Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

Chu Xuanchi vomited violently in the room, wishing he could vomit out his stomach.

If he had not held on to the wheelchair armrests with both hands, he would have fallen headfirst into the wooden barrel in front of him.

Fortunately, Wuying understood his thoughts very well and knew that he was in a very embarrassing situation at the moment, so she left him alone inside.

He didn't call Wuying after he vomited, but not long after, he saw Wuying come in by himself while he was dizzy.

Wuying pushed him out and told Fengying, "You stay and clean up, then you can go and rest."

"Yes, Brother Wuying!" Fengying ran in, and a strong smell of alcohol hit his face.

Wuying left quickly, "Master, Shuying has gone to the backyard to prepare hot water. You can return to the wedding room after you take a bath and change your clothes."

Chu Xuanchi was trying hard to adjust his state along the way, and was also waiting for Wuying to speak, but he didn't ask anything.

It was not until they returned to the backyard and lay in the bathtub that Chu Xuanchi could no longer hold back and spoke first, "If you have any questions, you can ask directly."

Wuying did not intend to ask, "I know that the master must have his own plans. If the master is willing to speak, I will listen."

Chu Xuanchi told the truth, "King Jin not only wants to see me make a fool of myself, but also wants to use wine to test my recovery from my injuries."

If his injury has healed, then it won't be a problem for him to drink more. If not, we'll know from his condition tomorrow.

Wuying asked while scrubbing her bath, "Master, do you think this is the intention of the King of Jin, or someone else?"

Chu Xuanchi closed his eyes, "Aren't they all the same? They wish that I would never be able to stand up again, or even die young."

Wuying sighed softly, "It seems that my guess was correct. The master is trying to take advantage of their situation. Tomorrow they will get what they want."

Chu Xuanchi opened his eyes slowly, his eyes full of relief, "You are getting smarter and smarter. You guessed it so quickly. No wonder you didn't ask any more questions."

During the confrontation between Prince Jin and the Crown Prince, his mind was full of thoughts, and this was what he finally thought of, so he drank the wine.

Otherwise, if he really didn't want to drink, no matter how much the King of Jin forced him, it would be useless, because most of the generals at the banquet would stand on his side.

"If you keep company with the good, you will be good; if you keep company with the bad, you will be bad. I have been following you for so many years. If I don't make any progress, won't I be embarrassed by you?"

Wuying is the person who has been with Chu Xuanchi the longest. Not only has she watched him grow step by step, she has also been improving herself.

Chu Xuanchi put his arms on the edge of the bathtub, "You are already capable of standing on your own. If you want to join the army, I can contact you..."

Wuying interrupted him for the first time, "I will not leave you, my master, unless I die, or you no longer want me."

Chu Xuanchi sighed regretfully, "Wuying, why do you have to do this? You should have a better future."

Wuying was very firm, "No, for a subordinate, being able to follow the master is the future I want most."

Seeing how determined he was, Chu Xuanchi stopped trying to persuade him, "Forget it, let's discuss this later."

My current situation is so difficult that it is really not good to mention this matter too much, and Wuying is even less likely to leave.

After Chu Xuanchi showered and changed his clothes, Wuying was about to push him out, but he remembered something and raised his hand to signal to stop.

Misty Shadow was confused, "What's wrong? But the clothes don't fit?"

Tonight is Chu Xuanchi’s wedding night. Although they may not be able to have sex, all her clothes, from inside to outside, are new.

"No, there is something important that I almost forgot to do." Chu Xuanchi said as he raised his hand and slapped himself on the chest.

Wuying saw him spit out a mouthful of blood, and felt a knot in his heart. "Master, do you really have to go to this extent?"

Chu Xuanchi raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "If the play is not made more real, they should do it themselves."

Instead of waiting for others to take action, it is better to do it yourself. At least you can control the degree and avoid losing your life.

"It will be fine!" Wuying's eyes turned cold, "I believe this kind of day will not last too long."

Chu Xuanchi was not worried about himself, but was afraid that something might happen to Mo Zhaohua. "Let Shuying be responsible for the princess from now on."

"I think it is enough to let Fengying go, after all, Yueying is still here." Yueying is the apprentice taught by Wuying personally.

Chu Xuanchi rejected it, "Fengying is still a child at heart. He needs to learn from you for a few more days. I am worried about him leaving."

Wuying knew that he cared about Mo Zhaohua, so he said no more and responded in a low voice, "Yes, Master."

Zhenzhu was in charge of keeping watch today and had been waiting for Chu Xuanchi in the outer room. When she saw them coming, she hurried into the bedroom.

Mo Zhaohua had also changed out of her elaborate wedding dress and put on plain casual clothes, with her long black hair hanging down behind her.

She sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and in a trance she heard Pearl report, "My queen, our prince is back."

She immediately stood up and went out to greet him, lowering her eyebrows and smiling at Chu Xuanchi, "My husband, you have worked hard."

Chu Xuanchi looked into her eyes and said, "Today is our wedding day. All the hard work is worth it."

As a outsider, Wuying should not have entered the bedroom, but considering Chu Xuanchi's special situation, he entered.

The bedroom was very large, and Chu Xuanchi had asked someone to separate out a small space in advance for the maid to rest during the night.

After all, he and Mo Zhaohua are husband and wife. Even if they cannot consummate their marriage, they can still do some intimate things and avoid the maids.

In addition to the maids, there are also guards on night watch. There is a strict distinction between men and women, so it is not convenient for them to be in the same room in the middle of the night.

Wuying pushed Chu Xuanchi to the front of the bed, watched him support himself with his hands on the armrests, and rely on his internal strength to sit on the edge of the bed.

This is also one of the few things that Chu Xuanchi insisted on doing by himself. He has done a lot in the past six months and has become extremely skilled at it.

Mo Zhaohua had already noticed that Chu Xuanchi was a little drunk, but she didn't ask until this moment, "Did your husband drink?"

Chu Xuanchi pursed his lips and said, "I have already bathed, changed clothes, and rinsed my mouth. How could my beloved concubine still see it?"

In fact, he had never intended to hide it from her, and he knew he couldn't hide it. Whenever he opened his mouth, he would smell like alcohol.

Mo Zhaohua didn't answer. He squatted down in front of him and tried to take off his boots. "How much did you drink, my husband?"

She had been a wife for more than ten years in her previous life. Although she didn't know until her death that she had never truly consummated her marriage with Chu Xuanhan, they did sleep in the same bed.

When it comes to serving her husband, she naturally knows how to do it, and she will definitely do it better than in her previous life.

Because in this life she married Chu Xuanchi, with whom she was truly in love!

Chu Xuanchi grabbed her hand in time and prevented him from touching his legs. This was also his only taboo.

Apart from Wuying and the doctor who treated his injuries, no one else had seen his legs that were covered in scars and completely numb.

It was embarrassing for others, but he was worried about Mo Zhaohua, afraid that he would scare her. He also felt inferior and was afraid that she would dislike him.

Therefore, he would mind even taking off his boots, even if the other party could only see his feet but not his injured leg.

He let go of her hand, bent down and hurriedly took off his shoes and socks, while answering guiltily, "Not much..."