After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Jiang Suizhou's gaze changed from surprise to anger, and he felt a blood rush toward his forehead, making the roots of his ears red with anger.

The next moment, he gritted his teeth and lowered his voice: "Meng Qianshan!"

He felt that Meng Qianshan should be grateful that he was not the original owner, otherwise, he must have been splashed with blood on the spot today, and giving a happy death is his good end.

Meng Qianshan was taken aback, only to realize that his flattery hit the horse's hoof.

He was taken aback and stammered and explained: "The slave...the slave saw that the master didn't want to be served by others, so he thought, thinking that the pool is big and convenient, just...just..."

He couldn't make it round by himself.

The bare skin was a bit cold, Jiang Suizhou pulled up his open shirt, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his tone calm: "The government doctor only changed his gauze two days ago, you forgot Soak him in hot water again, Meng Qianshan, if your brain is useless, this king will find someone to dig it out for you."

He is sick and weak, and his voice is trembling at this moment.

Meng Qianshan couldn't take care of the others, so he pushed up his wheelchair and ran away.

Even if he ran, he did not dare to bump into Huo Wujiu, stumbled all the way, and pushed Huo Wujiu back to the bedroom.

Jiang Suizhou breathed a sigh of relief and took off his robe again.

Meng Qianshan was so shocked, his thoughts were also suddenly disrupted. However, the soup pool is well prepared and the water temperature is extremely suitable. Soaking in it is still an extremely enjoyable thing.

Jiang Suizhou soaked in the pool with all his heart, until he got a little tired in the water, then got up and put on new clothes and went back to the bedroom.

Meng Qianshan was scared away early. At this time, only Huo Wujiu, who was sitting in a wheelchair and reading, was left in the bedroom.

Jiang Suizhou was a little embarrassed.

It was all that stupid Meng Qianshan... he insisted on pushing Huo Wujiu inside while he was taking a bath.

While wiping his hair, he walked to the couch and sat down. Xu is just now that Huo Wujiao rarely took his words, which made him relax a lot, and he also spoke directly at this time.

"It's Meng Qianshan messing around." He said.

Seeing Huo Wujiu put down the booklet, he said lightly: "It's okay."

He shook the wheelchair and went to wash in the back room.

Jiang Suizhou quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

It really wasn't his illusion... Although Huo Wujiu was still cold to him now, he was already willing to take care of him.

—Although it is refused.

But this can also prove that his efforts are useful-at least, Huo Wujiao feels that he has taken care of him.

Jiang Suizhou watched his back disappear in front of the screen, and withdrew his gaze, took the book halfway through, leaned on the couch and read it.

As soon as he lay down on the couch, he noticed the difference.

The cushion has been thicker for a whole layer, the pillow has been changed, and even a very comfortable quilt has been laid.

At first glance, Meng Qianshan believed his nonsense in the morning, fearing that he would suffer because of it, and was specially arranged for him.

Jiang Suizhou immediately forgave Meng Qianshan's recklessness.

Is there anything happier in the world than being able to sleep well?

At present, there is no such thing.

—

And he didn't know that as soon as Huo Wujiu walked into the back room, the wheelchair paused in place.

His men slid inaudibly.

In front of him, hot and humid steam rushed over his face. In the white mist, there are empty ponds and water marks on the ground.

The petals in the pond rippled gently with the subtle water waves, and the robe that the man had changed was hung on the copper frame next to it.

Such scenes are always easy to remind people of what they saw just now.

For example, when the man's hair was scattered, his shirt half untied, and when he turned around, a shiny chest and abdomen suddenly appeared.

Huo Wujiu was in the army all the year round, and the men's limbs were seen too much. In summer, a group of elders would go to the river to take a bath together.

But... he had never seen such a man.

He didn't know whether it was because he hadn't been exposed to the sun or rain, or his appearance was too outstanding. With just one glance, Huo Wujiu hurriedly staggered his eyes.

He had never seen a man like this..., and he couldn't even think of an appropriate adjective without any erotic/sexy meaning for a while.

Even if he wanted to come, even if they met frankly, they didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with each other. They had never been like King Jing, who had hurriedly wrapped their clothes before speaking, and they would become popular because of shame. The root of the ear.

...Like a big girl.

Although for Huo Wujiu, his impression of the girl was blank, but when he thought of Jiang Suizhou, such a bad idea suddenly arose.

Even with his heart, he hurriedly jumped two more times.

—

Jiang Suizhou slept very steadily that night. He slept right into the early morning of the next day, feeling refreshed and lightened.

Meng Qianshan prepared breakfast early in the morning, and I don't know if it was because Jiang Suizhou was upset last night. The dishes on the table today are particularly rich, and they are all arranged according to Jiang Suizhou's favorite dishes.

Jiang Suizhou glanced at Meng Qianshan lightly, and saw that he smiled awkwardly and pleased.

He didn't speak, and withdrew his gaze coldly.

Frighten him a little bit, save him from doing this kind of clever thing and cause him trouble.

So, until the meal was over, Jiang Suizhou spoke coldly and spoke to Meng Qianshan.

"Is it time for Madam Huo to change her dressing?" He asked.

Meng Qianshan nodded again and again: "The doctor will come later today, the prince can rest assured."

Jiang Suizhou gave a hum, paused, and then said, "What's the date today?"

Meng Qianshan hurriedly said, "Going back to the prince, it's the eighth day."

Jiang Suizhou nodded.

"Four days. I will send someone to Mrs. Gu's yard and say that the king is going to eat there tonight."

Meng Qianshan was dumbfounded.

Lord! You...how can you say this in front of Madam Huo!

Meng Qianshan stared at Jiang Suizhou for a while, until Jiang Suizhou, who didn't get a response, looked at him sideways, then nodded and said, "It's... the slave will do it in a while..."

Jiang Suizhou glanced at him and frowned.

What kind of expression is this kid, in front of Huo Wujiu, staring at him as if he were a grudge!

What if Huo Wujiu sees this and wants to get it crooked?

Jiang Suizhou quickly took a peek at Huo Wujiu.

Seeing Huo Wujiu's eyes down to eat, as if he hadn't heard anything.

—Also, ever since I married Huo Wujiu in the door, I have been in peace with him, and I have never done anything out of the ordinary. When I want to come, Huo Wujiu knows it well, knowing that his relationship with him is different from the relationship with Gu Changyun and the others.

…Although the relationship between him and Gu Changyun is extremely innocent.

Thinking about this, Jiang Suizhou also let go of his heart. Seeing that the time was almost the same, he got up, went straight to the Ministry of Rites and went fishing.

Only Meng Qianshan remained, looking at Huo Wujiu with a sad expression on his face.

He finally knew what it meant that the emperor was not in a hurry, and the **** was in a hurry.

For this man, the upper body and the lower body are really separated. Just like the prince, he said so affectionately and sincerely to himself yesterday that he was so affectionate for Madam Huo, so affectionate that he couldn't bear to ruin him, and today, in front of Madam Huo, he was going to the concubine room next to him.

Meng Qianshan looked sadly at Madam Huo, who looked indifferent and indifferent.

How much persuade Madam? Although the wife still looks indifferent now, it is not easy for the prince to leave a careless and bad impression in his heart.

After pondering for a while, he went out of the room and found a maid, who asked her to pass the prince's order to Mrs. Gu's room. He turned back and stood still in front of Huo Wujiu.

"Mrs. Gu entered the mansion early, and you know, my lord." He said cautiously with a smile on his face.

This "Lord" is already Meng Qianshan's name for Huo Wujiu's face. On weekdays, those servants in the backyard call their concubines. The grandfather like him beside the prince, naturally would not be so dignified.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyelids and glanced at Meng Qianshan.

Seeing flattering smiles on Meng Qianshan, she persuaded: "Mrs. Gu is more delicate-tempered. If you can't see the prince for a few days, she will make trouble. The prince is impatient with him, even if he is afraid of him making troubles, she doesn't necessarily love that lady too much. ."

Huo Wujiu frowned.

What did he say to himself? What is King Jing going to do and what does it have to do with him?

This made it as if he was a backyard woman who was struggling for favor.

Just listened to Meng Qianshan babbling and continuing to say: "Besides, Mrs. Gu is not reasonable. Although the prince keeps you in the yard every day, it may not be able to stop the jealous jealous one who comes to you. Isn’t it? The prince spent the night there, all for your good..."

Huo Wujiu heard him talk about these gossips, only to feel noisy, just about to make him shut up, but caught him off guard, heard the word "overnight".

The scene he saw suddenly last night appeared before him for a moment.

He thought of the man's slender waist, and his thin red ears when he was ashamed, and that day through the door leaf, he whispered and said softly that he had been pleased with himself for a long time, Qingrun Magnetic voice.

What would a man like that look like when he spends the night with a man?

He was taken aback.

...What are you thinking about!

The thought came so suddenly that he was surprised and caught off guard after he recovered, and it was inevitably annoying.

He raised his eyes and gave Meng Qianshan a cold look.

With only one look, Meng Qianshan's throat choked with fright, and he immediately closed his mouth.

He looked at Huo Wugui with trepidation.

Huo Wujiu raised his eyes to look at him. Although he was looking up from the bottom up, the dark eyes made people want to kneel down in front of him involuntarily.

Huo Wujiu paused.

…What is the strength of his **** who lacks a root in his head?

He withdrew his gaze.

Although he is now Jiang Suizhou's concubine room in name, to him, it is just another place to go to jail. He would not be interrupted in Nanjing's jail, and naturally he would not be assimilated in such a place.

Naturally, he wouldn't be violent with a **** because of such a thing.

Thinking about this, Huo Wujiu raised his eyes and looked at Meng Qianshan.

"Get out," he said.

Not a little bit of relaxation, but a bit more fierce energy.