The daily life of a bereaved salted fish

Jiang Wu was put back on the bed, his inorganic eyes made him look like a dummy.

He said that he was mourning, and from morning to afternoon, he didn't even drink a sip of water, let alone eat.Qi Hanmiao was very distressed: "This servant is going to report to the Empress Dowager, let's stay for a few more days."

Yin Wuzhi said: "Let's go back to the palace as soon as possible."

Go back sooner, so that Yao Ji's matter can be dealt with as soon as possible. If this matter is not resolved, he will always have a knot in his heart.

Seeing that Jiang Wu had no objection, Qi Hanmiao nodded in agreement and said, "The slave will go and exchange a hot meal for His Majesty."

After he left, Yin Wuzhi carried Jiang Wu out of the house again, and the peach blossoms in the yard bloomed again after not seeing him overnight.Yin Wuzhi said: "It's cloudy, I'm afraid it will rain at night."

Jiang Wu didn't move, so he lifted Jiang Wu's chin and said, "Look, there are dark clouds in the sky."

Jiang Wu's eyelashes trembled, and finally he had a reaction.

As Yin Wuzhi said, the sky has become gloomy.The colors of the dark clouds are not exactly the same, but some are deep and some are shallow, and there is a large piece in the distance that is being blown here by the wind.

Not long after Yin Wuzhi entered the palace, he discovered that Jiang Wu had a hobby of watching the sky. If no one disturbed him, he could even sit motionless on the porch and watch the sky for several hours.

Yin Wuzhi patted his head and said, "Your Majesty, if you are unhappy at anything, you can tell me."

Jiang Wu felt that he was not unhappy at all, he was simply mourning, the daily life of mourning was mourning, and there was no reason for mourning.

Yin Wuzhi squatted down in front of him, and said, "Is it possible that yesterday, I hugged His Majesty too tightly, making His Majesty uncomfortable?"

no.Although Zangpi will also subconsciously pursue a more comfortable posture, in fact, he can lie flat and accept the discomfort in most cases.The so-called comfort does not make him happy, and the so-called discomfort does not make him bored.

Yin Wuzhi took out the rouge box and said, "Do you want this, Your Majesty?"

The exquisite pattern of wisps of sky swayed in front of Jiang Wu, but it didn't arouse his interest at all.

He subconsciously recalled Yin Wuzhi's appearance with lip balm, and when he was kissed by him.Jiang Wu can feel very comfortable, so comfortable that he can feel joy, but in fact, if he doesn't have it, it seems to be nothing.

I'm curious what peaches taste like, but if you think about it, it won't affect anything if you can't eat them.

If he dies at this point and returns to the wandering soul, he will not regret it.

Yin Wuzhi put the box back, looked at him for a while, then pulled the stool and sat beside him, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, said: "Your Majesty."

Kiss again: "Your Majesty."

From his cheek to his lips, "Your Majesty, look at me."

In the end, he still had to reach out and turn Jiang Wu's head to himself.Those clear eyes regained their lifeless and dead silence, as if everything yesterday was just a dream he had.

In Jiang Wu's heart, he is still just an insignificant person.

"Your Majesty..." Yin Wuzhi opened his mouth, wanting to say something to seduce him.But he found that he couldn't find any words that could cause him to fluctuate.

Jiang Wu seldom has ups and downs about anything, be it people or things.Yesterday he could clearly feel that Jiang Wu liked him and had feelings for him, but after just one night, all the throbbing disappeared.

"I'll go back tomorrow." He said, "Let's have some soup later and have a good rest."

At dinner, Jiang Wucong finally felt hungry, he barely ate a few mouthfuls of tofu curd, Yin Wuzhi immediately ordered someone to prepare hot water.There was no warm pool in the temple, so someone brought in a large wooden barrel and filled it with hot water. Afterwards, Jiang Wu was undressed by him and put in.

He straightened his legs in the large bucket, then slid down slowly, supported his head with one hand, and said, "It's too small to float, be careful of choking on the water."

Yin Wuzhi took a wooden pillow and put it behind his head, pulled up his long hair, and said: "My father also often helps my mother to pull her hair. Before that, in southern Xinjiang, he personally tailored a long hair for my mother. Wooden barrels, like this, put wooden sleepers in the water."

Jiang Wu had heard that King Dingnan and his wife had a very good relationship. Maybe it was because King Dingnan was an infatuated person that he raised Yin Wuzhi, a child with deep obsession.

Jiang Wu ignored him, and Yin Wuzhi was not angry either. He rolled up his cuffs, wiped his body with a towel, and said, "You're just not used to being a human being. When you get used to it later, you will feel that it is good to be a human being. In the future, I will I will always be with you, just like my father was with my mother."

Yin Wuzhi looked at him, Jiang Wu just lowered his eyelashes and looked at his hands in the water.

Yin Wuzhi's hands are beautiful, especially white in the water, which complements the color of his knees.

They were all reddened by the hot water.

Yin Wuzhi whispered: "The horns should also be cleaned up."

Jiang Wu: "?"

he:"!"

"Yin Wuzhi."

Yin Wuzhi raised his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, I am finally willing to take care of you."

Jiang Wu wanted to go up, but this bucket just allowed him to straighten his legs, as if he was stuck in it, at least he had to grab the side of the bucket to get up.

He was lazy, so he ordered: "Don't move."

This noodle emperor, he is too lazy to be like a lump, and he has a big temper all day long.Yin Wuzhi didn't listen.

Jiang Wu: "Yin Wuzhi."

He moved his toes, propped himself up and went up, but Yin Wuzhi grabbed his ankle and dragged him down again.

Jiang Wu: "..."

"What does Your Majesty regard as a minister?"

Jiang Wu straightened one foot, retracted the other hand at a slant, kicked back abruptly, frowned and said, "Yin Wuzhi."

"Yin Wuzhi, what is it to His Majesty?"

"Yin Wu..." His voice was interrupted by a moan, and he looked over tearfully.Yin Wuzhi asked, "What is it?"

His eyes were a little dim, and a familiar tremor spread all over Jiang Wu's body. His knees touched and then separated, his clear eyeballs were shrouded in mist, and he looked a little confused: "What do you think?"

The shadow in front of him was suppressed, Yin Wuzhi looked at him from top to bottom, and said: "I want to stay with Your Majesty forever and grow old together."

"You think, do it, Empress." Jiang Wu brushed the board with his fingertips, trembling uncontrollably: "You're not a girl... huh."

A quarter of an hour later, the noodle emperor was moved back to the bed.

His sleepy eyes began to blur.

After all, his understanding of human beings is still too superficial, and he only thought that daily activities would cause fatigue. Only now did he realize that just being moved casually will also cause deeper fatigue.

Yin Wuzhi leaned on him in vain, leaned over and kissed his cheek, and said, "Your Majesty, do you want to sleep again?"

"Humph."

Yin Wuzhi finally saw a bit of anger from his face, he stroked Jiang Wu's wet temples, and said with satisfaction: "Your Majesty, I have agreed to let you be the queen."

Jiang Wu made a gasp from his nose.

"It doesn't matter if you don't agree." Yin Wuzhi said: "As long as I can be with His Majesty, I don't care about my status."

Jiang Wu thought drowsily, Yin Wuzhi has been by his side for so long, and it seems that he did not ask for anything. He obviously suffered so many gossip about the noble concubine last time, but in the end he still didn't force him to express anything. state.

... Yin Wuzhi must be very tired if he likes someone so much.

An hour later, Jiang Wu didn't think so anymore.

He felt more tired.

He fell asleep, but was quickly awakened by the movement outside.If, as Yin Wuzhi said, it was raining outside, the torrential rain was accompanied by the roar of thunder. The mountain rain was heavy, but soon, the people around him got up.

Jiang Wu didn't move, Yin Wuzhi pricked up his ears.

Amid the thunder and lightning, there was an intermittent voice: "There is an assassin—!"

Then, there was the sound of swords clashing.

Yin Wuzhi quickly put on his clothes, he glanced at Jiang Wu, and stopped before he was about to go out.

Jiang Wu knew that he should be worried about King Dingnan.After all, the assassins entered the temple. At best, they sneaked in. The guards of the temple have not found out yet. At worst, King Dingnan and Marquis Wu may have been injured.

The weather of lightning and thunder, the whole month of peace and stability, and the return to the palace tomorrow, I believe that many people will be more or less slack tonight.

This assassin is very good at timing.

Yin Wuzhi paced back and forth, short of breath.

The small courtyard here has always been very quiet, apparently he judged that most of the chaos seemed to be concentrated on the Empress Dowager's side.But the sound of heavy soldiers approaching was already heard outside the courtyard. It should be that the Empress Dowager noticed something strange and ordered people to rush over to protect Jiang Wu.

He walked out quickly, ready to ask what happened, when he just stepped out of the door, a black shadow rushed towards him, Yin Wuzhi was unarmed, and tilted his head to avoid the blow.

At the same time, several figures rushed over and quickly attacked that person.

Jiang Wu's hidden guards all wore masks, while the assassin's face was covered with a black cloth, which was easy to distinguish.

But there are more and more masked people.

The officers and soldiers who had just arrived outside the door also joined the battle.

The rain was splashing, making people's eardrums hurt. Yin Wuzhi quickly retreated into the room and came to the bedside. From the time he went out and was assassinated to the time he came back, it didn't take more than half an hour, but the person on the bed was lost. gone.

Jiang Wu was being carried by someone and running in the rainstorm.

He was exhausted and full of complaints.

This year's assassins are really stupid. They wanted to hijack him but they didn't know how to break in through the window. Obviously, Yin Wuzhi was standing outside the window as soon as he went out, but he kept murmuring. He didn't know what he was thinking. Put on the clothes and call the window in person.

Zhao Cheng is also full of subtlety and weirdness at the moment.

He had actually dealt with Jiang Wu back then, and he knew very well that the other party's martial arts were very strong. He was going to throw incense through the window to stun people before attacking, but he didn't expect this guy to open the window by himself in a daze. Hit him.

It seems that the guy who said bitterly did not betray him. Jiang Wu is really as weak and fragile as a baby now because he suffers from puppet sleepiness.

He wiped the rainwater from his face, Jiang Wu was shaken dizzy, and soon fell asleep again.

Woke up again, because the noisy rainstorm suddenly went away.

Someone said: "Seal the door well, I don't want to see other people's footprints here again."

Jiang Wu was thrown directly on the ground, paralyzed like noodles.

His whole body was drenched, but because he had been moved by Yin Wuzhi in the middle of the night, when he got up he was only wearing an outer shirt, and when he was thrown on the ground, his legs were exposed.

Zhao Cheng stared at Bai Shengsheng's legs for a moment, then stretched out his hands to pick him up, and threw him directly into the hot spring in the cave.

Jiang Wu was caught off guard and took a big sip of water. He wanted to cough, but more water poured into his nasal cavity. He opened his mouth uncontrollably, and his whole body became excited.

Dying, finally dying.

No matter who this assassin is, after he returns to Wandering Soul and meets Yin Wuzhi, he must thank the other party's family.

By the water, Zhao Cheng, who was about to change his clothes, looked at Jiang Wu strangely.

This... puppet sleepiness actually makes people lose their desire to survive.

He didn't care about taking off half of his clothes, so he reached out to grab Jiang Wu, but Jiang Wu had already sunk from one side to the other. The pool was too big, Zhao Cheng missed him and had to jump in, hugging him with both hands out of the water.

Jiang Wu's face was already a little blue from suffocation.

Zhao Cheng frowned fiercely a few times, put him directly on the edge of the pool, supported his back, and used his internal force to force out the accumulated water in his lungs.

Jiang Wu could already clearly feel that his soul had left his body, but he was caught off guard and dragged back again, coughing and spitting several times.

"Come here, go teach the great doctor of suffering." Zhao Cheng wrapped his arms around Jiang Wu again, and said with a gloomy face: "Go get clean clothes again, don't let him catch the wind and cold."

He looked down at Jiang Wu again, and his gloomy face became even gloomy.

I wanted to arrest someone to exchange for my mother, and humiliate me by the way, but now...

The more Zhao Cheng thought about it, the angrier he became, and a vein popped up on his forehead.

Jiang Wu also didn't expect that he would still be unable to die under the hands of the assassin. He was so tired that he decided to seamlessly switch to sleep first.

When Gu Yan arrived, Jiang Wu had already changed into clean clothes and lay down on Zhao Cheng's bed, while Zhao Cheng was standing by the bed with his hands behind his back, staring at him motionless.

Gu Yan's eyes darkened, and he bowed and said, "See Your Highness."

"He fell asleep." Zhao Cheng said, his distorted face was full of powerless rage, he restrained himself: "He fell asleep under the command of Gu, the prince of the enemy country."

Gu Yan stepped forward silently, took a look at Jiang Wu, and said with a pricking heart: "I slept soundly."