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

"hiss……"

Even though Wei Chu was not very afraid of pain, the pain caused by the sudden removal of the bandage on the wound still made him take a low breath.

The young man who fought with him in the back mountain that day had some good things. A small porcelain bottle with such a casual appearance contained such a golden sore medicine with amazing curative effect. In just a few days, it was able to make his wound heal quickly. The improvement is more than several times the previous healing speed.

Wei Chu didn't know the real value of the ordinary porcelain vase in his eyes, he only regarded it as a lucky bottle with a slightly unique shape, and was lucky enough to contain a rare thing that saved people's lives.

And others would not understand that the cold jade from Tianshan Mountain, which is obviously hard to find, is not as valuable as the small silver bottle in Dr. Sikong's medicine chest in the eyes of the ignorant Wei Chu.

Seeing Doctor Sikong come to diagnose and treat Wei Jing these days, Wei Chu often thought that if he could get to know him better in the future, he would be bold enough to ask Doctor Sikong to exchange bottles with each other.

Therefore, Wei Chu kept the bottle intact, and hid it extremely carefully.

Ever since hearing Wei Chu's gasp, Wei Jing's brows have not been relaxed.

He stared at Wei Chu's back, and didn't have time to look at his wife's snow-skinned appearance. He only imagined the possibly extremely serious bloody wound on his abdomen, and had to swallow the words several times.

If he asked how the person was injured at this time, and suddenly learned the fact that he was not blind, he would have frightened this cowardly person like a baby rabbit out of his wits on the spot.

What's more, he can't let anyone know about it now.

He vaguely heard Wei Jing making a small sound behind him, Wei Chu became vigilant, and immediately wanted to look back.

However, just as he was about to turn his head, Wei Chu quickly dismissed the idea.

He...hasn't put on his clothes yet, if he was naked like this, even if Wei Jing couldn't see, he would feel very embarrassed.

While thinking, Wei Chu heard the sound of cloth rubbing against Wei Jing's bed again, he couldn't help fastening his clothes in a panic, and tidyed himself up neatly, without any inappropriate gesture.

Then, I finally had the courage to look back at the past——

Wei Jing seemed to be dreaming, with her arms bent on her forehead, covering her eyes, as if she was afraid of light.

Wei Chu, who thinks he knows everything about Wei Jing, naturally does not doubt this, but thinks that Wei Jing is sleepy.

After straightening his clothes, Wei Chu walked over and put his arms back to his side, tucked the corner of the quilt, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the person on the pillow to sleep peacefully again.

Xu Shi's pain at the wound on his body did not ease, Wei Chu's face was extremely pale, seeing that Wei Jing gradually fell asleep a lot, he let go of his heart, pressed his hands on his waist through his clothes, stood up slowly Tun left the bedroom.

It was also because Wei Chu's action reminded Wei Jing who had been pretending to be asleep, and reminded him of a suspicious thing.

Since this little substitute is not Da Xici who learned from her father Zhongyonghou, then her martial arts are not weaker than the shadow guard of the Houfu... Where did she learn it?

More importantly, where did the Zhongyonghou Mansion find such a girl with good looks, a biased mind, and a pure spring in the mountains?

It really made his heart...uneasy every day.

******

Xi Ming took the sumptuous meal as usual and delivered it to Wei Jing's bedroom in person.

Wei Chu was not in the room, and apart from Wei Jing, he didn't notice the presence of another person, so he closed the door and teased Wei Jing who was lying on the bed: "Little master seems to be You're in good spirits, could it be that it's the time when the spring breeze is in full swing."

With no one standing by his side, Xi Ming didn't bother to pretend to help him. Being able to arrange the food on the table was already the most gentle thing he did today.

Sitting on the stool, Wei Jing reached out to take the chopsticks, bowed her head and began to eat without saying a word.

Seeing the young master's appearance, Xi Ming immediately knew that he must have something unspeakable to hide.

"The little master is having trouble with the imperial concubine?" Xi Ming poured himself a cup of tea and drank it while leaning against the table.

"If she is willing to quarrel with me, I'll be too happy." Wei Jing ate a piece of braised pork, and after being captured by the delicious taste, he immediately pointed to the plate containing the meat, "After my wife comes back later , and then someone brings a plate, she will definitely like it."

He nodded jokingly, and at the same time keenly grasped the key words in Wei Jing's words, jokingly said: "If I remember correctly, a few days ago, the young master called Shi Zifei by her boudoir name directly. Did you just call her 'Lady'?"

Wei Jing knew that Xi Ming took hold of this matter because the resistance she showed to Da Xici before getting married was almost completely different from the current situation.

But the marriage of the little substitute is his most cherished secret, and Wei Jing doesn't want him to know even if it's a joke.

So he could only say stiffly: "I always feel that the lady is closer. If I keep using the previous address, I'm worried that my mother will..."

Xi Ming leaned against the table, looking at him intently from the side, with an expression of "I'm really too lazy to poke you", listening to Wei Jing's quite sufficient excuses.

Wei Jing spoke halfway, but suddenly stopped, as if remembering something, she changed her words directly, letting others mock her: "Yes, I just like her, how is it?"

Wouldn't it be too hurtful to call someone "Aci" after liking it?

Xi Ming rubbed the scabbard with a smile, "The little master said that earlier, wouldn't it save you the trouble of making up stories?"

Left and right have already told the fact that he likes Wei Chu, so Wei Jing stopped coddling, put down his chopsticks, and asked openly, "Then...do you know how to make a girl happy?"

Xi Ming squinted at him suspiciously: "Is it just for the 'one' thing to make the girl happy?"

He specially emphasized the word "one", as if he had already seen Wei Jing's not pure purpose.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jing nodded, "Otherwise? I just want to see her happy, and I will be happy."

Xi Ming sighed helplessly: "My little master, when will you be able to open your mind."

Wei Jing looked at him blankly.

The playful words tapped the table with his knuckles earnestly: "Little master, you and the concubine are already a serious couple who have worshiped heaven and earth. If you are still at the stage where you make me laugh and I make you happy, then your highness the eldest princess When can I hold my grandson?"

Wei Jing nodded with a half understanding.

"Little master, can you be sure that the imperial concubine also likes you now?" There is still a bottom line in play, "If the imperial concubine doesn't like you, the little master must not force it."

Wei Jing shook his head like a rattle, thinking, just relying on his wife's unfathomable martial arts, he has to be tough.

But... do you like it?

It should be like it.

If he doesn't like it, how can he serve him in a daze, and how can he work hard to make puppy cakes?

Wei Jing touched the giant clam necklace hanging in front of her neck, and said affirmatively: "The lady likes me."

Xi Ming no longer hesitated, stood up directly from the stool, and waved his hand, "Leave this matter to me, and let the little master and the concubine perform Zhou Gong's ceremony tonight!"

"I think this kind of progress..." Wei Jing hadn't said the phrase "it's too fast", and Xi Ming had already slammed the door and left, and disappeared over the Hou Mansion in a few vertical jumps.

No matter what he does, he is extremely quick, and a few picture books explaining the rituals of Zhou Gong are even more easy for him.

Less than an hour after Wei Jing asked for help over there, Xi Ming brought over all the treasures from several well-known Qinlou and Chu pavilions in the capital, and gave them all to his young master.

After confirming that the imperial concubine was not in the room, Xi Ming carefully closed the door latch, walked to the side of the bed with a large stack of red-faced picture books in his arms, and shook them into Wei Jing's arms.

"It's all here, little master."

Wei Jing was taken aback by the movements on the painting, threw it away in a hurry, and explained with a blushing face: "Actually, I just want the lady to act like a baby to me, and I didn't... want to do these..."

Hearing this, Xi Ming immediately patted himself on the chest boldly, and said proudly: "First of all, a man needs to be domineering in order to win the favor of his sweetheart, little master, if you ask me about this, you are asking the right person. "

Wei Jing's eyes lit up, and her heart was full of envy for the confidence shown by Xi Ming.

He has always regarded Xi Ming as a role model of never overturning. When he was practicing martial arts before, Xi Ming humbly claimed that he was not good at martial arts. Now he is so arrogant and domineering when it comes to matters related to feelings. way.

Thinking of this, Wei Jing couldn't help admiring him more and more. She didn't even bother to turn over the picture book in her hand, but just looked up at Xi Ming, who seemed to be walking around excitedly, listening to him continue to talk without restraint. talk.

******

The afterglow dissipates, and the moon shines on the branches.

Wei Chu was finally released from the Kejing Pavilion by Princess Fuyang, with the new-style apron that Aunt Zhiqiu sneakily stuffed into him.

Holding the small piece of cloth in his hand that he didn't know where to hide, Wei Chu was really in trouble.

But after thinking about it, he had already reached the door of Wei Jing's bedroom, and Adai in the wing room heard the movement, and seemed to be planning to open the door and come out.

Wei Chu hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, raised his legs and stepped into the room.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Wei Jing quickly took out a delicate purse from her arms under the cover of the bed curtain.

It contained gifts that he later asked Xi Ming to help prepare.

Wei Jing quietly held the purse in her hand, and said to Wei Chu: "Miss? Is the lady back? I have something to tell you, so get closer."

Wei Chu understood that Wei Jing's body would be weak due to being bedridden for a long time, so he didn't think much, and leaned towards Wei Jing's head, making his ears a lot closer to him, in order to be in the first place. Time to hear what the ancestor said.

"These gold leaves and rouge, you take them," Wei Jing tried hard to recall the teachings of the drama, groped Wei Chu's chin with strange movements, and then pinched it very lightly, seemingly unceremoniously, and said softly , "I know that all of you girls like these things, use them to squander and play with them wantonly, what your husband has is money."

Wei Chu: "...???"

"Like it?"

Wei Jing grabbed Wei Chu's hand, and stuffed a bag full of gold leaves and rouge into his hand without hesitation, "Take it if you like it, don't be embarrassed, my husband likes to see you happy, if you smile , the sky is always clear, but if you weep, the bright sun will be gloomy."

After listening to Wei Jing's self-feeling words, Wei Chu felt as if his head was filled with the pot of lard in the dining hall in an instant, and he couldn't even utter a word.

After Wei Jing finished what Xi Ming taught him, Qing waited for his little lady to show admiration, then threw her head into his arms, beat his shoulders with her white and pink fists, saying "I hate you!" I hate it, my husband is necrotic" or something like that.

Unexpectedly, when Wei Jing couldn't wait to act like a baby, she sneaked a glance to the side to see what Wei Chu's expression was, only to see her own wife's face was full of surprises, similar to to heartbroken emotions.

Why do you feel sad?Wei Jing couldn't help being puzzled.

Wei Chu has always been very confused by Wei Jing's good and bad changes in the past few days. He wanted to ask but dared not, for fear of hurting Wei Jing's heart, so he could only observe him carefully, changing from that expression Looking for the cause of the disease on his face.

Wei Jing, who was immersed in his extraordinary state of performance, had no idea that he had become a more serious condition in the eyes of his wife. He cleared his throat, resisted the embarrassment surging in his heart, and said loudly:

"The lady... Next, let's have sex."

You said it jokingly, and the tone should seem to be taken for granted, so that the girl can lean on your shoulder shyly and let you do whatever you want.

? ! ! !

Hearing this, Wei Chu coughed several times in fright, and looked at him with even more shocked eyes.

Seeing that Wei Jing was about to pull his hand, Wei Chu once again had the urge to overturn the prince, but seeing Wei Jing's pitiful appearance grabbing the quilt, Wei Chu, who was eager to get away, never I couldn't bear to make a move on him.

But it is absolutely impossible for him to agree to Wei Jing's request.

What to do, what to do.

Forced to the point where there was no way to retreat, Wei Chu was suddenly blessed. He remembered what Dr. Sikong said that day, and couldn't help but feel happy, knowing that there was finally a countermeasure.

Wei Chu pulled out the messy ribbon that was accidentally pressed by Wei Jing's knee, and hurriedly said:

"I'm out of Guishui!"

After finishing speaking, he fled to the door in embarrassment, holding the corner of his skirt that was scratched by the bed rail, without delay.

Wei Jing looked at the back figure running out of the bedroom all the way, and fell into endless confusion.

What exactly is Guishui... can it be described with the word "out"?

Frustrated, Wei Jing caught a glimpse of the place where Wei Chu was sitting just now from the corner of his vision, and a smear of water pink flashed past.

Wei Jing stared intently, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and she picked up a piece of fabric from the couch.

This color has never appeared in his bedroom, so... it must belong to his beautiful lady.

It turned out... that she was playing hard to catch him.

Ridiculous girl.

Wei Jing held the tone taught by Xi Ming, coldly raised the corners of her lips, and abruptly changed the silly smile from the heart into a dismissive sneer:

"She loves me so much."

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