathing a little bit unevenly.

In fact, he was not able to get out of bed until today. The Chen Mansion is not big, and he has no steps. He walked all the way to the garden, and he couldn't stand it long ago.

Fortunately, it was a perfect solution.

He didn't give the victimizing woman a chance to speak, but pointed to a girl he had stared at a long time ago. The girl looked at her young age, dressed in gorgeous gowns, and had all emotions written on her face. She looked like an innocent, strong backstage lady who can't tell lies.

Sure enough, if she exposes the little concubine's lie, she can also let the main house deal with her on the spot as it should.

Although not terrible, she ruined her reputation.

Because of such a farce, he could also take Huo Wujiu away in advance, without having to stay there to smell the choking powdery smell.

Thinking about this, Jiang Suizhou was in a good mood and asked, "Is it okay?"

Now his relationship with Huo Wujiu is not so rigid, and it is natural to talk to him a lot. As long as he starts talking, Huo Wujiu will definitely be able to talk to him...

There was silence.

After Jiang Suizhou's questioning, the carriage became quiet again. Huo Wujiu, who was next to him, didn't say a word as if he hadn't heard him.

Um?

Jiang Suizhou looked at him suspiciously.

What's wrong?

Huo Wujiu, who was sitting there, turned his head and met his gaze coldly.

"Good health?"

The answer was not what he asked, but instead asked him, and suddenly, Jiang Suizhou asked him in a daze.

"What?" He was taken aback.

He saw Huo Wujiu suddenly raising his hand and covering his forehead directly, rudely and directly, messing up the hair on his forehead.

Jiang Suizhou reflexively hid to the side, but the space in the carriage was narrow, and he was not as strong as Huo Wujiao. Before he resisted, he was suppressed, allowing the rough hand to press on his forehead.

After a moment, the hand moved away.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Suizhou got up from the carriage with an uneven breath.

He saw Huo Wujiu who had withdrawn his hand, and even withdrew his gaze, looking forward, his expression was cold and he did not squint.

"A lot better." He said lightly.

Jiang Suizhou felt a little funny for a while, and retorted, "It's not fever. What's the use of touching forehead?"

Huo Wujiu glanced sideways at him.

Jiang Suizhou was weak due to the drug. At this time, he only supported the carriage to sit upright. He didn't know that his pale complexion, unstable breath, and messy hair fell in the eyes of the opponent.

Huo Wujiu paused and opened his mouth before a sound came from his throat.

"Since I can move, I will live in my yard." He said coldly.

"What?" Jiang Suizhou was taken aback.

Although Huo Wujiu is different from an ordinary concubine room, he is at best a prisoner of war held in his own house, but... how can he arrange where he lives so confidently?

Huo Wujiu said in a low voice: "If you are consumed in the concubine room, I will have to be sent back to the sky prison."

After speaking, he turned around and never looked at Jiang Suizhou again.

Jiang Suizhou was taken aback for a moment, then came back to his senses.

OK! This person dared to openly curse himself to death!

Sure enough, Huo Wujiu didn't say anything. When he opened his mouth, most of them wanted to anger people to death.

Jiang Suizhou glanced at him bitterly and sat upright in the carriage.

I won't die! As long as you don't cut my head, I will live a long life!

Thinking like this, he turned his head, looked out the window, and ignored Huo Wugui.

But he didn't see that the hands that Huo Wujiu placed on his knees were tightly clenched into fists.

It was a person, hurriedly resisting the surging jealousy.

Even Huo Wujiu himself couldn’t think of it. Just one glance, just a glance at Jiang Suizhou’s weak and messy appearance, is enough for him to be upset, his eyes are hot, and even irritable that he wants to shoot through that shared Jiang Suizhou’s appearance. Of the person's chest.

In the silence, it seemed that an evil dragon had awakened in his chest.

The dragon was greedy and irritable, his eyes fixed on some treasure.

The author has something to say: Gu Changyun: You may not believe me. If it were not for luck, I would have died eight hundred times earlier.