After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

As the night falls, the river of stars turns.

Prince Jing's mansion in the middle of Qinghefang was hung with red silk and lanterns early in the morning.As soon as it got dark, the lights were turned on immediately. From a distance, it was a bright golden red.The servants who were busy coming in and out at the door and the thick layer of firecracker debris in front of the steps were all illuminated with a layer of lively joy.

When the soft wind of early spring in the south of the Yangtze River blows, the red candles in the lanterns flicker, shaking the happy characters on the lanterns.

There is a happy event in Prince Jing's mansion today.The third day of February is the auspicious day appointed by the Holy Majesty.

The emperor said that on February [-]rd, everything is suitable, especially marriage.

It doesn't matter whether this day is really auspicious or not.The most important thing is that the emperor insisted on letting Prince Jing get married on this day, even if there was a funeral in Prince Jing's mansion that day, he had to put the coffin aside and let the man marry him in first.

A word from the Son of Heaven is powerful enough to reach a thousand junctures, just as it is.

Even the emperor, who was driven into the capital Yecheng by the rebels two years ago, fled southward like a dog in the water with all the officials, and fled to Yuhang to survive.

However, no matter how much the Son of Heaven is like a bereaved dog, he is still the Son of Heaven.What's more, this emperor won a big victory a few days ago, and now is the time when the spring breeze is proud and full of ambition.

After all, no one in the world knows that the invincible and frightening General Huo of Beiliang, the Holy Admiral, was captured and broke his legs.

It is indeed a great joy.

There is joy in the great scene, and so is Prince Jing's Mansion.But when this double happiness came to the gate of Prince Jing's mansion, everyone in Prince Jing's mansion couldn't be more happy, instead they were all in mourning.

after all……

It is common for generals to catch them as soon as they are caught, and to kill or cut them up.

However, wrapping that general in a wedding dress and marrying him to Prince Jing's mansion as a concubine... What, what is this!

Therefore, even though Prince Jing's mansion was full of music, lights and festoons, and firecrackers were set off for most of the day, there was no one in the manor with a smile on his face.

The people were busy coming and going, watching the bustle, but they all tacitly lowered their eyebrows and were pleasing to the eye, not daring to speak.

This kind of silence that spread in the joy made the atmosphere in the palace somewhat depressing, the more one went inside, the more dull the atmosphere became.

Especially An Yin Tang.

Anyin Hall is the residence of His Royal Highness King Jing. The word "Anyin" is the name given by the master in the palace from the Lotus Sutra of Miaofa.

This is not surprising, after all, His Royal Highness Prince Jing was brought out of the womb sickly, and his body has not been very healthy.To be able to live in such a crooked way until now, I have borrowed a bit of Buddha's light to some extent.

At this time, the Anyin Hall was filled with bright lights and silence.

The entire palace was hung with red silk, but there was not even half of it in Anyin Hall.Under the night, the candles in the courtyard were brightly lit, and the warm wind was blowing. A few tall century-old Tangli trees spread white fallen flowers all over the ground in the wind.

The maids in the courtyard came in and out, watching their noses, noses, and hearts, not daring to breathe.

Everyone knows that the prince is in a bad mood today.

On weekdays, the prince seldom talks and rarely smiles. He always has a gloomy look, making people feel unpredictable and unable to guess what he is thinking in his heart.

And today is even worse.

Thinking about it, although the prince has a habit of cutting off his sleeves, he is not a person who is not taboo about meat and vegetables.Where is it that the generals of the enemy country were beaten into cripples and rewarded as petty princes?

Regardless of how dangerous this person is, like a trapped animal, just talking about the imperial decree issued by the emperor is extremely absurd, it is like writing insulting words into an imperial decree and hitting the prince in the face.

Therefore, it is only natural that the prince is in a bad mood.These servants have to be careful in serving them, and be careful not to make mistakes and lose their heads at this time.

The room became silent.

Because the one who married was a concubine, the prince didn't need to greet her in person, but the bridal chamber was required.

Therefore, Prince Jing tidied up early in the morning, changed into a golden wedding gown, and tied his black hair into a jade crown.

He was sitting on the couch, holding a book in one hand.

The servants stood beside him silently, no one dared to disturb him.

A little maid who was serving in the courtyard walked in cautiously.She got an order from the foreman to come in and take away the basin of water by the dressing table.

She lowered her head, not daring to look around, and clasped her hands in front of her.The atmosphere in the courtyard was depressing enough, but I didn't expect it to be even worse in the prince's room.

The incense burns quietly in the furnace, the furnishings around are simple and solemn, and the lamps are as bright as day.It was clearly supposed to be a piece of elegance and tranquility, but it looked like a hellish underworld surrounded by demons, which made her legs tremble with fear.

She tried her best not to make a sound, silently saluted the prince on the couch, and quickly went to hold the copper basin on the ground.

But because she doesn't always enter the house to serve, she is not proficient.When standing up with the basin in hand, the edge of the basin accidentally hit the edge of the ebony table, making a muffled sound, and some water splashed out.

A loud bang broke the deadly calm.

The little maid trembled, her whole body tensed up, and she hurriedly raised her eyes to look at the master on the couch.

She saw that the prince raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on her quietly.

How beautiful those eyes are.The shape is narrow and long, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised lazily, and the eyelashes are long and slender, and there are long eyebrows that are slightly raised, lazy and seductive, like an indisputable and seductive monster in a book.

There is a small scarlet mole on the end of such beautiful eyes.The lights are flickering, almost taking people's souls away.

But the little maid was completely cold.

Those eyes were so dark that they were bottomless, under the gorgeous color, they were arrogant and cold, as if they were looking at a dead object.

Her legs went limp, and she fell to her knees, and the copper basin fell to the ground with a bang, splashing water all over the floor.

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Jiang Suizhou waved his hand stiffly, signaling the little girl to go down.

As if she had been pardoned, she kowtowed to him in apology, then picked up the wet copper basin on the ground, and ran away stumbling.

Jiang Suizhou looked at the back of her fleeing in embarrassment, feeling a little confused in his heart.

……who I am?so scary?

However, he absolutely did not dare to ask these words. Naturally, no one could explain them.

He remembered that he just finished replying to the students' messages and turned off the computer to go to rest.For him, it was just a very ordinary day-except for the paper he received today, which was a bit too amateurish.

After all, he has been a lecturer at J University for several years, and he has also taught graduates. He has seen all kinds of weird papers, and he thinks he is well-informed. When facing students, he is always calm and easy to deal with. , keep a kind face.

... But this is the first time he has seen a student of the history department, based on unofficial history, write a thesis like a storytelling with ups and downs and full of emotion.

He wrote that Huo Wujiu, the founding general of the Liang Dynasty and Marquis of Dingbei, led the army to destroy the scene, which is hard to say.The reason for this is that when he was a hostage in Nanjing, he was taken as a concubine by a sick and weak prince in Nanjing who was titled "Jing" and whose name was no longer testable. He endured three years of humiliation, so he returned to Beiliang At that time, the speed of raising troops and destroying scenery was also because of grudges.

It is also because of this that King Jing, who had only a few records in the official history and died young due to illness, also died abnormally.

He didn't die of illness, but was beheaded by Dingbeihou.In order to avenge that year, Dingbeihou also hung his head on the wall of Lin'an city for three full years.

Jiang Suizhou felt at the time that this kid might have chosen the wrong major and should be a screenwriter.

For their history major, this is basically the same as studying Qing history with Huanzhugege.

Therefore, Jiang Suizhou mercilessly criticized that paper, and finally gave his own revision suggestions: change the topic and rewrite it.

That student is also very supportive.

"How do you know that the unofficial history is fake? You can't say that my thesis is made up because of this! No matter how much historical data you have studied, you have never experienced it yourself. You have seen it with your own eyes!"

After receiving this reply, Jiang Suizhou sneered.

I study history, but also experience it myself?Then if I study paleontology, should I still go into the mountains and become a monkey?

He pushed his glasses ruthlessly, and replied: "That makes sense, but the thesis, rewrite."

After replying this sentence, with a smile on his face, he rubbed his sore shoulder and neck, and turned off the computer.

And at that moment, the surroundings suddenly went dark.

……power cut?

But it was pitch black all around, not even the glimmer of light that usually shines through at night.

Jiang Suizhou froze for a moment, trying to reach out to find the power supply on the table.

But before he stretched out his hand, the surroundings suddenly lit up.

It is a lamp, but it is jumping and shaking.

The lamps illuminated his surroundings.

He saw him sitting in a room under the warm yellow light.The surrounding furnishings are all ancient, partitioned by screens, Duobao Pavilion, etc., which are unique, elegant and dignified.Although there are no bright colors in the surroundings, and they look ancient and clumsy, the brilliance reflected by those objects has a restrained and solemn luxury.

The room is very spacious, there are quite a few maids standing around, at a glance, there may be seven or eight of them, each standing with their eyes downcast, not at all crowded.

Jiang Suizhou was a little confused.

... hallucinations?

He lowered his eyes.

At this time, he was actually wearing a bright red robe with wide sleeves.The silk has a precious drape, and the gold thread is embroidered with complicated cloud patterns, shining dimly under the lamp.

Look at this system, the end of Jing and the beginning of Liang.

The book in his hand was printed vertically from right to left, in traditional Song characters. Judging by the ink traces, it was still at the stage of woodblock printing.

The low table in his hand is made of huanghuali, and the teacup on the table, he has seen in the museum.

【Sweet White Glaze Cup with Camellia Pattern in Jingmo Wanghouling】

Jiang Suizhou's eyes were empty.

... who am I and where am I?Why are the things dug out of the ancient graves on my table?

At this moment, the reckless maid made a small noise, attracting his attention.

But as soon as he glanced over, before he could think about what to say, the little girl who was about ten years old fell to her knees in fright, spilled water all over the floor, and kowtowed non-stop.

On the contrary, Jiang Suizhou was stunned.

He tried his best to keep calm, raised his hand, and signaled her to back down.

The little girl ran away holding the basin in gratitude, and within a few steps, she was almost slipped by the water under her feet and bumped into the man who came in.

"What does it look like to be reckless! Hurry up and get out!" the man scolded.

The eunuch's voice.

Jiang Suizhou looked up at him, and saw this man trotting all the way over, with a handsome face and a smile on his face.

The smile is very sincere, with a three-point flattery.

"Master." He saluted skillfully in front of Jiang Suizhou, came to his side, and bowed his body to reply.

"The lady's sedan chair has arrived, master, please don't miss the auspicious time."

Jiang Suizhou looked at him quietly, and pinched himself hard with the hand hidden in his sleeve.

He didn't believe that he could travel through time all of a sudden.

And, without knowing who he is, he will usher in a...

Wedding candles.