After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Jiang Suizhou rested at Xu Du's place purely because he was very tired that day.

He had already been very busy in the Ministry of Rituals, and after he came back, he went back and forth with Xu Du to test it out, and he didn't even eat a few mouthfuls of dinner.

When dinner was finished and he was about to leave, when he got up, the world suddenly spun, causing him to almost fall to the ground.

Xu Du held him up.

"My lord is weak, so don't overwork yourself," Xu Du said.

Jiang Suizhou stabilized his figure, took a few breaths before recovering slightly, propping up the table with one hand, and waved his hand weakly: "Qianqiu Banquet, the etiquette department is busy every day."

Xu Du helped him to sit down on the couch beside him, turned around and lit the Anshen incense, and said, "Yes, at this time of year, the imperial court is very busy - I will send someone to ask the government doctor to show you Bar?"

Jiang Suizhou shook his head.

"No need." He said. "Tossing back and forth is not tiring enough."

Xu Du nodded: "That's right. Then the subordinate asked someone to cook soup for the prince to soothe the nerves—whether you rest here today?"

His proposal was not unreasonable.After all, the backyard is far away from Anyin Hall, and there is a big garden in between.Jiang Suizhou had to ride a chariot wherever he went, and the chariot couldn't walk in the garden, and he had to make a detour.

The bumpy and windy journey alone is tiring enough.

Jiang Suizhou was moved, but suddenly thought of something, Chi asked: "Do you have a spare bed in your room?"

Xu Du smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, there is a green gauze cupboard in the inner room. Changyun usually sleeps there when he comes here for a short stay."

Hearing that both of them had beds to sleep in, Jiang Suizhou nodded reassuringly.

As long as there is a bed to lie on, who cares where to sleep?

So, that night, he rested in Xu Du's room.

-

Jiang Suizhou didn't sleep well that night.

I don't know if the fragrance of ink in the room is too faint, or the bed Xu Du is used to sleeping on is a bit hard, in short, Jiang Suizhou always feels that there is something missing in the room.

He woke up all night in a dream, and when he got up in the morning, the soles of his feet seemed to have stepped on cotton, and his eyes were a little blue.

There is also a big court meeting on this day.

When Jiang Suizhou got up early in the morning, he felt top-heavy and his mind was in a daze.

He was a little annoyed.If I didn't steal this laziness last night, I would have gone back to sleep in my yard.

Meng Qianshan waited outside the courtyard early in the morning.

Meng Qianshan didn't give him court clothes because he had to go through the front yard when he left the mansion.Jiang Suizhou casually ate some breakfast at Xu Du's place, and then went back to Anyin Hall.

When he entered, there was a tall and straight figure sitting in front of the table in the main hall.

The twilight of the sun elongated his shadow, and it hit the black bamboo picture hanging in front of the hall, like a sharp knife hacking into the depths of the bamboo forest.

That was Huo Wujiu eating breakfast.

Jiang Suizhou crossed the threshold, and saw Huo Wujiu eating by himself, sitting upright, and didn't pay any attention to him at all.

This kind of cold treatment was too familiar to Jiang Suizhou, even a little familiar, which made his irritability dissipate by two points after he didn't sleep well all night.

He didn't argue with Huo Wujiu, and he didn't rush to greet him, just like he didn't see this person, supported by Meng Qianshan, walked around Huo Wujiu, and went to the inner room to change his clothes.

While walking, Meng Qianshan was still complaining.

"My lord, did Mrs. Xu take good care of you yesterday? The servant's face is not very good when he sees the lord..."

Jiang Suizhou interrupted him when he heard the words.

"Talking," he said.

Meng Qianshan should be again and again.

Jiang Suizhou paused, and said: "The window paper in Xu Du's room seems to be a bit old, you can ask someone to go there to see if there is anything you need to change, and replace it with a new one."

The paper on the window was indeed not very good, and the wind leaked all night.Although others couldn't feel it, Jiang Suizhou was deeply affected by it. When he woke up in the morning, he felt that his nose was not breathing well.

Meng Qianshan should be again and again.

The two talked and went to the inner room.

Jiang Suizhou didn't see it, the moment he walked around the screen, Huo Wujiu raised his head, frowning and looked at his back.

His footsteps were sloppy, his eyes were blue, and he was tired at first glance.

On weekdays, even if he slept on the couch overnight, he had never seen such fatigue.

What else could be the reason for being so tired overnight?

Huo Wujiu felt inexplicably that the chopsticks in his hand were not in the right place, making it difficult for him to pick up vegetables, and the strength in his hand was inevitably a bit heavier.

He tried his best to focus on the food on the plate, but it didn't work.

Jiang Suizhou's appearance just now always appeared in front of his eyes. He clearly only glanced at it, but it was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he just hooked him to guess what Jiang Suizhou did last night.

The chopsticks in Huo Wujiu's hand seemed to have been sharpened, and the sauced beef, including the tendons and bones, was crushed by him twice.

But it just can't be clamped.

He was a little annoyed, and put the chopsticks on the table.

It must be because he didn't sleep well last night that made him feel so bad and cranky this morning.

After all, he had never suffered from insomnia in the past, whether it was Yangguan where the wind and sand roared like a howling wolf, or the ice and snow outside the Great Wall, he could sleep peacefully.

But here alone, it's just that there is one person missing at night, so he can't sleep.

...It was Prince Jing.

It is clear that a sick child can't breathe even after walking a few steps by himself, so he can't go back to his room to rest, but instead has the energy to mess around in the concubine's room?

What else did you say to please yourself, and you can't bear to do it?Seeing that he was very tolerant towards the other people in the backyard, he came back after finishing his work, still thinking about changing the window paper for them.

Clever talk, full of nonsense.

This Prince Jing is really not a kind person.

-

Jiang Suizhou changed his court clothes early in the morning and left in a hurry.

When courtiers enter the palace, they are never allowed to bring their entourage. Meng Qianshan sent Jiang Suizhou out of the palace all the way, and then returned to Anyin Hall to serve the expressionless and upright "favored concubine".

On weekdays, this master is quiet and does everything by himself, so he is very serviceable.But today... He always felt that something was wrong.

As for what is wrong?Meng Qianshan couldn't tell either.

Usually this master doesn't like to talk, and today he doesn't say a word either.On weekdays, he only loves to sit in the corner and read by himself, and it is the same today, it is no different from usual.

But Meng Qianshan always felt that...the air pressure in the room was extremely low today.

This made him suffocate, he couldn't breathe, and he was spinning around the room like a flying insect that couldn't find its source.

After weighing again and again, Meng Qianshan thought, although Mrs. Huo didn't want to see the prince, and she didn't lose her temper from yesterday to today, but there must be no harm in trying to please the master and make him happy.

Thinking of this, Meng Qianshan carefully moved to Huo Wujiu's side, and moved forward.

"Master, the weather is fine today, may I accompany you to the garden?"

Sun Yuan, who was serving Huo Wujiu, heard the words, looked up and saw the gray sky outside the window.

There is a lot of rain in Lin'an in the spring, and the sky has started to be cloudy these days. How can there be a saying that the weather is just right?

He looked down and saw Huo Wujiu reading a book without saying a word.

Meng Qianshan knew that as long as the master didn't say no, he would do whatever he wanted.

If Meng Qianshan got the imperial edict, he was overjoyed, and quickly gave Sun Yuan a glance: "Master, you want to visit the garden, why don't you hurry up?"

Sun Yuan quickly pushed into the wheelchair and followed Meng Qianshan out of the yard.

The layout of Prince Jing's Mansion is already exquisite, and Anyin Hall is located in the best position in the mansion, leaving the courtyard, turning south, and entering the garden in the mansion.

The original owner of this garden was rich and particular, so he built eighteen scenic spots in the garden, and every place he went to had its own wonderful scenery and particular attention.

Meng Qianshan has been serving here for three years, and he can walk down the garden with his eyes closed.Now he has the desire to please Huo Wujiu again, so wherever he goes, he talks endlessly, vividly and vividly describing the scene.

But Huo Wujiu didn't join in.

He sat in the wheelchair with a cold face and didn't respond at all, quite like a deaf man who couldn't hear.

On the other hand, Sun Yuan, who was pushing the wheelchair, listened with gusto. Wherever Meng Qianshan pointed, he would follow. Sometimes he would involuntarily marvel at something wonderful, in exchange for Meng Qianshan's eye-catching trick.

However, he has always had a rough nerve, so he couldn't see Meng Qianshan's displeasure, so he just followed the scenery.

They walked slowly in the garden like this until they crossed a stone bridge and went to a bamboo forest.

"Look, ma'am, that's the 'Youhuang Tingquan' in our mansion! It's not just a bamboo forest. When we cross the bridge and walk into the forest, we can see..."

But when he heard Meng Qianshan's expressive voice, he suddenly stopped.

Sun Yuan was puzzled and hurriedly followed his gaze.

In the bamboo forest, there are gurgling streams and winding paths leading to secluded places.Under a hundred poles of green bamboo, there is an open-air chess couch. The chess board is carved with stone, which is very elegant.

At this time, there were two people sitting on the chess couch.

One is dressed in red, the other is wearing a green shirt, playing chess in the forest.

Meng Qianshan was so annoyed that he called out to his ancestors in his heart, wishing he could slap him in the face.He slammed on the brakes, raised his hand to grab Sun Yuan's shoulder, and forced him to turn around on the narrow and delicate stone bridge.

"...The servant's memory is wrong! It's just a broken bamboo forest, nothing to see. There is a dead end ahead, turn around quickly, let's go up and down..."

But at this moment, the ancestor who had been silent in the wheelchair spoke.

"Isn't it 'Tingquan'?" He said. "Why don't you turn around and keep going."

The cold voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the lips.

Meng Qianshan wished he could kneel down for him.

You ignored the servant all the way, so you were listening to the servant!

He hurriedly bowed down, trying to persuade this ancestor not to "listen to the spring", but the moment he bowed, Huo Wujiu's side face came into his eyes.

He saw that those eyes were as black as ink, cold and sharp, not at all like the indifference and lack of interest just now, but as sharp as a falcon, looking straight ahead.

For a moment, Meng Qianshan only felt that this person was on the battlefield, with thousands of soldiers and horses behind him, his eyes were like torches, and the next moment he wanted to personally take off the head of the thief leader.

Meng Qianshan followed his gaze.

... This ancestor was looking at Xu Du.