After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Although Jiang Suizhou looked like he was reading a book, his eyes were secretly looking at Huo Wujiu.

He knew that Huo Wujiu was the kind of person who wouldn't utter a word if he was in pain, if he wanted to take the initiative to talk about the pain, he might not be able to wait all his life.

However, Jiang Suizhou also knew that even if Huo Wujiu was in severe pain, he was helpless and could do nothing.

But he just couldn't help it, he always wanted to see Huo Wujiu's condition.

He saw Huo Wujiu sitting on the bed, eyes closed, silent, as if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.

But his lips were pale, his complexion was not good-looking, and the center of his brows was tightly knit.

Jiang Suizhou was also inexplicably uncomfortable.

He seemed to dislike other people suffering the pain alone.

After a while, he paused, and tentatively said, "Do you want to read a book?"

Huo Wujiu opened his eyes and looked at him.

Then I saw Jiang Suizhou said seriously: "It can divert some attention."

What he said was true.He didn't like watching TV and playing game consoles when he was a child, and he always felt that the noise annoyed him.His house is messy and there are so many messy things, so he loves to hide in the study. Although they are all rather obscure books for grown-ups, they can make him concentrate on reading, and unknowingly waste time. The wear and tear passed.

But seeing Huo Wujiu sized him up for a moment, he didn't speak.

Huo Wujiu didn't know Jiang Suizhou's experience and thoughts, he only knew that he had a headache from reading books since he was a child, and it hasn't changed until now.

For him, what is even more cruel is that he can't move now, he can only read books to get by, like a gangster who is forced to read scriptures.

But when he heard Jiang Suizhou's proposal, he didn't find it annoying.

Even for some reason, when Jiang Suizhou looked at him now, he clearly had no expression, but he suddenly looked like a gentleman.

Huo Wujiu hated Mr. Huo Wujiu the most since he was a child.

However, Jiang Suizhou's appearance is surprisingly pleasing to the eye, as if he should not be a prince who shows off his might, but a gentleman covered in ink.

If he becomes Mr....

It must not be the kind that holds a ruler and forces people to read.Just as soon as he sits there and looks at people quietly, people will have the urge to listen to him.

Huo Wujiu didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Jiang Suizhou asked in puzzlement, "Huo Wujiu?"

Huo Wujiu came back to his senses, and saw Jiang Suizhou saying: "This king asked Meng Qianshan to give you a copy?"

Huo Wujiu paused, only felt that he was dazed just now.

Reading is still exempted, and he is forced to suffer this kind of mental torture on weekdays, purely because he has nothing to do.Right now, his whole body is numb from the pain, and he struggles to speak, so it's better not to make yourself uncomfortable.

"No need." Huo Wujiu said softly, then closed his eyes again.

He was injured constantly, big and small, and every time he was in unbearable pain, he would recite the Qingxin formula taught to him by his martial arts master, which was quite effective.He was reciting this just now, and although he couldn't really feel any relief, he could calm down and improve his endurance.

But he didn't know that Jiang Suizhou would be wrong.

He only thought that Huo Wujiu was in a daze for a moment because of his leg pain.Thinking about it, since he had to endure the severe pain, there must be flowers in front of his eyes, and he couldn't concentrate on reading a book.

Jiang Suizhou suddenly had an extremely immature impulse in his heart.

He blurted out: "Otherwise... I'll read it to you?"

After saying this, he suddenly came back to his senses.

what am i doing!

Am I trying to tell a story to Huo Zhanshen!

Jiang Suizhou was taken aback by his own knowledge, and looked at Huo Wujiu with some embarrassment, just waiting for Huo Wujiu to say the words of rejection, so that he could take the opportunity to take back what he just said.

But Huo Wujiu opened his eyes again and looked at him quietly.

Huo Wujiu didn't speak.

Jiang Suizhou looked at him for a moment, and then he spoke a little stutteringly.

"Then...then I started?"

-

What Jiang Suizhou held in his hand was a travel journal.

He has read a lot of ancient official history books, but most of these folk customs have been lost in later generations, and many have been edited and tampered with, mixed with unofficial history.So after crossing over, Jiang Suizhou became very interested in these "idle books". In addition to reading the official documents and secret reports sent by his subordinates on weekdays, he just read these books to spend time.

He read it to Huo Wujiu according to the position he saw last time.

Fortunately, he was a teacher. Apart from being a bit awkward at the beginning, he himself gradually became immersed in what he was reading.

His voice was gentle and quiet, perhaps his tone of voice would have a great impact on his voice, making his voice appear extremely clean when he read a book, making the surrounding atmosphere peaceful.

Meng Qianshan held his breath and stood not far away, marveling in his heart.

He thought to himself, his master is really good at chasing people.

Look, reading to people, this kind of method, no ordinary person can think of it, and who can do such a feat for a person of his stature?

Presumably, even if Mrs. Huo's heart is made of iron and stone, she will soften because of this.

Thinking of this, Meng Qianshan couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Huo.

But she saw Mrs. Huo sitting on the bed, her eyes closed without saying a word.His face was still pale, but his brows seemed not to be wrinkled...

Just say it!It won't be long before he can help Mrs. Huo move again, and move him back to the prince's room!

Thinking of this, Meng Qianshan couldn't help but secretly cheer up.

But at this moment, that Mrs. Huo opened her eyes.

A pair of thick but clear eyes looked at him coldly.

Then, Meng Qianshan saw that Mrs. Huo glanced at the master indifferently, and saw that the master was absorbed in studying and didn't pay attention to the surroundings, then raised her eyes to look at him again.

Those eyes were a little colder, and the brows were wrinkled, full of chill.

Even as dull as Meng Qianshan, he understood what Huo Wujiu meant.

The master thought he was in the way and wanted to let him go.

Meng Qianshan was quite knowledgeable, silently bowed to the master and slipped out in a hurry.

And Huo Wujiu on the bed watched Meng Qianshan run away coldly, then slowly withdrew his gaze and looked at Jiang Suizhou quietly.

Jiang Suizhou was so engrossed at this moment that he didn't notice his gaze at all.

His voice was not loud, and he read the book as if he was talking to someone. He was gentle and clear, completely different from his usual.

Huo Wujiu's breathing could not help but slow down.

He didn't expect that it was just an idle book, and Jiang Suizhou could read it more effectively than Qingxin Jue.

The content of this book is actually not interesting, it is just a literati running around playing around, writing some idle books to record his experiences.

But Jiang Suizhou seemed to be very interested in it, and he didn't even realize how vivid his eyes were when he was reading.

The corners of the lips are also slightly raised, which looks quite pleasant.

Huo Wujiu's gaze paused for a moment, then turned away, and slowly closed his eyes.

He doesn't like reading, not only because he is too lazy to read the words, but also because he is not interested in the content recorded in those words.

But at this moment, when he closed his eyes, that clear voice seemed to turn into a flowing clear river, flowing through the Bashu and Huguang recorded by the literati, under the thousands of miles of sunshine, glowing with sparkling light. .

He seems to love those things.

But Huo Wujiu felt a little impulsive because of this.

All the things he wants to make Jiang Suizhou like belong to him.

Like a layman who has finally been canonized, he has finally become a believer in gods and Buddhas.

This gave him the urge to kneel down in front of the god statue, wanting to enshrine all the wealth and treasures that belonged to him and those that did not belong to him before the god.

-

Jiang Suizhou stayed here until night fell.

He quite naturally had dinner with Huo Wujiu before getting up to leave.

Seeing that he and Huo Wujiu were getting along quite happily, Meng Qianshan approached him knowingly, and asked with a smile: "Will the lord come back tomorrow?"

Jiang Suizhou paused, and couldn't help looking at Huo Wujiu.

He actually wanted to come.These days, because he pretended to be sick and took a bath at home, he didn't have to go anywhere, so he was very leisurely.Huo Wujiu just started treating his legs again, according to what the doctor said, his current pain will last for another month.

Jiang Suizhou was always a little worried.

Perhaps it was because he was too afraid of death before, which made him develop the habit of putting Huo Wujiu first in everything, which made him unable to change for a while.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and saw Jiang Suizhou seeing him.

"You don't need to ask for my opinion." Huo Wujiu paused, and said in a slightly awkward way.

Meng Qianshan showed joy, and without waiting for Jiang Suizhou to speak, he smiled and said: "Hey! Then the servant arranged for someone to clean up, and brought the books and official documents that the prince wanted to read to Mrs. Huo's place!"

Jiang Suizhou glanced at him.

Seeing Meng Qianshan grinning, he said, "It's just right! The servant still feels today that Mrs. Huo's place is better than the Wang Ye's study, and the Wang Ye spends more time in the sun, it must be true!"

This kid is so hot, but it saves Jiang Suizhou trouble.

He didn't refute, just made a tacit consent, hummed, got up and left.

At that night, a letter was delivered to Jiang Suizhou's room.

It was sent by Xu Du.He arranged for the spies in Changlefang to send back news that the officials of the Ministry of Punishment had found out the location, and they were going to copy the house in two days.

They already knew when they made this plan, because last time Chen Ti invited Huo Wujiu to the flower viewing banquet, it was quite embarrassing in front of the Empress, so these days they have received a fat post and are on business in Suzhou.

In that house now there is only his outer room, a brothel girl, who must be caught in front of the queen in two days.

Jiang Suizhou read the letter, pondered for a moment, and then laughed.

According to the historical records in his memory, although Chen Ti flattered Pang Shao on the surface, he actually had some small plans of his own.Pang Shao was greedy for money, and even his own subordinates could not escape his search, so even Pang Shao didn't know about Chen Ti's house.

That being the case, after the Ministry of Punishment closed the net, the house, and even the brothel girl, would be immediately blamed on Jiang Suizhou.

Then, the master of the future will never fail to investigate deeply, and this case will inevitably be blown up by him.

At that time...you can wait for them to use their own spears to attack their own shields.

Jiang Suizhou felt that there was a good show waiting for him, and his mood improved a lot. After putting away the letter properly, his expression was still cheerful.

Meng Qianshan, who peeked at him, was amazed in his heart.

On weekdays, when the lord is dealing with official business, how could he be so unserious, and even laugh when he reads the secret letter?

The secret letter is all about important matters, so what's so funny about it?

The prince must have been distracted while reading the letter and thought of Mrs. Huo.

Thinking in this way, when Meng Qianshan exited the bedroom, he secretly glanced at Jiang Suizhou and laughed.

That smile is extremely ambiguous.

The author has something to say: Jiang Suizhou: What are you laughing at?

Meng Qianshan: I thought of something happy :D