After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 44 Kicked out of the room

After Yan Shubai returned to Zhuangzi, he saw that the lights were still on in the main room.

The cold chill on his body slowly receded. He raised his hand and Luo Feng stepped back in time. Then Yan Shubai pushed the wheelchair open the door of the main house.

In the room, Song Jiuxi is reading a medical book. Aunt Qing has been teaching her more and more recently, and Song Jiuxi is learning faster and faster.

The candlelight suddenly jumped. Song Jiuxi raised his eyes and saw Yan Shubai pushing the wheelchair in.

"Madam." He bent his peach blossom eyes, and his features were extraordinary and elegant under the flickering light.

Song Jiuxi glanced at him and said, "I forgot the time while reading."

It's not that she was specifically trying to save Yan Shubai's attention.

Yan Shu raised his white lips slightly and did not refute Song Jiuxi's words, or he believed in his heart that the lamp in this room was reserved for him.

Growing up, no one would leave a lantern for him. His mother was always accompanied by green lanterns and ancient Buddhas, and his father’s whole thoughts were on his second brother, and he learned early not to care about these people’s feelings.

Now, under this small lamp, he has experienced all the warm emotions that he had not experienced in the past nineteen years.

The woman in red in front of him is his wife.

In the early years, every time he returned to Beijing, he saw her looking like a lady, and thought that she would eventually choose a stable husband to spend her life.

If that was what Song Jiuxi wanted, Yan Shubai would not bother her.

And he was full of murderous sins, and he could no longer give her peace.

Later, by mistake, the emperor ordered her to be sent here.

When Yan Shubai woke up from his drowsiness, he saw the little girl he had cherished sitting in his room. This joy was so great that he often thought about it from his drowsiness in the future, completely forgetting what Dr. Luo had explained.

It’s time to sleep more and recuperate.

Now the more they get along with her, the more clearly the little girl from back then appears in front of him.

He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to let go.

"Yan Shubai, it's late at night." Song Jiuxi frowned. Yan Shubai went out to do some hard work with such a weak body, but now he came back with a pale face and didn't know how to rest.

"Madam, go and wash up for your husband. You'll be back soon."

Song Jiuxi frowned again, always feeling that there was something strange about this sentence. But Yan Shubai always spoke like this, so she didn't think about it deeply.

When Song Jiuxi reached the last page of this medical book, Yan Shubai came out of the clean room.

Song Jiuxi slept on the back side of the bed. Yan Shubai stretched his arms on the bed and lay down on the bed.

Even if a person like Yan Shubai is disabled, he will not let others help him.

When Song Jiuxi saw that Yan Shubai was lying down, he waved his hand and turned off the lamp.

In the darkness, Yan Shubai suddenly said: "Madam, we have been married for a while, and it's time for the bridal chamber."

Song Jiuxi's lips twitched slightly: "...I'm afraid you can't get a hole in your body."

"Don't worry, madam, just come here for your husband."

what's good?

Before Song Jiuxi could react, Yan Shubai's breath had already lightly pressed over her. The next moment, Song Jiuxi felt a hand clasping her waist, and her whole body was being held by Yan Shubai.

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Song Jiuxi's eyes widened in disbelief. Is Yan Shubai looking for death?

He is so sick and sick, constantly out of breath and coughing up blood, but he still wants to have a bridal chamber?

Song Jiuxi raised her hand to wave Yan Shubai away, but in fact she didn't use her internal strength. She was afraid that she would seriously injure Yan Shubai.

But even so, the strength of her attack should not be underestimated. If Yan Shubai was in good health, he would definitely be able to stop it, but now... Huh?

Song Jiuxi's hand was pressed directly on her waist by Yan Shubai, and the next moment her lips dropped with a slight chill, as if the coolness of a summer night had invaded her.

But the coolness seemed to be an illusion, because the coldness on my lips immediately turned hot.

Song Jiuxi was shocked and turned pale. This time he no longer held back his strength and slapped Yan Shubai away with one palm.

She sat up all of a sudden. Before she could realize what had happened, she heard Luo Feng and Duan Chang jumping down from the wall outside the house, kneeling in front of the door and asking: "Master, what happened?"

Song Jiuxi pursed her lips, her eyes burning.

But she was angry for a while before she realized, Yan Shubai had been beaten to death by her, right?

She hurriedly stood up and waved her hand to light the candle, and saw Yan Shu sitting on the ground looking at her with a smile on his face.

He stretched out a slender finger and pressed his lips, his peach blossom eyes half-smiling, looking at her ambiguously.

Outside the house, Luo Feng and Duan Chang were worried and shouted loudly: "Master? Are you okay?"

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened with a crash. Song Jiuxi looked at them with a cold face and said, "Take your master away, don't let me see him again."

Luo Feng and Duan Chang looked at each other, while Song Jiuxi leaned against the door with her arms folded and looked at them coldly.

Luo Feng and Duan Chang got up quickly and walked into the room quickly. They saw Yan Shubai sitting on the ground, with a pillow falling to the ground.

"master."

The two people went over and quickly helped Yan Shubai into the wheelchair. Then they looked at each other and didn't know what to do.

Song Jiuxi snorted coldly: "If you keep him here, if he is crippled by me in a while, I will not be responsible for you."

Luo Feng quickly pushed Yan Shubai out of the house. Yan Shubai turned around and asked with a smile: "Why is Madam so angry?"

After saying that, he put his finger on his lips again, Song Jiuxi turned around and slammed the door, leaving the master and servant in silence in the courtyard.

After a while Duan Chang said: "Master, you have been kicked out."

Luo Feng glanced at Yan Shubai's face and began to rack his brains to think of ways to comfort him. "Master, this is normal. I think Vice General Qin is often kicked out of the room by his wife at night and punished by sleeping on the roof. Madam, madam, actually

It’s considered gentle…”

Yan Shubai looked back at him, and Luo Feng immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

Yan Shubai said: "Dare you ridicule your master? Go back and get the ten army sticks."

The sticks of the Tenth Army were not painful to them, so Luo Feng and Duan Chang took the orders.

Then Duan Chang scratched his head and asked doubtfully: "But master, where do you sleep at night? If someone cleans the room now, wouldn't everyone know that you were kicked out..."

"Add ten more army sticks."

Now Duan Chang shut up obediently.

Song Jiuxi lay back alone, and after closing her eyes, what appeared in front of her eyes was Yan Shubai's half-smiling expression.

Yan Shubai's face was always pale, but at that moment, Song Jiuxi somehow noticed his eye-burning red lips.

Needless to say, her lips should be as red as Yan Shubai's.

Song Jiuxi pursed her lips. There still seemed to be a hot touch on her lips. She suddenly felt that the slap she had just given was lighter.

She should be a little heavier.

Song Jiuxi pinched her fingertips, feeling inexplicably anxious, but she couldn't think of a reason, so she pulled up the quilt and covered her head to sleep.

Song Jiuxi got up very early the next day. She took her sword and went straight out to practice martial arts.

The air in Zhuangzi on the outskirts was clear in the morning, and the place was large. After Song Jiuxi practiced a set of moves, he felt physically and mentally comfortable.

(End of chapter)