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

But after holding that thin wrist, Wei Jing immediately forgot about Wei Chu's suspicious behavior just now, and could only feel the cold temperature from the skin he touched.

pitifully cold.

"Your Majesty? Are you awake?" Wei Chu seemed a little surprised, he froze subconsciously, and then tried to pull his wrist from Wei Jing's shackles.

Thinking that he was awake after all, even if Wei Chu wanted to do something again, he probably wouldn't do it when he was awake and could shout for help.

What's more, Wei Jing's increasing skill has allowed Wei Jing to go through thirty or fifty moves under the hands of Xi Ming, so when facing Wei Chu who doesn't know whether his internal strength is superior to his own, Wei Jing still retains a little courage and fearlessness Yes, even confident that he can easily subdue people within five moves.

Therefore, Wei Jing quickly let go of the cold wrist that was clenched in his palm, cleared his throat, pretended to be innocent, and looked in Wei Chu's direction with absent-minded eyes: "Ah Ci? It's you? Why did you come here today?" ?”

"I..." Wei Chu seemed a little embarrassed, but he hesitated for a moment, looking at Wei Jing's bright and dull eyes, and said with a blushing face: "My son... the New Year is coming soon, I'm thinking... I will give you a necklace to ward off evil spirits."

This reason sounds...it's a bit outrageous.

If it were placed on someone else, Wei Jing would definitely not believe this rhetoric.

But his eyes could see, and he could also clearly see the clean and clear eyes of the person in front of him, which contained scattered stars and brimming with water.

That look doesn't lie.

Wei Jing's heart skipped a beat, she endured her irrepressible curiosity, and asked slowly, "Necklace?"

Wei Chu was inevitably a little embarrassed to be forced to speak out what he had been secretly hiding all along.

Hearing this, he nodded, gestured with his hand on his neck, and said warmly: "It's a giant clam, which is a Buddhist repellent. I heard from them that wearing it for a long time can calm the mind and calm the mind, and it can also protect the body. .”

Wei Jing stroked the cold residual warmth left by her fingertips, lowered her eyes and listened to him.

"So I wanted to secretly measure your neck while Shizi was asleep, but I didn't expect..." He paused, pursed his lips in embarrassment, and his eyes fell on his wrist that was gripped blue by Wei Jing. He continued, "But it disturbed Shizi's clear dream."

Wei Jing's breathing was slightly stagnant.

No one has ever treated him like this.

Wei Chu said something else, but Wei Jing slipped away and only vaguely heard "very expensive" and "not enough". When he wanted to ask again, Wei Chu had already tightened the belt of the small burden on his back, and was about to turn around and leave Wei Jing's bedroom.

"Ah Ci..." Wei Jing hastily stretched out her hand to grab Wei Chu's fingertips, but didn't know what she wanted to say.

After a long time, it suddenly occurred to him that he wanted to cover this hand warmer.

Seeing Wei Jing's sudden movement, Wei Chu couldn't help blinking his eyes in surprise, his heartbeat accelerated like a drum, and he didn't know how to react at all.

Could it be... the prince wants to...

But if it is really verified that he is not the real Da Xici, won't Wei Jing be heartbroken, and even his illness will be more serious?

Thinking of Mrs. Daxi's words "If he knew about Daxici's escape from marriage, he might not be able to survive this winter", Wei Chu couldn't help being more and more frightened.

No, Wei Jing must not be allowed to know the truth at this time.

After thinking about it, Wei Chu decisively pulled his hand out of Wei Jing's palm, and hurriedly walked out of the bedroom without saying a word.

"..." Wei Jing, who had an empty palm, also realized his rudeness just now. He couldn't say anything more, so he could only lie back on the pillow irritably, staring at the railing above his head sullenly.

How can this be so?

The bedroom door was closed by Wei Chu.

Wei Jing's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Compared with the past, the sound of closing the door...was quite ruthless, and he must have been angry.

That's right, who told him to touch other people's hands uncontrollably?

It was too abrupt and shameless.

Even though the two of them are already married, they are not familiar with each other after all. Besides, as the son of the Hou family who has been personally taught by the prince Shaofu, how could he act so impolitely?

How can one forget the long-standing creed just because he stays in Qingmu Pavilion all day long?

When in front of others, don't be self-righteous, self-satisfied, ordinary but confident; don't be mischievous, short-sighted, incompetent and arrogant.

He has always done a good job of not reading other people's feelings at will.

But... But the Crown Princess wants to make a giant clam necklace for him.

Wei Jing sighed heavily.

I really... love him so much.

So, you pulled your hand back because you were shy?

After realizing this serious fact, Wei Jing's already extremely faint drowsiness completely disappeared.

He lifted the quilt, sat on the bed with a soft pillow in his arms, thinking hard about how he should plan next, and how he should respond to Wei Chu.

After all, the great revenge has not been avenged, and it is really difficult for him to squeeze out extra energy to allocate to personal emotions.

For a long time, Wei Jing has never been a person who likes to reveal her inner emotions.

Some of the memories about his biological mother that he lost when he was young made him immersed in deep nostalgia all the time, and he could only learn from Xi Ming's mouth that one after another was not a complete story.

The winter day of the first year of Yongshuo was the year when Empress Mu gave birth to a dragon seed for Emperor Yongshuo for the first time.

Emperor Yongshuo didn't know how to celebrate the joy of getting the eldest son, so he could only use amnesty to show his subjects how much he cared about the eldest son.

But just when everyone thought that the eldest son would definitely become the current crown prince step by step, the heavily guarded central palace walked away when Queen Mu left the palace.

Empress Mu knew martial arts, but regardless of her own safety and the obstruction of the servants, she insisted on rushing into the scene of the fire. After rescuing the baby, she found that the child had died from the smoke.

The despair brought by the death of her youngest son to Empress Mu subsided for three years, and only in the fifth year of Yongshuo did she give birth to a baby boy again.

In order to appease Empress Mu, Emperor Yongshuo specially named the child Jing, and the implication was obvious.

It is precisely this word "Jing" that is tantamount to announcing the world, which once again brought disaster to the turbulent Zhonggong.

It was late autumn in the capital, and the southern border sent a princess from the royal family, intending to seek peace with the mighty Bei Yu.

It's just a small subsidiary country that pays taxes and tribute, and Emperor Yongshuo naturally has no reason to refuse.

In the eyes of Emperor Yongshuo, who is surrounded by countless beauties, Empress Mu, who has already given birth to two sons, cannot be compared with the young and beautiful foreign princess.

Therefore, ever since the southern princess entered the harem, Emperor Yongshuo never spent even a full night in the harem. The princess of the southern border raised her at her knees.

Since she is a princess of a different race, the Beiyu royal family will certainly not allow her to give birth to Wei's blood.

Different from her childhood sweetheart, Empress Mu, who flirts freely, Concubine Yun Gui was very obedient at first, and she did what Emperor Yongshuo ordered, completely satisfying the man's desire to conquer and receiving all the favors.

But how can people who stay in the imperial city have no ambitions? Gradually, Concubine Yun is no longer willing to be a childless and powerful concubine. She wants to gain power, and wants to let her children sit there. On the throne, bow down to all living beings.

And at that time, she could also naturally become Bei Yu's master.

With this greedy thought in mind, Concubine Yun started her careful plan.

Although Emperor Yongshuo is very obsessed with her now, the one who sits on the phoenix seat is always the unsightly Empress Mu, and the most deadly one is the babbling first-born prince.

After all, even if Empress Mu is killed, as long as that son-in-law lives in this world, she will never have a bright future.

At this time, relying on the fact that the princess of his country was favored in the Beiyu Dynasty, he repeatedly allowed the army to cross the border to burn, kill and plunder the money and lives of Beiyu's people. Yun Huiyang, the prince of the southern border, was driven to the border. The sword was cut under the horse, and since then, the two countries that had already ceased fighting finally turned to each other again.

But this time the ending was quite different from the last time. Da Xiteng didn't give Nanjing a chance to seek peace at all, and wiped out the ignorant Nanjing in one fell swoop, making Concubine Yun Gui a real lonely family.

Emperor Yongshuo was very dissatisfied with Zhongyonghou's behavior of beheading first and then playing, but because there were so many fans of Zhongyonghou in the court, even he, an emperor, couldn't say anything, so he felt a little guilty towards Concubine Yungui Because of her affection, she doted on her more and more on weekdays.

Since the Southern Territory was already destroyed, Emperor Yongshuo no longer worried that the child born to Concubine Yun Gui would collude with the Southern Territory and Mou Tu Beiyu, but when Concubine Yun Gui was actually allowed to have a child, she was diagnosed by the imperial physician who came to take the pulse. Her daily diet always contains contraceptives, and now she is no longer able to conceive.

After learning about this, Concubine Yun only thought it was Empress Mu who guessed that she was going to kill her child, so she felt revengeful. For many years, she had been ordering people to frame her by her side. Otherwise, besides Queen Zhonggong, who else would dare Give birth to this bear heart and leopard gall to prescribe medicine to the imperial concubine.

So far, Concubine Yun Gui has completely formed an irreversible hatred for Empress Mu, and the pain of destroying the country has made Concubine Yun Gui become more vicious and vicious, and she began to crazily take revenge on every child born in the harem.

Except for Wei Xiao, the third son who was raised by his side, almost none of the little princes who were still in their infancy lived past their first birthday.

Only Wei Jing.

Only Wei Jing, who was born with everything, is still growing up safely.

Concubine Yun Gui was like a poisonous snake hiding in a cold corner, her scarlet letter stretched and contracted unceasingly, her desire to kill the little prince never stopped for a moment.

Empress Mu's status was also in jeopardy with Emperor Yongshuo's change of heart.

The fact that Yun Guifei could no longer conceive was suppressed privately by her in a way of silence, and she found someone who was willing to cooperate with her to create a false pregnancy in the form of taking medicine.

Emperor Yongshuo was naturally very happy.

Concubine Yun Gui saw that Emperor Yongshuo was very concerned about the child that did not exist in her womb, she only felt that she had the chance to win, she had a plan in her chest, and immediately started to implement her plan.

The ending is obvious. Relying on Emperor Yongshuo's sole favor, Concubine Yun Gui made Empress Mu lose the trust of the emperor in her by herself.

Two people who love each other again will eventually have a day of burnout, and Concubine Yun Gui just made up for Emperor Yongshuo's slightly tired emotional gap.

Empress Mu has a very transparent personality, when Concubine Yun Gui clutched her stomach and lay down at her feet covered in blood, Empress Mu already understood the whole story.

She was born with pride, she never took the initiative to defend herself, and she thought that there was no need to defend herself, because she knew that she was innocent, and she was sure that Emperor Yongshuo was on her side.

But Empress Mu was wrong after all.

She couldn't convince her former lover to believe her until she died. When she was dying, the only thing she couldn't worry about was the child who couldn't even walk steadily.

Princess Fuyang took Wei Jing out of the palace at that time, and fought against the entire royal family and the Zhennan Hou Mansion without fear, insisting on establishing Wei Jing as the eldest son of the Zhennan Marquis Mansion.

Standing outside the Hall of Martial Arts alone, holding the fainting child from the fever, her voice was full of disappointment: "Brother Huang, the death of Sister Mu, as far as you are concerned, has completely wiped out the existence of this child." , after today, you will no longer have a son, Ah Jing, I wish the emperor and that bitch live together for a hundred years, with no children or grandchildren."

If it is said that Emperor Yongshuo has no regrets, it is absolutely impossible, but the matter has come to this point, he can only listen to his younger sister's resentment, and hide his guilt and nostalgia deep in his heart.

Among them, those who knew about Wei Jing's true identity were even sent to various cities in Beiyu by Princess Fuyang, and they were ordered to never return to the capital with heavy money and serious crimes.

Wei Jing had almost forgotten those details.

But after a person dies, whoever gains the most is the murderer.

Wei Jing naturally kept them in mind for the accounts that should be settled in his heart. He only waited for one day, together with his blind and stupid father, to overthrow them in one fell swoop and let them fall into hell forever.

The moon shadow drifted away, swallowing Wei Jing's melancholy into the night, and suddenly, he seemed to see the little baggage that Wei Chu left on the table.

It was bulging inside, as if it contained soft clothes.

Like the hand he held just now, although it was cold, it seemed to cover his heart, warm and moist.

Even deeper, Wei Jing couldn't help lowering her head and coughing twice, just as she was about to get down to pour a glass of water for a drink, when there was a sudden knock on the bedroom door, it was Wei Chu's voice, which sounded very worried, "Your Majesty? "

Wei Jing stopped the movements of his hands: "Ah Ci? You haven't fallen asleep yet?"

After confirming that Wei Jing really did not rest, Wei Chu opened the door and walked in. Although he knew that Wei Jing could not see, he still pointed to the table and said, "I forgot to take the baggage. I am really sorry for disturbing your son's rest."

Of the two bundles, only one was taken back to the room.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy." Wei Jing comforted him.

After hearing these words, Wei Chu stopped in place.

Should I go back to my bedroom, or stay here to chat with the prince?

While hesitating, Wei Jing had already started talking to him.

"When walking back and forth between two rooms, pay attention to wearing more clothes, so as not to catch the wind and cold."

Wei Chu nodded obediently, quite forcefully.

But remembering that he couldn't see, he said again: "Yeah."

Wei Jing half-closed her eyes, and sighed after a while: "Especially today...it's very cold."

Wei Chu didn't know what to say.

He used to be outside often, when he squatted on the roof and trees, although he felt cold, but he got used to it after a long time, so according to the current weather, it is really not cold for Wei Chu.

Wei Chu tried hard to recall how he felt when he felt cold during his mission. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, turned around and walked to the table to pick up the soft little bag, and smiled lightly at Wei Jing: " My son, I have cat cakes."

Wei Jing was leaning on the soft pillow and meditating, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Which state city dialect is this?

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Jing was still puzzled: "...What cat cake?"

Wei Chu couldn't help shaking the shortbread in the shape of a kitten in his hand, and explained to him with a long smile, "Cat—cookie."

In normal times, Wei Chu would never have smiled at Wei Jing like this, only because it was night, and in Wei Chu's consciousness, night could make him feel relaxed.

In addition, Wei Jing's mood seems a little depressed today, so Wei Chu bit the bullet and wanted to find a way to make him happy.

Wei Jing smiled helplessly, and reached out to take it.

Speaking of which, he was really hungry.

Long before Wei Chu came back, he had already sneaked into Yang Anda's study alone while he was playing tricks to help him attract the attention of the shadow guards around Qingmu Pavilion, and went through the business correspondence between him and Wu De again. .

So the time for dinner was missed, and the meal was eaten pretending to be his play.

It was half past Haishi at this time, for his health, Adai decided not to bring him any more food.

And the cat cake Wei Chu handed him just solved his urgent need.

Wei Jing put the cat cake to her mouth and took a bite, thinking it would be good to fill her stomach, but unexpectedly nodded, "Well, it's delicious, but it's still not as good as the puppy cake."

He naturally knew that cat cakes were bought outside, while puppy cakes were made by Wei Chu himself.

Besides, puppy cakes are indeed better than cat cakes.

Same with people who make pastry.

***

I don't know where Yang Anru heard about Wei Chu's ability to make pastries, so she dragged Wei Chu to Kejing Pavilion early in the morning, claiming to ask her sister-in-law to show her mother a good hand.

However, Wei Chu has never been very confident, so after agreeing to Yang Anru's request, he specially asked her to taste the puppy cake he made today and the sweet cat cake made according to the mold in advance in the dining hall of Qingmu Pavilion. .

Kejing Pavilion.

Yang Anru held the puppy cake that Wei Chu handed to her and admired it fondly, reluctant to eat a single bite. When she saw that Wei Jing ate half of the cake with three mouthfuls, she immediately became unhappy.

"Fifth Brother! Such a cute puppy, how can you bear to eat it?! You eat it so fast!"

Wei Jing laughed, turned her head and said to Yang Anru: "In the middle of the night, Puppy Cake will lie in your ear and say, Thank you, female Bodhisattva."

"Mother, look at Fifth Brother bullying me!"

Yang Anru made a gesture to hit Wei Jing, but Princess Fuyang pinched her cheek and pulled her to her side, "Stay away from your fifth brother, don't hurt him."

"Yes, I hurt my fifth brother every time." Wei Jing made a pitiful look to make my aunt laugh, "My fifth brother's heart is really hurt."

"That is, how can I marry in the future? How can I be a good wife and mother? If I were the young master of another family, I would definitely not marry a crazy girl like you."

Following the direction of the sound, Wei Chu glanced at the obstructive person hiding in the corner, and turned his gaze away as if he didn't notice.

When they came in, Yang Anda, who had injured his leg, was already lying in the hall of Kejing Pavilion. Seeing that it was Wei Jing, he hurriedly moaned to attract his mother's attention, preventing her from caring about Wei Jing.

Hearing Yang Anda's self-esteem, Wei Jing frowned slightly.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with a veil, put it back on the table, and said coldly: "Who said that Anru in our family must marry?"

"Who will raise her if she doesn't marry? You?" Yang Anda said disdainfully.

The implication is that you can hardly survive yourself, and you still want to raise a little girl who causes trouble all day long?

Ever since his leg was broken, Yang Anda's temper has become more and more irritable. Anything that makes him unhappy will be magnified countless times in an instant, and then he is like a pot of water that has just been boiled and then poured out. The tidying up situation affects the people around me.

However, what Wei Jing is best at is telling people to drink the scalding boiling water back into his stomach by himself.

Wei Jing smiled lightly, "Can't I?"

Although he hated Wei Jing extremely in his heart, Yang Anda rarely confronted Wei Jing face to face in his life.

At this time, seeing his arrogance seemed to reveal arrogance faintly, Yang Anda couldn't help feeling angry, "Why are you talking to third brother?"

"Haha."

Wei Jing laughed, which made Yang Anda laugh inexplicably.

"The third brother is straightforward, upright and kind-hearted, straightforward and straightforward."

Wei Jing gave Yang Anda a set of dazzling compliments when he came up, and Yang Anda was so shocked that he didn't know what to say, so he could only listen in a daze, waiting for Wei Jing to finish speaking.

"I think he's quite a free-spirited and straightforward person." He praised brightly and unabashedly.

No matter how much Yang Anda hates him and hopes that he will die soon, in front of everyone, he will still try his best to pretend to be a big brother with a big heart in order to win the love of his parents.

What's more, looking at today's posture, it seems that Wei Jing... is praising him sincerely?

Could it be that he has figured it out, knowing that his body's time is running out, and he is willing to give up his position as the son?

Yang Anda began to look forward to it, and even echoed Wei Jing with a smile on his face, "Yes yes yes..."

"But this straight intestine..." Wei Jing changed the subject abruptly, and pressed his fingers into fists in front of his mouth and nose, as if holding back a smile, "It can't lead to the brain, can it?"

Yang Anda's complexion changed suddenly: "Wei Jing! You, you..." He swallowed back the "fucking" in his mouth, "It's too bullying!"

"Other than making the whole person look a little taller," Wei Jing shook his head, as if thinking hard, "...it seems that I really can't think of any other uses for it."

"You still have the heart to criticize me?" Yang Anda was powerless to refute him, and could only start from the known conditions, "I'm afraid your eyes will never..."

"Anda! What are you talking about!"

Hearing this, Princess Fuyang scolded angrily, and slammed the table down heavily.

She was extremely disappointed with the third son whom Yang He had personally taught. Seeing him cursing her brother outspokenly this time, she couldn't help being surprised and angry.

Wei Jing didn't want to make her aunt feel uncomfortable, so she took the initiative to keep silent, turned around and drank tea quietly.

Yang Anda saw that Wei Jing stopped talking and was reprimanded by his mother at the same time. He was holding back his anger and had no place to release it. He happened to see Wei Chu crouching in front of the hall feeding the dog.

He glanced at Yuan Xiao, who was eating sullenly, and immediately said sarcastically, "It's ridiculous, I don't know if the fifth sibling treats his parents that well?"

Wei Chu ignored his words without even raising his head.

"You gave it to the dog... Let me see what it is for," he pressed his injured leg, leaned over and looked over, and immediately shouted in surprise, "Hey, chicken liver, mother! The fifth brother and sister gave chicken to the dog Liver! Such a good food is given to dogs, I am afraid that the common people outside will not be able to eat it so well, right?"

Although Yang Anda said so, if he really gave him chicken livers, he would have been kind to the servants around him if he didn't get angry, so how could he even look at the chicken livers.

"As expected of the daughter of the Zhongyonghou Mansion, even the dogs are fed such precious things. In this world, dogs live better than me, the young master, and can eat chicken livers. I really envy me gone."

Wei Chu didn't want to deal with this trash at first, so it can be seen that he became more and more unrestrained, so he replied lightly: "If the third brother is envious, go and line up behind Yuanxiao."

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