After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Huo Wujiu didn't know, it turned out that Jiang Suizhou was able to toss like this after drinking too much.

However, after half a jar of wine, Jiang Suizhou was drunk and began to talk more.

He seemed to be quite proud of what happened today, and he told Huo Wugui all his arrangements for the past few days. As he became more and more drunk, his memory became worse, and he began to talk about what he had said.

Although he talks a lot, his voice is gentle, clearly drunk, but the warm wind is blowing on his face, with a whispering gentleness.

Huo Wujiu answered patiently from the side, seeing that he gradually began to crooked, and his speech was also uncomfortable.

Thinking that he would go back for a while, Huo Wujiu regretted that he didn't change the cup, and when he poured wine, his subordinates grasped the measure.

However, it was quickly discovered by Jiang Suizhou.

His eyes were a little hazy, with a little water, and he pointed to the two wine bowls on the table.

"It's too unfair, right?" he said.

The bowl in front of Huo Wujiu was full, and the bowl in front of him just covered the bottom of the bowl perfunctorily.

Huo Wujiu fooled him and said: "This is what you just drank the rest."

Seeing Jiang Suizhou staring at the bowl for a long while, as if thinking of something, he smiled dimly.

"Forgot." He said slowly. "Sorry, I was rude."

then. Before Huo Wujiu stopped, he picked up the wine on the table and drank it all in one go.

Huo Wujiu couldn't help but his eyebrows twitched.

It's so deceitful and so real. If you drink with someone outside, isn't it too easy to bully.

Seeing that his wine bowl was empty, Huo Wujiu poured a little for him again, still only a small amount, which could cover the bottom of the bowl.

Jiang Suizhou said a few more words, then gave a suspicious voice, and looked at his bowl.

"I didn't finish it just now?" he asked.

As he said, he stretched out his hand to get the bowl.

Huo Wujiu quickly reached out and pressed his wrist, took the jade bowl out of his hand, and put it a little farther.

"You just said, how did Zhao Dunting cry with Jiang Shunheng?" He changed the subject.

"Ah." Jiang Suizhou immediately threw the wine bowl behind his head, his face stained with a smile.

"The Minister of the Central Government said that he was kneeling under His Majesty Dan, and he started crying as soon as he knelt down, and the tears fell away. The emperor was shocked, thinking that someone was dead in his family."

As he said, he raised his eyebrows happily, and said.

"He only treats him as a good performer, and he does it without knowing it. No one can hold the handle, right? I don't know that the mantis is behind the cicada and the oriole..."

What he said is the third or fourth time that Huo Wujiu has heard it tonight.

He has not always been a patient person. When his subordinates report something to him, they must think about it in advance, for fear of not being concise enough to irritate him.

But he was unexpectedly very fond of listening to Jiang Suizhou's words.

Xu is the drunk King Jing, who has forgotten any disguise, revealing the gentle and light lining under the fox's skin. Or maybe it was because he was good at speaking. Unlike others, he was always a little bit like a gentleman who gave lectures, with the slowness of those scholars, which made people very comfortable.

Or maybe...

His joy was a sincere joy, and his eyes were full of light, which made people especially like watching.

Huo Wujiao gradually drank the rest of the wine.

Until the branches of the moon, the lights outside were all extinguished. Even though Huo Wujiu controlled it again and again, Jiang Suizhou was completely drunk, with his arms on the table and his head buried in his elbows, only a pair of shiny eyes were exposed, and he looked at Huo Wujiu vaguely. .

He stopped talking and just looked at him quietly.

Huo Wujiu's throat rolled indistinctly, and he picked up the wine bowl on the table and drank it with his head up.

He listened to Jiang Suizhou's voice lazily, with a real smile.

"It's great, Huo Wugui," he said.

Huo Wujiu looked at him.

I saw Jiang Suizhou closing his eyes and burying his face in his arms, like a small animal looking for a place to sleep in his den.

"It's been a long time since no one spoke with me." His voice was almost whispered. "I'm very lonely, fortunately I have you."

—

The lights on Pang Shao's Mansion were brightly lit until the third watch.

Pang Shao stood under the porch with his hands in his hands, the courtyard full of green calyx plum blossoms like clouds on the top of a mountain, glowing with a bit of warm light under the shining of the red lanterns.

"Have you come back?" Pang Shao slowly said while looking down at the person kneeling in front of him.

The subordinate knelt before him, not daring to lift his head.

"Subordinates are incompetent!" he said. "The subordinates have sent someone to look for it again, and the brothers will definitely be able to return to the team tonight!"

Pang Shao stared at him, and after a while, sneered.

"You are really incompetent," he said. "However, those things must be even more incompetent."

The subordinate was shocked.

Then Pang Shao let out a sigh of relief, said.

"Don't look for it anymore," he said. "By this hour, those who can come back will have come back long ago."

The subordinate's head was buried lower.

"Get the penalty yourself." Pang Shao finished speaking and turned and entered the room.

Only the subordinate was left to kowtow again and again under the order: "Xie Da Situ reward, thank Da Situ reward!"

The door opened, and a bright light shone on him for a moment, and followed the closed door, leaving him in the dark.

In the room, several Pang party officials stood in front of their seats, looking at Pang Shao.

I saw Pang Shaozi sitting down.

"Ability," he said. "I have never seen such a capable person before. Today, I have seen it."

An official next to him hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Da Situ, your assassin didn't even leave a living?"

Pang Shao said nothing.

Seeing him acquiesce, the man walked around in place for a few times and hesitated: "You shouldn’t be! Your lord, your assassin skills are so good. We all know that when you never missed your hand, this time the entire army was wiped out. Yes...who would it be!"

Pang Shao heard the words and stared at the beating candlelight on the table.

"It's not all useless," he said. "At least it confirms my guess, it proves that someone has been eyeing Zhao Dunting and moved his hands and feet on his house."

An official next to him hurriedly said: "However, without catching people, it is impossible to prove who did this thing! Today's things, everything is so natural, the person who did this thing, but hides it afterwards, let People can't find him at all."

Seeing that Pang Shao was silent for a long time, his hand fell on the tea cup on the table.

"Guessing doesn't need evidence," he said. "It's enough if I know who it is in my heart."

He slowly turned his fingers on the lid of the tea cup, turned his head to the side, and his gaze fell on the south side.

That is the direction of Qinghefang.

"Who first contributed to the flames, who was finally proud, and who was secretly competing with me, and formed a beam with me... I know it very clearly in my heart." He said slowly.

His voice was flat, gnashing his teeth in the slightest, but chilled the spine of the people around him.

When everyone heard what he said, they knew that he didn't intend to say it clearly.

No one dared to ask, only one official stepped forward cautiously and changed the subject: "Yes, Da Situ's heart is like a mirror, and the lower officials are relieved. But the emperor... is there anything we can do?"

The emperor had such a bad temper towards the Great Situ today, and all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty knew it.

Even the emperor didn't even call his uncle today, and called Da Situ's first name for the first time.

Everyone knows that the great Situ is now so famous and majestic, but relying on the one sitting on the throne, he willingly obeyed his words.

Seeing Pang Shao sneer, he picked up the tea cup and opened the lid.

"What happened today is that Zhao Dunting was at odds with Qi Min. When he harmed him, he borrowed my name and tried to plant him on me. But it's just the truth. How can I tell the Lord to teach you?"

Several officials bowed and saluted him, indicating that they knew what to do.

Pang Shao lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea.

With just one mouthful, he put down the teacup and looked down at the rippling tea in the cup quietly.

"The superb Mingqian Longjing was ruined in a perfect way," he said.

An attendant on the side hurriedly responded.

Seeing Pang Shao put the tea cup on the table, he cried.

"Go ask who made it." He said lightly.

"Spent such a good tea, it's time to pay for it."

—

After Jiang Suizhou fell drunk, he couldn't get up on the table.

Huo Wujiu shook the wheelchair and walked to his side. He reached out and held his arm to help him up. He saw that Jiang Suizhou couldn't open his eyes, and his body was even weaker. Following his strength, he swayed against him.

He changed from lying on the table to leaning on his arm.

Huo Wujiu seemed to be spotted on the acupuncture points, and he froze in place for a while, his entire arm was numb all the way, and the left side of his heart was unconscious.

He stopped in his throat when he wanted to raise his voice to call Meng Qianshan in.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his head and looked at Jiang Suizhou who was leaning in his arms.

The light illuminates his eyelashes slightly golden, and his lips are stained with strong wine and glowing with moist water.

Huo Wujiu's throat rolled up and down.

At this moment, Jiang Suizhou, who was leaning on his arm, seemed to feel uncomfortable. He moved his body and plunged into Huo Wujiu's arms. An unconscious hum fell from his throat lightly into Huo Wujiu's ears.

Huo Wujiu's ears burned.

The heart that was originally numb, suddenly burst into a flame, and slammed straight into his mind.

With a bang, it seemed that a string had been burnt.

Huo Wujiu shook the hand of Jiang Suizhou's arm and shook slightly.

He suddenly realized something clearly.

Jiang Suizhou really didn't think much of him, but he seemed to...

He stared at Jiang Suizhou closely.

It seems that he didn't know when, he had a dirty mind about Jiang Suizhou.

He has been in a pile of men since he was young, and he has been playing and making trouble. He must have been disgusted with such thoughts. However, in his heart now, there was only a faint feeling of near hometown.

He has never liked anything in particular, and has always been indifferent to everything.

He had never had such a turbulent exclusivity and overwhelming affection, and even because these emotions were too ferocious, he was in disbelief, rushing out of fear.

It turns out that people will become cowards before the things they love extremely.

He lowered his head and looked at the person quietly. Under the light, he seemed to have become a sculpture, and he didn't dare to move at all.

Until Jiang Suizhou moved in his arms.

Huo Wujiu seemed to have just reacted, it was extremely late. He raised his eyes to the door, moved his lips, but made no sound.

He has never read a sage book, does not understand what it means to not deceive in a dark room, and no one has taught him. In a place where no one is there, he has to suppress his own nature and make the choices he should make.

The evil dragon wants to guard his treasure tonight.

He retracted his gaze, and when he closed his arm, he actually hugged this person in his arms. He leaned forward slightly, holding Jiang Suizhou straight, and got up from the wheelchair.

He just got up, walking very hard.

However, he held Jiang Suizhou slowly but steadily, walked slowly to the side of the bed, and placed him on his bed.

At the moment when he hit the pillow, Jiang Suizhou opened his eyes dimly.

Seeing that it was Huo Wujiu, he showed a slow smile.

"Huo Wujiu." His voice was extremely soft, almost only his lips were moving.

"I won't let you kill me." He was so drunk that he was so dizzy that he actually told Huo Wujiu what he really wanted.

But before the clothes rubbed, Huo Wujiu only listened to it.

"Huo Wujiu, I won't let you die." He heard Jiang Suizhou say like this.

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