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

Wei Chu's whole body was stiff, being hugged by the people behind him tightly against his back, he didn't dare to move at all.

"Are you cold?" Wei Jing noticed that the person in his arms seemed to be shaking slightly, so he couldn't help retracting his arms again.

"It's not very cold..." Wei Chu wanted to shake his head and deny it, but he was worried that it would hurt Wei Jing's heart. After all, what he could do was too limited, and he would definitely feel very frustrated when he heard a negative, so he changed it in time. He sighed, "Only a little bit cold, not serious."

Of course Wei Jing was able to see what was going on in Wei Chu's head from Wei Chu's slightly startled moment, and while his heart was filled with tenderness, he no longer forced Wei Chu to lie beside him tremblingly.

Feeling the strength of the ring around his waist decrease, and then loosen again, Wei Chuyi Gulu sat up from the bed, subconsciously tidied up his bun, and after confirming that the slightly long hairpin and earrings were not entangled together , he tentatively asked Wei Jing, "Are you hungry? Do you want to pass on the meal now?"

Wei Jing was injured, but he also knew that if he dragged on without eating or drinking, the wound would heal more slowly, so even though he was very tired, he still nodded: "Well, you didn't Let's eat? Let's go together."

Although Wei Chu has doubts about Wei Jing's rather tough attitude that has been shown many times today, he feels inexplicably close to him. At least, what Wei Jing showed in front of him is something that he would not show in front of others on weekdays. appearance.

Adai ordered the rest of the people to bring in the food one by one, then poured warm tea for the prince and concubine, and then turned and left the bedroom.

In the Hou Mansion, Doctor Sikong, who also serves as the director of nutritional meals, has always advocated the idea of ​​not eating or eating less after lunch, but he is a little more tolerant of everything for the frail and sick son, so the dinner is extraordinarily rich, I just hope that the son's appetite will improve , being able to eat more is also of great benefit to the recovery of the body.

Wei Jing ate the dishes A Dai had introduced to him in order, and from time to time his eyes drifted towards the person who was eating quietly with a small bowl.

Wei Chu didn't sit next to him, and the table was round, which made it difficult for Wei Jing to occasionally touch him with his arm to achieve the purpose of stealing the sweet lady.

As a result, Wei Jing lost even the mood to eat, sighed wistfully for a while, and shook her head pretending to be melancholy for a while.

But he didn't work in vain, and finally managed to attract Wei Chu's attention.

"Sanggong? What's the matter with you? Are you uncomfortable?"

Wei Chu was most worried about this matter. Seeing that Wei Jing's complexion was indeed not very good, coupled with his state during the banquet, it was hard not to make people feel that there was something wrong with his body again.

Hearing Wei Chu's concern for her, Wei Jing suppressed the almost uncontrollable joy in her heart, nodded pitifully, raised her pale fingers and rubbed her forehead, and said in response: "Oh, yes...the headache is so painful. Awesome, dizzy."

Wei Chu hurriedly put the bowl down on the table, and got up to check on his situation, but Wei Jing was worried that he would stop eating, so he hurriedly stopped him, "Madam, sit next to me and let me How about relying on it for a while? This will not delay your eating, and it will also relieve my discomfort."

"Damn?" Wei Chu pursed his lips in doubt, but he didn't refute him, and sat obediently beside Wei Jing with his own small bowl, "Why?"

Wei Jing found the slender wrist that had been missed for a long time, pulled it up carefully, pressed the thin palm on her knee, then tilted her head, leaned on Wei Chu's shoulder accurately, and said happily: "That's it, you continue to eat, and I will rest for a while."

Wei Chu wanted to finish eating quickly, but for some reason, his appetite has increased in the past few days. After eating a bowl full of food, he still feels empty in his stomach, and there is no sign of eating at all.

Facing these foods that suit him very much this time, Wei Chu was really reluctant to put down his chopsticks, and tried his best to taste all the things he wanted to eat as soon as possible.

Wei Jing could see every dish on the table, and naturally noticed which dish Wei Chu, who was sitting next to her, was more attracted to.

There were a lot of meat dishes on the table, but Wei Chu's chopsticks lingered on the plate of vinegared cabbage after wrapping around all the dishes, so that it was about to bottom out.

Does he like to eat sour?

The corner of Wei Jing's mouth raised a smile.

Finally got to know a little bit about his preferences.

***

Wei Jing's injury didn't even know her fate, let alone Princess Fuyang who was too busy to see anyone.

Thinking about it, she was almost too busy, and Princess Fuyang, who was finally free, couldn't let go of her thoughts on Wei Jing. As soon as she returned to the Hou's mansion, she ordered him to send Wei Jing to the Kejing Pavilion in advance. Chat with the baby you haven't seen for a long time, and take good care of it.

Wei Jing secretly changed the medicine for the injury on her shoulder in the back, and after everything was handled flawlessly, Fang, accompanied by Xi Ming, strolled all the way to Kejing Pavilion.

"The wound has almost recovered?" Xi Ming asked Wei Jing absent-mindedly, breaking off the branches that were blocking the way from the dead tree.

Xi Ming's ability to control the surrounding environment with ease, and a place where he can ask questions without any scruples must be very safe.

Wei Jing knew that he couldn't hide his fate, but it was a bit embarrassing for him to tell himself about being shot and injured.

At this moment, he was beaten by the play, he could only admit it, and smiled awkwardly: "...It's almost there."

"These days are different from the past," Xi Ming said in a deep voice, "If there is anything that needs to be done, don't go out in person, I have trustworthy people."

Wei Jing didn't know who the "trustworthy man" in Xi Ming's mouth was. He only regarded it as an outstanding talent newly selected by him from the Shadow Guard or the Death Warrior Battalion, so he didn't know much about it, and nodded as a response Dramatic words.

The front hall of Kejing Pavilion.

"A Jing, look at this Cuiyue Jue, do you like it?" Princess Fuyang took Wei Jing's hand, and put the Cui Yuejue in her sleeve into Wei Jing's palm, so that he could feel the fine details on it. Wen Wen, "Auntie, help you fit it around your waist?"

Wei Jing could see the shape of the jade in his hand, the whole body was emerald green, and there was not even half of impurities in it, obviously it was priceless.

The place of origin will not be ordinary.

"Auntie, where did you get this? Why did you give it to me?" Wei Jing vaguely had an answer in her heart.

When Princess Fuyang saw Wei Jing's inquiry, she knew in her heart that she couldn't hide it from him, so she sighed and admitted, "Brother Huang misses you as a child after all."

Time can dilute all love and hate. After many years, Princess Fuyang has lost a lot of hatred for her elder brother Emperor Yongshuo. Seeing that he is getting old, she even feels sympathy for him occasionally.

Wei Jing understood what Auntie meant, but his obsession for more than ten years could not be easily appeased by her few words.

No one can say forgiveness for the queen mother.

If the demon concubine does not die and the emperor does not regret it, the queen mother will never rest in peace.

***

Wei Xiao probably found out that Emperor Yongshuo gave Wei Jing the Princess Cuiyue Jue Tuo Fuyang that he was wearing with him. While he was furious in the East Palace, he put more pressure on Wei Jing, who was already gnashing his teeth at Wei Jing's existence. But the Zhennan Hou who is quite powerless.

The moonlight is thin.

As the cold wind whistled, Wei Chu gathered strength in his palms, and using his hands as blades, he chopped off the long sword that struck him in front of him.

The assassin in blue seemed to be stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable, but he quickly came back to his senses, threw away the broken sword, took a good step, and prepared to compete with the beautiful woman in front of him.

Wei Chu glanced sideways at Ge Wu and the others who collided with the other assassins in the distance, and saw that they also had the upper hand, so he was in the mood to use his fists and kicks, as a confession to his energy that had no place to rest during this time .

He is no longer a dead man now, and he is also the concubine of the Marquis Mansion. He wears skirts all day long, and it is difficult for him to even hide a dagger on his body, let alone such an arrogant behavior like carrying a sword with him.

Fortunately, he was able to snatch the desired weapon from the assassin every time, and he lived up to the teaching of Deputy Commander Mo of the Death Soldiers Battalion that "what you see belongs to you".

Wei Chu suppressed the Tsing Yi assassin back again and again, just enough to bend down and draw out the long sword in the hands of the corpse at his feet.

However, just as Wei Chu mobilized his internal strength and held the hilt of the sword backwards, and was about to kill the person in front of him with one blow, he suddenly felt that the breath in the dantian was empty, and even holding the long sword in his hand felt that it was laborious.

The man on the opposite side had already realized his ultimate move, and was about to stab the dagger he hastily taken out of his black boots into Wei Chu's shoulder, but Wei Chu dodged sideways, pinched his wrist, and folded it towards the tendon of his hand, only Hearing a "crack" sound, the Tsing Yi Assassin's wrist showed an inward bending state, which was obviously broken by Wei Chusheng.

"Ah----!!!" The assassin in blue screamed, causing his companions to rush towards him.

Wei Chu is good at melee combat, and the strength in his arms is astonishing. Even if he suddenly loses his internal strength, it is still extremely difficult for this mediocre assassin to be his enemy, let alone in the situation where he has already crippled his hand Down, it becomes more and more difficult to win.

Seeing the man falling limply from the eaves, Wei Chugang silently withdrew his attack, and when he turned around with his skirt in his hands to help others, he found that the man behind him was also withdrawing his sword.

"Seeing that you were weak when you were fighting," Xi Ming frowned slightly, "Do you need Doctor Sikong to treat you?"

Being used to staying in the camp of dead soldiers, Wei Chu only felt that the words of drama were more caring than caring, but more like the leader's sneer and contempt for the dead soldiers.

So, he hurriedly shook his head, turned around and jumped in the direction of Ge Wu and the others, and at the same time replied in a low voice, "This subordinate is fine."

Wei Chu moved his hands and feet, only to feel that his tired state has improved a lot recently, and his whole body is light.

When he opened the door and walked into Wei Jing's bedroom, he happened to see Wei Jing walking slowly outside along the table.

"I heard movement outside, could it be that another assassin has come?" Wei Jing asked.

As simple as Wei Chu, he didn't know that his scheming husband just got up and walked out at the sound of his footsteps. He only thought that Wei Jing was afraid of the assassin's arrival, and hurriedly comforted: "It's nothing, Mr. Ximing is here, Mr. Xiang doesn’t need to worry.”

Wei Jing recently discovered a rule, that is, if he pretends to be weak in front of his wife, he will often get care that he can't imagine in ordinary times.

Hearing Wei Chu's comfort, Wei Jing undoubtedly took a reassurance, and became more unscrupulous when speaking.

"But I still feel very scared," Wei Jing touched the hand of the lady who came to support him, and wrapped her arms around the man's waist pitifully, and said in a low voice, "I heard the sound of weapons outside, and my legs were so frightened that my legs went limp."

As expected, Wei Chu tightened the strength of holding him in his hands with distress, and stroked Wei Jing's neck one after another: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, how about I help Xianggong go back to the couch and lie down to rest?"

"Then, can I kiss my wife... as a comfort?"

After Wei Jing finished speaking, she seemed to be worried that Wei Chu felt that he was out of order, and hurriedly explained, "I heard from Doctor Sikong that if I can have some close contact from time to time, it will be of great benefit to my recovery. .”

Seeing that handsome face so close at hand, Wei Chu couldn't help being a little confused.

"Since we have... gone to Wu|Shan together," even though Wei Jing had restrained his embarrassment as much as possible, his red ears still showed that his efforts were of no use, and he still stuttered when he should, "Then, then...I think my lady...we can...kiss or something...what does my lady like?"

Whether it is as a husband, or as a master who I want to follow for the rest of my life, this request is not too much.

After all, more extreme things have already been done, a kiss can make his mood better and his body better, so why not do it.

Wei Chu weighed it for a while, and finally raised his hand to cover the back of Wei Jing's hand in compromise, signaling his agreement, and said softly: "Then I...help Xianggong back to sit on the couch first."

Wei Xiaoshi, who was worried that his wife would look down on him, sat firmly on the couch, pretended to be calm, took a deep breath silently, secretly adjusted the beating heart in his chest, held Wei Chu's hands, and slowly pressed them past……

Wei Chu's Adam's apple moved slightly, his thick long eyelashes trembled twice, and then he pursed his lips slightly, watching Wei Jing's lips gradually approaching him nervously.

The young man's warm breath mixed with the fragrance of tea rushed into his nostrils, so fresh and refreshing that Wei Chu couldn't help taking two more breaths.

The two were getting closer and closer, and the moment their lips were about to touch, Wei Chu's expression suddenly changed——

"vomit--"

The author has something to say:

Persimmon: I have been smart since I was a child

Chu Chu: Sorry for morning sickness

Fate: The Scheming One

Sikong: I didn't say that

[Baby boys, woo woo woo, I was too early to say yesterday, so yesterday’s bad luck is waiting for me today, while eating a lot of strawberries yesterday, I also drank fruit juice, and then %&*￥#%&* in the middle of the night , woo woo woo, I'm gone, I'm so sad, I'm going to rest woo woo, everyone remember, don't drink so much spicy fruit juice when eating strawberries! 】