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

Wei Chu looked down at the little flower in his palm, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Thank you, Ah Jing."

Hearing this, Wei Jing's mouth grinned more obviously than the pig that was knocked out.

He stretched out his hand to hold Wei Chu's wrist, and said to him with a smile: "Now that the pig has been caught and the medicine has been drunk, I should take my wife back."

After all, Wei Xiao was brought back to the palace by Fu Ning, the most dangerous and difficult moment in the Hou Mansion has passed, and Wei Chu was not allowed to see those bloody killing scenes, which made Wei Jing very satisfied.

Wei Chuxu clenched his fists to protect the little flower intact, and then led by Wei Jing, he walked towards Doctor Qin's house step by step.

After taking the medicine, the two embarked on their way home under Dr. Qin's uneasy entrustment.

Wei Chu didn't want to make people feel that he was a weak person who needed to be protected. Facing the chauffeur who was ordered to come by, he insisted on not sitting in it, and wanted to ride with Wei Jing instead.

In the end, it was Wei Jing who put on a posture that was about to cry and make a fuss, and was able to force people into the carriage.

It is always reassuring to do things with joy. Although the journey back to the city is only more than an hour, there are still everything that should be in the carriage.

Soft cushions, delicious pastries, tea at just the right temperature, and... a special picture book for entertainment.

Wei Chu hurriedly stuffed the book under the seat, but couldn't help blushing: "..."

Before Wei Chu could sit still, another tall and shameless figure was squeezed into the cramped carriage, and he burrowed into Wei Chu's arms without hesitation.

"I want a hug, I want a hug."

Wei Jing acted more coquettishly than Yuan Xiao's mother and son, twisting and arching, which made Wei Chu overwhelmed for a while, so he could only wrap his arms around Wei Jing's broad shoulders.

Seeing that Wei Chu was willing to talk to her, Wei Jing couldn't help becoming more confident.

He pointed to the teacup in Wei Chu's hand, then pointed to his own mouth, and said lazily, "I'm thirsty, I want to drink water."

"Ah Jing, sit up and drink, you will choke if you drink like this." Wei Chu patiently explained to Wei Jing.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jing completely forgot the irritable and irritable Wei Chu showed him a long time ago, and directly shook her head vigorously, expressing her dissatisfaction to Wei Chu.

For some reason, Wei Chu suddenly lost his patience, raised his hand and patted Wei Jing's handsome face, frowned and said, "Can you be more honest?"

Wei Jing covered her face, turned around in aggrieved manner, turned her back to Wei Chu, and buried her face in a corner where he couldn't see.

After beating Wei Jing, Wei Chu finally got a moment of peace.

After a long time, Wei Chu rubbed his fingertips in embarrassment because he suddenly thought of a certain question, his eyes lowered: "Ah Jing, I'm a man..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell silent, as if he regretted bringing up this topic.

Wei Jing had sharp eyes and ears, and when Wei Chu pursed his lips back and forth in confusion, he had vaguely guessed what Wei Chu was about to say.

"If you don't want more people to know about it, then I will help you hide it."

Xu was worried that Wei Chu would not be able to bear this kind of pressure. Wei Jing, who was delicate in mind, was very cautious about this aspect, for fear of doing something that would make Wei Chu feel unhappy.

The car slowly stopped at the gate of Zhennanhou Mansion.

Just as Wei Chu was carried off the carriage by his husband, there was a sound of deliberate teasing from the gate of the mansion.

"Hey, the fifth sibling looks like they have put on a lot of weight, it looks like they have a fetus in their womb."

Wei Jing supported the man to stand on the spot, drooping his eyes and holding his breath, listening to Yang Anda's words that followed the ridicule, it really sounded worse.

"He's not in a good mood recently." As if forgetting Yang Anda's bad temper, Wei Jing not only didn't protect Wei Chu behind him, but even reminded him kindly.

Yang Anda had always been obsessed with Wei Chu's face, but now that he looked into those beautiful eyes again, he couldn't help but want to get close to Wei Chu.

For many years, with his identity, there has never been a situation where he needs to take the initiative to please the person he likes. It's just that Wei Chu has repeatedly broken Yang Anda's habit.

"Looking at how harmoniously the fifth sibling is getting along with Ah Jing, the third brother is very curious... Can the fifth sibling tell me how the third brother should communicate with the woman?"

As he spoke, Yang Anda stretched out his hand and grabbed a gorgeous woman from behind his wheelchair, and hugged her in his arms involuntarily.

"Third brother, are you serious?"

Wei Jing shrugged, and while speaking to Yang Anda, she pouted at the sullen Wei Chunu, and said in a low voice:

"He's had a bad temper these days."

Yang Anda was already overjoyed, he was still in the mood to listen to Wei Jing's words, so he hurriedly asked people to push the wheelchair and walked towards Wei Chu.

Wei Jing silently stepped aside, as if foreseeing some big scene.

"Fifth sibling, third brother wants to..."

Yang Anda hadn't finished speaking, only heard a "crack", and before Yang Anda got used to the pain, there was another "click".

After a brief silence, Yang Anda's shrill screams echoed instantly above Zhennanhou's Mansion.

Wei Jing sighed helplessly, took out a handkerchief, and while gently wiping Wei Chu's fingers, said to Yang Anda who was holding his broken arm in disbelief:

"I told you earlier, he has a bad temper these days."

He got angry and even beat me, my husband, how could he let you off.

Qingmu Pavilion.

"A Jing, look at the pair of mandarin ducks embroidered by my aunt, do they look good?"

After learning that Wei Jing's eyesight had returned to normal, Princess Fuyang brought some colorful objects to show Wei Jing, as if she was afraid that his eyes would lose the ability to see things again if he was not careful.

"It's very beautiful, pink flowers, green leaves, red back, yellow mouth." Wei Jing replied.

He naturally knew why his aunt did this, so whenever he encountered such a situation, Wei Jing would tell all the colors he could see, just to reassure his aunt who always remembers him.

After listening, Princess Fuyang was really relieved, she let out a long sigh of relief, and asked Wei Jing, "Do you think your uncle will like this pair of mandarin ducks?"

Wei Jing knew that her aunt liked to do embroidery.

It's just that when he heard this question...it was inevitable that he would think of Yang He's personality, how chilling he was.

Princess Fuyang didn't know what Wei Jing was thinking in her heart, so she continued with a smile, "I heard that embroidering your own hair into a handkerchief will protect your loved one from disaster."

It was rare for her to smile so subduedly. Sitting there clutching a delicate handkerchief, she was actually a bit more shy than the girl in her boudoir.

"Over the years, he has been running around for this family. He has suffered countless injuries, big and small, but I can't do anything to help him. Now that I know this method, I also want to do my part for your uncle. Heart."

Wei Jing couldn't help sneering in her heart.

Running around, for this home?

joke.

Everything he does is for himself.

Even that ignorant Yang Anda, if there was any action to hinder his progress, he would probably take action to clean up the house without hesitation just like he let Yang Anqi live and die at will.

At that time, what should my aunt do?

"Ah Jing, how about you?" Princess Fuyang shook the handkerchief in her hand to the person who was in a daze, and asked with a gentle smile, "Do you think he will like it?"

Wei Jing came back to his senses, hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said with a smile: "Uncle will definitely like it."

Heyang Pavilion.

"Now that the East Palace has been banned, no one knows what happened, and why the Holy Majesty is so furious is really unpredictable."

Zhennan Hou was very angry at Yang Anda's arm being broken again. He sat on the edge of Yang Anda's bed, looking down at his son's broken arm, so that he didn't notice the creeping figure at the door.

Yang Anru has never been one to swallow his anger.

Just now she came to visit her third brother with the pastries she had made, and wanted to surprise him, so she raised her hand to signal the servants in the courtyard to keep quiet and let her come to the door by herself.

But before she reached out to push the door, she heard the intimate conversation between her father and third brother.

"In my opinion, Wei Jing can only be killed as soon as possible now. Before that, the child still wants the princess..."

Hearing this, how could Yang Anru, who was unwilling to be wronged, not feel unfair for Wei Jing, she suddenly opened the door and asked them loudly: "Why do you want to harm Fifth Brother?!"

The two people in the room froze for a moment.

"You don't talk? I'm going to find my mother!" After speaking, she turned and ran.

Yang Anda already regarded himself as the future heir of the Hou family, seeing Yang Anru's sudden appearance broke their plan, he couldn't help but panic.

"Father, don't let Anru ruin our event!"

Yang He naturally knows what kind of temperament Yang Anru is, and he looks like a hot-tempered person, very similar to Princess Fuyang.

Fearing that his father would develop a heart of compassion for Yang Anru, Yang Anda would not stop doing anything, and directly reached out and grabbed Yang He's cuff, begging: "Father, if the people in Qingmu Pavilion find out, they will kill the child." of."

"You're not going to let the baby die just like that, are you?"

Left and right have already killed Yang Anqi, and the father and son have no way of turning back now, they can only go to the dark one way to remove all existing or potential obstacles.

Yang He finally made up his mind, shook off Yang Anda's hand, and strode towards the direction where Yang Anru disappeared.

After coming out of the Heyang Pavilion, Yang Anru hurried all the way, for fear of being chased up.

But compared to her tall and burly father, her two legs are really slow to walk.

"Anjou."

Yang He called Yang Anru in a deep voice, who was walking quickly towards Kejing Pavilion.

She is as naive as Miss Six of Zhennanhou's Mansion, she didn't know what she was about to encounter, she even stood still, turned around, and was ready to persuade her father with emotion and reason.

"Father, I don't know what the fifth brother did wrong. You want to harm him again and again."

Yang Anru's eyes were filled with tears.

Her father pressed on.

Only then did Yang Anru realize that something was wrong.

She didn't have time to be shocked by what her father did, subconsciously stepped back again and again, looking at him in horror:

"Father! You, what are you going to do!"

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: I think I will suffer domestic violence

Chu Chu: My temper has always been good

[Good night, my dears, I have a terrible headache, everyone must pay attention to your health, good night, good night, good night! 】