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

Seeing Wei Jing's dull expression, Wei Chu immediately realized that there was something wrong with the names of these little Yuanxiao.

He hurriedly explained to Wei Jing: "I heard people say before that the more rustic the name, the easier it is to support, so..."

"Oh..." Wei Jing elongated his tone, then leaned casually on the soft pillow behind him, and said with a smile, "But Ah Ci's name is not earthy at all, it sounds nice, and it's easy to support."

Wei Chu was very surprised by his answer. He lowered his head in embarrassment when he heard the words, picked his hands wholeheartedly, and replied in a low voice: "Thank you for your compliment."

Wei Jing found that his concubine was extremely shy, and whenever she heard something that made her feel embarrassed, her ears and cheeks would immediately turn red.

Knowing this rule, the wicked Wei Jing couldn't help but want to tease the little girl who blushes easily, but before he could open his mouth, he saw Wei Chu's left hand sticking out from his sleeve, which seemed to be about to He bent down and hugged the Lantern Festival on the ground into his arms.

I heard Xi Ming once said that if a person is injured and the wound is licked by cats and dogs, it is very easy to suffer from rabies.

Anyone suffering from this disease will have symptoms of headache, fever, fear of water and wind, and the most frightening thing is that every person suffering from the disease has never lived beyond ten days, and will end up with dyspnea, consciousness waning form, tragic loss of life.

Seeing this, Wei Jing didn't have the mood to tease Wei Chu, so she opened her mouth to stop the hand that was about to hug Yuan Xiao.

But Wei Chu didn't make a sound when he hugged the dog. If Wei Jing made a sound at this time, Wei Chu would inevitably discover the secret he had been hiding all along.

In desperation, Wei Jing could only hug her stomach violently, and couldn't help but groaned in pain, in order to attract Wei Chu's attention: "Um..."

Sure enough, after Wei Chu heard the movement on his side, he let go of the hand holding Yuanxiao's front paw to play with it without thinking, turned around and asked nervously: "What's the matter, sir? But what's wrong?"

Wei Jing breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Wei Chu's attention had been diverted, and he probably wouldn't hug the dog again, so he waved his hand as if nothing happened, indicating that he was fine, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly felt unwell."

Wei Chu looked at him worriedly for a long time, and found that Wei Jing's face was indeed fine, so he nodded, and under Wei Jing's out-of-focus sight, he turned around and went to hug the dog again.

Yuan Xiao's tongue has been chattering excitedly for a long time, and it looks like if Wei Chu doesn't hold it again, it will jump onto the bed.

Wei Xiaoshizi had the idea of ​​fighting with the dog for the first time.

With the thought of saving people, Wei Jing had no time to think about it, and once again fell down in the direction of Wei Chu with her belly in her arms——

Unexpectedly, Wei Chu also heard the movement from his side, and as soon as he turned his head, a sickly but tall figure smashed towards him like a black cloud.

Wei Chu snorted, and clenched his fists subconsciously, but he knew that he could not understand the same as the patient, and even adjusted a comfortable posture for Wei Jing, and asked in a gentle voice: "My son? Do you need me to ask the doctor?" are you coming?"

Wei Jing shook his head wearily, calmly pressed his arms on Wei Chu's legs that were eager to run out of the bedroom, frowned and said, "Don't move... I'll just lie down for a while."

Hearing this, Wei Chu didn't dare to move his hands at once. After a while, he pursed his lips slightly, avoiding his eyes with red ears.

Wei Jing suddenly asked without thinking, "Does Yuan Xiao like to nibble on your fingers?"

Although Wei Chu was surprised, he still replied: "Since I had a child, I seldom eat it."

Wei Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Jing spent time silently with Yuan Xiao who was lying on the ground as if dozing off. After an unknown amount of time, he finally straightened up slowly when Yuan Xiao's snoring sounded, and leaned back on the soft pillow again.

Wei Chu, who sat up with him, raised his hand to tidy up his slightly messy collar, and then looked at Wei Jing, with undisguised concern in his dark pupils: "Your Majesty?"

Wei Jing coughed lightly, "It's all right now, Ah Ci, did I hurt your arm just now?"

Although he knew that he couldn't see, Wei Chu couldn't help but shook his head: "No, don't worry, my son."

Wei Chu's well-behaved appearance made Wei Jing's cheeks feel hot suddenly. Wei Jing, who felt weird about it, simply stopped thinking about it, and went to grope for the pup lying on the couch, pinching his left hand fondly. Pinch right to bang.

"By the way, Ah Ci brought these puppies from Zhongyonghou Mansion?"

Wei Jing rared the puppies one by one enough, and just remembered to ask Wei Chu about their origins.

Wei Chu shook his head and said: "I saw them by chance when I went to the back mountain that day. I thought they were so pitiful, so I brought them back and kept them in the firewood house in the backyard of Qingmu Pavilion."

Wei Jing couldn't bear to touch the little Yuanxiao who was almost shriveled in his eyes, and sighed, "There is no flesh when I touch it, so thin it hurts."

Hearing what he said, there was a trace of doubt in Wei Chu's eyes.

In his cognition, as long as there is life to survive, it is in a state of vitality; but in Wei Jing's view, for many years, the dogs raised in the Hou's mansion were all smooth and shiny, so how could they The Yuanxiao mother and son appeared with dry hair like this.

The two have different definitions of this matter, and naturally it is easy to cause misunderstandings.

Wei Chuquan became Wei Jing because he couldn't see, so he thought that the chubby little Yuanxiao was pitifully thin, and couldn't help feeling even more sad.

"Your Majesty, I will take good care of them." Wei Chu solemnly made a promise, and made a gesture like an ordinary person when he made an oath.

The bandage-wrapped left hand was immediately visible.

Wei Jing's Adam's apple rolled, and his brows frowned slightly, but he continued with Wei Chu's words: "...Ah Ci will naturally take good care of them."

As for how the hand was injured, he had to find a way to find out.

It's useless to talk too much, it's not too late.

After weighing it up, Wei Jing chose a very rude but effective method.

Relying on Wei Chu's understanding that he couldn't see, Wei Jing stretched out his hand towards him unscrupulously——

Wei Chu was lowering his head and stroking the soft hair on the top of Zhong Yuanxiao's head, combing it with his fingertips, when he was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

"Sir..."

Wei Chu stared at the hand on his wrist in astonishment, and his speech became stuttering, "You...are you uncomfortable?"

"I wanted to touch Da Yuanxiao, but who would have thought... I accidentally bumped into you..." Wei Jing said innocently.

"Ah, the Lantern Festival is here..." Wei Chu said, reaching out to grab the Lantern Festival.

Wei Jing hasn't achieved his goal yet, so how could he let go of this hand so easily.

He pretended to grope along Wei Chu's wrist, and finally got his wish when he came across the repeatedly wound bandages. Since then, he was able to make a fuss and ask in surprise: "Ah Ci, your hand is injured?"

Wei Chu immediately withdrew his hand back, and then felt that his movements were too fast, worried that Wei Jing would be suspicious, so he passed his right hand over and stuffed it into Wei Jing's palm: "I accidentally cut it the other day. , son, don’t touch the dirty blood.”

Wei Jing's eyebrows were furrowed, and her complexion became more and more gloomy.

***

As night fell, everything was silent.

Wei Jing was just about to lay down under the quilt to sleep peacefully, but heard a "squeak" from the door.

The movement is extremely light, but still hard to ignore.

Wei Chu stood at the door with a big red pillow in his arms. He glanced at Wei Jing's bed, then lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "My lord, today... I should sleep here."

When Wei Chu pushed the door and came in, Wei Jing had already caught a glimpse of him through the crack of the bed rail.

The clean and dusty beauty has jet-black hair, and her brows and eyes are full of moist mist after rinsing. Just looking at her lightly makes one's heart itch like being scratched by a cat's meat pad.

Wei Jing quickly looked away.

Wei Chu didn't know what was going on in his heart, he only knew that he had greeted Wei Jing, and he should go to the place where he slept before.

He had just placed the pillow and bent over to take off his shoes when he heard Wei Jing's voice.

"Ah Ci, you come to sleep on the couch, and I will sleep there."

Compared with the false humility on the first day of marriage, Wei Jing's sincerity is unprecedented this time.

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a gesture to get up from the bed and fumbled for shoes.

Wei Chu was about to untie the tie of his outer shirt, planning to lie down on the couch, when he heard the movement from Wei Jing, he hurriedly put on his clothes again and walked over: "My son, please lie down quickly, or you will have to sleep again." Got clicked."

"Ah Ci, be obedient." Wei Jing understood the meaning of the word "pointed", but still shook her head persistently, "You are a girl, so you can't catch a cold."

Wei Chu didn't talk nonsense with him. If he could order the first time, he wouldn't be embarrassed to order the second time.

"Offended, my son."

Wei Jing was poked by his finger and couldn't move again, so he could only let Wei Chu tuck him into the quilt, and said sorry: "The acupoints will be automatically released in half an hour, my son, please rest."

After pulling the curtain of the bed, Wei Chu turned around and went back to the couch, and lay down comfortably in the quilt.

Although the couch in this bedroom is not as comfortable as the big bed he slept on these days, he felt inexplicably at ease.

It was not yet halfway through the night, but Wei Chu was awakened by the sound of birds flapping their wings outside the window. He opened his eyes sleepily, raised his arms and looked at Wei Jing who was on the bed. Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he was relieved.

However, Wei Chu just wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep again, when the bird chirping was repeated in his ears, and he couldn't fall asleep anymore.

"Mother...Mother..."

There was a low whisper from the bed covered with layers of gauze curtains.

Having a nightmare?

Wei Chu didn't even care about wearing shoes, and hurriedly ran here with bare feet.

"My lord," Wei Chu opened the bed curtain, and called Wei Jing cautiously and softly, "My lord?"

He came out of the warm blanket without putting on an outer shirt, caught cold after going back and forth, and sneezed uncontrollably.

Wei Chu turned his head to avoid Wei Jing sneezing on the pillow, and the sleeping person whispered something in his sleep.

"A Jing will definitely avenge you..."

The sleep talk was not very clear at all, not to mention that Wei Chu couldn't think of what aspect Wei Jing said was related to, so he didn't think too much, just looked around for a clean veil, wanting to wipe off the slippery temples for him. side tears.

"Mother... don't leave Ah Jing..."

For some reason, Wei Chu felt that the "mother" Wei Jing called out was not the same person as Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess.

After realizing how outrageous what he was thinking, Wei Chu immediately discarded the thoughts in his head, and stretched out his hands to surround Wei Jing who was buried in the pillow, so as not to struggle and hurt himself.

Wei Jing was obsessed with the situation in the dream, she didn't know who the person in front of her was, she only knew that the arms that hugged him were thin and strong, and the arms that held him were thin but warm, just like when A Niang was alive and hugged him tightly look.

But in a blur, he suddenly felt quite different.

Wei Jing climbed onto the shoulders of the person in front of him recklessly, sobbing and wrapping around the waist that made him feel safe, "Mother..."

Wei Chu's breathing was slightly stagnant.

When I came back to my senses, I found that I had already hugged her in my arms, imitating the way a mother nursed a baby to sleep, and slowly swayed with her arms around Wei Jing's shoulders: "It's okay...don't cry..."

Wei Jing's low sobs gradually stopped, apparently falling asleep again.

Wei Chu gently wiped away the tears from Wei Jing's eyes with his fingertips, hugged him tighter, and comforted him softly: "It's okay, Ah Jing, it's okay."

The sky is bright, and the dream is awakened.

Wei Jing opened her eyes refreshed, and just about to call someone in to serve her, when her fingertips suddenly touched a cold hand, as if she was sick.

He hastily looked down——

An unsuspecting lazy sleeping face broke into his sight unexpectedly.

Could it be that the whole night...was sleeping like this?

The person lying on the side of the bed obviously didn't have a good rest due to his crooked sleeping position, and his eyes were not so lightly black, especially on his fair skin.

Wei Jing resisted the urge to touch the long eyelashes of the crow feathers, and her gaze involuntarily stayed on the bright red lips of the sleeping man.

After a long time, Wei Jing realized what she was doing and hurriedly looked away.

Maybe it was because he caught a cold at night and developed a fever. Wei Chu finally managed to wake up from the mist. Before he opened his eyes, he coughed twice uncontrollably.

After sniffing in embarrassment, he raised his arms and looked blank for a moment, before he realized where he was at this time, and hurriedly looked at Wei Jing who was on the bed.

I saw that Wei Jing was already dressed and groomed, and was sitting beside him, stroking Xiao Yuanxiao's belly reverently.

It looks really cute.

"When did the son arise?"

Wei Chu couldn't help being startled that his vigilance would become so bad, and he didn't respond when he was covered with a cloak, and he just slept until the sun was high before opening his eyes.

"I woke up earlier today." Wei Jing turned her head and smiled apologetically in Wei Chu's direction, "I don't have the strength to carry you to the couch, so I have to wrong you to sleep here covered with clothes .”

Wei Jing didn't talk about what happened last night, presumably she was either ignorant of her sleep talk, or she kept silent on purpose.

But no matter what, Wei Chu will not take the initiative to mention it.

The son of a bitch held Wei Jing's fingertips and sucked them continuously, and the sound of humming and chirping made Wei Chu bend his lips, "Little Yuanxiao is very close to the prince."

Wei Jing responded with a smile: "It's because Ah Ci taught them well that his personality is so docile."

Wei Chu lowered his head and folded Wei Jing's cloak on his body. Hearing this, the movements of his hands became more and more disobedient, and even his head became dizzy.

"Father is coming back today, and dinner is going to Juhe Hall." Wei Jing said.

He knew that Wei Chu was easily nervous, so he wanted to speak out earlier so that people could be mentally prepared.

Wei Chu closed the door of the cupboard and said "OK" back.

****

Juhe Hall.

Compared with the relaxation and joy of the bonfire in the courtyard lit by Princess Fuyang herself some time ago, the atmosphere in the hall at this moment is extraordinarily solemn.

Although Yang He, Marquis of Zhennan, is over half a hundred years old, his momentum still exists, and he is not angry.

He looked around indifferently for a week, and his eyes fell on Wei Jing: "Ah Jing, have you been feeling better recently?"

When everyone at the banquet heard his voice, they all involuntarily lowered the volume of the conversation.

Hearing his uncle's concern for him, Wei Jing was not in a hurry to respond, but slowly lowered his hands, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said loudly towards the source of the voice: "Please worry about my father, the baby is already in good health. A lot."

This moderate voice made Princess Fuyang nod in relief, and turned sideways to whisper to Yang He: "Ah Jing's body has improved so quickly, it's thanks to us, Ah Ci."

After hearing Princess Fuyang finish speaking, Yang He raised his eyes and looked at the person beside Wei Jing.

His youngest daughter, who had always been proud and arrogant, was now clinging to the newly married imperial concubine asking this and that, her eyes full of admiration and envy for the person in front of her.

"Look at these two children, they have such a good relationship." Yang He doted on his little daughter very much. Seeing her happy, he was also in a good mood, but then the conversation changed abruptly, looking at Wei Jing who was eating quietly, Ask Princess Fuyang, "But why do I feel that the relationship between Ah Jing and Shi Zifei is not as close and loving as you told me?"

As soon as these words came out, the laughter in the hall suddenly fell silent.

Wei Jing's fingers holding the teacup paused, her eyes darkened.

However, Wei Chu, who was stunned and had a splitting headache, did not ignore Zhennanhou's words at all, or even the expression on his face at any moment.

The purpose of the two competitions held every year in the battalion of dead soldiers is to select dead soldiers with high strength and quick mind to serve as alternate substitutes in the battalion of shadow guards.

Wei Chu was able to stand out at the age of eighteen, relying on his superior ability beyond ordinary people.

Almost at the same time when Yang He doubted and was about to say that sentence, Wei Chu had already naturally supported the low table, stood up dangling, and took advantage of his dizziness to move towards Wei Jing's He fell down in his arms.

During the period, he did not forget to control the force on Wei Jing's body, not only to achieve the goal, but also to avoid hurting others.

With his clothes fluttering, Wei Jing held his concubine in his arms firmly, and before he took the initiative to ask Wei Chu what happened, he heard the person in his arms let out a sigh of relief, completely pampered The appearance of the beautiful wife:

"Sanggong, I feel very dizzy... I need to rub..."

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Good night, babies~~

The red envelopes continue, hehehe