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

Compared with the horror brought about by sharing the bed with the crown prince, Wei Jing felt that the little bellyband in her hand at this time was obviously more terrifying.

However, the more nervous and helpless Wei Jing was, the more carefully he looked at the patterns on the fabric, and his thoughts jumped left and right following his uneasy mood.

The light blue apron is so pretty...

He touched his bellyband, what should he do.

The orchids on it are embroidered vividly, and the stamens are also delicate...

Does he need to commit suicide?

Is the rope on this top made of cotton or silk, it feels really good to the touch...

But the two of them are already married, so there shouldn't be any need to apologize in such a never-ending way.

What's more, the imperial concubine likes him so much.

...Do you like it that much?Wei Jing suddenly became uncertain.

After all, if he was asked to show evidence that Wei Chu really liked him, he couldn't show it.

Wei Jing fell into deep confusion, and even forgot to put the small cloth back under Wei Chu's body.

So much so that Wei Chu had already woken up, but he still didn't notice it.

Lying on Wei Jing's side, it was difficult to sleep soundly, and at this time, he heard some rustling noises in a daze, Wei Chu immediately opened his eyes.

Seeing what Wei Jing was holding in his hands, his heart was instantly a thousand times more bewildered than the bewildered Wei Jing.

How did it get into his hands? !

Holding a sliver of chance, Wei Chu quickly leaned back, and found that the apron was indeed missing.

What Wei Jing held in his hands was actually the piece that Aunt Zhiqiu gave him!

Wei Chu subconsciously wanted to snatch it back with his hands, but then suddenly realized that Wei Jing was just blind, not stupid. If he snatched something from him, it would be like lying in his ear and shouting, "I'm not Daxi." Ci, I have tricks" like digging my own grave.

After barely calming down, Wei Chu pursed his lips and asked softly, "Your Majesty? Are you awake?"

Suddenly hearing Wei Chu's voice which was actually not loud, Wei Jing shuddered, obviously startled.

But Shi Ziye is Shi Ziye after all, even if he is frightened, he is still dignified and dignified, "...Ang, I had a dream, woke up halfway, and couldn't fall back asleep."

"The prince is a little thirsty?"

Wei Chu could hear that Wei Jing's voice was a little hoarse, and when he asked, he had already sat up from the bed, making a gesture to get out of bed to fetch water.

I thought that Wei Jing would take advantage of the interval when he got out of bed to put the bellyband back to its original place, and after he returned to the bed to lie down, the two of them could continue to lie down and sleep as if nothing had happened.

But when Wei Chu walked back with the teacup in his hand, Shizi was holding the orchid bellyband with a dazed expression, looking at the direction where he was at the moment foolishly.

Seeing that the person he was thinking of had turned into such an appearance, Wei Chu couldn't help feeling very sad.

He hurriedly walked two steps, sat on the edge of the bed, helped Wei Jing sit up, and fed the teacup to his lips: "Come on, my son, drink less, so as to moisten your throat."

Wei Jing woke up like a dream and replied, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

After drinking the warm tea in the cup, Wei Jing, who was lying back on the bed with his back supported, licked his lips, and suddenly remembered that in the middle of the night, the tea should have been cold, but when it was served, It was warm.

Could it be that the Crown Princess... heated it with internal force?

It was too thoughtful and touching.

Just when Wei Jing was deeply moved by himself and couldn't extricate himself, Wei Chu was carefully pulling out the orchid bellyband from his hand resting on the quilt, his heart beat faster and faster, for fear that Wei Jing would attack him again.

The most difficult thing in this world is to be afraid of what will happen.

At the moment when Wei Chu was about to succeed, Wei Jing clenched the cloth in his hand, then raised his hand and shook it lightly, asking, "Ah Ci, what is this?"

He just wanted to ask why the bellyband, which symbolized privacy, appeared in this place, but the meaning of the words changed as soon as he uttered them.

Wei Chu's sneaking movement stopped instantly, and he was stunned for a while, thinking about countermeasures quickly in his mind.

Shizi's eyes can't see, so will he understand what he is holding in his hand?Should not.

So if he told him a white lie, he probably wouldn't see it through.

After the balance, Wei Chu had a good reason to pull out the apron from Wei Jing's hand majestically, and then, as if he didn't care much, he rolled the apron into a ball and wiped the corners of Wei Jing's lips: " I didn’t want to waste the handkerchief that I accidentally cut while doing work, so I took it with me.”

This reason is reasonable to use to deceive a blind man.Wei Jing thought.

It's just that he was inexplicably a little lost.

The crown prince really...doesn't like him.

The two of them lay back on the couch and slept all night with each other's thoughts on their minds.

Wei Chu, who was no longer entangled in his thoughts, slept very well. When he woke up, his complexion was rosy, delicate and shiny. On the other hand, the prince sleeping on the other side looked a little decadent.

At this time, the jade-like face was full of exhaustion, his eyes were slightly blue, and he looked completely lethargic as if he had been sucked clean by a goblin.

Wei Jing must have thought about his relationship with the Crown Princess all night.

He is uncertain about Wei Chu's thoughts on him, so he always wants to make sure.

I heard that the way for loving couples to get along is to let the husband paint the eyebrows for the wife after washing up in the morning.

Wei Jing wanted to use this method to try Wei Chu's mind, but realized that he was still blind in Wei Chu's eyes, so he had to change the method.

Seeing Wei Chu wash up from the back room, Wei Jing hurriedly called out before anyone picked up the comb: "Ah Ci, let me comb your hair today?"

Hearing this, although Wei Chu was surprised, he couldn't refuse, so he could only walk towards Wei Jing with the pearl hairpin and comb in his hand, and sat on a low stool with his back to him, and said softly, "Then I will trouble you, Your Majesty."

If you disobey everything, it may make the prince suspicious.

Wei Jing always tied his own hair on weekdays, even if he was pretending to be blind, he gave the impression that he could take care of himself completely.

Therefore, his hair-tying technique is quite good.

only……

He has never touched the girl's hair, so he doesn't know if it can be tied up smoothly.

Wei Chu's hair was black and smooth, hanging down her thin back like fine silk.

Facing this rare and strange beauty, Wei Jing could only try her best to hold back her curiosity, not letting her eyes follow the movements of her hands, and brushing Wei Chu's hair seriously.

Standing behind him was the person who missed him day and night. Except for the hair he couldn't control at the moment, Wei Chu's whole body was stretched straight, for fear of leaving a bad memory for Wei Jing, but he couldn't control his rapid rise to fame after all. With sharp ears, he had to lower his head slightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Wei Jing's fingertips scratched Wei Chu's auricle from time to time, causing the person in front of him to flinch slightly, and then returned to normal after a while, as if the reaction just now was Wei Jing's hallucination.

"...Okay." Holding the comb, Wei Jing touched the top of Wei Chu's hair roughly, indicating that the hair has been tied up and she can get up.

"Thank you, son."

Wei Chu didn't dare to move too much, but couldn't help but wanted to go out and show off without a trace, so he could only hold the crumbling bun on his head with both hands, thanked Wei Jing, and pushed away The bedroom door went out.

"Shizifei! What happened?!"

Adai held a copper basin full of water in her hand. When she saw Wei Chu walking out of the bedroom, she was so frightened that she dropped the basin and ran towards him, while shouting loudly: "Ge Wu! Tian Yi! Your Majesty!" dangerous!"

Before Wei Jing came out of the bedroom full of pride and confidence to show off to the people in the courtyard, two broad and sturdy men jumped down from the eaves, and before Wei Jing ordered them to retreat Suddenly, the two rushed to Wei Jing's body, nervously guarding him behind his back, and shouted sharply: "You dog thief, get out!"

Wei Jing's face was full of disbelief: "Back off, what kind of thief is there?"

"But that dog thief hurt the imperial concubine!" Ge Wu said in a trembling voice.

As he said that, he was still worried that Wei Jing would not believe him, so in vain he pointed at the blind prince and concubine Shizi who stood at the door and was guarded by A Dai and others.

A bad premonition floated in Wei Jing's heart, "How did the Crown Princess get hurt?"

Tian Yi was about to answer, but Ge Wu rushed to answer: "Shizi Concubine's pearl hairpin is gone, and even her hair was almost snatched by that dog thief!"

Wei Jing calmly faced her own terrible tricks, and asked Ge Wu: "... Is there such a possibility that I tied up the crown prince's hair?"

With Ge Wu and Tian Yi guarding the courtyard, Adai was completely relieved, and teased with a smile: "When the crown prince tied his hair, he always combed it neatly. How come it is on the crown prince's head? What about the unkempt posture? Could it be that... the prince is waiting for the concubine to act like a baby to you before he combs his hair properly?"

There was a mess in the courtyard, laughing and making noise, and the atmosphere was harmonious and noisy.

However, the moment Xi Ming raised his legs and stepped into the courtyard gate, Ge Wu and Tian Yi, who were standing at the door of Wei Jing's bedroom, wished they could get into the snow on the spot, then melt the snow into running water, and swim out of Qingmu Pavilion quietly.

Wei Jing was ordered to hold his arm, so he understood what he meant, and said to Adai: "Adai, if I comb it really ugly, you can help Shi Zifei re-do it, and Xi Ming wants to give me acupuncture. gone."

After finishing speaking, he raised his legs and walked into the bedroom, blocking everyone's sight.

"Little master," Xi Ming took out an unopened secret letter from his arms, opened it in front of Wei Jing, quickly scanned it, and handed it to Wei Jing, "Next, I may have to leave Beijing for more than a month. I'm afraid I won't be able to protect the little master personally."

"Wei Xiao's vitality recovered rather quickly. After these few days, he was thinking of going to Xifan to win people's hearts."

Wei Jing folded the letter paper, and played it back and forth between his fingers carelessly. After playing enough, with a little force on his fingertips, the layers of letter paper turned into flying ash, and all fell into the incense burner in his hand.

"My little master thinks, do I need to intercept him on the way?" In the power dispute, Xi Ming is just an executor, "so that Wei Xiao can't return to Beijing."

"No, if he can't return to Beijing," Wei Jing leaned over to pick up Wei Chu's dropped earrings, wiped off the dust, and put them on the table, "wouldn't it be impossible for him to hear his abolished edict with his own ears?"

******

Recently, the guards around Qingmu Pavilion have been strengthened a lot with the fact that Xie Ming was transferred out of Beijing.

It was no easy task to break into Zhennanhou's mansion, but now the Qingmu Pavilion where the eldest son lives is even more impenetrable.

It only tells people to go and never return.

Therefore, no one in the entire capital would believe that under such conditions, there would still be assassins who would dare to break into the mansion and openly assassinate the son of the Zhennanhou mansion.

Surprisingly, there really are.

Wei Chu stretched out his hand, quickly grabbed the two wrists of the person in front of him, and with a sudden force, he threw the person high into the air. Taking advantage of the time when he lost his strength, he drew out one hand, and then slapped him hard The man in black grunted in pain, vomited out a mouthful of blood, and immediately passed out.

"Concubine Shizi," Ge Wu threw the long sword in his hand towards Wei Chu, "use it for self-defense!"

When Wei Chu moved his hands, he never showed any expression. After taking the sword Ge Wu gave him, he subconsciously drew the sword flower with the momentum of the sword, and threw it back to Ge Wu, "I'm not good at using swords. .”

You can simply and brutally use your internal force to kill people, so why use weapons in superfluous ways.

What's more, he has the confidence to protect himself, but he doesn't have the ability to save the lives of other shadow guards. Therefore, for Ge Wu and others, swords and the like are more of a use than attacking. kind of protection.

Just like the shadow guards and dead men of Zhennan Hou Mansion, the foreign assassins will not make the shouts and shouts that ordinary knights would make when they are fighting, and even sneak into people's side, they are silent .

When he turned his head to look in the direction of the master bedroom of Qingmu Pavilion, Wei Chu just lost his mind for a while, and when he turned his head again, a heavy hammer had already struck in front of him.

Wei Chu hastily blocked it with his arm, ignoring the pain of frowning, and immediately followed the momentum of the attack, turned his standing direction, bowed slightly, held the iron handle of the heavy hammer with his backhand, and then swung it with strength. On the head of the person behind him, there was only a "click", and the person's skull was shattered, and his heavy body fell to the ground.

There were quite a few assassins this time, but most of them were good at taking lives close to their bodies. Presumably, they rushed into Wei Jing's bedroom in one fell swoop and personally took his head away. Wei Chu, who was in close combat, lost his life so easily.

As usual, Ge Wu received the corpses of the assassins, and carefully examined the clues that might be left behind with Tian Yi and the others. When he thought of the vigorous and powerful concubine Shi Zi, he turned around and found that the people had disappeared.

*****

Before he was injured, Wei Chu had always been very happy, even satisfied, with the decision of His Highness the Eldest Princess to order him and Wei Jing to sleep in the same bedroom again.

But at this time, Wei Chu, who was standing in front of the bedroom door and clutching the wound on his waist, was in trouble.

After entering, how should I explain my late return.

But Shizi should have already fallen asleep, so he will definitely not notice that he entered the house at this time, nor will he find the wound on his body.

Wei Chu, who secretly comforted himself, swallowed, slowly pushed open the bedroom door, and stepped into the room gently, for fear of waking up the sleeping person lying on the bed.

"Ah Ci, where have you been?" Wei Jing suddenly said.

In the evening, after confirming that Adai would not enter his bedroom again, Wei Jing quietly slipped out of the mansion, and did not return to Qingmu Pavilion until half past Xu.

Although everything in the courtyard was the same as usual, the blood in the air made Wei Jing suspicious for no reason.

Naturally, he could see Wei Chu's pale face clearly, and while inexplicable emotions like sourness and sadness welled up in his heart, he also inevitably became curious about Wei Chu's whereabouts.

Wei Chu was seriously injured, just standing in the bedroom, the wound on his waist was bleeding continuously, hearing Wei Jing's question at this time, he had to react for a long time before he understood Wei Jing's question what is it.

"I went to buy some things outside the mansion." Wei Chu's voice was hoarse, but anyone who is not stupid can hear something strange from it.

"Ah Ci, I smell blood."

This time it is no longer a question, but a calm narrative.

Wei Chu couldn't tolerate any more struggles.

Wei Chu's fingertips trembled slightly, and he quickly retracted his curled fingers into his wide sleeves, and said softly: "Then...the prince wait a moment, I...go and open the doors and windows for ventilation."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked slowly towards the window.

Every time he took a step, Wei Chu's face turned pale, and when he reached the table under the window, the blood on his face had faded away. If it wasn't because Wei Jing was still in the room, he would have fallen down in pain. on the ground.

Wei Jing's voice behind him was slightly cold: "Ah Ci, you know that's not what I meant."

Wei Chu's movements stopped, and his thin back instantly became stiff.

During these days, so many flaws have been exposed one after another, Wei Jing suspects that she is also normal.

Wei Chu closed his eyes, silently sorting out the situation in his heart.

If Wei Jing has already confirmed that he is not Da Xici, there is no need to use this method to test.

Therefore, since it is a temptation, it means that there is still room for maneuver.

Wei Chu sorted out the current situation, pinched the estimated odds in his heart, and replied softly: "My son... I don't know something, there are assassins attacking today."

The easiest lie to be believed is [-]% false and [-]% true.

This is the law that Wei Chu has explored in previous training.

"Master Ximing is away from the capital." Wei Chu was so painful that his forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his speech was not fast. "Although there are additional guards around Qingmu Pavilion, but...after all, they are no match for Sir Ximing."

Wei Jing listened quietly.

"I'm not very good at martial arts, but at least I've learned some." Wei Chu raised his hand and pressed on the wound on his waist without any trace, gasped softly, and said after a while, "I fought against the shadow guards for a while, Fortunately, we killed all the assassins, and no one escaped alive."

"So... the blood is left by Ah Ci's smell from the assassin's body?" Wei Jing lowered his head and straightened the quilt, and asked in a low voice, "Is it or not?"

"Yes." The uncontrollably trembling voice showed that Wei Chu was lying.

After Wei Chu finished speaking, he didn't hear Wei Jing answer.

There was a moment of silence in the empty bedroom.

After all, Wei Chu had more worries. He was worried that after admitting his injury, Wei Jing would ask for personal verification.

What's more, even if Wei Jing didn't come to verify, I'm afraid the government doctor will come to check his pulse overnight.

Wei Chu, the Sikong doctor, had seen it before, and it would be difficult to conceal his male identity in front of him.

At this point, Wei Chu naturally would not confess to Wei Jing that he was injured.

But what he didn't know was that his thoughts couldn't be hidden from Wei Jing, who had good ears and eyes at all.

Wei Jing knows that Da Xi's lineage puts a lot of emphasis on martial arts, but it's nothing more than a girl with better lightness kung fu, but it's really surprising that even a bloodthirsty professional killer dares to challenge head-on.

And the most important thing is that a daughter of a wealthy family who was spoiled and raised since she was a child, unexpectedly did not say a word after suffering such a serious injury. Live to suffer.

Thinking of Wei Chu's hideous wound with a bandage on his left hand, Wei Jing couldn't help being brought back more memories.

During the wedding night in the bridal chamber, he cut his arms and dyed the xipa without changing his face; he sneaked into the heavily guarded Kejing Pavilion to steal the xipa without letting anyone find out; he often disappeared for no reason; the bleeding of the earlobe was just an understatement Rubbing away; wronged myself to sleep on the edge of the bed all night; Yang Anda's inexplicably broken leg; drunken lazy and powerful appearance; blood on the giant clam necklace; and... praised by the joke Super light work.

Each of these piles is showing that he is different from the world concubine.

and so……

A bold idea suddenly appeared in Wei Jing's heart.

Could it be that the bride he married...wasn't Da Xici at all?

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One day, while digging wild vegetables in the mountains, Nan Bei accidentally picked up a blind man with extraordinary appearance.

He hit it off right away.

After running out of money to save the man, Nan Bei timidly grabbed the hem of his clothes:

"I can support you, will you marry me?"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to be worried that the man would feel that he was poor, so he quickly pointed to the small courtyard behind him:

"I built this yard myself, and I raised all the chickens, ducks and geese in it."

***

Xiao Lian, the seventh son of Emperor Beiyu, is tolerant, benevolent and loyal. He is known for his virtues, and he is expected to enter the East Palace just around the corner.

Therefore, all noble girls in Beijing admire, but Xiao Lang has no choice but to have his own.

When the scenery was unparalleled, Xiao Lian was assassinated by accident. When he woke up, his leg was hurt and his eyes were blind, but luckily he was rescued by his elder brother in the mountains.

Xiao Lian could have given him a lot of money, but unexpectedly, he stayed in the mountain and married someone.

After regaining his eyesight, Xiao Lian was pleasantly surprised to find that his little husband was actually his beloved little shadow guard whom he had been looking for for two years.

It's just that the little shadow guard has lost his memory, and even because of his past, he is very afraid of blood.

The joy of being lost and found again made Xiao Lian hold his pregnant husband in his palm, squeeze his shoulders and beat his legs every day, wash and cook, and no longer care about the power struggle in Beijing.

***

Hearing that the seventh prince married without permission, the emperor was furious, sent Xiao Lian away with an imperial edict, and then ordered the nine clans of him to be executed in the name of bewitching the prince with sorcery from the north and the south, and asked to beheaded after autumn.

Upon receiving the news, Xiao Lian galloped back to Beijing from the northern border overnight and rushed into the main hall:

"The minister has committed himself to Xianggong, and he is counted among his nine clans."