After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine - Chapter 24

[Chapter 24]

Jiang Suizhou stopped at Xu Du’s place simply because he was so tired that day.

He had been busy at the Ministry of Rites for a while, but after he came back, he went back and forth with Xu Du to test it out, and he didn’t eat a few bites of dinner at all.

When the dinner was taken down and he was about to leave, the moment he got up, there was a sudden turn of the world, making him almost fall to the ground.

Xu Du hugged him.

“Your Highness is frail, you must not work too hard.” Xu Du said.

Jiang Suizhou steadied his body, took a few breaths before regaining his strength, propped up the table with one hand, and waved his hand weakly: “Qianqiu Banquet, the Ministry of Rites is busy every day.”

Xu Du supported him on the couch beside him He sat down, turned around and lit the soothing incense, and said, “Yes, at this time of the year, the court is very busy — my subordinates sent someone to ask the government doctor to show you?”

Jiang Suizhou shook his head.

“No need,” he said. “Tossing back and forth is not tiring enough.”

Xu Du nodded: “That’s right. Then the subordinate asked someone to cook the soothing soup for the lord—will you rest here today?”

His suggestion was not unreasonable. After all, the backyard is far from An Yin Tang, and there is a big garden in the middle. Wherever Jiang Suizhou went, he had to take a chariot, and the chariot could not walk in the garden and had to take a detour.

The bumps and winds on the road alone are tiring enough.

Jiang Suizhou was moved, but he suddenly thought of something, Chi asked: “Do you have any extra beds in your room?”

Xu Du smiled lightly: “Don’t worry, my lord, there is a green gauze cabinet in the room, and Chang Yun comes here on weekdays. Live, they all sleep there.”

Jiang Suizhou nodded reassuringly when he heard that both of them were sleeping in a bed.

As long as there is a bed to lie on, where do you sleep?

So, that night, he rested in Xu Du’s room.

——

Jiang Suizhou didn’t sleep well that night.

I don’t know if the scent of ink in the room was too dull, or the bed that Xu Du used to sleep on was a little hard. In short, Jiang Suizhou always felt that something was missing in the room.

He slept and woke up all night in a dream, and when he woke up in the morning, the soles of his feet were like cotton, and he was a little blue now.

There is also a grand meeting on this day.

When Jiang Suizhou got up early in the morning, he felt top-heavy and light-hearted, and his mind was stunned.

He was a little annoyed. If I didn’t steal this laziness last night, I would just go back to my own yard and sleep.

Meng Qianshan waited outside the hospital early in the morning.

Since he had to go through the front yard to leave the house from here, Meng Qianshan did not send him court clothes. Jiang Suizhou casually had some breakfast here at Xudu, and then went back to Anyin Hall.

When he entered the door, a tall and straight figure sat at the table in the main hall.

The sun was faint, and his shadow was elongated and hit on the ink bamboo picture hanging in front of the hall, like a sharp blade slashing into the depths of the bamboo forest.

That was Huo Wu Jiu having breakfast.

Jiang Suizhou crossed the threshold and saw Huo Wu Jiu eating by himself, sitting upright and upright, he didn’t pay any attention to him at all.

This kind of cold treatment was all too familiar to Jiang Suizhou, even a little familiar, and the restlessness of his sleepless night was dissipated by two points.

He didn’t bother with Huo Wu Jiu, and he didn’t rush to greet him, just as if he didn’t see this person, he was supported by Meng Qian Shan, bypassed Huo Wu Jiu, and went to change his robes.

While walking, Meng Qianshan complained raggedly.

“My lord, did Mrs. Xu serve you well yesterday? The servant didn’t look very good when he saw the lord…”

Jiang Suizhou interrupted him when he heard the words.

“Speak up,” he said.

Meng Qianshan responded again and again.

Jiang Suizhou paused and said: “The window paper in Xudu’s room seems to be a little old. You can go there with someone to see if there are any items that need to be replaced.

” All night whirring. Although others couldn’t feel it, Jiang Suizhou was deeply affected. When he woke up in the morning, he felt that his nose was not breathing well.

Meng Qianshan responded again and again.

The two talked and went inside.

Jiang Suizhou didn’t see it, the moment he walked around the screen, Huo Wu Jiu raised his head and frowned at his back.

The footsteps are vain, the eyes are blue, and at first glance, he is tired.

On weekdays, even if he slept all night on the couch, he had never seen such a tired state.

What could be the reason for being so tired overnight?

Huo Wu Jiu inexplicably felt that the chopsticks in his hand were not in his hand, so he would not be able to pick up vegetables, and the strength in his hands would inevitably be a little heavier.

He tried to keep himself focused on the dishes on the plate, to no avail.

Jiang Suizhou’s talent always appeared in front of his eyes. He clearly only glanced at it, but it was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he just hooked him to guess what Jiang Suizhou did last night.

The chopsticks in Huo Wu Jiu’s hand seemed to have opened the blade, and the beef in sauce with tendons and bones was crushed by him twice.

But just can’t hold it.

He was a little annoyed and put the chopsticks on the table.

It must be because he hadn’t slept well last night that he was in a bad mood this morning and was thinking wildly.

After all, he had never suffered from insomnia before, whether it was Yangguan where the wind and sand howled like a wolf, or the ice and snow covered armor and frozen flesh and blood, he could sleep peacefully.

But it’s only here, it’s just that there is no one at night, and he can’t sleep.

… it’s all that King Jing.

It’s clear that a sick child can’t breathe even after walking a few steps, and it’s not easy to go back to the room to rest, but instead he has the energy to make trouble in the concubine’s room?

What else did you say to please yourself, and you can’t bear to start? Seeing that he was very patient with other people in the backyard, he came back after finishing his hands, thinking about changing the window paper for them.

Flattery, full of nonsense.

This King Jing really is not a kind person.

——Jiang

Suizhou changed his court clothes early in the morning and left in a hurry.

When courtiers entered the palace, they had never been able to bring their entourage. Meng Qianshan sent Jiang Suizhou out of the house all the way, and then returned to the Anyin Hall to serve the “favored concubine” who was expressionless and sat upright.

On weekdays, this master is silent and does everything by himself, so that he can serve very well. But today… he always felt something was wrong.

As for what’s wrong? Meng Qianshan couldn’t tell.

On weekdays, this grandfather doesn’t like to talk, and he doesn’t say a word today. On weekdays, he only likes to sit in the corner and read, and today is the same, no different from usual.

But Meng Qianshan always felt that the air pressure in the house was very low today.

This made him feel uncomfortable, he couldn’t breathe, and he was spinning around the room like a flying insect with nowhere to go.

After weighing it over and over again, Meng Qianshan thought to himself, although the people of Hof don’t like seeing the prince, and from yesterday to today, they haven’t lost their temper, but to please the master and make him happy, there’s no harm in making him happy.

Thinking like this, Meng Qianshan carefully rubbed up to Huo Wu Jiu’s side and leaned forward.

“Master, the weather is just right today, will the servant accompany you to take a walk in the garden?”

Sun Yuan, who was waiting beside Huo Wu Jiu, heard the words, looked up and saw the sky outside the window, which was gray.

In Lin’an, there is a lot of rain in the spring, and it has been cloudy for a while now. How can there be a saying that the sky is just right?

He looked down and saw Huo Wu Jiu reading the book without saying a word.

Meng Qianshan knew that as long as the master didn’t say refusal, he would do whatever they wanted.

Meng Qianshan was overjoyed when he got the imperial decree, and hurriedly glanced at Sun Yuan: “Master wants to go to the garden, why don’t you move faster?”

Sun Yuan hurriedly pushed into his wheelchair and followed Meng Qianshan out of the courtyard.

The layout of Prince Jing’s mansion was already exquisite, and the An Yin Hall was in the best position in the mansion. After leaving the courtyard, turning south, it entered the mansion’s garden.

The original owner of this garden was rich and sophisticated, and he set up eighteen scenic spots in the garden.

Meng Qianshan has been serving here for three years, and he can walk down this garden with his eyes closed. Now he has the desire to please Huo Wu Jiu again, so every time he goes, he talks incessantly, telling the scene in a eloquent manner.

However, Huo Wu Jiu did not join in.

He sat in the wheelchair with a cold face, and didn’t respond at all, rather like a deaf man who couldn’t hear.

On the other hand, Sun Yuan, who was pushing the wheelchair, listened with relish. Wherever Meng Qianshan pointed, he followed. Sometimes, when he saw the beauty, he could not help but tut his tongue in surprise, in exchange for a knife from Meng Qianshan.

However, he had always been rough and could not see Meng Qianshan’s displeasure, and just followed the scenery.

They walked slowly in the garden like this, until they crossed a stone bridge and went into a bamboo forest.

“Look, Madam, there is the ‘Youhuang Tingquan’ in our mansion! It’s not just a bamboo forest. When we cross the bridge and walk into the forest, we can see…”

But Meng Qianshan’s emotional voice was heard. , suddenly stopped.

Sun Yuan was puzzled and hurriedly followed his gaze.

In the bamboo forest, the stream is gurgling, and the winding path leads to the secluded. Under the hundred poles and green bamboos, there is an open-air chess couch. The chessboard is carved with stone, which is very elegant.

At this time, there were two people sitting on the chess couch.

One person is wearing a red shirt, one person is wearing a green shirt, and they are playing games in the forest.

Meng Qianshan was so annoyed that he shouted at his ancestors and wanted to slap himself in the face. He braked suddenly, raised his hand and grabbed Sun Yuan’s shoulder, forcing him to make a U-turn on the narrow and delicate stone bridge.

“…The slave’s memory is wrong! It’s just a broken bamboo forest, and it’s nothing to see. There’s a dead end ahead, turn around, let’s go up and down…”

But at this moment, the silent ancestor in the wheelchair spoke. .

“Isn’t it ‘Tingquan’?” he said. “Look back, then go.”

The cold voice seemed to be squeezed from the gap between his lips.

Meng Qianshan wanted to kneel down for him.

You ignored the minions all the way, so you were listening to the minions!

He hurriedly bowed down, wanting to persuade this ancestor not to “listen to the spring”, but at the moment when he bowed, Huo Wu Jiu’s side face came into his eyes.

He saw that those dark eyes, cold and sharp, were not like the indifference and lack of interest just now, but were sharp like hawks, looking straight ahead.

For a time, Meng Qianshan only felt that this man was on the battlefield, with thousands of soldiers and horses behind him, his eyes were like torches, and the next moment he would take off the head of the thief’s head.

Meng Qianshan followed his gaze.

… This ancestor was looking at Xu Du.

[End of This Chapter]