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

Hearing Wei Jing's voice, Wei Chu's thought of hiding money disappeared in an instant, leaving only a heart full of hesitation.

If Wei Jing discovered his golden leaf, wouldn't he doubt his identity even more?

Thinking of this, Wei Chu looked back nervously at the expression on Wei Jing's face.

With this glance, he just met Wei Jing's gaze who was also looking at him.

As soon as he met those eyes, Wei Chu panicked.

For some reason, he always felt that Wei Jing's eyes seemed to be able to see him.

But before that, he did check repeatedly, and came to the conclusion that even if Yuan Xiao could speak, Wei Jing's eyes would definitely not be able to see.

He should be at ease.

Wei Jing looked at the man on the ground who was still kneeling on the ground, and even in this position... looking back at him from time to time.

It's like... It's like...

Wei Jing's Adam's apple couldn't stop rolling.

With a blank mind, Wei Jing had to bend her arms following the action she subconsciously wanted to complete, put her elbows on the pillow, watched for a long time, and then couldn't help asking Wei Chu.

After realizing that the voice came from his own throat, Wei Jing was shocked, but it was too late to take it back.

Seeing the person kneeling on the ground suddenly turn around, and even made eye contact with him, Wei Jing couldn't help but feel a little confused.

In addition to being frightened, he didn't know what to do or what to say to make the situation less embarrassing.

In the end, it was Wei Chu who came back to his senses and realized that Wei Jing really couldn't see what he was doing anyway, and he calmed down a little.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, casually brushed the dust off his knees, walked over to help Wei Jing lie down again, and said in a warm and concerned voice, "My lord, did you sleep well? I'll get you a glass of water. "

"Miss, thank you for your hard work." The gentleness in Wei Jing's tone really seemed like that, and the hand covering Wei Chu was dishonest, quietly pinching his fingertips, but her face was as red as if Steamed crabs.

Seeing this, Wei Chu couldn't help becoming more worried.

Doctor Sikong's vision is sharp, but the skill of seeing a doctor... isn't it very good?

Otherwise, how could Shizi appear flushed and sick after being diagnosed and treated by him?

Wei Chu stretched out his hand to wipe the thin sweat from Wei Jing's forehead, only when Wei Jing became weaker and weaker, he couldn't imagine that Wei Jing was sweating from being covered by the heavy quilt on the couch.

"My lord, do you have any discomfort..."

Before Wei Chu finished speaking, Wei Jing abruptly interrupted him.

"Miss, you called me 'Xianggong' when you were in the back garden."

Wei Jing finally said this with a shy face, worried that Wei Chu would refute his title, and hurriedly added, "If we have been called 'Shi Zi' and 'A Ci' like this, after a long time, mother will definitely You will notice the clues, and you don't want your mother to worry about our relationship, right?"

Wei Chu has always been a shadow guard who only knows how to do things. Wei Xiaoshi, who has no ghosts in his mind, can turn fast. After being persuaded by Wei Jing's analysis of his interests, Wei Chu nodded obediently, honestly He shouted in earnest: "Okay Mr., I understand."

After finishing speaking, he also pursed his lips and lowered his head, not daring to look at Wei Jing's eyes that were always smiling warmly even though he couldn't see anything.

Wei Chu never thought that there would be a day when he would sit beside Wei Jing in such a majestic manner, and even call Wei Jing a "Sister-in-law" openly. This kind of joy made him at a loss, and the excitement from the heart made him Wishing he could leave Wei Jing on the spot, rush out of the bedroom, and run all the way to the back mountain to fight two sets of Yin Luoquan, which were used in the camp of dead soldiers to strengthen the body, so as to alleviate the unexpected joy that he had nowhere to release.

However, Wei Chu is still a rational person after all, no matter how happy he is, he doesn't show it very clearly on his face, so that Wei Jing doesn't even see that his wife is half happy about calling him "Sang Gong".

But Wei Jing doesn't care about this, he knows that his wife treats him well, and understands the sincerity and affection of this poor little girl, he just thinks that he will treat this shy lady well in the future, and can't let her down.

Hearing the same voice as she had in the dream just now, Wei Jing felt so relieved, half of her body softened, and she didn't even have the strength to speak: "Then... I want my lady to pour me a glass of water."

Wei Chu tucked in the quilt, got up and walked towards the table, kicked off the cloth towel on the ground, covered his beloved gold leaf, poured a glass of water neatly, returned to the edge of the bed and sat down.

Wei Jing's eyes could see clearly, but the movements of his hands were chaotic. First, he touched Wei Chu's thin fingers, and then followed them towards the healed arm covered by the wide sleeve.

"My lady, does the wound still hurt?"

Wei Chu froze for a moment, thought for a while which part of the injury he was asking about, and suddenly remembered that Wei Jing seemed to only know what was on his arm, and didn't know other parts, so he shook his head, rolled up his sleeves and let Wei Jing touch it. Touching the arm with only a thin scar, "It doesn't hurt, it's already healed."

"Scarred."

Wei Jing sighed regretfully.

"As long as the safety of my husband can be guaranteed," Wei Chu's wrist and heart were burning hot from being grasped by the wide and warm hand, "this injury is not enough to be Gu Nian."

Under the opened sleeves are not only the traces of new wounds, but also many mottled old scars that are obviously scratched by knives. They are not protruding like other scars, and only the eyes can see them. But can't figure it out.

Therefore, Wei Jing could only temporarily suppress this desire to find the source, and said to Wei Chu: "Water, I only drink what my wife feeds."

What he said... It was as if he had stretched out his hand to drink from the cup himself every time he poured water, but every time he didn't feed it into his mouth.

Wei Chu would not argue with him about this kind of thing, but worked hard to help him sit up, put the cup he had been holding in his left hand to Wei Jing's lips with a smile, and said in a low voice: "Shi...Mr. Drink slowly."

Xu was addicted to the feeling of having a lady by his side, and Wei Jing actually had a big appetite, either asking Wei Chu for puppy cakes, or asking him if he had cat cakes.

Wei Chu could only go in and out of the bedroom back and forth, passing by the gold leaves that were still scattered on the ground, he had to reluctantly raise his legs and step over them, only after Wei Jing fell asleep, he would find a chance to pick them up again.

Wei Jing lay comfortably on the couch, his bones were brittle from being served, but he still radiated his greed wantonly under Wei Chu's fear.

No one is willing to stop at touching hands and kissing.

It is even more impossible for him to be the eldest son of the Nanhou Mansion.

Wei Chu sat bored by the table, fiddled with the puppy cakes on the plate, and couldn't help but glance at the golden leaves on the ground.

If it doesn't work, just fight it once, so what if you squat down and pick it up?

Wei Chu tangledly bit his lips that had started to get angry and dry because he couldn't pick up the gold leaf, thinking about countermeasures depressedly.

In the past few days, he has been listening to Aunt Zhiqiu's teachings, such as "Shi Zifei, you should take the initiative, Shi Zi is thin-skinned, so I must be embarrassed to take the initiative to touch you".

So if you want to divert Wei Jing's attention, I'm afraid you can only achieve your goal by touching his hand while picking up things.

After hesitating again and again, Wei Chu thought that Wei Jing couldn't see left and right, so he didn't rush to pick up the gold leaves on the ground, but pursed his lips, and opened his mouth with difficulty, but before he could make a sound, he heard the sound on the bed. Wei Jing said weakly:

"I'm very cold... can my lady hug me to keep warm?"

It sounds pitiful, but if Wei Chu refuses, he will really freeze and pass out.

Wei Chu's heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he stood there in a daze for a long time before he nodded slowly: "Okay."

But Wei Chu was always thinking about something that was not obvious about himself. Hearing Wei Jing's heinous request at this time, although he quickly agreed, he also put himself in a dilemma.

If it is discovered, Wei Jing estimates that this year's Qingming Festival can be celebrated directly.

If you don't agree...

"My lady, I can't lift my arm, it's so sore that I can't even move it." Wei Jing said.

Wei Chu was pure-hearted, and when he heard Wei Jing's words, which had already made it very clear that he would not move, he didn't think of the meaning at all, so he walked to the edge of the bed in distress, took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on his husband's side. After covering Wei Jing with the quilt, he pinched Wei Jing's shoulders seriously.

With the beautiful woman at his side, even if Wei Jing wasn't sleepy, Wei Chu, who was good at acupoints, pinched her into a drowsy sleep. Later, she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully without distracting thoughts.

But even if he fell asleep, Wei Jing, who had deep inner strength, was still vigilant.

In a daze, he was very keenly aware that the person beside him was not wearing shoes and socks, and he got off the bed carefully, and then bent down and squatted down after not walking a few steps.

Wei Jing narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Wei Chu who was squatting on the ground——

Through the gap in the bend of his arm, he saw that the fingers that he had massaged himself just now were concentrating on digging something on the ground.

With the lessons learned from the past, Wei Jing didn't dare to make any more noises, he quietly raised his head, and took a closer look at the thing Wei Chu was holding with his fingertips.

Finally, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

If she is really a little substitute who loves money like her life, she should get more gold leaves in the future to make people happy.

******

After hiding his private money, Wei Chu was in an unprecedentedly happy mood, so that when he was sitting on a low stool, he accidentally pulled the wound on his abdomen.

Although the sword wound from the last attack had healed, there was still some tearing pain from time to time.

Wei Chu is not intolerant of pain, but he understands that poor health will lead to a bad complexion. If Doctor Sikong really sees any clues, he will really reveal his secrets.

Looking back at Wei Jing who was sleeping soundly with his hands folded in front of him on the bed, and Wei Chu who was pressing his hands on the silk belt around his waist, he hesitated for a moment.

Even though he had secretly inspected Wei Jing's eyes to a certain extent just now, Wei Chu still felt a little uneasy about the injury inspection in this scene.

As early as when Wei Chu hid the gold leaf, Wei Jing had already laid back on the pillow and pretended to be asleep, but unexpectedly, she heard the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other.

seems to be...

Wei Jing couldn't help but blushed.

In line with the idea of ​​not taking advantage of the girl's family, Wei Jing squinted her eyes and quickly glanced in the direction of the sound, only thinking of satisfying her own curiosity, not intending to see Wei Chu's movements clearly.

But it doesn't matter, Wei Jing was almost irritated by the scene on the spot.

Wei Chu sat with his back facing him on the couch that was brought back by order. He randomly threw the goose-yellow light coat by the side of the couch, and put it on the side of the soft pillow together with the ring around his waist. , lowered his head not knowing what he was doing.

Seeing this scene, Wei Jing also forgot what she had just thought, and instead of turning her head to stop looking, she was still waiting excitedly for the next scene.

The shoulders are thin, the white muscles are condensed, and the bright red apron tie hangs gracefully from the seam of the clothes.

Seemingly realizing that his bellyband was a little loose, Wei Chu hurriedly stretched out his hand to pick up the strap.

He is used to wielding swords, so his hands are naturally very flexible. With just one hand, he can tie two messy laces together and tie them back behind his thin and slender waist.

Wei Jing turned her head calmly, raised her hand, and silently pressed down on her own.

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