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

"Nonsense, midsummer is over, although the weather is still a little hot, but you must not dress so thinly!"

Wei Jing struggled to regain her sanity, leaned over to pick up Wei Chu, who was not well-dressed, and strode towards the bed.

Caught in the arms of someone, Wei Chu struggled like an incompetent chick, crying and laughing: "Ah Jing, let me down first."

Hearing this, Wei Jing raised his hand and slapped the part that he used to threaten Wei Chu all day long, his eyes were full of indisputable solemnity: "What are you letting go, take a break quickly, don't make such a mess in the future thing."

"Today is your birthday," Wei Chu was carefully placed on the couch, still explaining what he did, "I want you to have a memorable one."

He had learned from Xi Ming early in the morning that for many years, Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess had never celebrated Wei Jing's birthday in order to cover up Wei Jing's birthday as the emperor's heir. Naturally, there was no need to hide things like birthdays.

"You can dress like this to welcome me home," Wei Jing stretched out her hand to test the heat on Wei Chu's feet, seeing that it was warm, she felt relieved, and continued, "I will never forget it."

Wei Chu was sitting on the couch in his outer shirt. While gazing into Wei Jing's eyes affectionately, he slowly retracted his two thin white long legs into the quilt, revealing only his hands that were held by Wei Jing. Thin ankles.

As soon as the eyes of the two met, Wei Jing's ears became hot again, and she avoided her gaze: "You, you better keep your eyes open and don't look around."

"What's the matter?" Wei Chu looked pitiful and innocent, raised his wrist covered in red silk, quickly wrapped Wei Jing's neck in his arms, and said with a smile, "Ah Jing, would you like to help me?" Untie this bondage?"

Wei Jing licked his lips, but didn't turn his head to look at him: "It's so fast when you hit me on weekdays, but now it's just a piece of red silk, do you still need me to help you?"

"Come on, Ah Jing," Wei Chu pursed his lips, suppressed the embarrassment surging in his heart, held the end of the red silk with his waxy white teeth, looked up at Wei Jing, and said softly, "Take the bed The veil is lowered, we should rest."

Wei Jing felt that if she stayed in the bedroom again, the hot topic in the capital tomorrow would be——

The waste son of the Zhennan Hou Mansion died suddenly on the couch of the son and concubine, and the cause of death was to forcefully pretend to be Liu Xiahui? !

Thinking of this, Wei Jing stopped hesitating immediately, turned around and left, but also wrapped Wei Chu into a ball and stuffed it to the innermost side of the bed to prevent him from easily catching up with her.

Due to the advice of Doctor Sikong and Qin Hesu, Wei Chu really didn't dare to use his internal force to touch Wei Jing's acupoints, and could only watch helplessly as he dragged his clothes and ran out in embarrassment.

"My lord, help me catch him back!"

Wei Chu's attire at this time is really not suitable for rushing out of the room to catch Wei Jing. In desperation, he can only ask for Xi Ming's help loudly.

Since there is no need to go out of the house to do things recently, Xi Ming was able to stay in the Qingmu Pavilion from time to time to guard against Wei Xiao who wanted to tear Wei Jing's body into thousands of pieces.

Looking at the situation, although Wei Xiao's future seems to be ruined and he is imprisoned in the East Palace, he is still a phoenix after all. , he still has a glimmer of hope for a comeback.

Therefore, Xi Ming will not be slack in guarding the Hou Mansion.

As the most powerful man in the territory of Beiyu Kingdom, he waited for Wei Jing to grab his trousers and ran all the way to the courtyard without haste, even looking as if he would jump out of Qingmu Pavilion .

"Little master." The rude and belligerent Xi Ming planned to be courteous before fighting.

Wei Jing ran without looking back.

"Little master, the imperial concubine is calling you." The patience of playing life gradually diminished, and the tone of her voice changed from persuasive to warning.

Wei Jing hurried on his way obsessed with obsession.

"Little master, I've offended you." Xi Ming strode to catch up, and easily restrained him in place.

Wei Jing, who was at a loss, tried to use his internal force to open the acupoints, but was forced to hold down the door of his life, "Little master, don't waste your energy in vain."

Wei Jing: "..."

Knocking on the pillars of the porch, Wei Chu immediately opened the door inside, wrapped himself in Wei Jing's clothes, and wrapped himself up tightly: "Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work."

Wei Jing was stiff and was carried back to the bedroom, and fell heavily on the side of Wei Chu who had been sitting on the side of the couch, waiting for someone to come up, and immediately cupped a fist at Wei Chulue: "Princess, please go ahead!" .”

Wei Xiaoshizi who couldn't move: "??!"

invite him?Me?

You are generous!Have you considered my feelings? !

After Xi Ming completed his task, he immediately turned around and left the bedroom of the two without any procrastination.

Silence returned to the bedroom.

Apart from Wei Jing's tense breathing, there was only Wei Chu's gentle voice persuading patiently: "A Jing, you are not doing well now, and it is the time when your firepower is strong."

Although he spoke unobtrusively, the scarlet color on Wei Chu's face was no less than Wei Jing's.

Wei Jing closed her eyes tightly, not letting herself see Wei Chu who was like a dementor in front of her.

"...I, I said this, not because of what I want to do..." Wei Chu still felt embarrassed after all, and immediately explained with a doctor's theory, "I asked He Su, and he said that compared to brother , Men need to be more energetic, if they can't vent | vent | physical | strength by doing farm work during the day, it will definitely be very uncomfortable."

All these things happened to him. Of course Wei Jing understood this truth, but he didn't want to do anything that would harm Wei Chu's body.

"Chuchu, listen to me, you are pregnant now, so don't be careless."

After all, Wei Jing's martial arts were taught by Xi Ming, and it took only a moment to break through the acupoints, but he knew that if he still ran out like before, he would definitely repeat the same mistakes and be carried back by Xi Ming again without dignity.

He was about to turn over and sit up, but he didn't expect that Wei Chu was already prepared.

The moment the slender silver needle pierced the flesh, Wei Jing couldn't move anymore.

"Just now I was thinking that if you were obedient, I wouldn't treat you like this."

Wei Chu tore off his outer shirt, lightly touched his bulging belly, and looked at Wei Jing, who had lost his ability to move, with downcast eyes and a smile.

"I promise, this will be a birthday you will never forget."

Hearing the commotion in the bedroom, Xi Ming consciously raised his legs and walked out of the courtyard, at the same time, he looked at Ge Wu proudly: "Look, if I hadn't contributed to the flames, how could the little master have half-pushed and half-heartedly accepted the crown prince's concubine?"

Seeing that the son was deflated and the concubine got his wish, Ge Wu, who was watching the theater on the roof, got carried away for a moment, and faced the normally unsmiling Mr. Xi Ming, he dared to answer boldly: "My lord, you are adding to the flames." ?"

Xi Ming gave him a sideways look, as if to judge whether Ge Wu had the guts to say the remaining half of the sentence in his mouth.

Xu Shi's tense atmosphere in the Hou Mansion has become much more relaxed in recent days, and even the shadow guards are no longer so well-behaved.

Ge Wu, who was already very temperamental, completely let himself go: "My lord, you are helping the evildoers."

"Ok?"

Xi Ming clenched the scabbard tightly, weighed it casually in his hand, and stared back at Ge Wu.

Ge Wu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, hurriedly took his saber and fled out of the hospital: "Slip away."

***

Wei Xiaoshizi was held by his wife to study him for a whole night. He fell asleep in grief and indignation, and woke up in unwillingness.

But when he opened his eyes again, as Wei Chu described to him, his whole body became refreshed, as if he had been reborn.

However, Wei Chu still had the look of inexhaustible energy, just after taking a bath in the morning, he dragged Wei Jing to go for a walk in the street.

The world is big, and the lady's affairs are the most important. Wei Jing handed over the important matters to Xi Ming, and took Wei Chu's arm to act as a serving maid.

Wei Chu stopped in the bustling downtown of the capital, holding two styles of rattles in his hand to choose.

Thinking that Wei Jing is by his side to protect him, he naturally doesn't need to worry about the dangerous things around him. What's more, he is just not allowed to use his internal power now, rather than losing his internal power. Self-protection is a deadly thing for him. That said, it's easy.

Just as Wei Jing had just paid the money for the rattle to the shopkeeper, there was an uncomfortable-sounding voice behind him:

"Hey, isn't this the son of Zhennanhou's mansion? Why, he's getting better? Can he walk freely on the street?"

Wei Jing turned around.

The visitor was dressed in Zanghong official uniform, and was being assisted by the servants to get off the car. Although he was a second-rank official in the court, he had a wretched and sneaky face, and his words were extremely arrogant. He was Wei Xiao's loyal supporter in the court. hook.

On weekdays, when Wei Xiao harmed others, this bastard probably came up with bad ideas.

Wei Xiao was imprisoned in the Eastern Palace, and there was no channel to pass on the news, so Lie Gou had no idea that the young man in front of him had personally discounted the leg of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so he still looked stupid and complacent.

Even though he already knew that Wei Xiao had been imprisoned in the East Palace for several months, he still did not give up on this useless person who in Wei Jing's eyes had no hope of seizing the heir.

It's kind of loyal.

Hearing the sarcasm in Lie Gou's mouth, Wei Chu subconsciously wanted to make a move, but Wei Jing pressed down on his wrist and shook his head slightly before giving up.

Unexpectedly, Liegou gave Wei Jing a salute according to the etiquette, but his eyes drifted to Wei Chu who was standing beside Wei Jing, and he immediately praised: "I heard that the concubine of Zhennanhou's mansion is a brother? I have never seen my brother, the son is really blessed."

Wei Jing had known about the attitude of the dignitaries in Beijing towards his elder brother, and when he heard Lie Gou's inappropriate words, how could he not understand what he meant.

If these pickled bastards satirized him face to face in order to vent their indignation, he would just bear it, but now this group of hooks dared to target Wei Chu.

It's really a bit boring.

Hearing this, Wei Jing nodded with a smile, and replied: "I am blessed, but if Master Lie wants to make bad luck, I will do as you wish..."

Before he finished speaking, he directly raised his hand and slapped Liegou.

Wei Jing's hand strength is so strong, even if it is someone like Ximing, if he slaps him unpreparedly, his body will inevitably not shake, let alone this weak civil servant who has no foundation.

Liegou had lived for most of his life, from the official rank to the second rank, and had never been slapped in the street. Besides, he was slapped by a brat who didn't even grow his hair.

For a moment, he staggered back two steps, still unable to support his body, fell to the ground, his voice trembling with anger, coughing unceasingly: "Ahem...you, you dare to hit me?! I told you You, if it weren't for your shady identity..."

Wei Jing leaned over and pulled him up, fell on the shaft of his carriage, raised his hand and slapped him again.

"Hey, cough, cough...I am the court order official! Ugh...you kid, how dare you! How dare you!"

Lie Gou covered his swollen face, his hands were shaking as if he was suffering from dryness, and he pointed at Wei Jing with a calm face in horror.

"Then you go to report to the officer, you can also file a court case," Wei Jing raised his eyebrows, and put the epee at his waist that Yang Anru couldn't even lift into the dog officer's arms, and said with a smile, " Or, just hack me to death here for your highness the crown prince."

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Persimmon: Actually, last night I felt like I was a general teacher

Chuchu: Was my performance last night not very good?

[Boys, I may be poisoned again today. I ate too much sesame oil. Now my whole back is numb, and my head is numb. When I was watching a drama, I was angry. I tried to hold up my glasses, and my eyes bleed from scratching. Woo, good night, babies...]