After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Seeing that Wei Chu actually agreed, Mrs. Daxi was vaguely puzzled when the stone fell from her heart.

Although Beiyu's folk customs are open, it is not uncommon for high-ranking officials to take male concubines and ordinary people to marry their husbands, but the Seventeen in front of him is obviously aloof and arrogant, how could he so easily agree to this substitute? thing?

Could it be that the Seventeenth...was in love with the son of the Marquis of Zhennan?

Before seeing the dead men brought back by Chen Quan, Mrs. Daxi had never seen the hidden piles of the Zhennan Hou Mansion, but she had heard a lot about them.

If it wasn't dispatched by the commander, it would be absolutely impossible for the dead to meet the masters of the Hou Mansion on weekdays, so the possibility of Seventeen getting acquainted with Wei Jing can be regarded as extremely slim.

So in the final analysis, it can only be said that the young man's active and cooperative attitude is ultimately out of loyalty.

Mrs. Daxi couldn't help feeling more and more sincere admiration for the dead man.

"I just saw the many wounds on your body, but were they left when you performed missions outside?"

Mrs. Daxi knew that the Zhennan Hou Mansion would not abuse lynching at will, otherwise this child would not have such a determined sense of belonging to the Hou Mansion.

Wei Chu heard her suddenly ask such a sentence. Although he felt strange, he still replied calmly: "Yes, but please rest assured, madam, I will definitely not delay..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mrs. Daxi interrupted with a bit of complaint: "Don't talk about this anymore. From now on, you will get along with me as Ah Ci. Don't forget this matter."

Wei Chu nodded in a daze, but the confusion in his eyes was completely exposed, obviously he didn't understand Mrs. Daxi's meaning.

Luo Yue, Mrs. Daxi's personal maid, couldn't help laughing. She explained it again for Wei Chu, who was in a daze for her mistress: "Ma'am, what she means is that from today onwards, she will be your mother, and you should do it as soon as possible." Get used to it."

Wei Chu's fingers paused, his eyelashes trembled slightly, "...Mother?"

This title was too unfamiliar to him, it was so strange that for a moment he couldn't learn the tone of these two words.

"Hey," Mrs. Daxi replied with a smile, "When you arrive at Zhennanhou's mansion, you must always remember to address the eldest princess and Zhennanhou, and don't forget the rules."

Wei Chu pursed his lips, feeling an inexplicable sourness in his heart: "It's... mother."

Mrs. Daxi nodded, and then said: "Your voice is not very deep, it shouldn't be too much trouble to disguise it, and fortunately my family's A Ci is very martial, and outsiders know that she is like a tomboy, so her voice is rougher. More detailed, no one will go into it.”

Wei Chu silently remembered it in his heart.

"The prince of Zhennan Hou's affection for Ah Ci, I think, may be due to the fact that Ah Ci did not break off the engagement with him, but what he doesn't know is how the marriage contract bestowed by the Holy Majesty can be easily broken. After all, he is..."

Mrs. Daxi's voice paused, and she looked up at Wei Chu again.

She didn't know if the child knew Wei Jing's true identity was a matter for the current prince, but if one more person knew, it would be more dangerous, so when talking about this matter, Mrs. Da Xi knew that she could not tell the truth rashly. , so as not to bring unnecessary trouble to the Zhennanhou Mansion.

Whenever Wei Chu heard a topic about Wei Jing, he would cheer up, and his dark eyes became deeper and deeper because of his concentration.

He still wanted to hear Mrs. Daxi say something about the Zhennanhou Mansion, but the dizziness that struck him again made him unable to concentrate.

But even so, Wei Chu still clenched his extremely short nails in his palms to keep his sanity clear.

But Madam Daxi seemed to have other things to do, she waved her hand at Wei Chu, and said, "Okay, don't stand here basking in the sun, you'll get dizzy from the sun, let Luoyue take you..."

Before Mrs. Daxi finished her words, the figure of the young man who was still standing under the eaves swayed, then his neck went limp and he lost consciousness.

"Ouch! What's going on? Come here! Luoyue, go and call Doctor Qin!"

In order to check the birthmark on her body before, Mrs. Daxi asked Wei Chu to take off her clothes, but after all, there were female relatives present, so she didn't take off her clothes so thoroughly. Now that the doctor has arrived at the mansion, if she wants to find out the reason for Wei Chu's fainting, she still needs to be careful. Check it out.

"Doctor Qin, over here, be careful of the threshold."

Luoyue led Dr. Qin who usually gave Mrs. Daxi a pulse, and walked quickly into the bedroom where Wei Chu was temporarily placed.

After many years of rigorous training, even if someone touches them in their sleep, the dead soldiers will immediately regain consciousness, and they will instinctively strike, killing the future with one move.

Poor Dr. Qin twisted his beard, and was just about to lean over and sit on the edge of the bed, reaching out to touch the fingers of the person on the bed, when his throat was tightly clamped by a thin and strong hand, unable to break free!

"Oh! Dada..."

The "Mrs. Daxi" who was blocked in her mouth couldn't call out. For a while, Dr. Qin felt that he seemed to see the Wangchuan River under the Naihe Bridge.

"Seventeen, seventeen, let go!"

Mrs. Daxi had never seen such a posture before. In order to save Dr. Qin who had started to roll her eyes, she could only roll up her sleeves, rush over bravely, hold Wei Chu's wrist firmly, and shake it desperately, "Don't let go, people!" going to die!"

Hearing Mrs. Daxi's voice, Wei Chu suddenly recovered from the nightmare, subconsciously let go of the neck that did not threaten his safety, and lowered his eyes to apologize: "I'm sorry."

"Cough cough cough cough..."

Dr. Qin narrowly escaped death, disregarding the elegant demeanor of the doctor, staggered two steps back towards the door, stared at Wei Chu defensively, and asked Luoyue in a low voice: "This... who is this?"

Looking at his body... he looks like a brother?

The shoulders are much wider than women's, but they can't be measured by the generous skeleton of ordinary men.

In today's world, many brothers don't want to be known by others.

This is because my brother's identity will be subject to many restrictions, for example, he cannot be an examiner, he cannot practice medicine, and he cannot even assume the responsibility of an ordinary man looking for a job outside and supporting his family. Therefore, many brothers will deliberately conceal their identities and try their best not to Make others feel out of place.

This young man has suffered so many injuries, there must be something he can't tell.

Wouldn't it be too unfair to him if his future life was affected because of his troubles.

What's more, brother should know that he belongs to brother, so why should he talk too much.

That's it.

Seeing Doctor Qin standing there, looking stupid, Luo Yue quickly brought a cup of tea for Doctor Qin, and replied with a wry smile: "Our Third Miss."

Doctor Qin gasped again. It turned out that it was the third lady of Zhongyong Houfu who punched the old street bully and kicked the domestic violence man in the alley.

Could it be that I really guessed wrong?

Although Mrs. Daxi is a woman, but when she was young, after all, she was a member of the family who carried a knife and rode a horse, and saw the world. Seeing that Doctor Qin's complexion has returned to his previous state, she politely invited: "Qin Doctor, please continue to check the pulse."

Dr. Qin was still in shock and said: "Madam, please let the old man... give it first, give yourself a diagnosis first..."

Mrs. Da Xi: "..."

After doctor Qin had diagnosed Wei Chu's pulse, he moved to the stool next to the table, hung the tip of his pen, and remained silent.

Seeing that there was no ink on the paper in front of him, Mrs. Daxi couldn't help but sweat for Wei Chu's body:

"Doctor Qin, what happened? Besides this injury, is there any other problem with my Ah Ci's body?"

Doctor Qin smacked his lips, and said hesitantly: "Miss San... has a lot of old injuries on her body. Maybe it's because she was too brave when practicing martial arts before. After her body recovers this time, she must be more careful." , In addition, Miss San is also worried and depressed, and I hope Mrs. Da Xi will communicate with Miss San more on weekdays, so that she can feel the warmth of her family, so that it will be good for her body's recovery."

Luoyue nodded in response, and then told the maid beside her: "Yunyang, please remember carefully, don't let the third lady lose her sense of proportion when practicing martial arts in the future."

Yunyang was originally Da Xici's personal maid, and this time such a big incident happened in the mansion, the person who is most anxious is not Mrs. Da Xi, but her who is afraid of losing her life.

Now that things have turned around, Yun Yang has firmly grasped the way to survive, and she will agree to whatever Luo Yue orders.

Taking advantage of the conversation between the two, Doctor Qin fell into deep thought again.

Just now when he checked the wound on the third lady's body, although Mrs. Daxi covered the important part with clothes in advance, he still questioned her real identity.

Based on years of experience in practicing medicine, the so-called third lady on the bed must be my brother.

Doctor Qin came to a conclusion and wanted to take another look at Wei Chu's face to confirm his inference.

However, as soon as he raised his head, he met Wei Chu's gaze who was also looking at him.

There seemed to be a sharp blade made of ice hidden in those eyes, and with just one glance, the cold sword energy could hit his throat to death.

Doctor Qin trembled, and immediately overturned his doubts in his heart.

Must have been wrongly diagnosed.

With such a strong temper, how could he be a soft and weak brother?

While Doctor Qin was still writing the prescription, Mrs. Daxi turned her head and took a deep look at the young man who was still lying on the pillow with his eyes closed.

After a long time, he sighed faintly, patted the back of Luoyue's hand, and ordered in a low voice:

"After the big wedding, I will go to the northern border in person."

***

Living in Zhongyonghou's Mansion for more than half a month, Wei Chu, who was cared for by a group of people, soon recovered.

He was instructed by Mrs. Daxi and under the guidance of the foster mother, he learned how to reply to His Royal Highness the Princess and Zhennanhou.

On weekdays, even if the son is blind and cannot see Wei Chu, Wei Chu will inevitably have to face His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess and Marquis of Zhennan. If he is not careful, they will inevitably see some clues.

In addition, Wei Chu gradually mastered some of the skills that Da Xici was quite proficient in daily life, and finally let Mrs. Da Xi relax completely, and canceled the order to guard Da Xi at the gates of the major cities in Beiyu Kingdom. Traces of human hands.

In Zhongyonghou's mansion, there were very few people who learned that Da Xici escaped marriage, but now Wei Chu has learned [-]% of Da Xici's expression habits cleverly, even Yunyang sometimes forgets that the young man in front of him is not The former Miss San.

……

The wedding day arrived as promised amidst the discussions among the people in Beijing.

Wei Chu sat obediently in front of the bronze mirror, letting a group of people surround him, combing his hair for a while, and arguing with each other for a long time.

His patience is not good, but today is an exception.

Wei Chu's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably when he thought of the place where he would be sent to by bearers after he put on the wedding dress later.

After waiting for too long, Wei Chu felt that even after realizing that his long-cherished wish had come true, he still couldn't easily believe it was true.

There are still some noisy conversations around.

Wei Chuyuan thought, as long as he could go back to the Hou's mansion, he would let them torment him, it would never be more uncomfortable than being stabbed.

Therefore, Wei Chu still thought so even when the Quanfu woman who had made a face for him put down the horn comb in her hand, turned around, and took out two cotton threads from the tray on the table.

But until the woman touched the cotton thread wrapped with copper coins to his face——

Wei Chu almost jumped up from the stool on the spot: "!!!"

He raised his hand to touch the skin on his cheek that seemed quite unfamiliar for a moment, and asked in confusion, "...What is this?"

"Third Miss, bear with it, it will hurt a little when you open your face, but this is also for the blessing of Third Miss and Shi Ziye, and it will be healed soon."

All right, for the sake of Wei Jing, he can bear it.

"finished?"

Wei Chu thought that it was just a scrape, and after the pain was over, he would never experience it again.

"This is just the beginning. The purpose of opening the face is to scrape off all the fine hairs on Miss San's face, so that the lead powder can better adhere to the skin, and the makeup effect will be more beautiful."

Wei Chu sucked in a breath very slowly, and closed his eyes resignedly.

"Besides, I'm 63 years old this year, and I'm the oldest blessed person in Beijing, so I'm sure I'll bring blessings to Miss San and the Eldest Son."

"Third Miss is really heroic, a hero among women, her eyebrows are so shaped that I don't know what to do, I really have nowhere to start."

……

The pain on Wei Chu's face continued, and Mrs. Quanfu's mouth kept talking.

"As far as you're going to say, are you trying to ask Miss San for some money?" Luo Yue teased from the sidelines.

Hearing that he was being asked for a reward, Wei Chu couldn't help becoming a little nervous.

He was originally a penniless dead man, and when Steward Chen brought him out of Zhennanhou's residence, he was brought here all the way before he even had time to dig through the dog hole where he hid his money.

Now someone is thinking about asking him to give out money, Wei Chu couldn't help curling his fingers in his sleeves.

Where does he have money to give them.

"Here, the third miss rewarded you." Seeing Wei Chu's embarrassed face, Yunyang hurriedly took out her purse to strengthen his face, "Hurry up and put on makeup for the third miss, if it's late, let alone the lady, it's just Her Royal Highness the eldest princess will not spare you."

Wei Chu's complexion was already fair, so he didn't need to apply too much lead powder, which saved a lot of time.

Suddenly, Luoyue said in surprise: "After working so hard for so many days, I forgot to pierc Miss San's ears! How can I put these earrings on?"

Ear piercing?

Wei Chu subconsciously thought of the punishment in the death camp. After being gently pinched and rubbed by Luoyue's earlobe, he came back to his senses and asked, "How do you pierce your ears?"

The implication seems to be to do it yourself.

"Piercing the ear is rubbing the earlobe repeatedly with a lead bar..." The maid who was helping Wei Chu paste the flowers on his forehead explained in embarrassment, "But there is no time to rub the earlobe slowly with a lead bar..."

"Miss Three!"

Yunyang exclaimed, and everyone followed her gaze——

Wei Chu picked up the red coral earrings that he was going to wear on his ears today, pointed them at the center of the earlobe, exerted a little force with his fingertips, and the sharp silver needles pierced into the flesh.

The grand wedding of the eldest son of Zhennanhou's Mansion caused an uproar in the whole territory of Beiyu, and some people even traveled thousands of miles to set off early, just to witness the unprecedented grand occasion in Beijing.

Princess Fuyang, who has always been strong, will naturally not disappoint them.

On the ten-mile long road from Zhennanhou's Mansion to Zhongyonghou's Mansion, she ordered people to spread the red wedding carpet long ago. The trees on both sides of the road were actually decorated with clusters of flowers in the cold winter, completely looking extremely beautiful. The extravagant appearance seems to be afraid that someone will find some mistakes and look down on Wei Jing.

Eight large sedan chairs carried the third young lady of Daxi's family into the gate of Zhennanhou's mansion in a graceful manner.

After entering the gate of the mansion, people outside would no longer be able to see what was going on inside, but the scenery along the way was enough to prove how much the Zhennan Hou Mansion attached importance to Wei Jing, completely shutting the mouths of all those with ulterior motives.

Wei Chu never knew that getting married was such a tiring thing, even though he never knelt down in front of the hall with Wei Jing to worship heaven and earth.

According to the date of the marriage contract, Da Xici did not come to the Zhennan Hou Mansion as a Chongxi, so Princess Fuyang would not let her pay homage to the rooster, but asked Xi Niang to send her directly to the bridal chamber.

Wei Chu covered his head with his back pressed against the door, secretly suppressing his beating heart like a drum, and pursed his lips tightly.

Wei Jing was lying on the big Hongxi bed less than ten steps away from him.

Faced with the scene that had been imagined countless times during these days, Wei Chu dared not take a half step forward.

After struggling for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage, clenched the wide sleeves of the wedding dress, and walked cautiously towards the bed.

The phoenix crown on the head swayed slightly, making a crisp crashing sound, which was especially obvious in the quiet room.

According to common sense, this level of noise would wake up the sleeping person no matter what, but Wei Jing on the bed didn't respond, even the rise and fall of her chest was not obvious, just like...

Wei Chu's heart was suddenly tightly gripped by an invisible iron hand.

He no longer cared about the next process and etiquette, and hurriedly ran towards the wedding bed with the hem of his skirt.

When the cold wind hit with light fragrance, Wei Jing was ready to fight back.

But the bride pressed her head against his chest, and it took a long time before she breathed a sigh of relief:

"Alive."

Wei Jing:? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Wei Jing: In the eyes of my wife, is it so easy for me to die?

Chu Chu: Stop talking, be careful not to damage your vocal cords

Good night, good morning, boys~ There will be another update in the afternoon or evening, hehe, the red envelopes continue~~~Waving a small handkerchief.GIF