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

Zhongyonghou's mansion has always pampered Da Xici, this is a fact that Wei Jing has already fully known without going out of the mansion to investigate in person.

Therefore, even though Da Xici is highly skilled in martial arts, it does not affect her status as a delicate daughter.

However, the person in front of him was accustomed to the perception of pain everywhere, which was quite different from the state of golden branches and jade leaves that should have been reflected.

...What is it about.

Wei Jing drooped her eyelashes, her gaze slightly fixed.

The marriage between him and Da Xici was bestowed by Emperor Yongshuo. If the Zhongyonghou Mansion failed to fulfill the contract, it would be a crime of disrespect and deception, and it should be executed; Disobeying the emperor's order, even an aunt who was born in the royal family can only be saved by the queen mother, let alone the loyal and brave Marquis who has a gold medal for exoneration but is straightforward and only knows how to obey the holy order.

Wei Jing knew his reputation in Beijing. A blind, weak and sick young man was not worthy of being the heir of the dignified Zhennanhou's mansion. What's more, he also inherited the country's surname with His Royal Highness the eldest princess. The Lord is also extremely unfair, cutting off the title of Yang's surname in the Hou Mansion.

All in all, the people in the entire capital, whether they were ordinary people or princes and nobles, all ridiculed him wantonly in jealousy and unwillingness.

Under such circumstances, Wei Jing, who was devoted to the great cause of revenge, never even thought of fulfilling this marriage with Da Xici, only thinking that she was annoyed by the unsatisfactory gift he gave before, and then she was bold , took out the gold medal of exoneration that Emperor Yongshuo had bestowed on Zhongyonghou's mansion, and entered the palace, and personally asked the emperor to annul the old covenant on the grounds that he could not have an heir with the sick seedling.

Emperor Yongshuo cared most about his offspring. If Da Xici spoke sincerely, he would definitely grant her request with a wave of his hand on the basis of not getting angry. So far, the two governments can still be on good terms, and The marriage contract can also be canceled smoothly.

It just depends on whether the third lady of the Daxi Mansion has the extraordinary courage to personally enter the palace to face the saint.

Just as Wei Jing was analyzing the origin and background of his concubine with mixed feelings in his heart, Wei Chu, who had been standing stiffly by the table, suddenly swayed.

The light in the room was dim, so Wei Jing dared to take advantage of the dark night to quietly glance in the direction of Wei Chu.

The moment his eyes fell on that person's face, Wei Jing was shocked.

If it is said that there was only some bleak paleness on the face just now, then it can be said that there is almost no blood at this moment, as if...

Wei Jing didn't dare to delay any longer, but he couldn't ask someone to come to the couch because of his eyesight, so he could only ask in a low voice, "Ah Ci, are you injured?"

After finishing speaking, Wei Jing added another sentence, "Don't lie to me."

Hearing Wei Jing's last words, Wei Chu immediately swallowed back the "neng" in his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and then said softly: "A little bit of skin trauma, it's not serious."

Admitted, but not fully admitted.

Wei Jing frowned slightly, a little annoyed for no reason.

Why do you have to lie to him, repeatedly.

"Ah Ci, come sit down." Wei Jing stood up from the couch, making room for Wei Chu.

"...My son, I, I am not seriously injured..."

Wei Chu's voice became weaker and weaker, and it sounded like he was going to be unable to hold on any longer.

Wei Chu probably realized this too, so he turned around slowly and prepared to leave Wei Jing's bedroom: "My lord, I will sleep in another room tonight, don't let the blood stain hit you..."

Looking at Wei Chu's trembling back, Wei Jing didn't say anything to stop him, but just stood there silently.

Suddenly, Wei Chu gasped, hummed, and put his hand over the silk belt on his waist and pressed it firmly. His back, which was always straight, was slightly arched, and the other hand leaned on the table to support it for a while. Being able to bear the dizziness for a while, he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ah Chi!"

Wei Jing didn't care about anything else, hurriedly rushed to the side of the fainted person, squatted down to detect the slight fluctuations in the slender neck, and after confirming that there was nothing serious, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's important to save people.

Seeing that the person had completely lost consciousness, Wei Jing no longer insisted on pretending to be blind, leaned over and hugged the unconscious Wei Chu in his arms, then turned and walked towards the bed.

Wei Chu was carefully placed on the couch by Wei Jing, and the quilt was covered on his legs to keep him warm. Although he was much more comfortable, his brows were still frowning slightly and did not unfold.

Since he didn't know where Wei Chu was injured, Wei Jing could only keep his movements gentle everywhere, trying to avoid the possibility of touching the wound on someone's body.

Regardless of whether this person is the real Da Xici or not, she is the eldest concubine of the Zhennanhou Mansion at this time, if someone outside finds out that the imperial concubine was injured, she will definitely make trouble with her aunt.

At that time, things will not be as simple as they are now.

Wei Jing stared at the thin figure curled up on the couch with complicated eyes.

This matter...he just wanted to solve it by himself.

Wei Jing took out the golden sore medicine that she didn't often use from the secret compartment of the bed, and then tentatively lifted Wei Chu's cuff, wanting to simply check the exposed wound.

But when his eyes fell on that fair arm, Wei Jing couldn't help being a little surprised.

It has already been dealt with.

However, the treated wound aroused Wei Jing's suspicion even more.

The method is quite professional, but the quality of the powder is extremely poor.

If Da Xici himself was injured, the entire Zhongyonghou Mansion would be turned upside down, so how could the delicate and noble Third Miss use this broken medicine and suffer such grievances.

It was inconvenient for Wei Jing to take off the girl's clothes, so she could only roll up Wei Chu's sleeves, and carefully applied a lot of good sore medicine specially prepared by Xi Ming to those two blood-stained arms.

This golden sore medicine is of excellent quality, it is icy cold when it touches the skin, just enough to relieve the burning pain caused by the wound.

"Hmm..." Wei Chu seldom used such a powerful medicinal powder, so he exhaled comfortably, raised his arms to his nose, and praised in a half-dream, "It smells so good..."

Wei Jing was sitting on the side of the bed looking down at the wounded patient lying on the pillow, when she heard this, she couldn't help laughing.

******

The medicine powder in the camp of the dead will make people feel more painful. When Wei Chu applied the medicine to the incision on the side of his waist, he didn't apply it all over, and it could almost be regarded as untreated. aggravated.

Wei Chu had a severe fever, and he was dazed for a while and awake for a while, so that he couldn't tell where he was at all, and he was dreaming and waking up, only thinking that he was in a dream.

He slept for more than ten hours, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that Wei Jing was lying beside him, sleeping deeply with his eyes closed.

It's really a happy dream.

The corners of Wei Chu's lips raised into a smile, thinking it was a dream, he unscrupulously stretched out his arms covered under the heavy quilt, lazily wrapped around Wei Jing's neck, giggling: " Why are you lying next to me?"

With a sudden cold arm around his neck, Wei Jing was suddenly awakened. Seeing the beautiful face in front of him, his face suddenly became hot, and he didn't know how to deal with it: "I..."

This is his bed, is there anything strange here?

Faced with a question, Wei Jing's mind always gives an answer quickly, just waiting for the person who has the advantage to speak out.

But looking at those watery black pupils, all the thoughts in Wei Jing's heart disappeared without a trace.

The Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

Sticking so close, what do you want to do?

Wei Chu's eyes were blurred with pain, and he didn't hear Wei Jing's response for a long time. He could only move his head on the pillow inch by inch, until he was less than half a foot away from the tip of Wei Jing's nose, and then he was able to see Wei Jing's eyes clearly. .

He pinched Wei Xiaoshizi's ruddy cheek with his hand, and smiled again: "What are you? Why don't you talk? Talk."

Wei Jing was taken aback for a moment, and with a dazed expression, Ren Wei Chu grabbed his face indiscriminately.

Is this still the Princess Gongjin who looks almost timid on weekdays?

"I..." Wei Jing's mouth was pinched so hard that even his voice became indistinct, "You first..."

He hadn't finished speaking when he saw the person who pinched him close his eyes again, and the strength in his hand was suddenly removed, and unexpectedly... fell asleep again.

******

Knowing such a truth by surprise, it was difficult for Wei Jing to keep calm.

It's not that he is indecisive when things happen, it's because he doesn't know how to deal with them.

After all... for the person lying next to him...

Hold.

Wei Jing rubbed her cheeks pinched by Wei Chu irritably, feeling very depressed.

It is not an exaggeration to describe Wei Jing's experience as "near death" since childhood.

If it wasn't for the protection of Xi Ming by her side, it would be very difficult for Princess Fuyang to raise Wei Jing intact, and even surviving would be an extravagant hope.

This also caused Wei Jing to be more vigilant than ordinary people to anyone who approached him with impure purposes.

However, after learning that the person he married back to the mansion might not be Da Xici, the first thing he thought of was not that Wei Xiao had placed someone next to him again, but that this "little substitute" might be the same as him , was also forced to come to Xiang Xiaozhu to get married, even worse than his experience as the son of the world.

After all, Zhongyonghou's family has a great career, so it is not impossible to arrest the family of this surrogate girl in the mansion and force her to submit by threatening.

If his eldest concubine is really not Da Xici herself, it means that he owes nothing to the Zhongyonghou Mansion, on the contrary, the Zhongyonghou Mansion deceived him.

And if this seemingly pure-minded little substitute is really a helpless little pitiful, he doesn't mind being her reliance in the future.

But before that, she still needs to be tested.

Wei Jing thought to herself.

Sorting out the ins and outs of the matter, Wei Jing's mood immediately relaxed a lot.

Glancing sideways at Wei Chu who was still asleep, he curled up the corners of his mouth, leaned his arms on his pillow, and carefully looked at the superior bones of the people around him, unknowingly indulging in it.

So much so that he didn't realize that the person who had closed his eyes and slept peacefully had opened his eyes.

"Hey?"

Seeing the person lying next to him, Wei Chu had a surprised expression on his face.

He raised his arm wrapped in layers of bandages, rubbed his eyes like a child just waking up, and looked at Wei Jing again——

"Huh? Are you really still there?"

Wei Jing hurriedly looked away without any trace, and continued to pretend to be blind, in a daze: "Huh?"

But Wei Chu didn't care at all. Instead, he smirked with joy just like when he woke up last time.

"Then this time, I'll ask for more."

What are you asking for?Wei Jing was puzzled.

As if he had made a lot of determination, Wei Chu bit his lower lip so that his color almost changed, and then slowly moved closer until the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose.

Wei Jing's breathing was slightly stagnant.

... What are you going to do again?Where are you going to pinch this time?

Wei Chu just woke up from his sleep, his eyes were hazy, and after resting for more than a dozen hours, the paleness on his face had recovered by [-] to [-]%, and even the tips of his ears were blushing, which was really confusing.

He seemed to have gained some strength, and put his arms around Wei Jing's back, preventing him from escaping easily, then pouted without hesitation——

"Chirp."

Two slightly cool lips pressed lightly on Wei Jing's lips that were tightly pursed in defense.

The air was instantly quiet.

For a long time, no one moved first.

Still in shock, Wei Jing, who took a breath after recovering, let out a pig cry uncontrollably.

"Tamp~"

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: I'm so smart (not) smart (useful), I actually took off my wife's vest

Ah Chu: I am so clever (smart) and clever (spiritual), I even hide a vest

[Baby, I may be demented. I refreshed the empty comment area several times. Feeling lost, I leaned against the wall and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, thinking: Readers really don’t like me anymore. Not even a single message... Guess what, I didn't post it, I didn't post it! ! ! (The sound of shaking the table. GIF)]