After marrying the disabled warrior king

"My lord, you need this kind of person!" Shen Muting caressed Yue Zhuming's Adam's apple with his index finger, and smiled, the cunning in those eyes clearly told Yue Zhuming that the current him, violence alone cannot give him a piece of the sky. , he needs to have a more far-reaching plan.

Yue Zhuming understands all these things, but he doesn't like playing tricks with others.

Yue Zhuming looked at Shen Muting, his appearance was light and calm to the point of a kind of "immortal", but his mind was a little scary.

He thinks more than him, and also thinks farther than him, obviously he doesn't even want to take a few steps.

If Shen Muting only wanted to seek some protection from him, why did he do this?

As if seeing Yue Zhuming's thoughts, Shen Muting gently wrapped his fingertips around his Adam's apple, thinking that Yue Zhuming was cute when he was willing to use his brain, so he didn't say much.

It is not indecent to come and go, Yue Zhuming lent him a knife, and it is only natural for him to give and return.

Yue Zhuming didn't speak, just looked at Shen Muting's lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and suddenly had the idea of ​​wanting to swallow people into his stomach.

"My lord, we're here!" Qiu Xuan's voice sounded.

Shen Muting pushed him away indifferently, got up and lifted the curtain of the car, turned around and said, "My lord?"

Behind Shen Muting is the silvery white snow, against his slender figure, but it just gave Yue Zhuming an unreasonable sense of oppression.

"Ah Ming?" Shen Muting said softly, even his voice was lazy.

Yue Zhuming came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand towards Shen Muting, the moment he held his hand, he suddenly exerted force, Shen Muting was unprepared, and fell towards Yue Zhuming.

Yue Zhuming put his arms around his waist, looked at Shen Muting deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Why do you think about this king so much, because you are afraid that if the king is gone, you will lose your protection?"

"My lord, I have also made it clear that I like you!" Shen Muting really likes Yue Zhuming, he likes to see him want to get angry but dare not get angry, he likes to see him always put on a sullen face, and he likes to see him even more He was clearly straining, but his earlobes were red again.

Yue Zhuming never believed in the word "Xinyue", let alone him, but the feeling Shen Muting gave him was very different from ordinary people, that feeling was indescribably weird.

Yue Zhuming looked at Shen Muting's gaze, as if trying to stare him out of two holes, Shen Muting couldn't help but tilt his head, and let out a very soft "Huh?" from his throat.

"This king keeps his word!" He said that he would protect him for the rest of his life, and then he would be safe for the rest of his life.

Shen Muting was a little puzzled, he didn't understand how it became "talking what he said" again, did they say what they should promise just now?

In a flash, Shen Muting suddenly smiled, "To say you are innocent is to flatter you, my lord."

Even Shen Muting smiled calmly, but Yue Zhuming couldn't look away.

Obviously Shen Muting gave him complicated feelings, but this time the smile seemed to be unadulterated, it was so clean that it made one's heart tremble.

Shen Muting felt that this kind of promise was very useful, and he repeatedly assured himself that he would fulfill his promise of "no worries for a lifetime".

"My lord, you mentioned it over and over again, but I will take it seriously!" Shen Muting looked at him, his eyes were a little more solemn for no reason, "You know, if you don't make such a promise, what will be the consequence? ?”

"You do it!" He will do it, "regardless of the consequences."

"This is the fourth time, my lord!" Shen Muting reminded him.

"I know!" Yue Zhuming didn't move.

At this moment, Shen Muting suddenly wanted Yue Zhuming's legs to get better, and he didn't want to walk anymore. This kind of promise warmed his heart and softened him.

The same is true for Yue Zhuming, he can't wait to stand up now, hold this person in his arms, and feel his complete weight.

Qiu Xuan didn't look sideways, waiting for the two people in the carriage to get tired.

The cold wind swirled in the air, and the snow fell to Hubu Shangshu's house.

Lin Feiyu was wearing a black cloak and sitting leaning against the railing, holding his luxurious peacock-feather folding fan in his hand, a jug of wine was warming in the pavilion, and his father was setting up the jug and pouring wine into the cup.

"Fei Yu, you should calm down!"

Xuan Guo's women were sixteen and ji, and men were eighteen weak crowns. Lin Feiyu was nineteen years old and had already passed the coronation ceremony. Hearing this, he threw the folding fan at the old man, "What are you doing? The ups and downs of the officialdom like you?"

Lin Yuan was left speechless by his scorn, and then sighed, and said in a second-best way: "I want you to marry me a daughter-in-law. Look at who, the child is already full moon."

"My name is Yan Shifeng, what do you always compare me to him? No matter how powerful he is, he is not your cub." Lin Feiyu was quite annoyed, annoyed by Shen Muting's changes today, and also annoyed by the olive branch he threw at herself.

Lin Feiyu really has no intention of officialdom, otherwise he would have entered it early.

But he also heard the threatening meaning in Shen Muting's words at that time, but he didn't see each other for half a month, and he didn't know what ecstasy soup that old man Shen Chi poured into Shen Muting to make him marry, and he became so terrifying He missed the Shen Muting before his death.

But he could also feel that Yue Zhuming was obviously disliked by him, but she was able to let Shen Muting speak freely, which shows the importance of it.

Headache, Lin Feiyu had a severe headache.

"Stinky boy, what a bastard, he is now an official servant..."

"Stop talking, let me think about it."

Lin Yuan looked at Lin Feiyu in shock when he heard the words. Others don't understand him. He was born and raised by himself. When did he care about his marriage and official career, he said a word: "Did you ask Dr. Luo for medicine?"

Dear father, pretend that he is sick.

Lin Feiyu rolled his eyes at him, sat back by the stove, and said in a deep voice, "I saw Shen San today!"

"Shen San?" Lin Yuan raised his slightly drooping eyes, "Shen Muting?"

Lin Feiyu said "hmm", this is where he was bored, and Shen Muting obviously wanted to win him over.

Lin Yuan heard his son talk about what happened at the restaurant at noon today, and when he heard Yue Zhuming's attitude, he stroked his short goatee, "Then what do you plan to do!"

Today's court seems to be in harmony, but in private, they form cliques for personal gain. The emperor Yue Lintian is in the middle of the right minister, Shen Guogong and Zhan Wang.The King of War's reputation in the court is not good. He used violent and impermanent methods to frighten others. Even the emperor gave him three points of courtesy. They all died at home inexplicably.

All the ministers in the court suspected that it was Yue Zhuming, but there was no evidence, and the King of War's methods were straightforward and tight. On the surface, it seemed that he would not fight or grab, but he could not allow anyone to use his military power.

Now the only military power outside is the one in Fang Shijing's hands. Fang Shijing has the right to dispatch that army in the frontier, but cannot leave the guarded area. Essentially, that army is still in the hands of the King of War.

"I figured it out, do I still need to ask you?" Lin Feiyu was almost bald, and his messy hair was messed up by him twice, as if he had fought with someone.

"I know the reputation of the King of War in the court, but if I don't agree..."

"Then it depends on how deep your relationship with Shen Muting is. When I came back, the street was rumored that the king of war was more interested in Shen Muting. You met today, how is it?"

"What you said is true." Lin Feiyu couldn't make a decision for a long time.

After a long while, Lin Feiyu raised his eyes to look at Lin Yuan, "Father, why don't I run away, the King of Zhan can't want me all over the country for a grassroots like me!"

"At that time, your father will be bloodletted and hung upside down on the city wall, waiting for you to collect the corpse!" Lin Yuan interrupted him immediately, and saw Lin Feiyu looking at him, his eyes seemed to say, I don't even want to collect your corpse.

"Hey, you unfilial son!" Lin Yuan picked up the fire stick that was at hand and wanted to beat him.

Lin Feiyu is good at kung fu, she has learned Jing Mi, one of the top ten famous masters in the world, and she is especially good at light work, and she disappears in a flash.

As soon as Lin Feiyu ran away, Lin Yuan's urchin-like face just now collapsed.

He is proud that he has such a transparent son as Lin Feiyu, but he was raised by his mother so that he will not fight or grab, and he is always content with the status quo.

In the current court, he believed that with Lin Feiyu's insight, he knew the general idea, and this was also Lin Yuan's worry.

It's not that he is boastful, Lin Feiyu is really a piece of rough jade, as long as he carves it well, it will become a great tool in the future.

But as Lin Feiyu said, the officialdom has its ups and downs, and there are ups and downs.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hand to caress his temples, and there were silver threads everywhere, and he also understood why Lin Feiyu didn't want to enter the court, and first descended into a prosperous age. His ambition is not to intrigue with others, but to hope to have a greater effect.

He has always been romantic, and there is no place in the fireworks land of Xuanlin City that he has not set foot in. It will be a matter of time before Lin Feiyu will be seen, but he never thought that that person would be the King of War.

Lin Yuan extinguished the charcoal fire, and ordered people to collect the mess in the pavilion, and the green smoke drifted with the wind towards the sky that was gradually darkening in Xuanlin City.

He stood on the porch, watching the blue smoke hidden in the sky, and the cumulus clouds seemed to be pressed down at any time, he murmured: "The sky is going to change!"

***

"The cumulus clouds have dispersed!" Shen Muting leaned back on the soft couch, holding a book in his hand, it was a comic book, it told stories about mountain spirits and ghosts, and it was so pretty.

Yue Zhuming was at the side peeling fruits for him, and feeding him some water from time to time, Shen Muting's whole body seemed to be growing on a soft bed, and he didn't want to get up.

"In your opinion, what's Lin Feiyu's plan!" Yue Zhuming asked softly, seeing the juice dripping from the corner of Shen Muting's mouth, she also didn't know what to think, so she bullied herself and sipped it all.

Shen Muting turned a page of the book, took a look at Yue Zhuming, felt that this person seemed to have made an inch today, and said: "If he is really willing to let go of his father, he will probably run away."

Lin Feiyu doesn't like the court, and doesn't make friends with people who have official positions. The only friend who has an official position is Yan Shifeng, the servant of the household department, but he makes friends with him because they are young.

However, after Yan Shifeng became an official, Lin Feiyu stayed away from him a lot, especially after Yan Shifeng got married.

"However, Lin Feiyu is not an unfaithful and unfilial person," Shen Muting's mouth curled up, "Wait!"

The fact that King Zhan met Lin Feiyu today can't be hidden for a few days. If Lin Yuan can withstand the pressure from all sides, Lin Feiyu can still be happy for a few days, but he is afraid that Lin Feiyu will feel sorry for his father.

And it is inevitable for Lin Feiyu to feel sorry for his father, who made him a dutiful son.

Yue Zhuming looked at Shen Muting's drooping eyebrows, and the more she looked at it, the more she found it more beautiful, so she couldn't help asking: "When will you treat me next time?"

Shen Muting raised his eyes from the book, "Is the prince so impatient?"

Yue Zhuming said in a deep voice: "This king wants to stand up."

He wanted to really feel this person, and he wanted to see him show more expressions to him.