After marrying the disabled warrior king

The words were rather ambiguous, Shen Muting looked at him and smiled slyly, he pulled Yue Zhuming's arm over like a boneless one, raised his head and pressed a kiss on his lips, "Why? I can't wait ?”

Shen Muting has always used puns, and Yue Zhuming used to suppress him, but this time, he doesn't want to suppress him anymore, he wants this person, thinking about it, the desire/desire in his eyes is also hot.

Shen Muting looked into his eyes, reached out and stroked his lips, "Did the lord forget what I said? Now, it's not good for your legs."

"But I think so." He had served Shen Muting a meal before, and he hadn't tasted it before, so he immediately felt enchanted.

Shen Muting chuckled, "Be patient, my lord, if you can't bear it a little, you will make a big mess."

Yue Zhuming was thinking about her "big plan", looked down, sighed, and asked, "When will it start?"

"You have to let me get up first!" After speaking, Shen Muting laughed first, Yue Zhuming: ...

He coughed dryly, and immediately called a maid to help Shen Muting wash and dress.

When going out after breakfast, Shen Muting asked Yue Zhuming: "Where does the lord want to take me?"

Yue Zhuming has basically stayed behind closed doors for the past three years, and her memory of Kyoto is still limited to the fleeting glimpse before the expedition ten years ago, so she immediately turned her head to look at Qiu Xuan.

Qiu Xuan reported all the places Shen Muting had been to before.

Shen Muting: ...

"My lord, are you sure you want to go?" 1 Silk House is a small house. Shen Muting was taken by Lin Feiyu several times in the past. There was a young man who wanted Shen Muting to redeem him, but Shen Muting was locked up in a blink of an eye. He got up and married the King of War, and the matter ended without a problem.

"Sure." Yue Zhuming answered firmly.

"Okay, let's go to the silk workshop."

Qiu Xuan and Fu Qin looked at each other when they heard about the silk workshop, suspecting that Shen Muting was up to something.

Qiu Xuan didn't tell Yue Zhuming about this, he was afraid that their lord would be unhappy, but now...

He didn't dare to say it anymore.

The four of them arrived at the silk-drawing workshop. Before the silk-drawing workshop opened, Fuqin stepped forward and knocked on the door. The boss who opened the door was a handsome man with attractive facial features. He yawned when he saw Shen Muting. "Master Shen, it's so early." The tone was quite familiar.

"Jiang Fangzhu!" Shen Muting's tone was alienated, Jiang Jin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yue Zhuming who was sitting behind Shen Muting in a wheelchair. ? The old rules?"

Yue Zhuming frowned even more upon hearing this, and turned to look at Qiu Xuan.

Qiu Xuan: ...

Fuqin had already escaped with the excuse of leading the carriage.

"The old rule is, don't call Lin Bai anymore." Lin Bai was the young lady who wanted Shen Muting to redeem him.

Yue Zhuming gradually became unhappy.

Shen Muting followed Jiang Jin away as if nothing had happened, while Qiu Xuan pushed the gloomy Yue Zhuming, not daring to speak.

Jiang Jin might be concerned about Yue Zhuming's legs, so he took them to the box in the backyard.

Qiu Xuan pushed Yue Zhuming in and backed out by himself. Yue Zhuming knew that Shen Muting used to play, but he didn't expect Shen Muting to dare to bring him to the hall.

"My lord? Why are you holding a face." Shen Muting pulled his face, trying to pull out a smile, Yue Zhuming patted his hand off, "I said I wanted to walk with you, not come to this mansion. "His tone was rather displeased.

Shen Muting raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to see how these young ladies serve people?"

"Serve?" Yue Zhuming's voice sank, asking him to learn how to serve people from these young men?Was it something you did before you disliked him?

There was a fire in Yue Zhuming's heart, but when he saw the undisguised cunning in Shen Muting's eyes, he suddenly understood.

This person is taking revenge, why is he so narrow-minded, but he deserves it.

Even with such recognition, Yue Zhuming was still quite unhappy, but Shen Muting kissed him ingratiatingly, and Yue Zhuming immediately pinched the back of his head like punishment, deepening this shallow kiss.

When a few young men came in, what they saw was such a scene. Seeing this, Jiang Jin raised his eyebrows, and leaned against the door to look at it openly, with a "tsk tsk" sound in his mouth, teasing: "Third son, you used to I don't see you being able to let it go like this."

Shen Muting wanted to leave, but was restrained by Yue Zhuming and couldn't move. The purpose of punishing Shen Muting was not achieved, but his own ears were red first, making Shen Muting smile involuntarily.

That chuckle was like a humming, seductive and seductive.

The few young men outside didn't know how to react, so they could only lower their heads, who else dared to be so close to Shen Muting now except the war king.

But there were also people who cast curious eyes. Years ago, everyone was saying that the third son Shen would not live for a few days, but he never thought of such a harmonious and loving scene.

Shen Muting pinched the back of Yue Zhuming's neck and lightly bit him, then raised his head. He was sitting on Yue Zhuming's wheelchair, a little taller than Yue Zhuming, looking at the people at the door, Without changing his expression, he said, "Come in!"

Jiang Jin was still "tsk tsk", several young men were waiting for him to speak, Jiang Jin said after a while: "Go in!"

The boys came in obediently, neither standing nor sitting, they all knew Yue Zhuming's identity, and no one dared to make a mistake.

However, Jiang Jin seemed to know Shen Muting very well and said: "The people in my silk workshop are very expensive, so be careful."

From Jiang Jin's tone, Shen Muting keenly caught something.

Seeing the figures of Jiang Jin instructing several young men, Shen Muting smiled unpredictablely, "Got it."

Jiang Jin didn't know whether he didn't understand the meaning of Shen Muting's smile or was pretending to be ignorant, so he turned around and closed the door and left.

Shen Muting got off Yue Zhuming's wheelchair and sat back on the chair next to him. The young men looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"It's good for you to be the same as usual." Seeing that they all seem to be afraid of Yue Zhuming, Shen Muting said: "Since I have accepted your Fangzhu, I will not let you have trouble, you are right, my lord."

Yue Zhuming was very angry, but helpless, said: "Take out what you are good at, I want to learn."

All the boys, Qiu Xuan outside the door, and Fu Qin who just came back: ...

Are they deaf or hallucinating? What did their prince just say?to learn?learn these?

Fuqin tugged on Qiu Xuan's wrist excitedly, "What did Wang Wang Wang Wang say?"

"Like a dog and go outside." Qiu Xuan ruthlessly shook off Fu Qin's hand, whether he knew how much force he had used.

"No, my lord, he, he, he..." Fu Qin didn't mind Qiu Xuan treating him like this, but wanted to take a peek.

"Husband and wife love/interest, if you don't understand, don't think about it."

Fu Qin has watched more with Shen Muting than Qiu Xuan, so she naturally knows how the prince and his son get along, is this something he can do without thinking about it?

But when he thought of their prince's reaction after returning home, he suddenly felt aggrieved for their prince.

The scene in the house is another taste.

Several young men played the zither, played the zither, and played the xiao, each of them had skills, two of them actually performed it seriously, and the other got a hint from Shen Muting, and stood beside Yue Zhuming to act as a commentator, and even touched something There will be any reaction to say it all.

Yue Zhuming's face was sullen, but she recalled Shen Muting's reaction at that time following the commentary Xiaowan's words in her mind, and suddenly...

Shen Muting held a glass of fragrant wine and raised his eyebrows to look at Yue Zhuming.

Except for the qin player and the flute player, everyone else was extremely nervous, except for the ambiguous humming, only the voice of the young man was explaining.

Shen Muting looked at Yue Zhuming's red earballs with a smile, this is a hard-earned lesson.

Shen Muting sighed, and found that Yue Zhuming's bottom line for him was really low, just when he was about to call to stop, he heard Yue Zhuming say: "You can go down now."

The young men were relieved immediately, and they resigned and left.

I just want to hear if there is a more intense Fuqin: ...

"My lord?"

Yue Zhuming turned his head to look at him, his gaze was serious, he said: "I have learned it!"

Both of them were unaccompanied, and Shen Muting used to drink and eat meat when he entered this kind of place, anyway, it was better than staying in the Duke's mansion, but he never did anything beyond the rules.

Shen Muting didn't learn it yet, how did Yue Zhuming learn it?

Shen Muting looked at Yue Zhuming, and saw that Yue Zhuming's gaze became more and more serious. Shen Muting felt that something was wrong, so Yue Zhuming pushed the wheelchair in front of him, and the two sat facing each other.

Yue Zhuming took the wine glass in Shen Muting's hand, poured it into his mouth, but didn't swallow it, and kissed the back of Shen Muting's head.

Yue Zhuming finally understood that Shen Muting asked him to learn because he disliked that his previous kisses were too rough and lacked skills.

When the fragrant wine entered Shen Muting's mouth, Shen Muting still hadn't reacted until the wine flowed down the corner of his lips, and Yue Zhuming's skillful kiss captured him.

Shen Muting still hadn't recovered when his lips parted, staring at Yue Zhuming in surprise, Yue Zhuming's heart trembled at his blurred and ignorant gaze, and he kissed him again.

There was a moment of silence in the room, and Fu Qin outside the door asked Qiu Xuan curiously: "What are you doing with the prince?" He thought that the two might fight.

The two people in the house were indeed fighting, but it was just a verbal exchange.

After parting their lips, both of them were a little unfinished. Yue Zhuming sensed the change in Shen Muting, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, "How? Did you learn well for your husband?"

Shen Muting had already been blinded by him, and he came back to his senses and praised: "Very good, keep working hard."

Shen Muting poured a glass of wine, finished drinking and said, "It's time for the lord to stand today."

Yue Zhuming felt that Shen Muting seemed to be able to suppress her no matter what the situation was, for example: now...

He couldn't help feeling a bit of a failure, Shen Muting often teased him so much that he couldn't help himself, and wished he could swallow this person directly, but this person always acted in such a calm manner.

"Yes!" Today is the date for him to take the medicine again.

Shen Muting randomly found a piece of silk that the young man left here just now, and covered his eyes.

"Here?" Yue Zhuming was slightly surprised, even today he still doesn't know where Shen Muting hid the antidote.

"That's it." Shen Muting looked at Yue Zhuming who was blindfolded, and when the blade slashed across his fingers, he still frowned, dripping blood into the pastry he had just left.

Yue Zhuming only heard the footsteps of Shen Muting walking in the house, the footsteps paused for a moment, and then stopped in front of him again, a soft touch immediately covered his lips.

Shen Muting was kissing him.

After a while, Shen Muting put the pastry into his mouth, before Yue Zhuming had time to savor it, Shen Muting kissed him.

This time the kiss was more intense than before, with a hint of madness, Yue Zhuming was forced to swallow the pastry, Shen Muting didn't leave his lips until he felt Yue Zhuming swallow.

"How?" Shen Muting asked lightly.

Yue Zhuming felt it for a while, and the sensation of his legs came back, he could clearly feel that Shen Muting was sitting on his lap, and he was about to hug him by the waist, and then fell into the low couch next to him with one hand on the back of his head.

Yue Zhuming was blindfolded, and kissed extremely intensely and deeply. Shen Muting could feel the change in him, but what he said before was true, and Yue Zhuming really couldn't do that now.

Shen Muting's clothes were all messed up, Yue Zhuming got up and said, "A Ting, I want to make a promise with my body."

This was the day they got married, Yue Zhuming never answered Shen Muting's words, now, he answered, he wanted this person very much, no matter what kind of him he was, he felt that this person had already been engraved on his heart .

Shen Muting smiled lightly: "My lord, are you sure it wasn't me who agreed with you?"

"As long as you want, why not."

Shen Muting laughed out loud, "Then, my lord, please."

Yue Zhuming wanted to remove the blindfolded silk and satin, but Shen Muting refused.

Yue Zhuming had no choice but to compromise.

It was almost noon when the two came out, and the sun was just right today, as Yue Zhuming said, he wanted to take Shen Muting out for a walk, and after asking Shen Muting, Shen Muting reluctantly agreed.

They changed the carriage into a horse, Yue Zhuming could stand up now, but it was not known to outsiders, so they had to ride with Shen Muting, Yue Zhuming sat behind Shen Muting and put his arms around his waist.

Shen Muting didn't know how to ride a horse, so he could only walk slowly.

When they left the city, there were fewer people outside the city, Yue Zhuming impatiently stretched out his foot to hook the stirrup and stepped on it, took the rein from Shen Muting's hand, patted the horse's buttocks, and the horse galloped out immediately.

Shen Muting was bumped, and stretched out his hand to grab the front saddle bridge, causing Yue Zhuming to laugh out loud.

The laughter was pleasant, and he said, "Hasn't Ah Ting ever ridden a horse?"

"Didn't your lord ask this question knowingly?" Shen Muting's soft voice wafted in the wind, and after a while he felt the gallantry of riding the horse.

Although the bump is uncomfortable, it feels really comfortable and has a feeling of "freedom". He likes this feeling.

"I'll try." Shen Muting grabbed the rein, and Yue Zhuming put his hand on Shen Muting's.

Fu Qin and Qiu Xuan followed from a distance, they couldn't get too close, but they couldn't stay too far away either.

The prince's horse is his former war horse. It is old, but its charm has not diminished. It was pulled out at this time, and it ran very happily.

They walked through meadows, dense forests, and finally stopped beside a river.

Shen Muting's butt hurt from being bumped, but looking at the old horse with his usually cold and distant eyes showed a bit of excitement.

Shen Muting was lying on the grass, and Yue Zhuming rubbed it for him. Seeing him squinting his eyes comfortably, Yue Zhuming felt very satisfied.

"I didn't expect riding a horse to be so comfortable." Shen Muting turned back to look at Yue Zhuming, and glanced at his buttocks, "Don't you feel uncomfortable since you haven't ridden a horse for a long time?"

"No." Yue Zhuming gently rubbed him, recalling the scene in the hall, suddenly felt that he was always being bullied by Shen Muting, he hugged Shen Muting, "Don't lie on your stomach, the ground is wet."

Shen Muting simply nestled in his arms, Yue Zhuming hugged the lazy man in his arms, suddenly hooked his knees, and hugged him up, Shen Muting was startled by him, unprepared, and lifted With her hands around Yue Zhuming's neck, she saw an excited smile in Yue Zhuming's eyes.

"Very light." Yue Zhuming frowned at that kind of weight, feeling that Shen Muting wasn't raised well.

In his previous life, Shen Muting had a physique that neither gained flesh nor muscle no matter how much he ate or exercised. This body seems to be the same in this life, making him extraordinarily thin and giving him a sense of weakness.

"What should I do if the prince is too heavy to hold?" Shen Muting chuckled, but Yue Zhuming lifted him up directly, her arms were really amazing.

"How about it, but you can still hug it." Yue Zhuming's eyes were triumphant, and the gaze was so hot that Shen Muting also felt a little warm in his heart. He said perfunctorily, "I can hug two of us."

Yue Zhuming was dissatisfied with his perfunctory, and kissed him directly.

The old horse snorted from time to time, the stream gurgled down, Shen Muting moved his ears, Yue Zhuming, who had closed his eyes just now, had opened his eyes, and Qiu Xuan who was not far away had already chased them out, and Fuqin was heading in their direction Come on horseback.

Not far away came the sound of swords clashing.

Yue Zhuming put Shen Muting down and pulled him behind, completely in a protective gesture.

Shen Muting did not speak, but looked calmly at the direction of the voice.

There were rustling sounds not only in front of them, but also across the creek. Shen Muting turned around, and dozens of masked men surrounded them. It was obvious that there were two groups of people.

A group of people held scimitars, and Shen Muting immediately thought of the scimitar.

Another group of people were armed with large knives.

The two groups of people were stunned when they saw Yue Zhuming standing there, only to hear the leader say "go back" to the person next to him, who took the order to leave immediately.

Shen Muting was about to strike, but Qiu Xuan had already killed him. He didn't know when he went to the opposite side, and he directly killed him with a sword.

The fact that Yue Zhuming was able to stand up must not be known to others, otherwise no one knows what kind of troubles will arise.

"Stay behind me, don't come out." Yue Zhuming didn't expect someone to assassinate them, she only brought Qiu Xuan with her, and Shen Muting only brought Fuqin.

Jiang Jin's words of "be careful" were still in his ears, and Shen Muting looked away. What did Jiang Jin mean by doing this?What does he know?

Yue Zhuming's face was very heavy, and he obviously thought of Jiang Jin's "be careful", but he didn't loosen Shen Muting's hand.

"Do it!" Two groups of people moved at the same time, Shen Muting counted, a total of 37 people, Sanqi killed?

There was a bit of madness in Shen Muting's eyes, and under the lowered eyes was a surging killing intent.

Is it intentional or a coincidence?

When Shen Muting raised his eyes again, Yue Zhuming had already grabbed the knife from one person and killed him with the knife.

Did the people sent to kill them underestimate themselves or Yue Zhuming?

"My lord!" Fu Qin rushed over and cut off a man's arm, causing those people to strike harder.

After all, Yue Zhuming couldn't adapt to such a strong fight, otherwise he would waste a lot of blood, he stretched out his hand to cover Yue Zhuming's hand, "You rest, I'll do it!"

Yue Zhuming didn't move, just looked at him deeply, and said: "I said, I will protect you." He didn't want to see Shen Muting do what he didn't want to do again, so he rubbed the hand that was holding Shen Muting. Rubbing his back, "Close your eyes if you're afraid," he took out a handkerchief from his bosom, "cover your nose."

He was worried that the previous situation would reappear in Shen Muting, and he didn't have time to pay attention just now, but now he had a moment to think about it.

Shen Muting didn't know what it was like for a while. He hated blood, not because he was afraid of blood. Blood reminded him of many bad things, but they were all within the controllable range. That time in the bath, he was stained with other people's blood , feel dirty.

Shen Muting looked up at Yue Zhuming, took the veil, covered his nose obediently, and closed his eyes.

Seeing that he was obedient, Yue Zhuming struck harder and harder. He hadn't been on the battlefield for a long time, maybe he hadn't killed anyone himself for a long time, and the bloodlust in his eyes reappeared—these people must die!

Fu Qin didn't fight alone this time, he and Qiu Xuan had always cooperated tacitly, with one in front and the other behind, the cooperation was perfect.

The wailing sound filled the ears, and the blood was thick enough to make people sick. Shen Muting didn't know if it was because of the Yuezhuming handkerchief. He didn't feel so sick this time. Let him feel at ease, as if it can soothe the irritability in his heart.

When Yue Zhuming stood in front of him panting heavily, the corners of Shen Muting's mouth slightly curled up, and he couldn't tell what it was like, like he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

"Wait for me a while!" After saying that, Yue Zhuming let go of him, and then Yue Zhuming heard him walk into the creek, and the sound of watering started.

He was washing the blood spattered on his body.

Yue Zhuming took off his outer robe, and put on the horse's cloak, blood was all over the robe, luckily it didn't soak into the clothes inside.

He carried Shen Muting onto the horse first, and then came up himself, wrapped Shen Muting in his arms, clamped the horse's belly, and the old horse walked forward leisurely, not at all stimulated by the tragic image in front of him.

Qiu Xuan and Fu Qin were exhausted and fell down on the grass, then they looked at each other and smiled, feeling that their lord loved the young master so much that they were afraid of bumping into each other, the young master is not a porcelain doll, how could he be afraid of such a thing? Scenes.

The two of them had a moment to catch their breath, and Fuqin galloped back to drive the carriage out.

Back at the palace, Yue Zhuming sent someone to invite Jiang Jin, saying that he was inviting rather than suppressing him.

When Lin Feiyu knew about this, she rushed over in a hurry, and the one who caught her eyes was Jiang Jin who was tied up and knelt in the hall.

Shen Muting sat lazily on the main seat, and said softly: "Explain."

"Third Young Master, I kindly remind you that this is your reward." Jiang Jin was neither humble nor overbearing, but he also deepened his understanding of Shen Muting.

With Shen Muting's permission, Lin Feiyu sat on the chair next to him. He only heard that the prince and Shen Muting were assassinated, but he didn't know what he did. Seeing Jiang Jin tied up in the hall, he felt a little bit concerned.

Although Jiang Jin is the owner of the waiter's house, he has a wide range of personal contacts. His friends range from the ministers of the court to all the dandies. Even in the world, he enjoys himself very much.

"Let's not talk about repayment or not." Shen Muting put down the teacup. This is the shocking tea that Yue Zhuming ordered someone to brew as soon as he came back. He handles it.

"Oh? What does the young master want to tell me?" Jiang Jin was completely as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. To grind down the skin.