After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Jiang Suizhou stood straight in front of the back master's steps, although there was no expression on his face, he was quite leisurely in his heart.

Want to kill me? I'm sorry, but you don't know what kind of butcher knife is hanging on your neck.

That person can not only save me, but also kill you.

Thinking of this, Jiang Suizhou was so unfavourably looking at the face of the queen.

Although this dead fat man is poisonous, he is stupid, and all his feelings are written on his face. At this moment, his complexion is already very ugly.

He gritted his teeth and was speechless for a long time, staring at Jiang Suizhou closely.

Jiang Suizhou didn't realize it, and he showed some doubts just right, and said, "Brother Emperor?"

After hearing this, the Lord gritted his teeth and opened his mouth.

"Fifth brother finally came back." He said. "But let the emperor brother worry about it."

Jiang Suizhou showed a somewhat embarrassed smile, which fell in the eyes of the back master, which was extremely dazzling.

"Thank you, Brother Huang, for your care." He said. "It's also that the minister's brother has no abilities and can't control a horse."

The queen's eyes were fierce, and it seemed as if he couldn't wait for a sword to kill him in the temple.

But he said: "The fifth brother is in the forest today, what happened?"

Jiang Suizhou sighed pretendingly.

"The horse went crazy when he ran halfway down the road somehow," he said. "The younger brother couldn't hold it, so he kept running, and couldn't stop it at all."

The latter stared at him, "Then how did you stop afterwards?"

Jiang Suizhou seemed to be unable to see the malice in his eyes, smiled, and said quietly: "On the way, he ran into a withered tree and broke the horse's neck, so that his minister was able to stop. It was just that he fell off the horse. I didn't notice it for a while and sprained my foot, so I could only wait where I was. Fortunately, the emperor sent someone to rescue me in time."

Speaking of this, he smiled faintly, casually sighed, and said: "It's really pity for God to turn the danger into barrenness."

The words God's pity fell in Jiang Shunheng's ears, which was a thousand percent irony.

It gave him hope, but in the end no one died, it really lost a lot of face, and it also gave him a kind of humiliation of gains and losses.

And all kinds of reasons, is God pity the sick seed? !

The queen was so angry that his breath became uneven, sitting on the dragon chair and panting, holding the wine glass, wishing to sweep everything on the table to the ground.

...Pang Shao, it's Pang Shao!

My uncle had always promised him before, this time, he would never leave King Jing a little bit alive! He said that he had taken care of everything, and the nets would surely make King Jing "accidentally" die in the forest. He didn't need to worry about anything, he only needed to call King Jing to his side, and then give his horse a whip.

But the person is not dead at all!

The latter was so angry that he couldn't speak, and for a while, he found a reason, and went around looking for Pang Shao.

He had to ask Pang Shao to give him an explanation.

However, his gaze circled around, but Pang Shao's actions were empty, and even the servants who were waiting next to him did not know where he had gone.

"Where's uncle?" The queen asked, ignoring Jiang Suizhou, his face gloomy as water. "I just said to change clothes, why don't you come back for a long time?"

No one answered.

The latter only thought Pang Shao was afraid of sin and avoided.

He trusted his uncle since he was a child, and in the same way, what his uncle has always done is extremely worthy of his trust.

But since this period of time, I don't know if it is because of the increasing age of his uncle, or for other reasons, he has become more and more disappointing.

He would be greedy for his own money in the ancestral temple, and would use someone to murder the veterans of the court, and even his relatives would carry himself and send dragon robes to his house.

The silver, the veteran, and a mere piece of clothing, the master didn’t care about it, but what he couldn’t accept was that his uncle, who had always been sincere to him, would actually lie to him, use him, and save two in front of him. Faces.

This made him feel humiliated and at the same time uneasy.

But today, I believe him so much, he actually...

For a while, it was quiet all around, no one dared to speak out, but secretly looked at the ugly king on the seat.

But at this moment, a small servant ran in all the way and knelt in front of the back main step.

"The emperor!" The man knelt down in the tunnel. "The little one is a minion by the big Situ, the big Situ just went out in a hurry, let the little one come and report to the emperor!"

The back master was cold.

"In a hurry?" he said. "What else is there in a hurry for him?"

He heard the man kneeling and said, "My Majesty, the Great Situ said that there is a difference in the court of His Royal Highness King Jing, and he wants to take someone to investigate it personally!"

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The guards of the brigade carrying lights went all the way up the mountain, lighting up the narrow and delicate mountain roads.

The bright light flooded into the courtyard where King Jing lived.

Meng Qian Yamamoto sat in the yard and took a nap.

The prince went down the mountain without taking anyone, and somehow locked Mrs. Huo in the room, leaving only the medicine boy who had followed him as a servant. He had nothing to do and had nowhere to go, so he had to wait for the prince to come back under the corridor.

This time, he waited until the sky became dark and he was tired of waiting.

At this moment, he heard a great battle.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a large swath of light coming from the mountain road, like a guard of honor from the lord. He quickly got up to meet him, but saw that group of people broke into the door, and the leader was actually Situ Pang Shao.

Meng Qianshan was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"It was actually the great Situ! The small Meng Qianshan was an **** who was attending His Royal Highness King Jing. I wonder if you came late at night for..."

Before he could finish speaking, a guard stepped forward and pushed him aside.

This group of guards were well-trained and aggressive, but in the blink of an eye they guarded the yard so tightly that it was airtight and dripping water.

"Search." Pang Shao ordered in a deep voice.

He had already ordered his men on the way here.

He knew in his heart that all the killers he sent could be in the forest, either the elite of the brigade or the super master. Their honor guards all the way to Tianping Mountain. Because of Huo Wujiu's presence, his guards and spies kept staring at King Jing and his group.

They were all servants of the palace, and they were all very clean.

King Jing's people are definitely not in the team of attendants, so they are definitely following outside of the team. In this case, they will definitely have orders. As long as there are contacts, there will be traces, and there will be clues in letters, tokens, and even devices capable of transmitting messages.

Immediately, following his order, everyone rushed into the room and began to rummaged in the surrounding rooms.

But the group of people who went straight to the main house were stopped by the porch.

"What?" Pang Shao frowned and asked.

I saw the guard under the porch returned and reported: "My lord, the door of the main house... is locked."

Pang Shao blinked and strode towards the main house.

Seeing this, the nearby Meng Qianshan quickly climbed up to follow him and said anxiously with a smile: "My lord, it is unfortunate that the door of the main house was locked by the prince. He said, no one can open this until he comes back. door…"

Pang Shaoli ignored him, so he raised his hand and asked someone to take him away.

Meng Qianshan was agile, hunched forward and hid, a few steps before he pounced on the door, blocking the door.

He knew that even if the prince and Madam Huo had a quarrel in the morning, Madam Huo was still the prince's cusp. Who is Mrs. Huo? The prisoner of war from Beiliang, the man in front of him was the Great Situ of Nanjing.

No matter whether this person is really here to do business today, as long as he sees Madam Huo, he will not make Madam Huo better. If the prince is there, he can protect some more, but the prince is not here...

So I have to let myself be a slave, how long it can be.

But Pang Shao frowned when he heard this.

The door that Jiang Suizhou locked? That is even more suspicious.

He sneered: "Why are your princes locking this door?"

Meng Qianshan hurriedly said: "The adults don't know, the prince has Madam Huo by his side, and he is very jealous of him! This morning, the prince was afraid of the wild mountains, and let Madam Huo run away, so he was jailed. Locked in the room, no one is allowed to open the door except him!"

It was reasonable, but Pang Shao knew that he couldn't let go of his chance.

"Come here, pull him away." He said coldly.

Meng Qianshan did not expect that there was a master in front of him who could not get in. He clawed the door and started to make trouble, crying and crying: "My lord, help! The prince gave a death order. If the slave can't keep this door, the prince will come back. But take the head of the minion!"

However, he was hard to beat four hands with both fists, but for a moment, he was pulled aside and stood firmly in place.

Several guards slammed into the door, and after several loud noises, the door suddenly slammed open.

The crowd rushed into the room, and Pang Shao also stepped in.

There was silence in the room, candles gleaming around, and a tall figure sitting in a wheelchair, raising his eyes to look at him quietly.

Huo Wujiu.

As soon as his gaze fell on Huo Wujiu's body, Pang Shao felt an inexplicable intuition in his heart.

The servants around King Jing are indeed innocent and have little effort, but he has forgotten this one.

Although King Jing's back house had a few of his eyeliners, King Jing was cautious and failed to let him stuff people into the yard where he lived.

Therefore, since Huo Wujiu was shut by him, he broke the news of Huo Wujiu.

That's it...

Is it possible that Huo Wujiu will be kept by Jiang Suizhou, and it is Huo Wujiu who rescued Jiang Suizhou today?

Although Pang Shao thinks it is unlikely, if Huo Wujiu, everything has an explanation.

After all, there are very few people in the world who can be an enemy of Tang Gui, his subordinate. If Jiang Suizhou has the ability to raise such a person, he would never believe it.

Pang Shao stared at him closely, as if to see some clues from him.

Huo Wujiu quietly raised his head and looked at him directly.

"Something?" Huo Wujiao said quietly.

I saw Pang Shao staring at him for a long time, and after a while, he slowly smiled.

"It's nothing," he said. "I'm just thinking, it's a pity, if General Huo's legs can stand up, they must be a master against ten."

With more than a dozen words per enemy, he slowed down his speech, speaking meaningfully.

Huo Wujiu glanced at him lightly, then lowered his eyes, and did not respond to him.

With only one look, it was like a needle, which made Pang Shao feel uncomfortable.

He felt a sense of humiliation of condescending contempt.

"I have a doubt today, and I still need you to solve it." He slowly said.

Fortunately, he was well prepared, and brought an imperial doctor to follow when he came. Hearing what he said at this time, the imperial physician hurriedly stepped forward and stood by.

Without noticing it, Huo Wujiu's expression with his eyes downcast slightly condensed, as if he heard something.

After a pause, he still lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at Pang Shao.

He raised one corner of his mouth and let out a very contemptuous grin.

"You deserve it too?"

The densely packed guards all over heard these three words in their ears.

Pang Shao only felt a bang in his head. Throughout the night, the astonishment of the failure of the scheme, the anger of hurting the love general, the irritation of the emperor's reaction, and the anger of the King Jing turned into anger, like dry wood piled in one place, fell on A spark.

Burned up.

Pang Shao sneered inwardly.

He wants to pretend to be in front of King Jing, to be low in front of the emperor's eyes, and now, is he still despised by this defeated general?

He waved back the imperial doctor who had been specially brought, stepped forward, lifted his leg, and kicked into Huo Wujiu's wheelchair.

"I just wanted to see if your leg really broke."