After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine Chapter 59
It was nighttime at Anyin Hall.
Jiang Suizhou was in a festive mood, and many things worthy of happiness were emerging.
The arrival of a doctor, who had excellent medical skills and was even expected to cure Huo Wujiu's legs, was already worth celebrating. And just now, Xu Du sent him news that the Hou Zhu took the bait.
The Ministry of Justice official returned to the palace that day and reported the news he heard at Jingwang Manor to the Hou Zhu at the first opportunity. The Hou Zhu must have been very excited after knowing this. Within a few days, he appointed the same official to lead the troops and seize the manor in Changle Square.
In the middle of Changle Square, facing the south; the information he gave to Hou Zhu was detailed enough.
Xu Du had arranged for people to monitor Changle Square, and in the past few days, there were already several informants from the Ministry of Justice stepping in there. Presumably, when they have completely determined their target, it would be time for the real owner of the manor to be arrested.
Jiang Suizhou felt refreshed.
He went to the study, and when he came back, he saw Huo Wujiu sitting on the edge of his couch, reading a book.
Thinking of the rather reliable doctor who had come to the house, Jiang Suizhou sat on the edge of the bed, and his gaze couldn't help but fall on Huo Wujiu's body.
He didn't know how skilled the doctor was, but could he perhaps heal Huo Wujiu's legs in advance? As long as his meridians could be restored to before, then neither the Jingwang Manor nor the Southern Jing could confine him.
If that were true, then the Southern Jing would be finished in less than three years. What Hou Zhu? What Pang Shao? None of them could flaunt their power around him anymore.
Jiang Suizhou could not help but feel a little happy.
However, when he thought about it, by then, he would not have the opportunity to spend time with Huo Wujiu as he was doing now.
Although he was afraid of Huo Wujiu from the beginning, Huo Wujiu was really a good man. During this period, although they had little communication, they coexisted peacefully. Even now, with only one look in his eyes, he could roughly guess what Huo Wujiu was thinking.
Thinking of this, Jiang Suizhou felt a little empty inside for a while.
After all, in addition to his servants, Huo Wujiu was the only person who had the closest relationship with him for so long after transmigrating into this era.
Nonetheless, when all was said and done, a golden cage couldn't hold a falcon forever, and Huo Wujiu originally didn't belong to this place either...
Jiang Suizhou was lost in thought for a moment, and did not notice that the person he was watching raised his dark eyes as soon as he felt his sight and met his gaze straight up.
The sudden stare scared Jiang Suizhou into a shiver.
He realized that Huo Wujiu had, at some point, raised his eyes from the book in his hands and was looking at him quietly.
Jiang Suizhou felt a momentary embarrassment.
But he immediately calmed down and looked lightly at Huo Wujiu. He said, "The doctor who came today will take a look at your leg injury tomorrow."
Huo Wujiu did not make a sound for a while.
Jiang Suizhou continued, "However, you should not expect too much. The doctors in the palace can't cure you, so he doesn't necessarily have the ability either."
After speaking, he withdrew his gaze and was about to lie back on the bed.
But at that moment, Huo Wujiu suddenly opened his mouth to speak.
"My legs were crippled under His Majesty's orders," he said.
Jiang Suizhou was given a start: "What?"
He looked at Huo Wujiu and saw that Huo Wujiu was staring at him silently.
"His intention was for me to suffer a fate worse than death in your place, and you know it," Huo Wujiu said.
This was something that the two of them had never said outright, but was a fact that they both tacitly knew.
Jiang Suizhou sat up straight and said, "So what?"
Huo Wujiu slowly let out a breath, seemingly somewhat helpless.
"After my legs are cured, have you ever thought about how to explain it to him?" he asked.
Jiang Suizhou inwardly laughed.
Explain? What would I explain to a dead man? You, Huo Wujiu, are the butcher's knife hanging over his head. I have shifted dropping your knife down at an earlier date to get this incapable ruler killed; that is to give an explanation to the people of today.
With this in mind, a smile also surfaced on his face.
"I won't explain." The corner of his lips curled, and under the dark and gloomy light, he radiated a rippling brilliance. "I would like to see how he will deal with me."
After saying that, he faintly glanced at Huo Wujiu and lay back on the bed.
Jiang Suizhou felt that his eyes were full of the wisdom of someone from the future who knew the spoilers.
It never occurred to him that Huo Wujiu, sitting in a wheelchair, wouldn't return to his senses for a while because of the look in his eyes.
It took a long while before he lowered his eyes.
Perhaps the lights in the room were too bright. He thought.
Otherwise, how could it illuminate those eyes of that silly rabbit, who was courting his own ruin, so brightly?
The author has something to say:
Jiang Suizhou: I'm so crazy, oh.
Huo Wujiu: He loves me so much
