After marrying the shadow guard little husband, he carried a cub

Hearing Wei Jing's steady and powerful heartbeat, the tension in Wei Chu's heart immediately dissipated a lot.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

I thought that he was already so sick that he couldn't even breathe well, but he didn't expect that under the long-term care of the government doctor, Wei Jing's frail body actually recovered.

For many years, although Wei Chu has been living in the camp of the dead in the inner courtyard of the Hou Mansion, the dead inside have no knowledge of anything other than the camp to perform necessary tasks, and they don't even know as much as the common people walking on the street. There are many mundane things.

This is also the reason why Wei Chu would rather risk the risk of being punished for returning home late than to listen to the affairs of Beijing on the day Mrs. Daxi came to the Hou's mansion.

In Wei Chu's memory, all the things about Wei Jing were heard secretly by him, and he didn't know much about it, so that even the superficial information could be regarded as barely.

Now being able to personally guard Wei Jing's side is something Wei Chu never dreamed of.

Seeing the bride lying motionless in front of her chest, Wei Jing was a little flustered.

He knew that Da Xici practiced martial arts, but he never expected that his skills would be so amazing.

From the door of the bedroom to the location of Xi's bed, there are still ten steps away. Even if her foot strength is much faster than ordinary girls, it's not...as fast as a lightning strike on his bedside, right?

There is not even time for a reaction.

For so long, after experiencing the fact that no matter how many things he did, Da Xici would inevitably marry him, Wei Jing had already prepared for the bridal chamber night and came up with a countermeasure.

For example, when Da Xici served the Hebei wine and was about to make a cup with him, he instantly disrupted the internal force in his body, causing himself to vomit blood, and scare everyone away with the excuse of relapse of the old disease, so as to achieve the impossibility of bridal chamber Purpose.

Another example is taking advantage of the time when the bride is going to sit on the flower candles, he pretends to be in a hurry to bridal chamber, climbs down from the wedding couch without hesitation, and then falls headlong under the table. lifelike.

On this day of great joy, there was a bloody disaster, and I am afraid that no one will be in the mood to bridal chamber again.

Wei Jing made countless conjectures, but he didn't think of the one in front of him alone.

He thought that under the prejudgment of these winning chances, Da Xici had no possibility of getting close to him, so he would not be aware of the clues that he had not intentionally used drugs to affect his heart.

While cursing himself for being careless, Wei Jing casually glanced at the bride.

The moment the two pairs of eyes met through the gap of Hipa, the breathing of both of them stagnated.

But before Wei Jing, who was surprised that she was so careless, looked away, the bride with trembling eyelashes avoided his gaze first, and made a gesture to leave the bed.

"Concubine Shizi, don't forget to drink Heying wine."

Xi Niang, who had been guarding the door of the bedroom, suddenly reminded her outside.

Her voice was beaming, and it seemed incompatible with the quiet atmosphere in the bedroom. Wei Chu, who was lying on Wei Jing's chest, was frightened, and she hurriedly got up from the quilt.

Unexpectedly, the heavy wedding dress was too complicated. The fine golden chain on Wei Chu's chest caught the pattern at the corner of the quilt, and the tassels on the hijab also caught the button of Wei Jing's neckline.

Wei Chu couldn't help panicking.

However, under the interaction brought about by the violent movements of hastily standing up, Wei Chu was pulled back to Wei Jing's chest by the two forces, and his bent elbows also wanted to support his body. And quickly pressed to a place——

Compared with his previously restrained pounce, this unexpected momentum is even more heavy at this time.

Now Wei Jing didn't have to pretend at all, just snorted, and subconsciously raised his hand to cover the vulnerable place where he was hit: "Oh!"

Oops!The Hou Mansion will have no successors!

Wei Chu's face turned pale immediately, and he tore off the hijab that was obstructing his head, sat up, frantically flipping through Wei Jing's clothes, wanting to check his condition.

Wei Jing grabbed the wrist of the person in front of him, stopped Wei Chu's movements, and said with indescribable pain in his tone, "Don't!"

If you turn it over again, it will really reveal your stuffing.

"Master..." Wei Chu opened his mouth and was about to call Wei Jing "Master". After quickly reacting, he whispered worriedly: "My son... are you okay? I'm really sorry..."

Wei Jing shook his head, and let go of the slender wrist he held in his palm.

I think the little girl didn't do it on purpose.

Whoever married a sick person for no reason would first confirm whether the person is dead or not.

There is nothing wrong with Da Xici's move.

What's more, the matter has come to this point, he has no chance to send Da Xici back to Zhongyonghou's residence.

Not only can't she be given away, but she should be treated better.

After all, before Da Xici married into the Hou's Mansion, his attitude towards the Zhongyonghou's Mansion was indeed too proactive. If he became a husband and wife, his appearance would change immediately.

He could only think of another way under the premise of stabilizing her temporarily.

Wei Jing looked in the direction of Wei Chu's voice, her eyes were dull, but her tone was quite gentle: "...Ah Ci, is that you? But it hurts from the fall?"

Hearing Wei Jing's address to him, Wei Chu felt a bit of bitterness in his heart.

Not for himself, but for Wei Jing who is lingering in the sick bed.

During the days of living in Zhongyonghou's mansion, Wei Chu heard Mrs. Daxi tell him a lot about Daxici's experiences over the years.

There are many things about Wei Jing's gift to the Zhongyonghou's mansion.

It must be very satisfying to be so devoted to a girl.

Because of his irresistible illness, Wei Jing couldn't be with his sweetheart, and even had to bear the pressure of being rejected by his sweetheart. Thinking of this, Wei Chu couldn't help but feel sad for him.

"Elder Concubine?"

Xi Niang reminded again.

Wei Chu coughed lightly, came back to his senses, and responded, "Got it."

The figure of Xi Niang disappeared at the door of the bedroom, and the maids waiting outside were also called away by her, leaving ample room for Shizi's bridal chamber wedding night.

As a dead soldier, Wei Chu has never touched alcohol, let alone in such a suffocating tense situation.

Unaccustomed to holding the hem of his wedding dress, he took two exquisite cups from the table covered with a red tablecloth, and when he turned around, he still lowered his eyelashes: "My lord, it's time to drink the wine gone."

Wei Jing replied weakly: "...and trouble Ah Ci to pass the wine to me."

In order to stabilize her sick and weak image, Wei Jing didn't intend to drink the hemp wine at all, she just wanted to pretend to take it, sniffed it lightly, and then pretended to be coughing to settle the matter.

However, before he started to move, he heard the person sitting by the bed say: "My lord, you are not in good health, so let me drink this cup."

After finishing speaking, Wei Chu licked his red lips with thin lip balm, picked up the wine glass, raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass.

Before tonight, he had never drank a drop of wine, and at this moment, he couldn't help coughing because of the successive spicy tastes that he had never tasted before.

"..."

For a while, Wei Jing suddenly felt a little sorry.

This kind of invisible harm to Da Xici reminded Wei Jing once again of the thin dead man who was injured by him in Houshan.

"I'm sorry, Ah Ci, I'm useless." Wei Jing lowered her head, worried that Wei Chu would see the clue that her eyes could see.

Useless is false, but the apology is indeed sincere.

Wei Chu shook his head hurriedly, but instead comforted him and said, "The son's health will get better, and he will."

Wei Jing paused, then changed the subject, patted the soft and thick red quilt by her side, and said, "Ah Ci, lie down on the couch and rest quickly, it's been a hard day for you."

After finishing speaking, he silently observed Wei Chu's next move, and secretly made up his mind.

As soon as the person lay down, he would start to vomit blood, even if he sent himself to another bedroom tonight, even... even if he slept with the little dead man in the back mountain, he would definitely not have a bridal chamber with Da Xici.

But what surprised Wei Jing again was that Wei Chu didn't seem to have the intention of sharing the same bed with him at all.

The bride in the bright red wedding dress whispered "Okay", then walked to the small couch near the door, took off the phoenix crown with one hand, lifted the thin quilt, and lay down on it without even the slightest hesitation .

Wei Jing was taken aback.

This daughter of the Zhongyonghou Mansion is so easy to talk to?Not only that, but also insight into the meaning behind the words?

After witnessing all the well-behaved behavior of Wei Chu that night, it was finally Wei Jing's turn to feel uneasy this time.

You can't let the girl's family lie on a couch that can only accommodate one person for a whole night.

Wei Jing slowly sat up from the couch, turned her head and asked, "Ah Ci, why didn't you come to sleep on the couch?"

If the two of them just lie on the same couch and do nothing, it shouldn't matter if they can sleep well after a tiring day.

The red candles in the bedroom had already been burned out, and under such dim light, it was really difficult for Wei Jing, who had slightly poor eyesight, to see clearly the couch that was only a few steps away from her.

Hearing the movement, Wei Chu realized that Wei Jing was about to get up, turned over quickly from the couch, touched the fire folder on the table to light it up, then walked to the bed in three steps at a time, leaned over and pressed the bed. Leaning on Wei Jing's shoulder, she frowned slightly: "Please lie down, Your Majesty."

With the light of the fire, Wei Jing was able to see Wei Chu's nervous face clearly.

People who have not taken off their wedding clothes seem to be very sleepy and tired. They fell asleep after only such a short time. The dark pupils of the eyes seemed to be washed clear and clean, and the flowers between the eyebrows have not been removed. In the lazy atmosphere, there is a bit more bewitching and strange.

Wei Jing was worried about being exposed, so she didn't dare to move her eyes at will, she just stared intently at the gray dark place behind Wei Chu, pretending to be presentable.

"The son should rest as soon as possible. Sleeping more will be good for the son's physical recovery."

Wei Chu was choked by the wine, and he still had a nasal voice that couldn't be concealed when he spoke.

Wei Jing was about to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that someone had acupuncture points on him, and his entire back was so stiff that he couldn't move at all.

Wei Chu withdrew his hand from the soft mattress behind Wei Jing, and explained in a low voice: "Sorry, the acupoints will be unlocked automatically after two hours, my son, please close your eyes and sleep peacefully."

Although he had the ability to break through the acupoints, he didn't have the courage to break through without authorization. Wei Jing could only use the slope to get off the donkey, was helped to lie back on the bed, and obediently closed his eyes.

After tossing around like this, Wei Chu, who was lying back on the couch, suddenly lost all sleepiness. He tucked the corners of the quilt, looked at the hazy first-quarter moon outside the window, and began to wander aimlessly.

Wei Jing is blind and cannot see her own appearance, so in the future when the two of them live together, as long as they are careful when talking, they will not easily show their feet.

But Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess and the Marquis of Zhennan, who have seen countless people, are not so easy to fool.

A look of worry floated between Wei Chu's brows.

There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, so let's take a step and see it.

Wei Chu, who has undergone rigorous training for a long time, can always wake up early when Yinshi is just over.

Worried that Wei Jing would be woken up, he opened his eyes and just lay upright under the quilt, scratching his fingers and hair in a daze.

Suddenly, Wei Chu seemed to remember something important, and subconsciously sat up straight from the couch.

It's never too late for anything.

Wei Chu has never been in the habit of procrastinating. After quietly folding the quilt on the couch, he looked around for a week, and finally saw what he was looking for at Wei Jinglu's hand outside the quilt.

When you close your eyes, your hearing becomes sharper.

As early as when Wei Chu got up from the couch, Wei Jing had already woken up.

Vaguely aware that Wei Chu seemed to be approaching, Wei Jing was afraid that he would come to feel his pulse, so he pretended to turn over and avoided the touch.

Wei Chu's fingertips were empty, but fortunately, he was still alive, so he let go of his heart, turned around again to confirm that the person on the bed was indeed sound asleep, and then carefully pulled out the bed that was pressed by Wei Jing. A piece of white handkerchief, he held it in his hand and hesitated for a long time.

Wei Jing's hearing was excellent, and the movement of Sibo being pulled from the quilt by Wei Chu made him a little puzzled.

what?

He had no intention of marrying a wife, so naturally he didn't know what the purpose of everything on the wedding bed was, and the white veil was pushed aside because he thought it was an eyesore.

Wei Jing nestled in the thick quilt, silently watching Wei Chu's next move.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a sharp knife being unsheathed, and Wei Jing's ears twitched.

Could it be that Da Xici was dropped by someone at night?Otherwise, how could they attack him on the second day of their wedding?

Wei Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched her fists secretly, ready to kill the opponent with one blow at the moment of danger.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no movement.

The tip of the knife slowly pierced through the flesh, making a creepy tearing sound.

"pat...pat..."

The crimson blood dripped on the plain white Xipa——

One drop, two drops, the dazzling color spreads unscrupulously.

Wei Jing was slightly startled, and his eyes quietly fell on Wei Chu's expressionless face.

After a long time, he slowly looked away.

Wei Chu was staring intently at the nearly inch-long bleeding wound on his arm, and did not notice that Wei Jing woke up.

What Xi Niang said to him outside last night is still in my ears:

"Elder Concubine, please be more careful. Make sure that the Xipa is filled with the joy of you and the Crown Prince, so that His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess will be happy after seeing it."

When she said this, the expression on Xi Niang's face could not be described as winking.

Wei Chu understood the meaning of her words in an instant, and curled his fingertips in the wide sleeves of his robe. After a long while, he nodded in response with red ears.

It is estimated that Xi Niang was worried that he would dislike Wei Jing, so she went on to say: "The concubine Shi Zi married into the mansion today. It is inevitable to fall into the vulgarity, and I hope that the concubine will be considerate."

Poor Wei Chu will never know that this is the pressure that Xi Niang put on him without authorization because of his ignorance.

Wei Chu only thought that His Royal Highness the eldest princess had really ordered it, so he had to obey.

After all, it is impossible to have the reality of husband and wife, so he can only complete the task in this way.

Xi Niang waited outside the door early in the morning. Seeing Wei Chu handing over the hipa, she smiled contentedly on the spot. She opened her mouth with a set of auspicious words. According to the rules, I'm going to offer tea to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess and Lord Hou."

Wei Chu agreed.

Wei Chuyuan thought that only His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess could see the blood-stained hipa, so he never imagined that the entire Zhennanhou Mansion would get along so harmoniously.

Even Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess is actually a master who is willing to have fun with the people. When she saw the bloody hipa in Xi Niang's hand, she immediately became agitated and asked the maid beside her in disbelief, "Children?" Qiu, is this true? Is my son promising?"

Zhiqiu nodded again and again, looking extremely happy: "It's true, ma'am, it's true!"

Even with Zhiqiu's affirmation, Princess Fuyang still couldn't believe it, she grabbed the Xipa and looked at it over and over again, finally, she suddenly remembered that she should go to Qingmu Pavilion to see the battle situation of the two children.

Wei Chu killed him and never thought that Her Royal Highness Princess Beiyu would be so approachable. The mansion married a new wife, and before she was offered tea, she took the initiative to come here first.

Just as Wei Chu helped Wei Jing to sit in the wheelchair, the courtyard door of Qingmu Pavilion was pushed open by Princess Fuyang, and asked with a smile on her face:

"A Jing and A Ci, were you exhausted last night?"

Before Wei Chuxuan leaned over to meet him with a blushing face, Princess Fuyang stretched out her hand and patted his stomach lightly, then turned her head and told her servants loudly: "Zhiqiu, quickly find out the thousand-year-old ginseng sent from the palace. Make soup for the prince and concubine!"

"Mother, I don't..." Wei Jing wanted to interrupt.

Who would have thought that Princess Fuyang would never give him this chance to speak: "I'll go to the backyard to catch a yellow hen myself, add medlar, cistanche, what else..."

Wei Jing tried again: "Mother, I don't want to..."

"By the way, there's also epimedium... Eucommia... and... and deer antler! Come on! Go to Brother Huang's hunting ground and bring fresh deer to Ben Gong!"

As soon as Princess Fuyang clapped her hands, she rushed out of the courtyard gate of Qingmu Pavilion, leaving only the young prince sitting in a wheelchair, and the dazed concubine with a dumbfounded expression.

Wei Jing and Wei Chu: "..."

The author has something to say:

Wei Jing: I don't want to...

The eldest princess: No, you want to.

The card maniac is really exhausted, I have to go to bed early today, eh~

The red envelope continues.