When the storm took the script

Wen Jingxing took a set of white underwear from Haitang and handed it to An Jiu, and took the initiative to bypass the screen and stand in the outer room.

The clothes are a little big, they are Wen Jingxing's old clothes.

Anjiu still lives with the shadow guards on weekdays, and it is not convenient for a girl like Haitang to fetch clothes for him at night, so she can only wear them first.

Wen Jingxing heard the sound of the cloth rubbing against his ears stop, and raised his voice, "Are you ready?"

A few seconds later, An Jiu's deep and hoarse voice came from behind the screen: "Return to the master, this subordinate is ready."

Wen Jingxing was holding a bowl of ginger soup, and then walked in yawning, no one was seen on the bed, he bowed his head and Anjiu had already knelt on the ground again, his long black hair was hanging down, exuding a luster like silk, lightly The bright moonlight poured in from the carved windows, and a pair of phoenix eyes drooped, calm and captivating.

Heartbroken for no reason, Wen Jingxing withdrew his gaze from his face, "Stand up."

An Jiu bowed his eyebrows and stood up obediently. Maybe he had endured too much hardship. He still had the skeleton of a young man. Even with the current height gap between people, Wen Jingxing could see the silver bell inside through that empty chest.

But the bell didn't make a sound, Xu Shi Anjiu took out the bell tongue inside.

Wen Jingxing gave a dry cough and sat on a chair beside him, his legs crossed uncomfortably.

He tilted his head, glanced at the wooden box from the corner of his eye: "An Jiu, you should find a place to throw the things in this box tomorrow."

An Jiu raised her eyes, her eyes lit up, her lips moved, "Yes."

Seeing him happy, Wen Jingxing was also in a good mood, "I don't know where I lost the chain key on your ankle, so I can find a way to destroy him, okay?"

With An Jiu's strength, it would not be a problem to crush the metal chain with one hand, so Wen Jingxing wasn't worried at all.

After hearing this, An Jiu knelt down straight on the floor tiles, her face was pale, and her forehead touched the ground: "Master, this subordinate was born as a dog of the Hou Mansion—"

"You are not." Wen Jingxing interrupted him, knelt down on one knee, raised his shoulders, and met his eyes, "You are my wife, not some dog, this Marquis's residence is your husband's, no need This broken chain is handcuffed."

An Jiu stared blankly at him, wondering if he was deaf.

Wen Jingxing continued: "You and I have worshiped heaven and earth, our parents, and our husband and wife three times, then you are the wife I am marrying."

An Jiu didn't dare to expect to have a family even in his dreams, and he couldn't believe what Wen Jingxing said.

This is the first time Wen Jingxing has said such words to others, and he is also a little awkward, with a blush on the tips of his ears, and he is a little embarrassed to meet Shang Anjiu's clear and waveless but extremely seductive phoenix eyes, fiercely The man turned his head away, let his chin rest on his shoulder, and continued to say to Qing Yalanhua on the screen:

"When you recover, if you want to leave, I will return your bond of sale to you, and take off your slavery for you. You can do whatever you want.

If you don't want to leave, then you can be my wife in this Hou's mansion. Anyway, I don't like women. If you want, then try with me. "

What Wen Jingxing said was indeed the truth. He took his life for nothing. He didn't have any big ambitions. Compared with his previous life on the battlefield, he couldn't wish for such a stable life now, and Wen Jingxing was actually very traditional in his bones. Now that Anjiu and Anjiu have already worshiped and married, in his heart, Anjiu is already his wife, if Anjiu is willing, he is willing to spoil her, respect her and love her.It's not impossible for the two to support each other for a lifetime.

An Jiu didn't say anything for a long time. He already believed [-]% of what this person said before. The hug of a man is not so attractive to his body now. In the end, he couldn't hold it back. Driven by desire, she gently rubbed the man's shoulder.

"Bang bang bang."

"Second Master, Doctor Xiao is here!"

A knock on the door broke the stagnation in the room, and it was Haitang who brought the doctor in.

"The doctor is here." Wen Jingxing sat back on the bed again, pulled An Jiu over, and said in a low voice, "Mother hopes that you and I can live in love after we get married, so please do me a favor and perform in front of the doctor." play."

"Yes."

As soon as Wen Jingxing moved Madam Hou out, An Jiu immediately lost her resistance, and leaned into his arms obediently, her lips moved, but she still couldn't hold back, "The subordinate and the master are too close, and the master will be infected with the cold." .”

"Not afraid."

Wen Jingxing has been very solid since he was a child, and illness is a rare thing for him.

Even if his current body is sick, he doesn't feel any difference. He is in a good mood, exercises actively, goes to bed early and gets up early, eats more vegetables, and no matter what, he will never be angry with himself for serious illnesses and minor illnesses like the original body. In the end, he died of anger.

Wen Jingxing didn't care about his body, instead he held An Jiu's hand tentatively, and as the doctor approached, the tremor in his palm became heavier.

Wen Jingxing moved closer to his ear and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Afraid of the doctor?"

The shadow guard can't be afraid, but the situation when he faced the doctor last time was too humiliating, which made him have a shadow.

An Jiu told his master that he could not lie, his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, and he nodded slightly.

Wen Jingxing was a little curious, and asked again: "Why? Are you afraid that the medicine will be bitter?"

Fortunately, the doctor had already walked in front of him, An Jiu heaved a sigh of relief, he really didn't want to reveal the reason why he was ashamed to reveal it in front of others, especially in front of the current master.

The doctor raised his head, An Jiu saw a completely different face from before, and he calmed down a little.

This gentleman looked past his sixtieth year, with gray hair and beard.Wen Jingxing felt a little guilty for calling someone over at night: "Mr. Trouble."

The old doctor bent down and stroked his hands, and put the medicine box he was carrying aside, "Second Master was joking, Hou Ye spent a lot of money to invite the old man to stay in the mansion. What's wrong?"

Wen Jingxing gently rubbed Anjiu's waist comfortingly, and said with a smile, "It's not me, it's Madam."

The old doctor looked at Anjiu in Wen Jingxing's arms in surprise. Although this person was really good-looking and indistinguishable between male and female, he could still tell from his bones that it was a man.

The folk customs of the Great Wu Dynasty were open, and marrying a male wife is indeed not a big deal, but... Isn't this second master marrying a concubine from the Shangshu Mansion?

And specifically asked the Holy Majesty for an imperial decree?

The old doctor was terrified in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface. He took out the pulse pillow from the medicine box and put it in front of the couch.

"Madam, please extend your hand." The old doctor said.

An Jiu secretly glanced at Wen Jingxing, felt the man lightly pinch his waist, and then obediently stretched out his hand.

I was still a little uneasy at the bottom of my heart, and I didn't know how many patients this doctor could diagnose.

The old doctor put his hand on it, and his heart trembled again.

He raised his head and glanced at Wen Jing Xing, the medicine in this man's body was messy, and it was all... ** drugs.The second young master is in poor health and cannot have intercourse, so who gave the medicine... I am a little terrified.

Even though the old doctor is well-informed, he didn't know how to speak for a while, so he could only say: "Madam has a cold, fever is just a normal reaction, it's not a serious problem."

Wen Jingxing heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that he was hesitant to speak, he asked again: "Is there any other hidden illness?"

The old doctor hesitated for a moment, then said after deliberation: "Madam's body has been corroded by many kinds of... drugs. Although the time is short, but the drugs are overdose and they are all strong drugs. The body may be more sensitive and uncomfortable than ordinary people. It will take some time to get rid of it in the future." Treat slowly."

The old doctor spoke vaguely and did not directly specify what kind of medicine it was. It was equivalent to playing a charade with Wen Jingxing. The old man just clicked. If you know the inside story, you should know it. If you don't know, the old man dare not tell.

Wen Jingxing pondered, frowned, and the hand on An Jiu's waist withdrew a little.

An Jiu obviously sensed his emotional changes, felt even more unbearable, bowed her head in silence, thinking of the Arabian Nights words of her master just now, a bit of bitterness welled up in her heart.

When the master used these things on him before, he just thought they were instruments of torture and suffered in silence.

After seeing that he didn't respond to any torture, he thought he was boring, so he asked a doctor to administer medicine to him, making him into the extremely sensitive physique he is now.

Just wearing the underwear of the person in front of him, the friction of the fabric is more uncomfortable than when he was naked just now.

Anjiu can still bear the physical discomfort, but now he is directly pointed out, which is no less shameful than stripping naked.

He lowered his head, especially being held in Wen Jingxing's arms, he was forced to smell the faint medicinal fragrance emanating from his body, the scorching heat in his body burned more intensely in two places of his body.

Knowing that it can be cured, Wen Jingxing let go of most of his heart, looked down at Anjiu, seeing that he was about to bite his lip again, he took a piece of pastry and put it near his mouth, "Don't bite."

Then I turned to the doctor, "Is there any way to relieve this discomfort?"

The old doctor's ability to observe words and emotions is not bad, he has been living in the Hou's mansion, and he has heard a lot of gossip, saying that the second son does not like the new wife, but now seeing Jing Xing's demeanor, it is obvious that he has a lot of heart for his wife.

The old doctor heard that Wen Jingxing also understood what kind of discomfort it was, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "The solution is very simple...Since the two are husband and wife, there is no need to suppress it. Young Master's body is not suitable for intercourse for the time being, but general comfort is still Can."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Jingxing obviously felt the person in his arms stiffen, he looked down, An Jiu's eyelids drooped, and he didn't make a sound.

You can shut up.

Wen Jingxing glared at the old doctor. Originally, he had no trust value. Once he said this, he secretly guessed that this doctor was recruited by him to play tricks on him.

The old doctor had heard about many of his colleagues who were secretly dealt with after they found out about Xin Mi. He was stared at inexplicably by Wen Jingxing, and his legs were so weak that he almost knelt down. He even thought about the color of the coffin board.

Wen Jingxing leaned close to An Jiu's ear and said aggrievedly: "I don't, I don't know him, I didn't lie to you."

An Jiu lowered his head, only feeling that his ears were itchy and numb, fearing that he would open his mouth to make a sound and make people laugh, so he chewed the pastry and did not speak.

"After that, Madam's health will trouble Mister." Wen Jingxing didn't know whether An Jiu believed it or not, coughed softly, and specially warned, "I hope Mister will not talk too much about tonight's affairs with outsiders."

The old doctor heaved a sigh of relief, knowing how to do more than talk, took a small bag of gold leaves from Haitang, and stepped back respectfully shaking his legs.

After sending the doctor away, Wen Jingxing asked Haitang to bring over a new set of ice silk underclothes, warmed up a bowl of porridge, and brought over some sweet preserves.

He doesn't like to eat these, but An Jiu seems to like it.

When Haitang brought the things over, she was a little reluctant, "This ice silk was rewarded by His Majesty to the Marquis Mansion. Just such a piece of silk was made into clothes by Madam and given to Young Master. You are reluctant to wear it on weekdays, so just give it to his servant... "

"It's ma'am."

Wen Jingxing's face was not good-looking, but he didn't get angry with a 15-year-old child. Haitang has been by the original owner's side all the time. Although her temper is a bit arrogant, she is loyal and capable, a girl with a hard mouth and a soft heart.

"Oh." Seeing his face downcast, Haitang didn't dare to speak more, but she was still a little dissatisfied with An Jiu, his appearance was not at all the same as the noble ladies she usually saw, and she was not worthy of the son at all. .

After An Jiu drank medicine and ate some porridge.

As expected, Wen Jingxing handed the expensive-sounding dress to him, Haitang's voice didn't drop, she clearly said it to him on purpose.

Before, wearing the master's clothes was to cover up his ugliness, so as to prevent others from being in the way of his eyes. As a servant, he didn't deserve to dirty the master's beloved things because of his uncomfortable body.

He knew that Wen Jingxing didn't like him saying he didn't dare, but An Jiu had been a loner since she was a child, and had never had much communication with others. She was really clumsy and didn't know how to refuse. Looking at him in embarrassment, he said in a nasty way: "This subordinate dare not..."

"...An Jiu, do you want to wear this dress, or do you want me to comfort you?"

Wen Jingxing automatically ignored his words, yawned, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were bloodshot, "Choose quickly, I'm going to sleep."

soothe.

How to comfort... Mammy Xie only taught him how to satisfy his master's desire. During the teaching, he was not even allowed to go to bed, and he was not allowed to face his master in a different position no matter what posture he was in. When he was exposed to rain and dew...

Just as he was thinking, An Jiu heard the sound of gentle breathing in his ears, he turned his head, and the master had already fallen asleep beside him.

Holding the clothes in his hands, he stared blankly at him for a moment, feeling a little thankful that the choice just now had changed from choosing one of the two to one.

He lifted a quilt to block the front, and quickly changed his clothes.

The inner coat made of ice silk is different from ordinary coarse cloth. The cold touch not only makes his body a lot more comfortable, but also calms down the burning sensation in his body a lot.

Too many things happened that night, An Jiu's mind was in a mess, even though those messy things were gone in his body, he still didn't feel sleepy at all, and opened his eyes until dawn.

Day two.

Wen Jingxing's sick man didn't have a fever unexpectedly, but Anjiu was covered all night and drank the medicine, and his body returned to his original health as a cow early in the morning.

Just as he was about to change into the clothes of the hidden guard and jump up the beam, Wen Jingxing hugged him completely in his arms. He was a little dizzy from the fever, and only remembered that he had traveled through time and had a wife for nothing.

With her eyes closed, she muttered softly, "An Jiu... sleep with me for a while longer."

It was the first time for An Jiu to be so close to a person, she didn't dare to move, and let him hug her with her stiff body.

After a while, the heat on Wen Jingxing's body could no longer be ignored, An Jiu broke free from him and wanted to climb out: "Master, you are sick, this subordinate will go find a doctor."

Wen Jingxing was still confused, thinking of his wife in front of him, he hugged and rubbed against her like a big dog: "I don't call it master, it's Brother Wen."

"My subordinates dare not!"

As a servant and master, it is disrespectful to call him brother and brother, and according to the rules, he will be kicked out of the Hou Mansion.

An Jiu blurted out in a hurry, only to realize that he had violated his master's taboo again, and timidly lowered his head to look at Wen Jing Xing.

Wen Jingxing frowned, he didn't know where he came from so much strength, he tightened his grip on the person in his arms, raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of red eyes: "Don't dare? An Jiu, don't you believe me?"

An Jiu said in a low voice: "The subordinate letter."

Wen Jingxing asked forcefully, "Do you really believe it or do you dare not believe it?"

An Jiu, who was poked at the center, lied loudly: "True belief."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Wen Jingxing pressed Anjiu to his chest, put one arm around his ridiculously thin waist, rested his chin on his hair, and said in a hoarse and deep voice: "Anjiu, what I said yesterday Always count, you can think more about it these few days."

What did you say yesterday...

You are the wife I am marrying...

I don't like women anyway, so if you want to, then try with me.

How dare he...

The two of them were covered with the same quilt, with only a thin layer of clothes showing through, Wen Jingxing's hot arms were tightly around his waist.

Anjiu listened to the man's heartbeat, what the man said yesterday was still vivid in his memory, his face was extremely red, the skin he touched was like nectar after a long drought, if it wasn't for a little shame, the groan could escape from his lips.

He curled up and blocked the front with his hands, for fear that his clothes would get dirty because he couldn't control himself.

Lowering his head and drooping his eyes, he thought to himself: It's too scary, the owner's embrace is even scarier than everything in that wooden box...

----

Mrs. Hou saw that Jing Xing did not come to pay her respects after a long time, and there was no one in Zhongliyuan to inform her. She was afraid that something might happen, so she hurried over with the doctor.

Come in and see this scene.

Wen Jingxing was clearly comatose from fever, his face was pale but flushed, his eyes had two dark circles, it looked like he didn't sleep well last night.

What he held in his arms was the male daughter-in-law who had just married in. She looked radiant and in a much better mental state than her own son, as if she had been nourished by a man.

This……

This is?Consummation?

Jing Xing is weak, it's already noon and he hasn't got up yet, so it's not because of this daughter-in-law...

Madam Hou's eyes darkened and she almost fainted.

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