After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine - Chapter 69

[Chapter 69]

Early the next morning, Jiang Suizhou became ill and wanted to return to Beijing early.

Xu Shi was in a bad mood last night because he was in a bad mood and had no interest. He heard someone coming to report that His Royal Highness Prince Jing was ill. With a wave of his hand, he was ready.

Jiang Suizhou was indeed ill.

After he fell asleep that night, he secretly planned to get up. He has to go back to the house tomorrow. Since he has to leave early, he has to find an excuse.

The best excuse, then, was on him.

Thinking like this, Jiang Suizhou didn’t hesitate, nor did he discuss with Huo Wujiu. He secretly opened the window at night, removed the quilt, and just lay there all night.

Because of the cold, he didn’t fall asleep until the middle of the night.

He was awake in the middle of the night, his head was very clear, and he began to think about things from all over the world. He turned Pang Shao’s affairs over and over again, and then thought about his future plans, thinking about it, his thoughts drifted to Huo Wu Jiu.

For some reason, thinking of Huo Wu Jiu, he always felt a little feverish with ears on his cheeks.

He raised his hand and lightly touched his face with the back of his hand.

He remembered how Huo Wu Jiu hugged him today.

It was he who had lost his life, and when he saw the blood, he was about to shed tears for no reason. He tried desperately to endure, but he couldn’t hold back, just when he was embarrassed, Huo Wu Jiu pressed him into his arms.

It seems that he is hugging him, but it does hold him whole. He could smell a clear bloody smell on his body, but he could feel his tight muscles and a strong heartbeat, slamming against his chest and spreading to Jiang Suizhou.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes, feeling an inexplicable awkwardness.

This is a kind of awkwardness that is not offensive, but makes the heart beat a little faster.

Jiang Suizhou couldn’t explain why, but felt a little panic, a sweet panic and nervousness.

He had never felt this way.

This feeling made him toss and turn even more. In the cold wind at night in the mountains, the temperature on his face never subsided, and it was not until the middle of the night that he fell asleep.

This time, he fainted in his sleep, and when he was shaken by Meng Qianshan, he already had a high fever.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Meng Qianshan lying nervously beside the bed.

Jiang Suizhou opened his mouth and was about to speak when a series of hoarse coughs occurred.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly helped him to sit up and said in a panic, “Your Highness forgives your sins! The servants forgot to close the windows for His Highness last night, but they made you cold! The imperial doctor will be here soon…

” Jiang Suizhou sat up and waved his hand.

“The window was opened by this king.” He was out of breath and panting as he spoke, and first raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Yes, he was dizzy at this time, his throat was itchy, his palms and forehead were hot, and he must have a fever.

Sure enough, his body can’t do anything else, and pretending to be sick is an accurate one.

A smile appeared on Jiang Suizhou’s face.

Seeing him say this, Meng Qianshan was still laughing and called out in a panic, “Your Highness…”

Jiang Suizhou raised his hand to interrupt him and said, “It’s nothing, this king has his own plans. You send someone to tell the emperor, saying This king has a high fever and needs to go back to the house to recuperate.”

Meng Qianshan responded repeatedly, and saw Jiang Suizhou wave his hand and said, “Go quickly.”

He knew that there was still a long way to go from here to Lin’an, and if it was delayed, he was afraid It’s going to be midnight.

I don’t know if he is sick and dismembered, whether he can endure the fatigue of traveling.

Meng Qianshan hurriedly ran away.

After leaving Meng Qianshan, Jiang Suizhou supported the bed and coughed hard.

Then he saw a cup of steaming water handed to him.

He looked up and saw Huo Wu Jiu’s condensed face.

The proud look on Jiang Suizhou’s face froze, and he even felt a little more guilty for no reason.

Before he could open his mouth, Huo Wu Jiu leaned over, and while following his breath, handed the water to Jiang Suizhou’s lips, waiting for him to drink water without saying a word.

Let Huo Wu Jiu serve, how dare he?

But Jiang Suizhou didn’t have the strength to resist at this moment, so he had to drink two sips of water following Huo Wu Jiu’s actions.

… hot mouth.

Xiaoxiao took two sips, and Jiang Suizhou avoided drinking any more. Huo Wu Jiu’s hand stopped on the spot without any compromise.

Jiang Suizhou had to whisper, “It’s hot.”

Because of his illness, his voice was softer than usual, and because of the lack of breath, he had a hint of coquettishness, which sounded rather squeamish.

Huo Wu Jiu paused, took back the teacup and put it on the table next to him.

“This is the way you said to go home?” Huo Wu Jiu asked in a deep voice.

His tone was very calm, but Jiang Suizhou could hear the meaning of guilt.

He paused for a while, then whispered with a guilty conscience: “…Yeah.”

Then, he hurriedly explained: “This method is more direct after all! Your injury needs to be bandaged with medicine, and it can’t be delayed any longer. I’m always sick, it’s nothing. The…”

Before he finished speaking, he couldn’t help coughing violently.

He was dizzy from coughing, his ears were full of his own hoarse cough, but for some reason, he heard a sigh in a daze.

Then, a hand landed on his back like a compromise and slowly patted him.

——

However, after that, he never heard Huo Wu Jiu say a word again.

He sat beside him in silence, watching the imperial physician treat him, and quietly waiting for the men from Meng Qianshan’s sect to return with the imperial decree and pack up his luggage and carriage.

Until Jiang Suizhou was helped to change into his robes and got into the car and sat beside Huo Wu Jiu, he never saw Huo Wu Jiu again.

Jiang Suizhou was always a little nervous.

Meng Qianshan brought him a fur blanket to cover him, and he shrunk on the carriage seat, leaning sickly in the corner.

The mountain road was bumpy and the carriage was unsteady, he leaned against the carriage all the way, swaying and bumping, but his eyes always aimed at Huo Wu Jiu, he couldn’t stop thinking, is he angry?

He always looked at Huo Wu Jiu, and after a few times, he was caught by Huo Wu Jiu.

Jiang Suizhou was sick and confused when he suddenly bumped into those bottomless black eyes and was taken aback.

Huo Wu Jiu looked at him quietly, and asked for a moment, “What’s wrong?”

Jiang Suizhou swallowed his throat and whispered, “…don’t be angry.”

Seeing Huo Wu Jiu’s figure, he paused inaudibly. paused.

Then, he got up from the wheelchair, walked to Jiang Suizhou and sat down.

“I’m not angry,” he said.

“Then you…”

“But next time, when you make such a decision, do you want to tell me first?” Huo Wu Jiu said.

Jiang Suizhou choked for a moment and was speechless for a while.

After a while, he muttered in a low voice, “You said you’re not angry…”

Huo Wu Jiu had clear ears and eyes, so he heard it.

He sighed helplessly, reached out and tried Jiang Suizhou’s forehead, and said, “There are many ways, you don’t need to practice your own body.”

Jiang Suizhou stubbornly said, “I’m used to being sick…”

This is the truth. When he came to this dynasty, his life could not be guaranteed, so how could he not get sick during his life? On the contrary, his weak body can sometimes be used as a cover, sometimes as a weapon, and there is no psychological and moral burden to use himself. When the situation is urgent, he is naturally unambiguous.

However, Huo Wu Jiu interrupted him.

“It’s nice to be sick, isn’t it?” he asked.

Jiang Suizhou shut his mouth embarrassingly and stopped talking.

Then Huo Wu Jiu said, “If you’re uncomfortable, why are you doing this? You tell me bluntly, there is always another way.”

Jiang Suizhou justified his loss, knowing that he lacked consideration, and he was used to making his own decisions. He never thought about going with Huo. No guilt to negotiate.

He lowered his head and hummed sullenly.

He naturally doesn’t know how wronged he is when he admits his mistake, but in Huo Wu Jiu’s eyes, it’s a bit irritating. Like a little animal who has done something wrong, he just trained him a few words, and he pretended to be pitiful and aggrieved, but instead seemed to be bullied.

Huo Wu Jiu couldn’t see him like this the most.

When he spoke again, he had tried his best to lower his voice. Since he never speaks softly to people, this soft-spoken expression is a little awkward and a little clumsy.

“Even if I don’t care about this injury, there is no problem. The wound is not deep, the blade is not poisonous, and it doesn’t hurt the vital point. Even if I don’t care, he will be fine.”

Jiang Suizhou was about to speak when Huo Wujiu interrupted him. .

“Don’t talk back.” Huo Wu Jiu showed no mercy. “This kind of thing, I know better than you.”

This is true.

Although he was still young, he grew up on the battlefield. And Jiang Suizhou himself is a modern person, and he has never seen any bloody scenes at all. He is not promising for a while, and if he cares about it, it will be messy, which is a bit of a fuss.

He shut his mouth awkwardly.

Hearing that Huo Wu Jiu paused for a while, as if he was organizing language, and then he spoke again after a while.

“Yesterday I was hurt, and you were sick, didn’t you?” he said.

Jiang Suizhou nodded nuonuo.

Hearing Huo Wu Jiu continue.

“You’re uncomfortable for me, I can feel it, you’re trying to freeze yourself because of my little injury, how do you know if I’ll be uncomfortable?”

Although his tone was a little awkward, these words really shocked Jiang Suizhou. .

He looked up at Huo Wu Jiu blankly.

He saw Huo Wu Jiu sitting there with his eyes down, his expression was cold and calm, and he didn’t look at him.

When Jiang Suizhou was ill, there were phantoms when he saw people, and if the carriage swayed, it would be even less real. Therefore, he didn’t see that Huo Wu Jiu’s body was a little stiff, and the cold eyes staring at the corner of the carriage were also motionless, full of nervousness.

This look is clearly hiding something awkwardly.

For a moment, he looked at Jiang Suizhou.

“You just take care of yourself,” he said. “Don’t hurt yourself for me.”

Jiang Suizhou opened his mouth and was about to speak.

But at this time, the carriage finally descended the mountain. That section of the road was not repaired, and it rained again a few days ago, and the ground became extremely rugged when the grand ceremonial guard of the empress rolled over.

The carriage suddenly turned upside down, Jiang Suizhou knocked heavily on the carriage of the carriage, and then fell to the side following the inertia, and fell straight to the other side.

Jiang Suizhou only felt that his sick head had been shaken into paste.

But at this moment, he bumped into a familiar embrace.

Warm, hard, with the unique tenacity of muscles, and a heartbeat that is so stable that all the sounds in the world have disappeared, and only this sound is left.

Jiang Suizhou only felt that his heart stopped for a while.

He paused, only to feel that the panic from last night had returned. It took a moment for him to recover, and he hurriedly supported his body to stand up.

However, an arm lifted up at this moment, pressed it on his shoulder arm, pulled him back, and pressed him back to its original place.

The carriage is still bumpy, but the warm embrace and the hard carriage are different.

Jiang Suizhou’s throat lost his voice.

With the vibration of the chest behind him, he heard Huo Wu Jiu’s voice.

“Okay, close your eyes and go to sleep,” he said.

Jiang Suizhou wasn’t too sick to move, but he didn’t struggle anymore.

He was stunned for a moment, but for some reason, he obediently followed his words and closed his eyes.

For a while, the eyes darkened, and in the swaying carriage, the man surrounded him in a solid warmth.

Like a tired bird returning to the forest.

While Jiang Suizhou was dizzy and dizzy, his consciousness had a momentary clarity, which made him suddenly seem to want to understand something.

He seemed… maybe planted.

It seems like… Prince Jing’s broken sleeve is about to change from fake to real.

[End of This Chapter]