After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

When Jiang Suizhou heard the words, his heart shook, and then there was a blank in his mind.

He panicked for a while, opened his mouth, and made no sound for a moment.

After a while, he explained in a panic: "No, I'm just..."

Huo Wujiu laughed and stared directly at him.

"I see." He said. "You are just in a moment of urgency, to be honest."

"I……"

When Jiang Suizhou was about to speak, he was interrupted by Huo Wujiu.

He stretched his hand into Jiang Suizhou's quilt, and grasped him with the hand in the quilt.

Suurilihuo Wugui did not pull him less, but every time he held his wrist through his sleeve. This time, it was directly on the back of his hand, grabbing his entire hand into the palm of his hand.

Jiang Suizhou was a little stunned for a while.

Gradually, his consciousness returned to the cage, and he realized what Huo Wugui's action meant.

The palm of that hand was so rough that it was a trace left by years of martial arts practice. That hand was not as calm as its owner's face showed, on the contrary, it was clenched tightly, as if the turbulent emotions could not find an outlet for catharsis, and it gripped his finger bones in pain.

Then, as if not enough, Huo Wujiu pulled his hand out of the bed, wrapped his other hand, and clasped his hand tightly in his hands.

Jiang Suizhou looked at him blankly.

His reaction like this, could it be to himself...

For a while, Huo Wujiu Suri's eyes, a smile, and sometimes even unhappy unhappiness for no reason, even explained.

Jiang Suizhou only felt psychedelic.

How could it be... How could a person like him quietly...?

The shock of this response was so strong that it made him forget for a while even if he was happy.

Huo Wujiu, who was kneeling by the bed, pulled his hand forward and pressed it to his face.

"Why don't you be in a hurry earlier?" His tone was low, as if talking to himself, showing two sillyness for a while. As soon as he said this, he seemed to have overturned his question immediately, and then said to himself. "No, blame me, you actually want you to say it first."

Speaking of this, he frowned unexpectedly and said, "But I didn't even see it at all."

Jiang Suizhou answered in a low voice, "...I didn't see it either."

Huo Wujiu didn't even think about it, and said of course: "Naturally, I can't let you see it. You told me that you are not a broken sleeve. What if I let you see and scared you away? Tied it back."

"Naturally I am not." Jiang Suizhou blurted out. "I just……"

When he said this, he realized what he was talking about, closed his mouth quickly, and swallowed all the words afterwards.

It's really strange. In order to prevent Pang Shao from being suspicious, what hard-to-earth words did he not say in front of everyone? Always calm and calm, you can also act vividly. But now, it's just a simple truth, but he can't say it.

Even if the hand held in the palm of the opponent's hand is hot, the heart is hot.

But Huo Wugui in front of him seemed to understand.

He looked at Jiang Suizhou with scorching eyes, and laughed for a moment.

His laughter was so good that it brought a dull tremor in his chest and passed it to Jiang Suizhou's hands.

Then, as if Huo Wujiao didn’t think it was enough, he squeezed the hand he held in his hand a few times, then pulled it from the side of his face to his lips, kissed his finger deeply, and pressed it tightly. On the lips.

Sighing with a smile, wrapped in the heat of breathing, passed along the knuckles to Jiang Suizhou.

The roots of Jiang Suizhou's ears were instantly ignited by that breath.

He pulled his hand, but didn't pull it away. Instead, Huo Wujiu's grip became tighter.

The scorching gaze that was full of laughter was too aggressive, causing him to stagger his gaze involuntarily and lower his eyes hastily, like an ostrich plunged into the sand.

This self-deception evasion gesture made the aggressor even more excited.

The muffled laughter passed through his warm lips, through his knuckles, and along his arms, tingling the meridians all over his body.

——

Huo Wujiu's soldiers are very efficient.

This is also attributed to Huo Yuyan's arrangement. At the beginning of the year, he instigated Wu Qianfan under Huo Wujiao, leaving Huo Wujiao isolated and helpless, and then killed Wu Qianfan again. The number of soldiers and horses under Huo Wujiao was already several times higher than that of Huo Yuyan. Huo Yuyan's troops were more deployed around Yecheng, so he couldn't allocate men and horses to replace Jiangbei's soldiers and horses.

Therefore, apart from the dead Li Sheng and his cronies, the 200,000 soldiers and horses brought now are all directly from Huo Wujiu's own direct line.

Within a day, they firmly controlled the imperial palace and Lin'an, and all the palaces of the officials in central Beijing were guarded by heavy soldiers. After Pang Wei's death, Huo Wujiu divided the troops outside the city into several branches and transferred them out to control the counties and counties in Nanjing. In the middle of the night, there was peace all around.

After Li Changning decocted the medicine and delivered it, he instructed Jiang Suizhou to take more rest in the past few days. Therefore, not long after drinking the medicine, Huo Wujiu forced him to sleep, and after Jiang Suizhou fell asleep, he went straight out of the palace.

At this time, the queen's bedroom next to it was already a dark ruin, and there were no people around. Waiting at the door was Wei Kai and Meng Qianshan, whose eyes were flushing red, spinning around in a hurry.

Seeing Huo Wujiao coming out, Meng Qianshan hurriedly greeted him.

"General..."

Huo Wujiao waved his hand and said, "Your prince is okay, go in and take care of him. Be light on his hands and feet, he is already asleep."

Meng Qianshan replied again and again, bends to thank him, then turns around and gently enters the hall.

I saw Wei Kai greeted him and said, "General, your subordinates have already cleaned up your residence. Not far from here, your subordinates will take you over."

Huo Wujiu gave a hmm and followed him away.

For some reason, Wei Kai always felt that the footsteps of his generals were quite brisk.

Could it be that the general was so happy because His Royal Highness King Jing was not seriously injured and had a false alarm? It's not like that, maybe he read it wrong...

However, as soon as he entered the palace, Wei Kai found that his illusion was not an illusion.

The people who served in the palace were the people brought from the palace and the soldiers under Huo Wujiu's. When Wei Kai led him in, and was telling him where is the front hall, where is the bedroom, and how to arrange the inside and outside of the imperial city, he saw that his general was absent-minded.

I saw the general strolling around the room casually, as if he hadn't heard at all, he sat down on the couch beside him casually, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea.

Upon seeing this, Wei Kai waved his hand to make the people around him retreat.

Looking back, they saw that their general was holding a teacup with one hand and didn't drink.

Wei Kai frowned.

Could it be that someone in the tea moved his hands and feet and was noticed by the general?

He quickly stepped forward: "General?"

He was about to ask, but saw Huo Wujiu raise his eyes to look at him. In those eyes, the smile couldn't be hidden, and even his whole person's emotions rose up. Although he didn't move or smile, he was inexplicably bright.

Wei Kai was stupid.

"General...?"

He saw his general put the teacup on the table, raised a long leg and stepped on the edge of the couch. With his arms raised, the corners of his mouth also rose.

"What's the expression, dead?" he said. "Laugh to me."

Wei Kai was speechless, but had to laugh obediently.

"General, is there anything good?" he asked.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyebrows.

"How do you know it's a good thing?"

Wei Kai: "..."

In the past, their generals did owe a bit when they were in a good mood.

However, the general today is exceptionally owed.

There must be something great.

Thinking of this, Wei Kai was shocked, and suddenly he had an immature guess.

"General," he said. "It won't be with His Royal Highness..."

Before the word "relationship" was spoken, he saw his general Zhanyan smile, and the hand on his knee was not honestly on the knee, like a dog's tail that was thrown straight in a circle. .

Wei Kai did not expect that this immature guess was actually true.

"His Royal Highness Jing..." He was overjoyed.

But when they saw their general screamed, there was a fierce look on his face.

"It's nothing to do with you," he said. "With this skill, lead soldiers to inspect inside and outside the palace before the third shift, especially those ministers' residences and those concubines and eunuchs and palace ladies who are detained in the palace. Don't let them go looking for trouble."

Wei Kai curled his lips secretly.

"Yes." He replied unconvinced.

Huo Wujiao waved his hand and said, "Get out of here."

Wei Kai responded, cursing secretly in his heart, and stepped out.

As soon as the door closed, only Huo Wujiu was left in the hall.

He stared at the beating candlelight in front of him. After staring for a moment, the corners of his mouth rose involuntarily.

He involuntarily jumped off the couch and walked back and forth in the hall a few times.

The palace of the seven rooms was so spacious that it was almost impossible to see from this end, but Huo Wujiu felt that the house was so small that after walking for a few laps, he couldn't even stretch his muscles and bones.

There was an emotion that was rampaging through his limbs, making him extremely excited, but there was no way to vent it.

He couldn't help laughing, but it didn't work. He seems to need to go to the night to take a good ride, but the imperial city he is staying now does not have a wide grassland, only the palaces connected to the sky. Or he still needs to find a battle, preferably an extremely difficult opponent, that can make him hearty and exhausted, but looking at the entire Nanjing, no one can be his opponent.

Or maybe... what he needs most is to take another look at Jiang Suizhou.

You don't have to do anything else, as long as you look at him, touch him lightly, and guard by his bed, then the anxiety all over your body at this time will disappear.

But... Li Changning also said at this time that Jiang Suizhou needs a good rest.

He really needs a rest, his dying appearance today is still in front of Huo Wujiu's eyes.

He also knew that Jiang Suizhou slept very lightly and could not be disturbed, so he pretended to be serious and left. Even if a person was spinning around in the room like a beast, he did not dare to really slip into his room.

Suddenly, he stopped, raised his head and drank the cup of tea he had just poured, then opened the door and walked out.

That night, candles burned all night in Huo Wujiu's palace, but there was no one in the huge palace.

In the dewy night, the sky full of stars seemed to be enclosed in a square palace wall, quietly lit up on the golden glazed tiles all night.

But no one knew that this night, Huo Wujiu was alone, sitting on the white marble steps in front of Jiang Suizhou's gate until dawn.

He has never watched the stars quietly all night, nor has he been like this. Just listening to a person's breathing quietly can make the entire chest filled with heat.

The author has something to say: Huo Wujiu: Have you tried the taste of waiting from dark to dawn?

I tried it, and I turned it over D